Best Defense

Wonderful Circle's

"Wheel off, baby?" Sean's voice standing in the doorway diverted me from the dusty, high-heeled shoes I was wiping with a clean washcloth.

I straightened my body while holding on to the edge of the wooden table in the kitchen and smiled at him. "Yep!" sahutku excited.

I am very excited about the trip this time. After being trapped for a few days in the forest and living like a jungle creature that lives in the wild, finally today we decided to go to the city to refresh ourselves for a moment. Enjoy the beauty of the modern landscape owned by Queensland, take a walk while shopping, and party at the home of the couple Jones, a small, taylor and Samantha are probably busy cooking dishes to welcome us.

Last night, as soon as Sean said we were going to the city today and would be staying overnight at the hotel, I remembered Sam who besides being a 'private therapy' for me in the woods, was, she also served as a cook with Taylor. They are a good couple about cooking. Taylor works as a sous chef at an Italian restaurant. Then, starting from that fact, I specifically asked them to make a Lamington Autralia cake that I had seen while surfing on my phone. From the pictures and descriptions I read, the cake seemed to taste good.

I threw a washcloth into a special basket located near the lower cabinet of the kitchen and grabbed the striking Dior structured bag in the house, then I galloped towards my husband who always looked gallant. He wore a long, ivory-white cotton shirt suit with his arms rolled up to his elbows to show off the veins of his thick arms, and made me dizzy from wanting to pull him back into the room. While at the bottom he wears faded blue jeans and white sneakers that match his shirt. In addition to his slightly dark skin from swimming during the blistering lake yesterday, he still looks awesome. I love this handsome man so much that I feel like I'm going crazy about it. Well, of course, I was 'crazy' before I met him, but not in the same sense. If you know, you know.

I squinted my eyes when I realized he was observing my appearance while holding back a laugh. "Look at you. well, I didn't expect you to have those clothes and bags in this forest" she said, then a soft laugh came out of her mouth.

I lowered my gaze on the little black dress dress that was indeed a little excessive if worn in the forest, but aren't we going to the city? So, I guess I need to show you something extraordinary in my appearance. The fact that we were in someone else's country definitely made me an attractive meal for local spies because of my different looks, so I didn't want to let them down by the careless clothes.

I raised my face, looking up at my husband's sweet face. My eyebrows shot up along with both of my shoulders. "You need to get to know women further, Sean." I replied indifferently. Quickly grabbing his nape, kissing him a little greedy and a little long, then smiling mischievously as our mouths split.

He responded by shaking his head and then moving his hands to form a triangular angle on the side of his body that I returned by inserting one of my arms, then we stepped out.

I pulled my hand off Sean and walked slowly to the car while he locked the door. Approaching the car, I smiled at my sister who was waiting with an unmade annoyance. "Can you guys go faster? I almost died of boredom waiting." - grunts, a bit exaggerated indeed, but that's what my sister looks like.

I chuckled to see her disheveled face, yet her mood was already bad. "Calm down, Mia. You won't die just because of that. After all, everything will pay off once you meet another forest man I believe to be as impatient as you are." I casually teased him. He grunts.

Some days living with us and being an impromptu forest dweller with our other friends, he seemed to really enjoy the atmosphere here. I'm happy that he can take his mind off the problems he's facing, especially when he seems close to Jason. I don't want to go too far into their personal affairs, because so far Mia herself is still focused on the matter. So, I think Jason's presence might make him forget that mayor.

I flinched when Sean patted my ass slowly. "What are you daydreaming about?" he reached out and opened the door for me.

Before stepping into the car, the prank idea of teasing him just crossed my head. I pressed my head forward and whispered in the most sensual tone. "Your tyranny will harden after this." I giggled as his eyes rounded quickly.

He groans. "Franda," Patted my butt once more while biting down on his lower lip. "Come in, before I lift you back into the house, bad girl!"

I immediately obeyed his orders while observing him circling the car until he sat down on the seat next to me, as it was not impossible that he would prove his point. Sean's a dangerous man and washed away all at once. He can push me whenever he wants. To the point that I shuddered in horror but was excited to imagine what would happen if she fucked me on one of the fallen tree trunks. Maybe that's when we can be called real jungle creatures, like Tarzan and Jane.

"Are you ready, Franda?" sean asked as soon as he closed the door. Both of his hands were on the steering wheel.

I lifted my dress skirt slightly up the thigh. "Always ready for you, dear."

Sean glared, but his lips curved beautifully. "Franda..."

My laughter soon came off filling the car and stopped as fast as she came when Mia protested from behind. "Hey, there's someone else here!"

We left immediately after hearing Mia's grunts. Our bodies were shaking in the car due to the wet and soft soil conditions caused by the rain puddles. But then we glided smoothly as we entered the Winton village highway.

Entering the city before proceeding to the Joneses' house, I asked Sean to stop at the cake shop to buy something. I can't possibly meet you empty-handed, can I? I bought three large New York roasted cheesecakes and raspberry candied setoples, not forgetting to take a few bowls of ready-to-eat fruit salad for Maggie, who was dieting.

