HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

Seductresses

My husband took my hand down the stairs, saying goodbye to Riani to go for lunch for a while.

"Titip boutique first, yes, Ni."

"Yes, Sa."

I got out of the boutique and got in the car with my husband, we headed to a Japanese restaurant not far from here, only about five minutes south of the boutique.

We chose a seat at the very corner and close to the window, this is like my favorite corner when visiting any restaurant or cafe.

A waitress in a black uniform with a red complexion approached us, gave us a menu book and waited for us to choose. She wears a super mini skirt with a very tight top to show her sexy curves, smooth legs and looks to wear high heels measuring ten centimeters, the shoulder-length blonde hair made her look seductive.

Every now and then the woman looked at my husband with a strange look, like a machine scanning the stuff in front of her, staring intently at my husband without blinking.

"Ehem." I cleared my throat, making the woman surprised and realized that there was a female figure who was giving men that he was watching carefully.

Honestly, I myself really dislike if there are other women's eyes that admire my husband too much, as much as I am normal, I also have a great jealousy.

After selecting a few menus, my husband handed over the menu book again and the waiter left in front of us.

"Servant, it seems interested in you, Honey," I said, throwing my face away.

"really? maybe it's just your feelings" he replied.

"Huh, he even forgot to blink when he saw you." I'm a little upset.

"That's the risk of having a husband as handsome as me, dear," she said in a proud tone, smiling little at my grim face.

"Huh, it turns out you also like it if secretly noticed so, yes." I'm thieving.

"Everybody likes to get attention. Never mind, if you don't like us eating here, I'll gladly invite you to move to another restaurant" he said.

"I already ordered food, I'm going to the toilet first" I said, standing up and leaving my husband sitting staring out the glass window.

I saw the maid who had just been serving us whispering with her fellow servants, occasionally pointing at the table we were at.

I tried to be ignorant and not care, then approached them and asked where the toilet was. They pointed a hallway toward the back of the kitchen.

After urinating and getting back in my clothes, I walked back to the dining table.

From a distance, I saw two women taking turns carrying our orders to the table in front of my husband. I stood watching, waiting for them to finish setting the dish on the table.

The woman dropped a spoon, she picked it up on her back to my husband, a miniskirt just a few centimeters long under his butt, slightly exposed, revealing the contents inside. However, my husband did not seem interested in seeing the teaser.

"Sorry, Sir. I accidentally dropped it, I'll get you a new one" said the waiter as he stroked the back of my husband's hand, quickly shaking the woman's naughty hand.

"Heh, you're polite, yes!" snapped my husband with a look of annoyance.

"Eh, sorry, sir. Sorry," said the waiter, terrified for a moment. He passed away with a red face.

Ah, you don't know who you're dealing with, miss seductress. He is a lion, a hungry lion. But he is not easily conquered by just feeding a piece of meat.

I walked up to my husband, pretending I didn't know what was going on.

"What's up, Honey?" I asked casually, while sitting in my knee-length dress.

"Well, I don't like this place."

"Why indeed?" my many.

"Oh, it's okay. Let's eat, before my appetite is gone," he said with a deep sigh, sipping a glass of orange juice.

"Did the maid tease you?" tananyaku fishing.

"He didn't just tease me, he .... Ah, that's it."

"He why?" I looked at him with a curious face. But he did not respond, continuing to eat first with his face bent.

Some of the menu ordered was not spent, either because he was full or he had lost his appetite, he just tasted it a little.

After eating, we headed to the cashier's table to pay.

"Can I call this restaurant manager?" ask my husband to a young man sitting in front of a computer screen.

"What's up, yeah. It's best to talk carefully first if there are complaints, before going straight to our manager, sir," said the cashier.

"No, I'd like to talk to him right away. I don't have much time, quickly call," my husband ordered in an increasingly raised tone of voice.

I held his arm while stroking him, trying to calm him who was devoured by emotions, it seemed he did not want to accept a mistake, no matter how small it was.

Suddenly a middle-aged man came out of a room near the cashier's desk. He seemed to rush over to us, his face worried.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wijaya. What exactly is going on until the master yells?" asked the man in black with hair that has been neatly combed, it looks like he is the manager of this restaurant.

"Ba, fine, sir. Forgive my carelessness in this matter."

"If until I see a waiter who is being disrespectful and trying to be a teaser, then I will not hesitate to close this restaurant. Listen up!"

"Good, Sir. Well, forgive our mistake, we promise we'll fix it." The manager of the resto rubbed the sweat that poured from his forehead, he looked very worried and scared.

With quick steps, my husband took my hand out of the restaurant. I just followed her steps up to the car, I don't have the guts to interfere in matters like this.

We entered the car, he was silent for a moment before starting the car engine, I thrust a bottle of mineral water at him.

"Drink first, Honey. Don't be too hard on others, it should all be good to talk about" I said carefully, I'm afraid of mispronouncing if he was in an emotional state.

"Such humans are the destroyers of other people's lives, why are servants acting so miserably? seduce a rich man, fuck him, then rob him of his fortune?"

"Of course, what you do will be a lesson to them. Now we go back to the boutique first," I asked as I clasped his hand.

The car drove slowly to the boutique, he did not go back to his office, but entered the boutique first.

"Not straight back? you're not doing a job, Honey?" my many. He sat on the sofa and patted her on the thigh, hinting that I should sit on her lap.

"I prefer my current job" he replied smiling.

"What job?"

"Thumbles every time."

"Huh, already. Go back to the office, Joe must have been looking for you, Honey."

"I'll be back, if you give me ten minutes as dessert."

"Don't fuck around, we're at the boutique, Honey." I shifted my body from his lap, but he made me sit facing his body instead.

"I can't stand to see you like this" she said as she stroked my face, slipping the child behind my ear.

"You must've been tense since you saw the waitress teasing you, right?"

"No, there's nothing more seductive than you."

"Lied!"

"Really, I'll prove it."

He brought our bodies closer to nothing, kiss after kiss rained down on my face, his naughty hands started playing, stroking every inch of skin on this body.

"We'll continue later, Honey. Please, not now." I pushed his chest.

"Ah, you know what it's like, honey. It's like it's been flying up high, not until the summit's been blown away, sick but not bleeding."

"I promise you, we'll do it later."

"Alright, don't blame me if you can't breathe. That would be a punishment for making me postpone this afternoon."

"Alright, alright. Come on, I'll get you to the front."

I tidied my hair and clothes that were destroyed because of his actions, I pushed his body out of my room and drove him to the front door.

"I'll pick you up at three, honey." He got into the car leaving the shop.

Hah, it was a relief to see that the starving tiger was gone. At least I'm good this afternoon. Business later, yeah thought later.

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