Staycation With Boss
Choosing to Believe

"Kiss me," Pinta Raka now.

Adista looked at the face of her husband who was now completely in front of her. What Adista feared was that she would be absurd and could not help herself if she gave a kiss to Raka. Fear, if not just kissing, but could end up in bed.

Raka's face was getting closer, as if slashing the actual distance by just a few inches. Raka's eye gaze was also only focused with Adista, the man actually nailed Adista with a deep glare of his eyes. Just a little action Raka, certainly can devour Adista's lips.

"Mas Raka can prove it won't falter?" ask Adista.

"Yes, I can."

"Mas Raka can refuse if she tries to get close to Mas Raka?"

"Can."

"If he were any weird, Mas Raka wouldn't be lured?"

Raka now nodded her head. "Yes, I can."

All the questions that came to his head had Adista asked and had already gotten an answer from Raka. Adista convinced her own heart that her husband really proved his point. After all, marriage is the proof of a lifetime. Choose to believe and also hope that Raka will not falter later.

Adista's hand now gently caressed her husband's chest. His movements were so faint, but the faint movement was successful in making Raka wait in hope, what his wife was going to do. Creeping up from the chest, until the hand grabbed the part of Raka's shirt on the shoulder blade, Adista moved her face forward for a moment. Finally, she placed her lips on her husband's lips. Just sticking to each other.

Raka smiled faintly there, her eyes that were originally still open, slowly closed. When there was no more light that he saw, it was very thrilling Adista opened her lips a little, stuck out her tongue, and gently rubbed the surface of the chewy and warm lips. Not getting there, Adista emboldened herself to clench her husband's lips. If that is the evidence demanding, Adista wants to sue. If it is evidence of jealousy, yes Adista is jealous, she does not want any Natasha even others present in her household life.

While Raka is happy not to be a bitch. Where ever before, Adista kissed him first. Raka tried to hold back, however, one hand reached slowly Adista's waist up, rubbed slowly, and returned down. Several times, Raka also felt Adista's heavy breathing, but it was seen that the woman did not want to stop.

A minute passed, but two lips still greeted each other. Soft pengulum, wet wiping, teasing in wet impression. Raka tries to keep up with his wife, until Raka feels it is now her turn to take control. His hands began to creep and caress his wife's thigh area, the kiss Raka gave was also more demanding, more dusty, and also now the man was very passionate. A few weeks had passed, and there was no warm relationship with his wife. Now, Raka changed like firewood that was eaten by fire, ignited and completely smoldering.

Raka's hand is becoming. Adista's breathing sounded heavy. The woman swayed with a sense of excitement that ignited her. Beyond her control, Adista's hands slowly opened button by button in the shirt her husband wore. No matter how many buttons were released, Adista's hand now went down her husband's chest field, rubbing it slowly in a faint motion with the tips of her fingers alone.

"Sa .. which."

Raka's voice was heavy, now the man slightly lowered his head and greeted his wife's neckline. Landing kiss after kiss, swipe with tongue, even Raka now completely opened her mouth, bit, and sucked deeply into the surface of the skin there. It feels sore, to make Adista hissing.

"Sshhs, Mas Raka."

"Yes, honey."

In a breath Raka still replied. Then Raka unbuttoned by button in the uniform that Adista wore, so that Raka could explore to the collarbone and shoulder blades. The whole button slipped off, Raka but did not take off the shirt, she only opened on one shoulder, even lowering the white strap hanging over that shoulder. Again, Raka bit there, and took a deep sip. The red color he made back there. Adista closed her eyes by gently rubbing the strands of her husband's hair. It was always her husband who had ways that made her lose her mind. Always Raka has a step by step that makes Adista really lose himself.

Until Adista takes off the shirt worn by her husband, making Raka shirtless in front of him. If at first it was just a faint stroke from her fingertips, now Adista kissed her husband's chest. The kiss that Adista dropped made Raka harden her jaw and rubbed Adista's hair slowly.

"Oh, Honey .. hh!"

Until finally, now lifting Adista's hip, carrying his wife is like a koala and the place that Raka is headed is certainly his bed. He put Adista on the bed, and Raka wrapped his wife, the iron hook behind his back he let go, until there were two beautiful circles.

No doubt, Raka scooped up that one beautiful circle and put it in her mouth cavity. Hisapan changed his suction, fondling, and even Raka bit his peak. Adista gasped for breath, there were times when he was helplessly stirring. Reflexes, Adista brings Raka's hand to another beautiful circle area. Raka knew what Adista wanted, starting the hand to wipe, give a squeeze, even twist the peak. Just for a moment, the peaks there stiffened.

Tinkering with that beautiful circle would not be enough for Raka, therefore she re-invaded more down. Throwing away the origin of the remnants of his second outfit, he slowly wiped the valley there with his finger.

"It's wet, honey. I know that."

Raka's raucous voice rang out again, Adista was embarrassed in fact. However, this is the natural response of her body every time her husband touches her. Raka came back down. He greeted the valley there with his lips and tongue, rubbing it in motion and leaving a wet impression. Adista's chatter and body that swerving actually makes his wife more tempting in his eyes.

Whether a moment of time passed, Adista's body twitched. Eyes closed tightly, and Adista felt a very beautiful release by mentioning her husband's name.

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

Raka smiled in satisfaction, he then approached his wife. "Wet it a little, honey."

It was clear what Raka wanted now, Adista greeted and wet the heirloom for only a moment. Then Raka again took a position, tightened up, let the heirloom draw in. However, Raka did not stomp. The man still remembers and is well aware that there is a baby in the womb of his wife.

The asductive movement that Raka did was really gentle. Not just a snag there. However, Raka felt a warmth surrounding her navel. Welcomed like a close and warm massage. Just like Raka was growling. Sweat spray. Really, this is a wonderful moment for Raka.

The man seemed to be fully concentrating on doing a forward and backward movement. His movements are so solid and measured. Until Adista exploded and whined.

"I Love U, Honey. My wife."

Raka said that, he looked down more and kissed his wife's lips without reducing his truly measured hip movements. Slipping in, sliding without urgency. It feels so beautiful.

"I Love U too, Mas Raka. I love you!"

Adista replied, she did not cover up her feelings. This is the confession that she fully believes in her husband. Raka nodded her head, she kissed Adista's forehead for a while.

"Always trust me, huh?" pinta Raka's.

"I'll try" Adista replied.

Adista was now in the midst of a blizzard that hit him just a clear circle of tears back down his cheeks. She loved her husband so much that she disliked and felt jealous when she saw Natasha.

"I will keep my heart for you. Promise!"

Raka retaliated and she now blasphemed so deeply. Forward and backward, out and in in truly measurable energy. Until Raka felt increasingly plunged into the abyss. He felt his threshold arrive. Nothing Raka could stand, the whole liquid part of her filled Adista. It was a warm greeting and so tight.

Not just venting desire, but Raka afterwards will try to provide evidence. Will not shake his heart because of any woman. Only Adista fills his heart, mind, and life.