We arrived at Taylor's and Sam's house at two in the afternoon and fifteen minutes later. I circulated the view on a minimalist Scandinavian-style building painted in light gray. The whole yard was covered with neat Japanese grass, it seemed new to the barbershop, because I saw a pile of grass in the left corner of the wall fence. Some types of ornamental plants neatly arranged along the fence and up to the front entrance of the house. I smiled amused when I remembered the excitement that occurred in Indonesia when the pandemic hit, the shadow of the mothers who had houseplant fever seemed to also occur here. I don't know if Sam really likes plants or not, but that's how I look at his house.

Realizing that things were still quiet, I believe we were the first guests at Taylor and Sam's house. A tired-looking Sam greeted us at the door, wearing an apron and a dishcloth draped over one shoulder.

"Well, once you guys come," he said, hugging me tightly, then doing the same to Sean and Mia, then leading us inside. "Taylor's behavior is like a nightmare." he said as he received the cake I had brought.

"Geez, what's up?" I followed him down the aisle of their dining table.

"Regularly, the man is imitating the behavior of a moron. Really, you'd think he'd entertain a noble if you saw the song. I swear he's cleaned the kitchen three times, even if it's too small to fit any of us tonight."

"I heard, you know," said Taylor, emerging from the archway into the kitchen. "I just want to make sure our house is worth performing, that's all."

"Filo wrap spiced beef sausage contents, actually."

His serious expression made us snicker. Sam threw the dishcloth at him. "Oh, yeah, Gordon Ramsey."

Taylor smothered her and put a sour face on us. "Oh, now you're mocking. Just wait till you taste it, and then we'll see who's gonna laugh." He leaned closer to embrace. "Franda, you look as beautiful as ever. I like your dress, Non."

I smiled as I turned around so she and Sam could observe the red dress and high heels I wore. It is not in vain that I look like this to amaze them because so far it has worked.

Taylor moves in to greet Sean and Mia. "Dude, you're so cool! Are you bored and trying to lure the girls in again?" he muttered while looking at my husband in amazement.

Sean smiled, taking a quick glance at me before replying to Taylor. "Well, it wouldn't be a bad idea if the life-seeking angel wasn't looking at me right now."

"It's good that you're aware." I said quickly while flicking my finger.

Now it's Mia's turn to be Taylor's teasing material. "Mia, my adorable sister-in-law!" She grabbed Mia into his arms. "So are you ready to meet your girlfriend?"

Mia grinned, but a reddish hue appeared on her face, signaling she was blushing. "You're too confident. Sister-in-law? Oh, keep that language away from me." he replied with a little chatter, but we all know he was happy with Taylor's joke.

Twenty minutes later an irregular knock on the front door announced the arrival of Thomas, Matthew and Maggie. They look amazingly harmonious by wearing clothes with matching coral colors.

Matthew was wearing a collared T-shirt paired with tight white shorts and loafers, while Maggie looked especially graceful with an A-line dress and high heels adorning her legs. I knew exactly what he meant when he threw a timid smile at me. Maggie is a bit less smart in choosing something that fits in her body, even though she has a beautiful curve. And it turns out he absorbed everything I told him. I'm not lying, Maggie's really like... Model?

"Whoa! Look at our silent Maggie, what are you doing until she can become Miranda Keer, Matt?" Taylor, again with her nosy train mouth teasing anyone, looked at Maggie with glittering eyes full of praise. Making Maggie's face redden more and more withstanding embarrassment.

"Stop that mouth of yours, Tay!" sam quickly flashed a sharp glare that made Taylor shrink, then immediately smiled as his gaze returned to Maggie. "You're so pretty, girl." she said, hugging Maggie.

"Good, Sam!" chirps Matthew, joking with the cynical highlight made when colliding with Taylor.

When their arms came off, I came forward in Sam's place. "Mags, you are amazing." I muttered sincerely, he is indeed amazing.

"Thank you, Franda. I'm just applying what you taught me." The reply was humbling.

"Oh, no, no. You'll still be amazing in your pajamas."

Fifteen minutes later Jason, the last man to look forward to, he came up with a box of red wine that was greeted by all of us who were gathered with warmth and enthusiasm that was clearly greater than he was. Our gaze seemed to say "can drink freely until satisfied." It's not that we don't like it, we like it, it's just that the view of a box of wine is certainly more interesting to watch than Jason's face.

"Hello, guys!" His voice rang out as he entered the dining room where drinks had been circulated. "How's this group of my favorite people doing?"

"No need to talk to a bunch, Jason. We know what you mean by favorite here is Mia, right?" Maggie, she surprised us with her voice that suddenly sounded sarcastic.

Jason's confident streak was a bit shaky. "Ah, slow down a bit, Mags!" his gerrick.

It's a source of cuteness in our midst that Maggie, the quiet one, could trample Jason's confidence to ruin so easily.

We took turns to embrace him. He still looked relaxed when greeting us, but turned awkward when dealing directly with Mia. "How are you, Mia?" She asked timidly.

Mia nodded, and replied similarly bashfully. "Good,"

Jason invited Mia to sit in the living room while we chose to be in the dining room. Talk about some funny and surprising facts about roosters that don't have genitals, and the actual vanilla scent comes from the extracted ass of beavers, also the fact that there was a man who sneaked into Buckingham Palace to eat cheddar cheese for three minutes then toured the residence of the queen of England. After sitting on the throne and drinking half a bottle of red wine, the man finally came out.

And all those astounding facts came out of Taylor Jones' big mouth.