Siri Sir Doctor's Wife
Play To Radit's Doctor Room

This chapter contains gaesss....

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The hospital hallway looked quiet at 10 p.m. The woman dressed as a typical nurse seemed to close her eyes while sitting on the iron bench in front of the vip room.

"Kinar Suster!"

Kinar who was closing his eyes in a sitting position on the iron bench was shocked. He turned his head in a daze, and his neutrals instantly met with Doctor Radit's sharp net.

"To my space!"

After saying that, the doctor immediately walked first. Kinar was confused, but soon followed Radit's steps quickly. They reached Radit's room 5 minutes later. Kinar entered into a fairly large space. There is a work desk complete with chairs, and a long sofa with a glass table.

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The sound of the door being locked made Kinar turn towards the door. He looked at Doctor Radit, increasingly confused. What was? What does this man want to say?

"Ehm, what's up, Doc?" tanya Kinar watched the man who opened his doctor's snail, then rolled up his shirt arm. The view was so stunning for Kinar. How could he see the man's muscular arm. Oh, and of course behind the man's light blue shirt is a field chest and abdominal muscles that are so perfect.

"Doctor again? It's not like I told you if it's just the two of us changing the call, I don't like it!"

Kinar who had been watching Doctor Radit scowled. He was still standing in front of the man's table. Meanwhile, Radit sat in his chair haughtily. How upset Kinar is, huh? I would like that guy if I can. He was still trying to make his sleepy eyes so as not to be closed, eh this man even called him and acted haughty like this.

"Ehm, what's up, Mom?" ask Kinar again, waiting for an answer. What was he invited here?

"Here!"

"Huh?" ask Kinar not understand.

Radit looked grunted in annoyance. He moved his finger so that Kinar approached him. Kinar who was beginning to understand his point, immediately walked closer to the position of the man.

Now Kinar's position is standing in front of Doctor Radit's desk. Radit grunted again.

"Here, Kinar! Not there!" said Radit flatly pointing at the empty side beside his chair.

Kinar also according. Not wanting to make that guy angry later.

"Mas!" his screech was surprised that Radit pulled his hand, so his position was now on the man's lap.

"Whisper, Kinar!" The man's flat voice made Kinar speechless. He let it go when the man's arm wrapped around his waist.

"Emm, Mom! I-this is the hospital!" The sparkle was loud when Radit touched his neck with a light touch of the man's fingers.

"You're not pregnant, are you? So I have to be diligent to let the process go quickly," Radit said flatly.

"But this is a hospital!"

"My room has no CCTV and the door is locked. So, everything is safe, Kinar!"

Kinar could no longer speak. He held his voice when his ear lobe was seduced by Doctor Radit. Not to mention the lips of the man who shrewdly invited his lips to wrangle. Doctor Radit's treatment is never rude even though sometimes his speech likes to be ugly.

"Mas!" Kinar involuntarily let out a strange sound as the man teased the front of his upper body with his burly fingers.

Oh Kinar can go crazy with all these temptations. The sleepiness that he had felt had disappeared changed something that asked to be satisfied.

"Well...."

Radit smirked faintly at the soft voice of the de sah woman sitting at his desk. The man himself was still sitting in his chair. The sight that made Radit repeatedly swallow his saliva saw the pink pomegranate.

"Emm, Mom!" scream Kinar when Doctor Radit's fingers now tease the sensitive point of his lower part. Oh, this is crazy. How could they do it in this man's room.

"Likes, eh?" Radit was still flat-faced when he voiced that sentence.

Kinar. Biting her lips so as not to make that strange sound. He was embarrassed, what else was his position so impolite.

"Mas, hen-stop!" said Kinar vibrating. He was unable to, withstanding something that seemed to want to explode from him.

"Mas.a-i, ah...."

Kinar regulated his hunting breath when the release he got only with the temptation of the man's fingers. Meanwhile, Dr. Radit pulled his hand from under the wife's body which seemed to droop with chasing breath.

"You want to try a new style, Kinar?" asked the man to get up from his seat. Meanwhile, Kinar immediately lowered his legs that were on the table. Immediately tidied up her exposed skirt. Oh, this is crazy!

Kinar did not answer. Still adjusting his breathing and the heart beat crazily. He looked at Dr. Radit who seemed to unbutton his shirt with a fixed gaze did not turn away from Kinar who was still sitting on his desk with both legs dangling.

"Ki-we're really gonna do it here, Mas?" Kinar still couldn't believe what happened a few minutes ago. Now, seeing the doctor whose husband status was starting to take off his shirt he only realized if they would continue to his next session.

"Sure!" sahut Doktet Radit walked back to Kinar. Secretly the man admired the woman's reddened face in front of him. Not to mention, the buttons of her sister clothes that she had opened seemed to show the smooth white skin of the woman.

Radit guided both of the woman's limbs around her waist. Then the two seemed to throw at each other the same gaze that kept the surge. Radit lowered his head, membasen bi bi r his wife who already seemed to swell because of his actions.

"We're trying a new style, Kinar!" the whisper was followed by a cry of surprise to Kinar as his body behind his back turned to the man. Then the squealing was replaced with de s a h his second voice which filled the room.

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"Rest here first. Tomorrow morning I wake up," said Dr. Radit. It was Kinar who also fixed the clothes. The wall clock in his room already showed midnight. It's the clock the sisters are resting. Actually, Radit was able to go home at 10 earlier, but once his neutrality saw Kinar, he became locked up his intention. Anyway in the apartment he'll be alone.

"Eh, I'm going to a special break room, Mas." Kinar straightened his hair.

"Listen to what I said, Kinar. Just sleep here, there's a room there!" appoint Dr. Radit on the closed brown door behind his chair.

"But-but, you want to go home?" kinar said, with the netra following the man's movement who composed the papers scattered on his desk. Oh, and it was them. The shinar flushed back in light of the recent heat incident.

"I'll be home early. You can sleep in that room, I'll sleep on the couch" Radit said back in flat mode.

Kinar nodded. His limp feet toward the door, opened the door and he found a small bed that only fit one person. Kinar threw himself in there. Relaxing his tense muscles, it feels comfortable to meet the mattress. It didn't take long, he closed his eyes.

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