Me And Wedding
Massage
After praying Isya', I prepared dinner. I was cooking this afternoon and now I'm just warming up. I saw Yery in the living room holding a laptop. He must be busy working clearly sometimes he rubs his face rough because tired all day work. In addition, at home, there is no time to relax. Honest from my heart I see it. But I can't do anything, the business world isn't my field.
"You don't have dinner yet?" ask after you finish preparing food at the dinner table.
"Yes." Yeah." He shut down his laptop. And walk into the kitchen.
"I take it." Stop me when he's about to take the rice.
"All right." He nodded.
After I finished eating, I cleaned the dishes. I saw Yery go to the room. I don't mind him even turning on the TV. Moments later he returned to the sofa with a fresher face it seemed he washes his face.
"Mas Yery." Call me as I approach her seat.
"Why?" The cold.
"Don't cue. Just one or two words." Omelcu.
"Continue?" He raised his eyebrows.
I grabbed the TV remote and pressed the off button.
"Here his legs let me flinch." My bargain justifies the sitting position.
"Not to." After saying so her legs even moved in my lap.
"Say doesn't want to." I look at an upset face.
"But because of you my legs hurt." He was sleeping on the couch and his feet were on my lap.
Finally my hands move to massage his legs, at least the pain can be reduced. 15 minutes my hands massage, He enjoyed my massage proof his eyes closed.
"You sleeping?" my many.
"Hemmm.." she answered only.
"How's it feel?" ask again.
"Enak. So the masseuse calls alone." he answered still with his eyes closed.
"Maybe?"
"Don't do it."
"Why?"
"Only I can enjoy your hand massage. "
I smiled shyly.
"Why would I massage my sister while sleeping in bed?" Lick him. My intention is to feel sorry and not see my husband tired.
"The whole body you mean?" Ask.
"Yes. I can do even an abal-abal massage." I said again.
"You're dirty-minded." God got up and sat looking at me.
"No.no. I'm just.." I said cut off.
"Come."he stood up and headed for the bed.
Oh not what I think, even my hair stands thinking about it.
"What's the book off?" I said I saw Yery take off her shirt and lay on the bed.
"Let's feel it." His reason.
Long time I was massaging, he just kept quiet and didn't say anything.
I thought of something that might happen.
"Geez why my mind is perverted from earlier, this is just massaging Ira. You're a fool to think about that now." My heart words.
"Easy-after. You want me to not flirt." Said.
"Em.anu." Reject me.
"Papa change." He wakes.
"I'm not going to be honest about it." I'm confused as to what to answer.
"Sleep." Tell her.
As hypnotized I just comply. He shifted his seat to freely give me a place to lie down. He started massaging my back, I just kept quiet because honestly my own body felt sore.
"The shirt's just off." He said expectantly.
"Basic dirty brain." Omelcu.
"Hehe." laughs.
"Here I've been wearing hots pans and thin shirts. Enough for you. In love ask for the heart." My anger.
"I ask her to love you dear." The whine started holding my ass. (Oh my good 🙈🙏)
"Eh..eh.you dare to hold."
"Sorry dear."
"You mode. Want to massage me but want more." My ejek.
I got up and sat facing him.
"No." He scratched his head. Embarrassed..
"Well, if you don't want me to." My misery.
"Rain. It's cold." He diverted the conversation.
"Yes like you." My insinuation.
"Why me?" It looks confused.
"Take it just as rain." I'm so sorry for him.
"You yeah. So it's gemes." He pinched my cheek.
"sick." I hit his arm.
"Why is it raining?" Ask.
"It's.." I said restrained. "Hit you." My friend then hit her arm again.
"Stop. Sick knows." He held my wrist. So that stops my actions.
Yery moved her face towards me. The closer is only 5 cm distance. His breath was very pronounced in my nose. His eyes did not turn away from mine.
If only someone knew. My heart is beating faster than usual, my entire body feels stiff and her beautiful eyes are able to hypnotize me at this time. This is not our first time like this. But today is completely different from the one before.
Cup....
