CEO JEWELRY'S MATCHMAKING

BALI

The journey to Bali was not boring for Yesa. After traveling a long way black sports cars appear to be crossing the Bali Strait and arrive at the Port of Gilimanuk.

Yesa saw a gate that read welcome to bali. The car was still driving and finally arrived in front of the villa.

The villa is truly magnificent, the walls are classic in color along with the supporting pillars. On the front porch there is a garden and several coconut trees. The couple got out of their car and entered the villa.

"My husband, is this really your villa?"

At this time, Yesa was laying her head on her husband's lap. Her hair was also gently stroked by her husband.

"Not"

"Who's it then?"

"Our two." After a talk Arya softly kissed his wife's thin lips." My wife, if it's still a long day, what would you like to do?"

"I don't know." Yesa sat down from her position." All my life I've only come to Bali for the first time, but at this time I just want to take a walk on the beach alone."

"That's all?" Arya asked the girl she was asking just nodded her head.

"Why is that?"

Arya silently did not pierce but her forehead shriveled, her two eyeballs twisting, as if thinking of something. Then in an instant he got up from sitting while grabbing his wife's hand.

"Hey, why did you pull my hand?"

I don't know what Arya was thinking, that afternoon he took his wife to all the places he had never been to. He took his wife to look at the display at the Sukowati market. Stroll in the art market located on the outskirts of Kuta beach and do not forget he bought one beach hat and Balinese bracelet.

Seeing that Yesa was having trouble wearing her bracelet, Arya helped wrap the bracelet in her hand.

"Funny ya hihi... Thank you dear."

Sweetheart! Degh, Sweetness. Inner Arya while smiling along with her sharp gaze was dazzling.

"Oh!" Somehow Yesa was always amazed when she saw this rare expression from her husband's face.

Aaaah! The boy's look if he smiles again.

While Arya when she realized her face was noticed. He immediately threw away his face. The girl just smiled again, after which she walked back down the beach, one hand held tightly by her husband.

Just walking a few meters, he stopped when he saw some bikes lined up neatly on the beach. Which seems specifically reserved for visitors who attend there.

"My husband, look at that." Arya looked over

"You want to bike ?"

"Yes, why not? Anyway our trip to the villa is quite far."

"I can't ride a bike" replied quickly "Better, we'll just walk." Not just advice but supplication as soon as his eyes speak.

"Huh?" Yesa was surprised "It turns out that cold boy like you, can't ride a bike either huh ? hehee"

"What's? the kid? You!" Arya immediately bit his wife's lower lip in anger.

"My husband why? You're ashamed, aren't you? Hehe "

Yesa was even more seductive with her face. The man in question only threw his face away, his ears reddened.

My wife if you dare to taunt me with your cute face in one more time. You're gone tonight.

Instead of Arya talking in her heart, Yesa half-running, hurriedly approached one of the neatly lined bikes.

"Get it." Yesa patted the back seat, telling her husband to sit there.

"Didnuts!" Arya threw away her face, in the sense that she refused outright. He was so angry in his heart.

Ms. Yesa photographed her husband's face secretly.

At a time like this, a person so cold as this could look like a child. His face now. It is hard to make people believe that he is a President.. Sometimes he is also sweet.

"Come on.." Yesa seduced her face towards the spoiled while biting at the thin tip of her lower lip.

My wife ran out on you tonight. As soon as Arya's eyes spoke. Although not willing he stepped forward and sat behind his wife with a pouting face.

"My husband, hold on tight." Arya immediately wrapped both of her hands around his wife's waist.

"My husband are you ready?"

"Yes"

"Ouch! Why is this so heavy ? Husband,

"What?" Arya was angry "Basar is chatty!"

"Hishihi"

That's how it ended up, during the journey Yesa continued to tease her husband. There was no sunset on the horizon. Although heavy, but she managed to bring her husband to the villa.

*****

Night

Yesa was stunned to see the choppy beach in front of her room upstairs. Beautiful so natural, when the night wind hit his face he inhaled air while closing his eyes.

"What is my wife doing?" Arya asked as she hugged her wife from behind, dropping her head on her shoulder, her cheeks touching each other.

"I miss both my parents." Sahut Yesa his view can not be separated from the beautiful waves at night. Arya just silently looked at his wife with a rapture as her two eyeballs had already dropped tears.

"Have not cried. My wife, they must be happy up there." Arya spoke in a soft voice that won the heart. Slowly the girl stopped her crying. Seeing his lips smile back he asked "My wife, are you tired?"

"Lumayan, but my hands and feet hurt, why?"

"Once you go, come with me" Arya pulled Yesa's hand to follow her steps towards the bed. 'If you don't make an attack after traveling. Your tiredness will not go away. Sit down." Clap the bed.

"Ah, so yes, fine." Yesa, according to her, occupied the bed that her husband had patted just now. While Arya told her to turn around behind him, the girl was shocked as both of her hands landed on her shoulder.

It's strange why I feel so unsettled.

Yesa murmured inwardly as she felt a gentle massage on her shoulder. The longer it gets the stranger it feels. Like the other parts want to be massaged as well.

"My wife, why are you so nervous?"

"I'm not nervous." He said with trembling lips, as if to kiss her.

"I guessed it was just a massage for you..." Arya smiled mischievously while stopping her massage. "My wife, you better lie down."

"Ba-well." Yesa did the word Arya.

He lay on the bed, straightening his legs. The man smiled mischievously again, his outstretched hand massaging the entire part of his foot with a gentle touch, which the longer it felt more comfortable.

"Ah hurts!" Erang Yesa as Arya's hand twists her ankle.

"Your body is too stiff, just hold it"

"Ah, softer my leg hurts!"

"Jagan shouted, if it was left alone the pain would not go away."

After talking Arya returned to focus on massaging his wife's legs. His handkerchief turned to slowly trace to the area of his thigh.

Why do I feel so strange. I'm getting more nervous. I feel...

Unknowingly Yesa widened her legs, she wanted her sensitive parts to be touched as well. Just now Arya's hand was about to infiltrate her crotch area. He nodded and moved his leg.

"My husband is enough, I'm fine "

"My wife, what's wrong with you? Though I have absolutely no intention to fuck you "

"Then what ?" Directly sitting from his sleep his breath was already heard rising and falling, his energy was also weakening. The reaction of the body that made Arya smile mischievously.

"My wife, if you think dirty like that, then there will be no other choice for me with that dirty thought of yours.''

"Dirty! Whatchu mean?"

Seeing his wife's blushing face Arya snatched her lips, kissing her passionately. One hand had entered into a nightgown, he was squeezed and then kissed his chest until it was red.

"Sheem."

"My wife, open your eyes, look at me." Yesa slowly opened her eyes her pushy gaze, her face growing red.

"My wife you're so sweet, it's been a long time I've wanted to see this beautiful expression of your face, this look of yours I like so much."

Seeing Yesa smiling shyly Arya kissed back her thin lips, then down her neck while her hands infiltrated her feminine area.

Ughhhh..

This time Arya was already on top of Yesa's body, her knees were already resting on both sides of her thighs and her face was approaching

"My wife I love you." Arya whispered softly near Yesa's ear and bit her.

"Well!"

And finally this girl was only able to grip her husband's fingers. Enjoying her increasingly strong and long-lasting body. While occasionally he enjoys a lick that creeps on the neck and then bitten by his ear. Groaning after groaning began to sound late into the night...