(Not) Old Friday

Repeating Again

The designer closed his laptop, that day he was not very concentrated on his work. At the meeting, she was shadowed by Nayla. Fortunately there was Angga whom he could always rely on.

Now she is holding her chin up with her hand while imagining Nayla. It felt like he wanted to quickly pick up Nayla and bring her home.

"Jeez, from this morning until now still a smile" said Angga.

The design rests its back on the chair. She is deeply in love with Nayla.

"The romance has been cut off this duren."

The design did not catch the words of Angga, he just smiled while remembering the beautiful moment last night.

"No, now it's mrs. Why didn't you realize the marriage."

"Yes, you're right. Unfortunately I just met Nayla."

Angga sat in front of the desk while handing over some files. "Next month there is a dinner invitation, for the event of launching new products in Mighty Company."

"You're the one who came" said Reka while retrieving the files.

"I can't. My wife gave birth this month. You came with your wife. Introduce them to your beautiful and young wife. Proud to not be an old virgin."

The designer nodded his head. That's also true of Angga's words. "Yes, I'll take Nayla. You remind me again the schedule, because I forgot that it's still a long time ago."

"A very forgetful habit."

"Now all I remember is Nayla." The designer stood up and put on his suit. "It's time to pick up Nayla. Later if there is an important report you send by e-mail just let me check at home."

"Buck you now."

The design did not respond to Angga's words anymore. He took his car keys and cell phone and walked out of the room and into the elevator. After arriving at the ground floor, he headed towards the parking lot.

He can't wait to meet his wife. After getting into the car, Reka immediately drove her car to the Nayla campus. It just so happened that the street wasn't too jammed.

In just 15 minutes he had arrived in front of the Nayla campus. As usual, he was waiting in the parking lot.

The smile expanded as he saw Nayla walking closer towards him.

"Would you go home or have lunch?" ask Reka while opening the car door for Nayla.

"Go home, Mas. I'm tired, sleepy too." replied Nayla while sitting in the front seat.

"okay." Get in the car and sit in the driver's seat. After that the car drove away from the campus Nayla.

"I fell asleep in class." Nayla said as she put her lips together.

The designer laughed. "Keep you're kicked out of class?"

"Fortunately not caught." Nayla took a long breath. "For Mas Reka, my body feels sore as well."

"It's a while until my house is lit" said Reka with a view that focuses on the streets that afternoon.

"Ih, mode." Nayla takes her eyes off of Reka. Remembering the scene last night made his chest pound again.

The designer smiled again and grabbed Nayla's right hand. Swiping the back of Nayla's hand with her thumb.

Especially when suddenly Reka kissed the back of his hand, Nayla's chest was like electrocuted. It was so sweet of her husband. Although without any romantic words but the treatment is already able to make it melt.

Reka turned to Nayla for a moment and smiled. It made Nayla want to lean on Reka's shoulder.

The view remains focused on the road that remains one more turn until. He let Nayla lean on his shoulder and gave him comfort.

"Till to baby." They stopped the car in the yard and then they got down and went inside the house.

"Nayla, Reka, if you haven't eaten yet. I just finished eating." said Bu Lela who had just left the dining table.

Nayla and Reka kiss the back of Bu Lela's hand.

"Nayla's still full, ma'am. Had eaten in the canteen. Make a plan if I want to eat, I'll accompany."

"I also happen to have eaten after the meeting. I'm going to the dressing room first." The designer stepped towards the room that Nayla followed.

"Design to not go back to the office?" ask Nayla, because sometimes Reka does return to the office if there is an important job.

"No." The designer drew Nayla's hand and immediately closed the door to her room. "I want to sleep with you." The designer took off the bag that was on Nayla's shoulder and placed it on the table.

"Sleep really?"

The designer smiled meaningfully and sat Nayla by the bed. "Yes, after putting something to sleep that wakes up."

Nayla just stared at the two shady netra Reka. He seemed to be hypnotized by that look.

Design's hands began to open one by one the buttons of Nayla's shirt without permission. After all the buttons were open, he traced the smooth skin with his fingers.

Nayla just closed her eyes while slightly looking up to feel the softness of Reka's fingers touch.

"I want you, now." The design kissed gently Nayla's slightly open lips. Sipping it in the increasingly wild. He slowly pushed Nayla's body to the top of the bed.

Reka took off her pagutan, she looked into my eyes Nayla while gently rubbing Nayla's cheeks. "I feel like I want to keep repeating the scene last night."

"Ih, Mas The perverted design continues."

"Father with his own wife. The first few months later, the intention was to go on." one hand Reka snuck behind Nayla's back and removed the hook.

Nayla just resignedly accepted Reka's treatment. Honestly, he really enjoyed every touch of the design. "Hmmm, Mas Design." Nayla is increasingly unable to control her body movements when her fingers have stopped at the core of Nayla. Give him stimulation to get wetter.

"Darling, I'm in now, huh? It's wet with you." The designer immediately undid all his clothes, then he slightly lifted Nayla's body to lie in the middle of the bed. He positioned his hips between the open pa ha Nayla. He snapped himself strong enough to make Nayla squeal restrained.

The two of them looked at each other closely, feeling the pleasure that was increasingly spread throughout the body with breathless breath and a de lawful voice that was mutually simple.

Nayla further wrapped her hands around Reka's neck. Feel every blow Risa who increasingly made him intoxicated and floated in the air. The pain is fading away that has been replaced with matchless pleasure.

"I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you." whispered Reka by Nayla's ear. It sounded very sexy with a heavy roar of breath.

They increasingly collide until sweat soaks both of their bodies to achieve pleasure that will always be opium.

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