Leaning My Naughty

Lipstick

Satria was still giggling in her room, imagining his wife's behavior this morning. The nurbaya becomes very sweet, pairing her tie. He remembered a few days ago.

“Honey, come here, help me put a tie.” pinta Satria.

“Usually in the pair Mother or Secretary of God, right? Tuh, the Secretary of Gods relax just below.” Nurbaya peeked down from the window, looking at the faithful Secretary of the Gods waiting beside the car.

“Now I'm married, why ask them for help. It's your job.”

“Nak aja, I don't want.” Nurbaya stuck out her tongue.

Not wanting to be late, Satria relented. If he did not hurry, he was guaranteed to bite his tongue.

Satria smiled to herself remembering the incident earlier this morning.

Nurbaya woke up early, she had a bath, it was neat and fragrant. Waking Satria softly even peeked at the young man's cheek. Then prepare the bath water, clothes too.

“Sini, I helped install the tie.” He immediately put a tie on, then put on a suit for Satria.

Satria was still smiling. 'It looks like it's fun too.'

He pressed the button, before long the Secretary of the Gods appeared. “There can I help you with, Young Master?”

“Hm, I want to meet women.”

His ambiguous remark left the Secretary of the Gods confused. “What do you mean, yes, Young Master?” The Secretary of the Gods asked back.

“I mean, I want to meet the female manager, there?”

“Oh, Finance Manager and Personnel Manager are also women and there are still many women, Young Master who would you like?” the Secretary of the Gods scratched his head. He really doesn't understand.

“Hm, call the Finance Manager, have him come to my room.”

“Now?” ask the Secretary of the Gods to make sure.

“Hm,” answered, then shook hands.

'What's up, huh?' The Secretary of the Gods kept thinking.

Before long, an adult woman in knee-length office clothes walked into her room.

“Excuse me, Sir. I'm Wulandari from Finance Manager, how can I help?” ask him politely while looking down respectfully.

Satria remained silent, still staring at the woman. Feeling silent, he glanced at the Secretary of God, while the Secretary was just silently sculpting. He also could not predict the mind of his superior.

Satria plays her index finger to call, the woman glances at the Secretary of the Gods, who in the lyrics nods. The woman finally advanced forward slowly.

Again, Satria still called him by the index finger to get closer. The woman became more anxious.

Their distance was very close, especially when Satria stood up and brought her face closer to the woman's face. He clenched his hands and moved his lips slightly while closing his eyes. With a feeling of anxious expectation.

There was still no movement from Satria, but he could feel the mint breath of the handsome young man. It's getting thumping.

'Does the Director want to kiss me? Oh, my God, what dream did I have last night. If this is a dream, don't wake me up. Let me feel a touch of warm lips from this handsome man.'

Satria cleared her throat then moved her face away, sat back down and stroked her chin.

'Eh?' The woman's face looked disappointed and embarrassed. Ida was very hopeful.

“Hm, the..” Satria touched her own lips. Makes the woman back to pounding.

'Oh, my God, you mean the Director wants permission to kiss me? Cute, don't ask permission, just kiss me directly, I'm really willing.' The girl's eyes twinkled expectantly, as she saw Satria stroking her own lips.

“The red color on your lips is what is it called? I've forgotten? ask Satria.

Eh?! The woman gasped. “What do you mean, Mr Director?” asked the woman, she was completely blank, she still imagined if Satria wanted to kiss her lips.

“That red color on your lips, what's its name?” satria once again made it clear.

“Lipstick, Sir.”

Doaaarr! His heart exploded instantly.

The woman was shocked, Satria did not want a lip kiss with her, but asked for lipstick. That's a pity, it's a smell. The woman was still digesting Satria's words back.

“Alright, Sir. When do you need that lipstick?”

“I need now.”

“Alright, Sir. I will buy it now.” said the girl, then she walked gontai out.

'Aaaahhh, I'm so ashamed. Almost, I thought the director wanted to kiss my lips.' He cursed himself. 'But the director is very handsome, looks mature, not like a high school boy. Aaaaahhh, if the handsome and wealthy descendants do look very tempting. Hm...' The woman held onto her cheek which began to blush imagining the handsome face of Satria.

Before long, the woman returned with a bright red lipstick. “Pak, this is the lipstick.” The woman put it on Satria's desk. The young man nodded, then shook his hand.

“Eh, wait, how to wear it?” satria asked before the woman left.

“Kak Dewa, come here!” Satria called the Gods.

“Open, keep rotating until the contents come out, sir. Then applied to the lips.” is obviously the woman. Satria nodded. Then, shake his hand back.

“Use this!” his orders while throwing lipstick in front of the God Secretary who was nearby.

“Ahh?? Wear this?” The Secretary of the Gods looked greatly shocked.

“Hu'um.” replied Satria nodded, making the two eyes of the Secretary of Gods perfectly round in disbelief. Moreover, the woman who had not come out, until shocked with a gaping mouth.

“Quick use!” satria's orders again.

The Secretary of the Gods was forced to wear lipstick. “Unclearly, you must wear it thick, thick on the lips of the woman.” point Satria at the woman who is still agape at the end of the door.

The God Secretary smeared it until his lips were flaming red. Satria approached, then she pointed at her chest to the right. “Cium here, now!” satria's orders.

The God Secretary and the woman gasped. “A-what do you mean, Young Master?” ask the God Secretary stammering.

The woman closed her mouth in surprise.

“Why are you still standing here? Quick out!” expel Satria. His eyes glared sharply at the woman.

“Sorry, sorry, Mr. Director.” The woman rushed out

'Yes Ampuuun. Naked, but guy! Ah, why should such a perfect creature deviate, Lord!' The woman was completely wrong.

“Young Master, don't be weird! I'm still normal! If Young Master is having a fight with Miss, don't take me!” The Secretary of the Gods clucked.

“Who wants to fight with my wife? I just want to make her jealous.”

“Come quickly do!”

“Ta..”

“No buts, you want me to cut your salary?” threaten Satria's.

“You are!”

Satria chuckles. “Come fast.”

The Secretary of the Gods kissed Satria's right chest in a white shirt. Snap! Snap!

“Hei! What are you doing, Young Master?” exclaims Secretary of the Gods. He got so scared imagining.

“Why did you photograph it?” ask her with glaring eyes.

“Like me dong.” He immediately put the photo into his pants pocket.

The God Secretary was stunned in disbelief with his eyes still glaring perfectly.