LOVE WINARSIH

14. Wound

Dean could not remember what he told Disty until she left. His head was completely throbbing and his stomach was getting nauseous.

Trudgingly he walked through the ranks of betel nut trees and a giant bonsai tree that grew on the right side of the nyari stuck on along the walls of the house.

He did not care about Winarsih who was standing there watching his quarrel with Disty.

Dean just wants to go to his room and sleep. Although not sure he will be able to sleep because his heart is beating faster, at least Dean must lie down.

As he lowered his head under a bonsai and pulled out his entrails, Dean felt a hand massaging his nape and shoulders.

At first glance he glanced at the pair of legs of the woman who had given him that gentle massage and caress. Dean could guess if a pair of red flip-flops with a festive buckle decoration were worth no more than thirty thousand in Tanah Abang.

Winarsih who in recent days has always been a target of meaning if he quarrels with his Papa come massaging his shoulders.

"Win, I'm going to go to the room. I want to rest. Help me," he asked Winarsih.

Winarsih was momentarily silent looking at her. Not knowing what the maid was thinking but then Winarsih raised her right hand and put it on her shoulder.

They limped into the house through the main kitchen door that was never locked.

With his head breaking, Dean thought about what the woman was doing outside the room so late at night.

Did Winarsih just meet her perverted boyfriend?

On their way to the room, several times they staggered and nearly fell.

Winarsih several times almost hugged and straightened her body again. The woman was really strong even though her breathing had started to fumble.

In Dean's position on Winarsih, the maid's chest rubbed and stuck to her chest several times.

Dean's heart was pounding irregularly. Winarsih's face that sometimes looks still childish it feels inappropriate if you have a body as clever as it is.

Moments later, Dean was finally able to throw his body on the bed. A few sweat spots appeared on his forehead. His throat was dry and painful because he had vomited several times.

"Drink," he said commanding Winarsih who stood nearby.

His assistant quickly took him a glass of water and helped him sit down.

Dean's gaze was still blurry, his head seemed to be swirling, his heartbeat was getting irregular and the rest of him had fully risen.

In a blurred view, Dean looked at Winarsih who was still beautiful with a face almost without makeup. The servant's lips were still a little pink the rest of his lipstick.

As Winarsih sat on the edge of the bed to help him get up and drink some water, Dean again accidentally touched the maid's chest.

Dean drained his water by occasionally glancing at Winarsih's poking cleavage without the woman noticing.

Her maid's chest was completely full. Dean began to imagine seeing the thing in person. Dean shook his head. She knew if Winarsih didn't leave her room soon, tonight Dean would have fucked her.

"Win.. sorry," he said. His voice trembled, he could no longer endure the effects of the medicine he had accidentally taken earlier.

"Yes sir, it's okay. Yes, Mr. Dean rested. I say goodbye first," replied the maid was plain-plain.

"Sorry Win...." He immediately pulled Winarsih's body until it fell to his side. The paper cup that was in the woman's hand came loose.

"I can't control it. I need you tonight. You must have done it too." He rolled to the right until he crushed the woman's body.

"No sir, I've never been so. Don't Sir." Winarsih looks panicked because she has been on top of her body.

Winarsih's chest was now pushed up because it was overpowered by her body. He could see a very smooth yellow complexion there.

That night, her maid wore a model A skirt just below the knee. That's a dress Dean recognized to be worn by his aides when he got there. His right hand quickly pulled the skirt up to the thigh.

"Win, don't hesitate. I know your boyfriend also often giniin you. You don't have to scream. There is no one at home. You also know that if your screams are of no use in this house, there will be no one to beat you up." He whispered into Winarsih's left ear.

Dean could guess how the courtship style of the villagers he knew. Winarsih's girlfriend who looks very hot in front of the bedroom door last night, must have seen the body of this maid before.

So he felt, Winarsih must have made love before. Girls are not virgins in this day and age is not surprising anymore.

"Sir, I've never. Don't Mr. Dean, I'm a virgin." Winarsih whimpered under him. Dean saw the woman's tears had come down.

"Don't be hypocritical of you" he said, gripping Winarsih's hands and raising her up.

"Sir, I'm still a virgin." Winarsih again said nonsense words in her ears.

No way, he thought. Dean pulled Winarsih's long-sleeved shirt down the woman's neck. And once the pull he did again, the support of his maid's chest had moved upwards.

The most incredible thing he's ever seen. It was amazingly beautiful, big and so soft. The peak is pink with a point that looks so tempting to explore.

As his tongue touched the top, his maid's cries became louder. Dean doesn't care. He continued to immerse his face in the most perfect smooth white chest he had ever seen.

He can't take it anymore. He must enter Winarsih's body.

Winarsih who wriggled, wailed, whimpered and cried persuading to stop the action ended in vain.

For a second, two seconds, Dean's body had been pushed forward. A little difficult, he thought. Has this woman not done that for a long time?

Dean's getting ahead, he's not gonna back down. His body part was already screaming wanting to feel that softness. Up to four to five times back and forth, Dean managed to do it.

The virgin??! This maid is still a virgin??! Dean's head was busy thinking, but his body part down there couldn't stop making him swing.

"Sir!! It hurts!! Sakiii...." Winarsih's mouth that was just below her ear was shrieking and wailing.

Along with Winarsih's screeches he heard, the action was soon over. It's distraught. It wasn't until two minutes but he had already flooded his aides down there.

He muffled Winarsih's screams with a kiss. The woman's power began to diminish. And as he turned his head down there, one sight left him aghast.

There's another stain besides hers down there. Noda Winarsih's. A woman who groans in pain because of the coercion she has done.

Dean felt his mind was in a mess. He compiles facts in his confusion. A moment later, in his semi-conscious state, he realized that what his maid had said was indeed true.

Winarsih is a virgin. And now, he had taken it from the woman.

To Be Continue.....