Grasping Taste

Succeeded

Word came home from the office, straight up the stairs looking for his wife. When opening the door of his room, Aruna was performing the Magrib Salat.

The man who now smiled thinly began to slow his movement so that Aruna worship was not disturbed.

He spread his sticky body slowly on the mattress with an irregular position. With both arms bent as a cushion, Sabda wanted to close his eyes for a moment. Tired after a day busy with work, making the Word not difficult to fall asleep.

"Mas Sabda." call Aruna in a soft voice. The residence of the Word makes Aruna know if the Word is really asleep. For a moment he sat beside the Word that was still closing his eyes.

"Why don't you take a shower, Mom? " grunts Aruna, she knows the Word will not hear her scolding.

He gave time for the Word to let go of fatigue. Aruna left, wanting to make dinner. But, the big hand was coiled around the small waist and held it back so as not to move away.

"Mas Word's... " Aruna looked over with a smile. The word looked at him sharply, a longing gaze that wanted to be vented.

The man with loving eyes pulled Aruna's arm until the tiny body fell on her chest.

Nervousness began to spread in Aruna's body. In fact, strange hisses began to wildly develop along his body. Still with the same feeling as the soft grip of the sturdy arm held it.

Sabda began to kiss the top of his woman's head. The man's heart started pounding feeling a tumultuous and passionate sense.

Still timidly Aruna could only obey, letting the Word do what he wanted to do despite the nervousness back ambushing him.

"A-I.takut." said Aruna softly as Sabda began to kiss her. Smash it greedily. The girl tried to say how she felt.

"Slowly." she stopped the movement of her husband. Sabda then flipped and overstretched his wife's small body.

The man with foggy eyes and full of desire understood. The Word no longer answered, but his movements that changed with gentleness meant that the passionate man who was passionate understood.

They spent several hours, to sip the beauty of love. Give each other the pleasure to express the love of every halal touch.

"I love you, Aruna." - Exhilarated the Word with great emphasis when the release of all his desires gave a sense of pleasure that tiara tara.

"I love you too. "replies Aruna, though her body crumbles with a little pain left in the core. But, Aruna was still smiling, every touch of tenderness her husband gave her described a lot of love that eroded the pain for the first time.

For a moment both fell asleep. That huge body hugged Aruna's petite body possessively.

The word Megantara, the man who made Aruna fall in love to the deepest. She felt her life was so perfect when she was with the man who was currently embracing her so tightly.

Small movements make the Word awaken. Aruna tried to let go of her hand, but the man did not budge. He still wants to feel the warmth with his woman.

"Mas I'm hungry, I have to cook for dinner." said Aruna made Sabda open both eyelids.

The man just looked at Aruna, until his wife's face again blushed, "You're so sexy" said Sabda, he still imagined how perfect Aruna gave their first night.

Aruna did not reply, she was still embarrassed by what had happened. His face was hot every time he saw the gaze of the Word that was full of happiness.

"Where are you going, honey?" ask Sabda as Aruna starts to sit down. He seemed to have not accepted ending it all.

"We're eating out, yuk!" take the Word so excited. He did not know how his wife felt.

"Mas will help you to the bathroom." Sabda again put on his boxer and will lift Aruna's body.

"Mas has seen it all!" word said as he looked doubtfully at Aruna's gaze.

The word holds Aruna. As he had felt at the peak of their heat struggle, the splattered blood spots now dyed the cream-colored sheets.

Aruna came out of the bathroom wailing, looking for the presence of the Word. But the man was no longer in the room.

After changing, Aruna sat down at her dresser. Staring at his face that had met red again when he remembered the incident earlier. She was no longer a virgin, it felt like there was something different that she felt after this.

"Darling, is it over?" The direct word gawked in with the body still wet and a towel wrapped around the waist.

Aruna did not answer, he was still amazed to see the body strapping with hard muscles that were so adoring. Once again she blushed, the sigh was again felt when she saw the sexy body of her husband.

"Why? Want again?" tanya Sabda seemed to catch him doing something embarrassing.

Sabda picked up the t-shirt and put it on" Mas Sabda why not inside instead, si?" rutuk Aruna as Sabda opened the winding towel in front of him.

"Relatedly, Honey. You have seen everything" said Sabda while finishing changing clothes.

He also approached Aruna who was busy commenting on him. Meanwhile, his wet hair was still darkened with a towel.

"Let's hurry, I help dry her hair" Sabda continued to help rub Aruna's hair with a towel. While Aruna started to turn on the hairdryer. The man looked so excited with a twinkle on his face after his biological needs were channeled with satisfaction.

Sedan cars veer between food vendors on the roadside. Eleven o'clock at night makes them unable to choose where to eat. Finally they decided to go to a group of street vendors who were shallow.

"We'll just buy soto, will we?" ask Aruna before they get out of the car. Sabda simply nodded, he was indeed not a picky eater.

"You okay, way there? Or did I just call them to bring him here? " ask Sabda, he was worried that his wife was still feeling ill.

"We just go there, while enjoying the atmosphere" said Aruna then got out of the car. Sabda grabbed the jacket on the back bench. Get ready if Aruna feels cold because it is winter.

They chose to sit down, before Sabda hung her jacket on Aruna's small shoulder to make Aruna welcome him.

"Have message?" tanya Sabda chose to sit next to his wife.

"I ordered the same" Aruna said with a smile.

The thing that Sabda liked was Aruna's sweet attitude. Aruna was a woman who was full of gentleness despite her occasional attitude so resolute with her choice.

From a distance, a pair of eyes watched them. As if convincing the truth about the figure he was seeing at this moment. A figure he had not seen for many years but still filled the recesses of his heart.