My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend
Chapter 22's
Weekend is a happy day and also a day of lazing for everyone, especially workers and students, as well as Mesya who is still comfortable in bed with a thick blanket that protects the body the tinyness of the cold that pierced the skin.
The bias of the sun entering through the gaps of curtains that are still closed proves that the day is bright. But it turned out that it was not enough to keep Mesya from sleeping soundly.
The voice of the phone that had sounded earlier was still unable to wake up Mesya, a knock on the door sounded noisy but Mesya just took one of his pillows and kept it right in the ear to muffle the noises.
Can't wait because there's also no word from the owner of the room, Radit, the man who had just stood in front of Mesya's door, calling the girl's cell phone also knocked on the door stepping down the stairs and approached Rasti who was in the kitchen.
“Mother, Radit borrow room spare key Syasa dong,” pinta Radit.
“Not wake up yet?” ask Rasti who is preparing for breakfast. Radit nodded in response.
“You take aja in the drawer of the tv room,” Radit again stepped foot into the room mentioned Rasti after previously saying thank you.
“In the third drawer, Dit!”
Hearing that shout Radit immediately pulled the drawer plan that Rasti mentioned and indeed all the keys were there. But darling, though, Radit did not know which key was the key so he chose to take everything and went back upstairs to Mesya's room and tried one by one the keys he carried until the fifth experiment the door opened.
In the doorway Radit just shook his head before finally stepping towards the window and opening the curtains and windows so that the morning wind into the room after that then step towards the bed, pulling the blanket that the woman used to cover herself up to be released and showing Mesya's tiny body in pajamas that are very sexy to display smooth thighs and naked arms of the beautiful woman. And don't forget the two bumps on his chest look poking shyly.
Trouble Radit sipped his saliva what else when his lover changed position to sit because of disturbed sleep, he said, long hair that is a little messy and a new face wake up it adds a beautiful and sexy impression on Mesya.
“What the hell, Dit bothered me to sleep. I'm still sleepy! This is a holiday, why am I not allowed to sleep until noon?” mesya grumbled with annoyance, occasionally the tiny hand was scaly his eyes that felt sore, while Radit began to crawl up on the not-so-large mattress, getting rid of some of the puppets that were on it to make it easier for him to reach Mesya.
“Sial! Why are you so beautiful and sexy this morning?” the Radit murmur that Mesya can still hear. The beautiful woman turned to the lover, frowning, looking at the man who was crawling closer with a confused look.
“Why you, Dit?” tanya wonder Mesya. But he didn't care about Radit. The man instead pushed Mesya back to his bed and overcame his woman while landing a kiss on the lips of the Mesya ranum.
Mesya, who was initially shocked by the sudden attack, now began to reply to the play of Radit's lips and tongue, put his hands on the neck of his lover while Radit's hands have begun to misbehave and unceasingly stroked the thighs of Mesya who is naked due to sleeping pants that are too short.
“You know, man if in the morning his lust increases? Sleep alone, but when I wake up together, especially early in the morning I was treated to a beautiful and sexy woman like this. So, don't mistake me if you immediately tell me right now.”
“Ta..hmppt.”
Not finished Mesya spoke his lips first silenced by Radit, the man again landed his lips, kissed the sexy lips Mesya by hunting as if he was fighting. Mesya just resigned, not resigned also actually because Mesya did like this. Radit bent both of his legs on the left right side of Mesya's thigh to hold his weight so as not to overpower Mesya, while his hands the man used to mere**sports chewy mounds that have been challenging him to touch.
Starting from rema**n soft until then rema**nnya stronger make Mesya moan favors. Feeling the oxygen supply was thinning, Radit released a kiss on aunt Mesya switched to a slightly sweaty white neck licking it and a small peck trying not to leave a mark in the area. His hands were still busy on the round object that was still covered in the soft thin cloth that Mesya was using.
From the beginning Radit knew that the beautiful woman below him was not wearing a chest support and it made Radit happy because it could directly touch the soft and supple skin. Pulling the thin rope of the nightgown from his shoulders and passing it through his hands, Radit lowered the soft cloth to the limit of the stomach until it was plastered round objects that had hardened, look challenging and tantalizing.
Without waiting for long Radit immediately menge**m and suck it, while both hands still give a squeeze on Mesya's chest that is large enough even Radit's palm to be unable to fully accommodate the chewy object.
The moans and sighs coming out of Mesya's mouth add to Radit's passion and spirit, plus the sensual rema**n that the woman gives in her hair, making Radit want to do more. That pleasant hot activity lasted for fifteen minutes and it was enough to make both sweat and fatigue.
Radit laid his body on the bed, while Mesya had gone into the bathroom to clean himself up. Radit came here early in the morning because he wanted to invite his lover to run in the morning, but it seemed that his initial intention had to be canceled because now the day had gone by and the sun was above.
“Yes already, run the next morning could be next time. Anyway this morning the sport has been done and this is obviously more fun than just a morning run around the complex.” Radit muttered to himself.
Half an hour later Mesya came out of the bathroom still wrapped in a light purple towel that was only the length of the upper thigh. Again the appearance made Radit fascinated and eager to pounce on him. But Radit paused when he remembered that the woman was starving and that was also the reason her activity had stopped. Because of the sound of Mesya's stomach ringing.
“Why not wear clothes in the bathroom anyway, Sya?” furious Radit who was tormented because he had to watch the woman passing by in the room with a short towel featuring thighs as well as the back and upper body parts Mesya.
“I forgot to bring a shirt, Dit,” Mesya replied not to lie. Mesya is always changing clothes in the room so, do not blame Mesya if he does not bring a change of clothes and comes out using only his short towel. Blame Radit with his easy-to-ride man's booze.
“Yes already, hunting clothes on, I wait under.” Radit gave up, out of the room his lover did not forget to bring back the spare key that he had taken from the drawer of the tv room.
