Stepmom Cold Bed
Preparation

“Good morning ladies and gentlemen,” a servant greets Maureen and Byan who just came out of the room at the same time. They look good in their work clothes.

“Morning,” the two men both greeted each other and stared at each other.

After greeting, the waiter came down with dirty glasses that Byan and Maureen used last night while enjoying coffee together.

“What's my appearance pretty neat as the main director?” Byan was curious about the opinion of his stepmother. He slightly stretched out his hand and turned three hundred and sixty degrees in front of Maureen.

Maureen did not immediately reply, she approached Byan and noticed Byan's appearance.

“What's your tie plain all?” Maureen looked at the tie hanging on Byan's neck.

“I only have a few plain work shirts and ties. There may be one or two tie patterns, but I don't know if it fits or not. Does the tie have to be patterned?” Byan asked back.

“You are a painter, your artistic soul should be high.” Maureen commented while staring at Byan for a moment.

“I really don't pay much attention to appearance.” Byan scratched his head that was not itchy, while smiling crazily.

“For me the most comfortable clothes are the cost of oblong and jeans. If exposed to paint painting is not a problem.” Its effects.

“Yes, I don't blame your comfort. But your position now as a director in Anggoro corp, at least you should be able to solidify yourself in appearance because you will be the spotlight of many people.” Typhoon Maureen.

“Why should at least? Is there the best?” Byan frowned not understanding.

“The best thing is, you also understand your work. Can set up work independently and know what to do.” Maureen's answer was always straightforward.

“Don't make fun of me, I've only been a director for two days. Don't make me mentally break dance.” Byan reasoned with truth.

“Wah, you will have intended to occupy the position of main director in Anggoro corp since you first came. I think you are very ready, including mastering the ins and outs of the company. Remember, learning by doing is not valid when you are a director. The risk of failure is too high. You will think more than rational thinking. And there are billions of money you control including the survival of the workers.”

“You are sure that you can become a director just by using the science of taxis and palpation?” urai Maureen with a fixed look at Byan.

“Gosh, you made my guts shrivel. Should it be as straightforward as criticizing people?”

Byan began to feel faint because he heard Maureen's words that were true. He has mastered nothing in his company other than some new science Maureen taught him last night.

“Good if you are aware.” Maureen replied casually.

“You receive criticism that is also one way that you can think openly. Don't let others set your mindset so that you just become a puppet director. It will hurt many people, including you. So, first of all your skill is not your ego and ambition.”

“Now, come in. I will improve your appearance which is only worth 40 this.” Maureen pointed at the tie hanging on Byan's chest.

“Jeez, you do suck.” Gerrutu Byan, but still he complied to go into the room and change his clothes.

On the small table, Maureen put her things. While Byan takes off his clothes, Maureen ransacks the contents of Byan's closet and searches for clothes that are appropriate for her new boss. There are some shirts there, with a dark color that looks boring. Maureen kissed him for a while, it turned out to be true, the smell of the closet was clearly smelled.

He took out all the Byan shirts and one shirt he separated. Byan work pants also he took everything out and only chose the one that best fits the suit and tie that Byan had.

Byan noticed Maureen's skill in matching clothes to her. This woman has a classy taste. Not only is he able to combine colors, he also checks the type of fabric that will be attached to the body of Byan, comfortable or not used when leading a meeting later.

Amazingly, Maureen's ability as a personal assistant was not a figment. He is very good at conquering his work.

One stel of clothes Maureen had got, before turning her head she saw the reflection of the figure of Byan on the glass, who was bare-chested behind her.

“Come into the bathroom, don't change clothes in front of me. I'm not just your PA, I'm also your stepmother.” Maureen said, turning her face away from the mirror.

Inside the bathroom Byan started wearing his clothes. Slightly smiled as the clothes Maureen had chosen made her look gallant. His charisma was very much different from his previous appearance.

While out there, Maureen is still collecting Byan clothes that will be washed again so as not to smell the closet. Everything should look fresh and not dull.

The sound of the door opening made Maureen turn her head. He saw the dashing figure of Byan, coming out of the bathroom. He watched closely the appearance of the boss as well as his stepson. This was better than Byan's previous appearance. Only, the tie knot is not too neat.

“How?” Byan needs Maureen's opinion.

“Lack neat. Come.” Maureen asked Byan to come closer and stand in front of the mirror.

“See, tie knots like this don't look neat. There's still a tie section that rolls up. And when you remove it, it will be difficult.” Said Maureen who stood beside Byan and looked at Byan's chest from the reflection of the glass.

“I used a node I know. Where do you know if it turns out there are many types of tie knot.” Byan reasoned.

Maureen does not chim in. He only saw the watch in his hand and it was already quite noon. He turned Byan's body to face him and they stood facing a very close distance.

He re-strung the knot of the Byan tie and repeated making a new knot more neat. Byan could see Maureen's hand so painstaking and adept at knots that it easily pulled the knots right around her neck without a sense of suffocation.

Again, Byan smiled inwardly. Maureen's sophisticated body fragrance is indeed very comfortable to end. Is it wrong that he wants to linger near Maureen? Also her hair was slightly wavy and glittery when exposed to the light of the lamp. How can this woman take very good care of herself?

Kulih's smooth face was also clearly visible in front of Byan's eyes. He wears a little dye on his eyelids that looks attractive when he closes and opens his eyes. Her cheeks were also reddish, looking very sweet and adorable. Also his lips are light in color,

Damnit damnit! This time Byan chose to turn his face away. He bit his own lips so as not to think carelessly. He realized, his stepmother's magnet was too strong to attract anything nearby. Wishnu said that all he needed was Maureen. Apparently his best friend has been crazy about the figure of his stepmother.

Should he regret introducing Vishnu to Maureen?

Byan's hair suddenly brushed as Maureen's hand rubbed so gently against his chest. Not for nothing, just tidying up a shirt that is perfectly attached to Byan's body.

It felt like he wanted to shudder amusedly, but he held it back until he closed his eyes for a moment.

“Close a little.” Maureen Pinta.

Luckily Byan was quite conscious until he was obedient. He closed his eyes again when the distance was so close to Maureen's white neck and level. He peered a little and saw the carotid pulse on his neck ticking gently. It is slightly greenish in color, contrasting with its white skin.

God, what is this temptation?

A few gentle sidings were given Maureen in Byan's hair. He slightly changed his previous Byan hairstyle. Less muddy according to him.

“Later in the afternoon, we went to the salon. We need to get your hair straight. Besides, we'll also go shopping to buy some of your gear. The color of your shirt is too worn for someone who has the title of chief director.” Urai Maureen while re-establishing Byan's head. He cupped both sides of Byan's face, allowing the man to feel Maureen's soft and warm hands. His eyes blinked repeatedly as he looked at Maureen's face which was so pleasant to look at.

“Okey, done. Now you are more visible as a director, not an employee whose job is overtime glu.” Ledek Maureen flipped the body of Byan facing the glass.

Byan was shocked himself to see his current appearance. He looks to fit everything laid out by Maureen's painstaking hand.

“Waw.” It was the only sound that was then heard. He still admired his dashing figure while Maureen had already left the room and went to the dining room.

“Woman is Miraculous.” Praise Byan behind Maureen.

Is there a better woman than her?

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