Staycation With Boss
Sowing Feelings

Evening arrives, Raka and Adista choose to enjoy the night together. The couple sat together on the sofa with Raka's hands embracing her. While Adista also did not refuse, Adista actually enjoyed every moment with Raka. Especially when it has been three weeks he separated from Raka.

"Mas, I met Rayyan like I was dealing with someone else. Could there be a memory disorder?" ask Adista.

"I think so too. So Papa and Mama will take Rayyan to Singapore. It may take therapy and so on," replied Raka.

"May not, Mas .. if I don't want to see Rayyan?"

"It could have been, but he said to Papa that he wanted to go to Plazza again. If you can more often," replied Raka.

Adista took a long breath. This situation alone feels exhausting. Moreover, Adista remembered that Rayyan still had to be in Jakarta for six months, surely the next six months were very tiring.

"I'll probably stay at Mama's and Papa's house tomorrow. I want to be honest with Mom and Dad. We can't act alone, because it's about Rayyan."

"I'm alone again?" ask Adista.

It felt like three nights with her husband, then her husband had to stay at his parents' house again. A longing that has not been completely cured, but must be separated again. Of course it makes Adista sad.

"Tonight for you, we sow with our feelings" said Raka.

"Does all this have to go on for six months?" ask Adista.

Raka shook her head, she actually did not know either. Although there are some points Raka also feels that this situation is tiring.

"Mas, actually ...."

Urung Adista spoke again, but Raka shook her head with the index finger now in front of his wife's lips. So that Adista did not continue his speech. Raka wants tonight both will sow again the love and feelings of both. Moreover, there was a sense of jealousy when Rayyan touched Adista's hand earlier. There's another that Raka will be staying at her parents' house tomorrow. Practically, tonight Raka wants to go through with Adista.

"Sstts, let it go. I miss ...."

After that, Raka lowered her head slowly, her actions seemed measurable. Until then, he greeted Adista's lips with a kiss. Really miss it. A few nights before Raka held back, she thought women needed more time to organize their hearts and feelings. If you go home and Raka asks for his right Adista must object. Now, Raka will not delay any more.

One kiss would not be enough, then now Raka opened her lips slightly. He paged slowly on both sides of Adista's lip folds. Raka felt this was her thirst quench. For almost a month, he felt so arid. He felt like he found Wadi with a water source.

Also, Adista chose to respond to her husband's actions. When Raka scooped him up, Adista did the same. Until Raka's hand with his naughty has infiltrated into the T-shirt that Adista wears. Squeeze out the beautiful circles that are there. Adista let out a sigh and enjoyed her husband's treatment.

"Mas Raka ...."

Hela breath combined with de-sahan made Adista confused with fog. Long time untouched by her husband, now she feels a sting covered with opium. It was so intoxicating, that Adista felt his whole mind being taken away.

While Raka's lips were still dancing on her lips. Pagutan, changing with suction, then happened lu-matan. Raka pressed her lips, her tongue burst in and gave temptation to the temptation that made Adista moan and heat up.

"I miss, honey. Can we share our love together? Tonight we wade together," said Raka with a pull of his face. Even so as usual, Raka naughty he did not pull his hand from inside the t-shirt that Adista was wearing. Instead the hand barged in until it touched the surface of the skin hidden behind the container that was inside there.

"Mas Raka .. me," said Adista breathlessly.

"My answer, may?" ask Raka again.

The green light from Adista has been obtained. Regarding the story or talk Adista again later Raka will definitely listen to him. Now, let time take both, throw them into the trough of romance.

There was nothing Raka was waiting for, she raised it on top of the shirt that Adista was wearing. There's also a lacy container there. Pushing Adista's back to hit the sofa back, then Raka scooped up the beautiful circle that was there. Putting that beautiful circle into his mouth, sucking it, stalling it, even biting its peak a few times. The activity Raka repeat, the more his wife mende-sah increasingly spur Raka to do other things. Hisapan on the right, a squeeze on the left, instantly made Adista float. Precisely Adista increasingly immerse her husband's face in his chest, hand squeezing strands by strands of her husband's hair.

A few moments passed, until Raka gave instructions to Adista. "Touch me, honey. Touch me like I used to. I miss you," he said.

Adista nodded his head slowly. Letting her husband sit on the sofa, Adista went down to the floor. He had his husband's pants down, and he greeted the heirloom there. Raka was very happy. This is the meaning of the reciprocal relationship that Raka hoped for. Moreover Adista drove him crazy, he loved to get this kind of thing. His face flushed with a bluffing jaw. Several times, Raka rubbed his wife's hair.

"Oh, what a pinter, Yang. I miss you," said Raka honestly.

Swabs in the wet impression deepened, tempestuous. Raka almost exploded because of it. However, Raka held back. He didn't want to go out this way. Feeling enough, Raka brings Adista down on that sofa, it is Raka's turn who gives the best to his wife. Raka moved down and he greeted slowly the valley there.

There was no doubt for Raka. His tongue barged in giving a swab even a suction and a prick. Adista lost himself. He closed his eyes and raved unclearly. While Raka was very satisfied when he managed to give satisfaction to Adista. Raka knew Adista wanted him too.

So Raka passes her own clothes, she starts to unite herself with Adista on the sofa. Don't want to go to bed. Raka rained and stomped with measured movements. Adista widened his eyes. Oh, accepting Raka's actions instantly makes her full. Warmth also covered it. Adista hugged her husband.

"Mas ... Ra ... ka!"

"Yes, Honey. Always say and call my name. It's amazing, honey. Warm," Raka replied by squeezing Adista's beautiful circle.

Adista no longer knew what to respond to be sure. Hot activities with her husband are also very much missed. Raka's hips move in a directional motion. Drive, drive, and keep driving. Deep, deep, until it sounds like a collision there. Raka crazy. This is what Raka missed. The grip of the muscles down there that made him lose his sanity.

Removing the heirloom from the nest, Raka lifts Adista's body and moves him to his bed. She asks Adista to lie on her side, and Raka re-collapses, entering. Adista does not know in this position can happen.

"Mas .. oh, Mas Raka."

There was a whimper in Adista's voice. The woman biting her own lips resisted the urges and waves that made her free in the Ocean. Her husband never fails to surprise her, to climb the beautiful heavenly stairs full of sparkling light.

Tough and reliable, the two clearest words in Adista's brain about her husband. It's just amazing. Until finally, Raka changed the position again. He re-encased Adista under him. Again and again he entered Adista. This time with a softer and slower rhythm. However, Adista also just knew the slow rhythm was amazing.

"God, Mas Raka ...."

Raka finally smiled. This is what he wants. Sowing with feelings, Raka wants to make Adista the only queen in her heart. The true form of selfishness. Don't want to share it with anyone.

Until Adista whines there. Breathing gasps chaotically, but Raka still continues to spur. In the next second, Raka gritted her jaw. Without speaking, the man exploded, becoming a splinter that soared high into the air accompanied by an explosion of incandescent larvae that filled the Adista.

Warm.

Close-fitting.

Heat.

A turbulent night, a testament to the union of two loving hearts. The night exploded, with waves in an unspeakable heart. Dismissed all in action by action without diction.