The Married With Teacher
Responsibilities

...Warning 21+ !!!...

It took a few minutes for Mr. Gery and Ghea to get to his house. The two agreed not to return to Papa Dika's house, if they did not want the two parents to worry about the son with the corner of the injured lip.

Ghea did not understand at all with the two guys who suddenly seemed to be deliberately looking for trouble.

Picking up the P3K box inside the room drawer, Ghea grimaced softly as her slightly bluish wrist slammed against the edge of the table.

"Why?" Mr. Gery, who was sitting on the corner sofa, asked. Worry, of course, about the girl.

Ghea closed the desk drawer. "Why not." Then walked over while carrying the medicine box in his hand. "Here I treat your wounds first" said Ghea as he opened the lid of the medicine box he had stored on the nightstand.

Take a cotton swab and pour some alcohol on the cotton. Ghea treated Mr. Gery's wound at the corner of his lips.

"Ac ..." And Mr. Gery couldn't, if not strangled hard when the cotton touched the wound on the corner of his lips. Though the new Ghea also attached the tip. Not really stressing the cotton. You spoiled Mr. Gery.

"Slowly, Ghe. Confirm."

Then Ghea lowered her hand. "We're going to the doctor, yuk, Mas!" Can't help it if Ghea has to treat her husband's wounds. Especially Mr. Gery who continues to grimace.

"Got no. You're the one who obeyed!" Mr. Gery refused. Honestly, the guy really hated the building that always dominated the white. I don't know, Mr. Gery always dislikes the aroma of drugs that always smell sharp into his sense of smell.

"But I can't hear Mas Gery who is like a gini" said Ghea sitting next to the man. Tilting his seat before then trying again to stick the cotton that was still in his hand at the corner of his lips.

"Aw!" Mr. Gery is back strangled.

"I haven't been medicated yet, Mom. It's still willing," said Ghea frowning. His hands hang right in front of Mr. Gery's lips.

"Oh no, huh?" said the guy back grimacing softly. "Silver, Ghe."

"How serious? Go to the doctor, yuk!"

"So. Don't have. Here you try slowly, yes, cure the wound!" pinta Pak Gery who then with a slow motion Ghea treated the wound at the corner of the lips of the man.

...**...

"Eh, Mas, by the way, why is Chacha the same Inspiration there too, huh?" ghea asked while rubbing her wet hair, coming out of the bathroom.

After having finished treating Mr. Gery's wounds along with the drama-drama lebay the husband, Ghea went to the bathroom to do the ritual. "They're dating?" continue then. Then Ghea stood in front of the dressing table. Combing her hair while looking at her in the mirror.

Mr. Gery who was sitting on a mattress while his back was leaning on the head of the bed, his eyelashes softened. "Don't know." And that was the only answer from Ghea's husband.

Ghea turned. The hand that was combing her wet hair even reflexively stopped. "Do you not know?" The leg of the girl approached Mr. Gery and sat on the edge of the bed next to the legs of the husband who was relaxed.

Mr. Gery bent his right leg. Uphold her seat and take the comb from Ghea's hand. Twisting both shoulders of the girl to turn her back. Mr. Gery combed Ghea's long black hair. "Why are you going to be a gini, anyway?" ask Pal Gery later.

"I don't want to, Mom. It's just weird. Why is Chacha the same as Mas Ilham?"

Without stopping the movement of his hand combing, Mr. Gery voiced again. "Ilham likes Chacha" Gery told Ghea. "It's not cold with her hair?"

Ghea reflex turned. Facing Mr. Gery with an open jaw. Not to answer the question from the husband, but Ghea did not believe what was said if Ilham liked Chacha. "Mas Ilham likes Chacha?" Mr. Gery's shoulder is poking. "Since when?"

"Don't know. I'm just nebak doang." Mr. Gery said. She combed Ghea's hair from the front. It is more accurate that the two face each other. One hand Mr. Gery combed Ghea's hair while the other hand the guy used to touch his cheek.

Ghea quiet. The girl didn't ask any more. He just rubbed his eyelashes repeatedly. Seeing Mr. Gery's eyes looking at him was very intense, making Ghea gulp his saliva cheekily.

Because of that gaze, Ghea knew, what kind of gaze Mr. Gery was giving her.

"Udah, ah. Instead of talking about other people, talk about us!" saith. And the hand that was cupping Ghea's cheek, Mr. Gery turned it to the back of his neck.

Ghea's throat was getting dry. Like there was a seed that stuck it. "Mas." sighing Ghea moved one shoulder as Mr. Gery's hand massaged his nape filled with sensual pressure.

"Hit ..." Mr. Gery muttered as his head passed over the side of Ghea's body to store the comb on the nightstand. And when the cheeks of the two touched each other, Ghea held her breath. Only his two eyes continued to soften.

It took Ghea a few seconds to hold her breath until Mr. Gery's body was sitting back straight in front of her. "I'm not okay yet, you're holding your breath." Mr. Gery chuckled amusedly at Ghea's innocent face.

"Huh?"

"Ghe, can I ask for a ration tonight?"

"Huh?" Again Ghea just muttered. I don't know where his brain is. Besides, why did Mr. Gery ask him first? Usually it is just a bump. Makes Ghea embarrassed herself, right? Look at his face that was already feeling the heat. Like burnout.

