The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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Andre and Irma are transferring love and affection through kisses that are getting hotter and demanding more, making the atmosphere in the room feel increased. Impatiently, wanting to explore other places besides the lips of the wife, Andre's hands are trying to take off Irma's dress. However, the man's hand movement came to a halt when suddenly something at the bottom blew away his show. Andre's stomach felt twisted and unbearable, so he was forced to let go of the link of the two and immediately ran to the bathroom.

Irma just stared at Andre's back which suddenly disappeared behind the bathroom door. He gawked at the behavior of Andre who he thought was very funny and ridiculous. The man immediately stripped off his shirt and trousers as soon as their link came off and immediately ran into the bathroom with his hand holding the belly and one more hand holding the back of his body which was only covered in blemish only within.

"Is that a habit?" A smile immediately adorned Irma's face, remembering she had also seen such a scene. "But, that was just so sweet." Irma dropped her body on the sprinkles while holding the lips that had just touched the husband. "Thank you, Mum. I love you so much, May this happiness never pass" she still holds her lips. He also prefers to play the rose petals scattered on the bed while waiting for the husband back.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Andre still faithfully sat on the toilet while cursing the stomach that can not be compromised. When something he always dreamed of was in sight, forced to be delayed by the call of impromptu nature. Upset to the heart that is what Andre feels, but the shadow as they enjoy the lips, a little can treat Andre's irritation. Imagining the continuation of the action made Andre smile himself and impatiently get out of there.

"Look!"

After a long time of silence in the bathroom, Andre also with a wide smile prepared to connect his activities that had been delayed. However, Andre's stomach seems to be his toughest test at the moment. Just now, Andre opened the bathroom door, he had already closed it again and returned to the top of the toilet.

"Yes, God, why are you sick again?" frances Andre. His stomach was twisted and very agonizing. "Patience, yes, Sister Say! The feeling of not eating is strange, but why is his stomach so sensitive like gini?" Andre still continued to lament his stomach.

Finally, Andre was stuck in the bathroom for a very long time. The first night he dreamed was not as smooth as the highway, even threatened to fail because of his stomach pain that did not improve. In fact, several times Irma knocked on the door, asking her how she was. Too long to sit on the toilet and idle the wife, making Andre muffled restless. He was afraid this incident became an uncomfortable moment and made Irma disappointed in him. The solitude in the bathroom also brought the man's mind to wander everywhere.

"Anyhow I'm just a pajik hiding in an adult-looking body. I'm inexperienced at all, just capitalizing on knowledge without ever practicing. What if he is not satisfied with my work? He is much more experienced. What if I'm not better than the ex?" Suddenly the strange thought haunted Andre's head. Disbelief in the ability of the tetiba to strike, even though he had prepared it carefully, even Andre had watched some videos as a reference. However, he who is still trapped in the bathroom makes his guts shrink even more.

Irma herself looked back and forth in front of the bathroom door. Finding Andre who did not come out of the bathroom made him worry, even though the man always said that he was okay.

"Where might be fine if from earlier not out," muttered Irma while biting the tip of her nails.

"What are you doing?" andre asked as he opened the bathroom door and found his wife pacing around the door.

Irma immediately turned to the direction of the voice, and it seemed that Andre was already standing at the door with a paled face.

"Mas, why?" Irma approached Andre. No matter the appearance of Andre who only wears underwear. To him make sure the situation of the husband is more important. "You're so pale."

"My stomach hurts so much, Ma'am," Andre said as he walked to the bed.

Andre immediately dropped his body onto the mattress—tringrep. Linger in the bathroom really makes his body limp, plus the pain that still tickles the stomach.

"Have you eaten wrong, my mother?" irma asked while twitching Andre's back.

"Eitherway. But, I don't think I'm eating anything weird."

"Babies are banded, yes! Let's get a little muted."

Irma moved on, picking up the p3k box that was stored in the nightstand. Then, bring the eucalyptus oil and smash it into Andre's stomach. Not yet finished, Andre suddenly woke up and ran back to the bathroom.

Finally, their first night was only spent by Andre back and forth to the bathroom and only improved after taking stomach pain medication. Irma also very painstakingly scolded Andre, until the man fell asleep.

"That's how my husband had to go back and forth to the bathroom." Irma looked at the man who had fallen asleep from exhaustion. "A good sleep. Hopefully later when you wake up, the pain is gone," continued Irma while landing a kiss on Andre's forehead, then enveloped Andre's body. "Basar Tarzan," he muttered in a twinkle, looking at Andre's tarzan-like body.

Irma, who still uses a dress, chose to clean her body that was very sticky before joining sleep with her husband. Slowly, he got out of bed, then went to the bathroom.

After her body was refreshed, Irma went back to bed. Sleeping with the man who is already her husband. Stretch the muscles that have been very exhausted by this day's events that are very draining.

***

In the early hours of the morning, Irma was awake. She recalled Andre's condition, afraid that her husband would again feel pain. However, his movements were locked by the sleeping Andre while hugging him very tightly. Slowly Irma, tilting her body, made the two face each other. The woman looked at the face of the husband who was still closed.

"It looks like you've improved," muttered Irma with eyes that could not be separated from the face that was so soothing.

"Am I handsome?" ask Andre without opening his eyes.

"Eh, are you awake too? How's stomach? Does it still hurt?" asked Irma, without answering Andre's question.

"Thanks to the beautiful woman who took care of me with love and affection, now I've improved." Andre opened his eyes with a smile. "Thank you for taking care of me" continued Andre.

"It is my duty as a wife to take care of my sick husband."

"But I have not fulfilled my duties as a husband, which have troubled you. I'm sorry, because the belly that didn't support our first night is too bad." Andre kissed Irma's hand. He felt guilty and afraid that Irma would be disappointed in him. "I'm sorry to disappoint you" he said again, full of regrets.

Irma clasped the hand that was holding her hand and kissed her.

"You never let me down. On the contrary, you always make me happy. Thank you," Irma said with a look that never diverted from Andre's face.

And so is Andre. Without getting bored, he continued to look at the face of his lover. Irma's face seemed to be a magnetic pole that continued to pull her to continue to approach.

"There is still time before dawn. Do you want to continue the warm-up session that was delayed?" said Andre with a smile.

His face was getting closer to Irma's.