My wife Slave of Lust

Early mistakes

In the evening I took Vida to dinner at the floating restaurant. This restaurant is designed above the pool, to add a romantic feel for the visitors. Especially for a couple of newlyweds like the two of us.

Tonight, my wife is wearing a knee-length sleeveless, silver-colored dress. The touch of satin fabric on each sequin adds an elegant impression to its appearance. Her straight black hair was carried on a patch, with a little hair on either side of her face.

It's pretty!

She's so beautiful!

But once again, I can only say in my heart. Without thinking that actually a woman is very happy if praised or adored.

And that was my first mistake! I ... never praised my wife!

There will be more mistakes that I didn't realize at the time. I think Vida understands my character who has a hard time expressing herself. But apparently, I was wrong. Because maybe all this time he felt unappreciated, in silence.

"Thank you, baby." He spoke with a smile on his thin lips.

"Thank you for what?" I'm in my stupid mode, which can burn Vida's emotions to the crown, then ask.

He smiled awkwardly, then responded to my question, "Yes, thank you, because I'm not sure I'm going to this place. I'm very happy" he said with an enthusiastic face. It seems he really feels happy. I'm also happy to make it.

"Yes, you're welcome, sweetheart."

We finished the meal a few minutes later. After that I took Vida on foot, just to just go around. We looked at the condition of the villa that night. Turns out, it's beautiful. Many color lights are deliberately installed to accompany the moonlight.

And I just remembered that this is Friday night. Exactly right, isn't it? The night is known as the sacred night. Ah, I know all days are the same. But in Islam, Friday is known as a glorious day.

Sunnah the apostle between spouses falls on Friday night. Rightly so?

If you don't believe it, you can ask religious leaders around!

They will give the same answer.

Pede, isn't it me?

Yes, actually this is all just for the styles, because originally I didn't say so much. I told you before, right? Yes, have you forgotten, masa' you guys?

All righty!

Back to Vida!

Feeling tired and sleepy, the woman took me back to the cabin to rest. Are you sure he'll go to sleep after this?

How's my?

Does he want to obey my wishes?

"Darling ...." I tried to call him when we were both perfectly lying on the bed.

"Hmm?" Just from his voice, it seemed like he was very tired.

Hemmm, stop!

No need to continue this desire. Let Vida rest herself tonight.

And without me knowing it, it was my second mistake. I just assumed it myself without trying to communicate it first with him.

I thought he was sleeping in his back position. Turns out I was wrong again. She was upset because I didn't touch her one bit. Let alone to have intercourse, to hug him I did not do.

In the end, we slept in a body position that turned our backs on each other. I fell asleep not long after Vida responded to my call.

When dawn said hello, I blinked because the sound of alarm was quite deafening. When I opened my eyes, my wife was not there.

Where's she?

Kusibak blanket that covers the perfect part of my body that is only bare chest. I added my footsteps towards the balcony that currently seemed to be open. Maybe he was there. And it is true my guess .. he was standing looking up at the sky.

Without any hesitation, I looped both arms around her slender waist, then placed this slightly split blunt chin over her left shoulder.

He gasped, then touched his chest in great surprise. "Aren't you sleeping?" I asked with a hoarse voice, typical of people waking up.

"Sleep, really. Just woke up."

"We continue, yuk?"

"Replace what?"

Without poking the question again, I coughed his neck with a warm breath. He seemed to respond with a whimpering voice that sounded so sexy in my ears. With a slow motion, I turned her body, then made her stay in my sling in one blow.

Then there was a haul of lips of halal lovers. Completing the hajat that was delayed, because it has put forward a bad taste and prestige alone.

...💔...

For the next scene I skipped, yes. Happy imagination ria.