THREE MEN AND THEIR PAST
Drifting In Happiness
"Where, honey? Does it still hurt?" randi asked his wife with a finger massaging the lower part of her stomach. It's been about fifteen minutes Randi did the massage. Maybe because it feels comfortable, the newlywed couple, had stopped the chat for a moment because it ran out of talk and focused on the body that was unwinded.
"Udah is kind of delicious, Mas," Eliza replied in a pretty quiet voice. The woman actually felt more than just good taste. But he was still a bit embarrassed if he had to say a word that he thought was quite naughty. However, she was only officially a wife, she did not want to say what would make her feel ashamed. "Are you used to massaging women's bodies?"
getting such a question, just hit Randi's forehead wrinkled. He stared at the face of the woman who was looking at him as well, then Randi's smile grew. "Why? Surely you feel my hand massage is very good huh?"
Instead of answering, Randi even mocked Eliza so that the woman stumbled and chose to cover her face because of embarrassment. Eliza was even about to tilt her body, turning her back to her husband, but her husband swiftly held her back by keeping his hands under her stomach.
Randi's smile was back. "Not to be ashamed, dear. I'm willing to be your masseuse every day, and you're definitely the first to feel my hand massage. Take it easy, I've never touched another woman."
"That thought you touched another woman who, Mas?" Eliza instead looks annoyed to cover up her embarrassment. "My people ask me too."
"Yes, your question means something like that, honey. That's why I said so," Randi did not want to lose. "Wouldn't she get a massage?"
Eliza shook her head, but her name was male, even though she had received a refusal to keep coming and doing the unexpected. Randi put his lips on one of the twin hills of the wife and took a sip. I wanted Eliza to refuse him, but she couldn't do it.
"Mas, aren't you hungry?" eliza asked trying to find a reason to stop her husband's mischief.
"Well, here, again breakfast," Randi's reply sounded even more mischievous.
"Good, Mom! Seriously," Eliza instead looks upset because of Randi's naughty answer earlier.
"Have you seen me holding a cell phone? I ordered breakfast. Maybe just sit back."
"Well, why not say? It's better to eat out" Eliza protested.
"No, eat out at noon. Someone else giggled gini," replied Randi cuek. At the same time, a voice came from outside the room. Randi was sure it must be the food he ordered earlier. Just covering her body with a blanket, Randi rushed down from the bed. Randi forbade the food delivery officer to enter the room because of the condition of Randi and his wife who was not dressed.
"What's right, the time to eat is not wearing clothes," Eliza again felt annoyed. Randi also only commented on a fairly wide smile, while approaching his wife.
"Wear this one," Randi wrapped the blanket she was wearing and wrapped around Eliza's body, while the man did not use anything to cover her body, taking the wife to sit on the sofa, and the woman to sit down, where the food has been served at the table near the sofa.
Seeing Randi who enjoyed the dish without wearing his clothes, Eliza had to shake her head for a moment. "What's the week tomorrow, we're so, same picnic with Randi and the password, Mas?"
"So dong, everyone is ready," replied Randi in between enjoying the dish. "Why, Honey?"
"No why. I just miss the atmosphere of the village, want to quickly go to the village and sell again," replied Eliza.
"We're going to have a picnic for a week, honey. I don't feel good about my customers there either. Almost two months there is a holiday," replied Randi.
Eliza just smiled without any intention of replying to the husband. For a while the atmosphere became quiet as the newlyweds focused on enjoying the dish that was in front of them.
It didn't take long, the breakfast together was over. But the couple was still in the room. Actually Eliza wants to get out of the room and enjoy the atmosphere of the hotel, but Randi always prevents it under the pretext of lunch.
"Which, ask dong again."
"Ask what?" Eliza was confused by her husband's request. Randi smiled while holding his trunk that had been tense.see the behavior of the husband, Eliza to the point of flabbergasted and immediately know with what her husband asked. "But the slow one? It hurts again."
"Ready, dear," Randi replied enthusiastically. The man immediately invited his wife to get into bed and start the game in the second round.
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