As far as Ghea was concerned, she neither nodded nor shook her head. However, the boy's lips had already devoured his lips together with one hand remaining at the nape of the neck and the other hand cupping one cheek.

Without releasing the link of his lips, Mr. Gery laid Ghea's body. Then the guy climbed on top of her body.

Removing the link of his lips, Gery turned to crawl Ghea's jaw down to his neck. Then one hand rubbed the side of Ghea's body from top to bottom.

Ghea looked up at her face with her two open eyes staring at the ceiling. Giving her husband access to continue to provide red traces under her chin. Ghea sighed resignedly. The delicious taste comes at the same time. Make the center of his body down there wet. Especially when Mr. Gery's hand goes in there. Swiping it gently before her index finger touched and then twisted something that made Ghea's lips dry because it continued to emit extreme sounds.

"You're so wet, Ghe," Mr. Gery said. Without keeping his index finger away from Ghea's pleasure center. It was also with Mr. Gery who gave the distance between his eyes and Ghea's. To see the look on his wife's face.

Ghea did not speak of her husband. His feelings were too focused on the pleasure that spread in the veins of his body. Making Ghea feel her blood flow was like a swift swish as she puffed out her chest and tightened both her thighs. Ghea achieved her first release.

Mr. Gery smiled faintly and then pulled his index finger from inside Ghea's pajama pants. "Likes?" Mr. Gery's question clearly made Ghea nod in both eyes closed. Feeling the remnants of his release in a still irregular breath.

Mr. Gery rose from above Ghea. The guy passes a black t-shirt through the head. Then open the knuckle-cloth pants hooks to leave the pants in the room that still cover the mound of passion that has been holding it.

Ghea couldn't seem like anything. The girl was lying down with her two eyes closed. But not sleeping. Faintly Ghea felt the movement of Mr. Gery who climbed the mattress. Then the man's hand opened all the buttons of Ghea's sleeping pajamas patterned with cherry blossoms from the top until it was all released and then his hand cupped one of Ghea's chest which was still blocked by black lacy cloth.

"Massshhhhh ..." Ghea puffed her chest again when Gery turned Ghea's chest peak with her thumb and index finger before she lowered her face to give amused bites in the area.

Mr. Gery knows, that's the sensitive part of Ghea. Therefore Mr. Gery did it to re-ignite the passion of the wife.

Freeing the brownish-red chest peak, Mr. Gery straightened his back. However, when Mr. Gery will open the cloth cover center itself that has been tightened. His phone vibrated on Ghea's side pillow.

Both of Ghea's eyes reflexively opened when Mr. Gery clucked loudly looking at the name listed on the handpone screen.

"Why, Mas?" Ghea asked with both eyebrows linked.

Mr. Gery did not answer Ghea's question. But instead grabbed his phone and turned off the phone call from Adi.

Mr. Gery continues his action on Ghea. However, damn. The phone is back vibrating. With Mr. Gery who returned frustrated. His passion was about to be released immediately.

"Just say it, Mom!" Ghea gave advice. Which was directly approved by Mr. Gery through the movement of his hand that took a mobile phone.

"Why?" Mr. Gery immediately replied when the phone was stuck in his ear while descending from above Ghea and sitting next to Ghea who was lying down. Then pull the blanket with one hand. Covering his lower body that only used a cloth cover in its center and the entire body of his wife of course.

"Lo said he was bullied by thugs, Ger?"

Mr. Gery clucked. "Yes. Why emang?" It sounded so lazy the guy replied. That's vivid. His head was dizzy from holding something in the center of it.

Ghea tilted her body to face Mr. Gery who was leaning on the hearboad while holding the blanket under her chin. Then Ghea looked at the guy who had restored his hair that was slightly soaked by sweat to the back.

"But why are you?"

"Lo call me just want it to doang?" Mr. Gery's eyes glanced at Ghea's face then smiled as Ghea gave a sweet smile to him.

"Yes. Fine me. My cousin is understanding." Across there Adi chuckles.

"Sad. What understanding cousin? Elo interrupt!" mr. Gery said in a super duper tone.

"Emang elo again paan to say I'm disturbing? Again you want a release?"

Oh, it's so annoying that Mr. Gery heard Adi's words. "Ck. Huh huh? I'm closed!" Before pressing the red icon on his phone, Mr. Gery had heard Adi who was laughing at the other end.

"Adi shit!" he cursed while throwing the sophisticated object next to his body. Then go back to Ghea to continue her work that was delayed.

When Mr. Gery's eyes saw Ghea's face, the man growled in annoyance. Because the guy saw Ghea's eyes closed quietly and regular breathing. It seems like Ghea is asleep.

..."Ghe ..., baby!" Mr. Gery called. I hope Ghea hasn't really slept. However, it seems that Ghea had a beautiful dream because she did not open her eyes....

Mr. Gery is frustrated. This past night he had to go solo?

"Gara Adi, nih, ah. Damn it, son. What is the rich cousin?" as Mr. Gery's phone returned to vibrate, the man clucked irritably and grabbed his phone. Unlock one incoming message from his goddamn cousin.

Adi

Tomorrow night I'm just as beautiful as my fiancee.

...TBC...

I won't say anything else.

Seizies

Kang cites amateurs