Cookies & Creams

The Begining

Simon watched Irene move gently in his kitchen, in contrast to his agile and explosive sister Inna. Irene is so gentle but so beautiful. This girl's movements were as beautiful as her face, as Simon's kitchen dancing.

Irene was very beautiful, looking like a Greek goddess who was transformed down into the human world. Her face was petite, her lips reddish her body shorter than Inna's. Obviously Irene who was still a teenager could not rival Inna's perfect adult body.

Simon also did not know what made this girl so attractive in his eyes. Irene was even a child for Simon, besides the fact that her beautiful face like a painting was no other reason to pay attention to her lover's sister.

Irene is 17 years old, 12 years younger than Simon. This girl was also very quiet, Simon rarely spoke to this girl. He only talks when Inna's around.

Inna and Irene are orphans. When Inna accepted Simon as her lover almost a year ago they agreed to live together. Inna brought her sister to live with them, Simon of course did not mind. That was the first time Simon had met Irene. Simon was stunned that second also by the beauty of the teenage girl who introduced Inna as his sister.

Like AbG Labile who is new to love, Simon often notices Irene secretly. Admiring him, it was just admiring how beautiful and beautiful the teenager was in Simon's eyes. Simon knew enough to not flirt with his girlfriend's sister. Simon wasn't such a jerk, at least that's what he thought until that night.

Yes, that night, the night she lost herself was swept away in the charm of a plain teenage girl who didn't even try to tease her. Like an immoral man who doesn't know himself Simon doesn't even know what he's doing. Simon is out of control.

That night the rain was quite heavy outside did not stop the intimate activities of two different people of this type on the topic of sleep. Simon was enjoying the paradise of the world with his lover who moved agile motion on it.

Simon lay in bed enjoying Inna's movements on top of him, enjoying a hot romance with his lover. After a week of busy work visits to Japan, tonight is a long night for them to let go of longing.

Lightning strikes violently, Inna is aghast stopping her movement as the second lightning returns following a bright light illuminating Inna's dark room realizing she must stop

"Simon, stop" Inna suddenly refused, trying to get away from the handsome man with a firm face like a carving below him

"Why?" asked Simon in a hoarse voice of his passion.

"I have to check on Irene" Inna refused with a worried face "Driver, Irene was traumatized by lightning" Inna added trying to break their bond.

Simon doesn't want to stop now, he's almost there and it's definitely torturing him if they stop now. Simon flips Inna's body to quickly lock her up, restraining the girl who intends to leave her.

"It's midnight. Irene had been asleep since. Don't worry" Simon said, making sense.

"But.." Inna was unable to continue her words now, her body betraying her. Inna forgets her sister is currently losing her passion which explodes.

Inna was too lulled by their play to notice a knock from the door. The sound of sighs and rain spots outside disguised the sound of the door being knocked several times from outside.

Simon caught the door open slowly. Simon looked at him in the dark.

Someone was staring at them from behind the open door, a milky-white girl was staring at them with a look of horror.

'Oh! My God cried Simon in his heart

Their eyes met, Simon looked into the eyes of a beautiful almond that was not dim in the darkness. Simon is fixated on a girl as beautiful as the Greek goddess behind a door that clearly bears witness to the hot activities of Simon and Inna. The girl bit her red lips before turning around then as fast as lightning left her place standing.

Simon turned his gaze back towards the girl, looking at the tiny blushing lips. Her black hair that was soaked with sweat stuck to her tiny, milky-white face. Dark almond eyes looked at Simon, before moving closed showing off his plump bulumata.

"Irene?" simon whispered low in disbelief.

"Hmmm, what do you say?" the woman whispered half conscious. It seemed that the woman did not hear clearly what her partner was saying. He's too tired.

The deg!!

Simon's eyes widened perfectly, rubbing rough both eyes. Not the tiny lips she saw but the full lips of Inna, not the long black hair but the messy bright brown strands of Inna before her. Inna closed her eyes of fatigue.

What the..!

With frustration Simon took his hair, obviously Irene who was waiting for him just now. Simon pulls the blanket over Inna. He needs something to cool his brain right now.

'What's wrong with me! how can I imagine his sister Inna' Simon writing to himself.

"Thanks" whispered Inna weakly as Simon enveloped her. Simon lowered his body to kiss Inna's cheek.

"Can you check Irene for me?" pinta Inna was weak, even this girl had already closed her eyes. "Please" Inna added before falling asleep due to fatigue.

Simon put on his sleeping kimono with the origin, a ravenous vertical glass of white water was uttered by his bedside. His mind was screwed up how could he have imagined another reflection?

It's screwed! Irene was very pretty but Simon never even talked to the shy girl. How could it be that tonight he imagined the boy.

His eyes were staring at the open door. It was not her imagination Irene did have time to stand behind the door before running away from there. Simon closed the door of his room from outside stepping into the kitchen, reaching for a glass bottle with yellowish liquid on top of the pantry.

Without mercy Simon stiffened the bitter liquid. Simon stepped out of the kitchen, throwing himself to sit on one of the white couches in his living room. He held this yellowish liquid again, before Simon closed his eyes with his arms.

Her feelings were chaotic, how could she imagine Irene. That girl is like poison to Simon. Like the snare of the devil, and it was hard for Simon to resist. This girl's smile often troubled Simon's heart. Irene never throws a seductive smile, or a mischievous fling but instead the girl's innocence and beauty disturbs Simon's wits.

Simon was still holding a yellowish liquid in his hand. Simon needed to think clearly at the moment, digesting what was happening with his sanity. Simon's vegetables caught the shadow of a low voice in the darkness.

Simon looked around, there was no one in his apartment. Simon walked closer to the source of the sound, the sound of crying restrained. Simon stepped closer to the guest room that was now Irene's room.

The door of the room was not closed completely, Simon could see a petite figure curled up in tears while covering his ears.

"Irene?" call Simon slowly, approaching Irene who was still sobbing in fear on the bed.

"You okay?" simon asked, stroking the long black hair of the frightened girl.

"Simon?" said Irene confusedly, eyes as beautiful as almonds were puffy. Lightning struck once more, Irene jumped in shock and hugged Simon in front of her, hiding in the man's arms.

"I'm here Irene" Simon replied patting Irene on the back soothingly, "Calm down"

Simon swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, this girl clenched him tightly. Simon's heart was pounding so hard, as if it was the first time this close to the opposite sex. It's strange how this fascist can make Simon nervous just by hugging him.

The lightning snatched tightly once again, Simon could feel the stiffening body of Irene in his arms. The next lightning struck again the firmer this girl trembled. Simon remembers Inna's words about lightning and Irene's trauma.

"Calm down, I'm here" whispered Simon, stroking Irene's back, patting her lightly soothe, sharing a sense of comfort. Irene's body was no longer tensing with fear now.

Simon drew a distance at this time, this girl was calmer and the lightning was no longer passing through. It's good that Simom immediately left Irene before the unwanted things happened.

Simon's eyes were locked in Irene's terrified gaze that was still in her arms. Simon watched the girl leaning in his arms. In the dimness of Irene's room this girl still looks beautiful. Just like the one he had a shadow of a while ago.

Out of common sense, Simon moved to erode the distance between him and Irene. Simon kisses soft little lips blushing Irene.

Simon looked at Irene again before peeping at the girl once more, Irene did not turn him down.The girl closed her eyes letting Simon lead the game.

irene felt excited. For the first time Irene felt passion take over her. Irene wasn't sure if this was just a dream or was indeed real, but Irene wished for time to stop this time alone.

✿ Cookies and Cream ✿