PASSION OF MY WIFE'S FRIEND

Soda Drinks

A few days after the incident under the table, Abian tried to avoid every time his gaze met his wife's friend. The man looked nervous every time Ziva gave a smile to him.

And this afternoon, they passed each other in the kitchen when Abian was about to grab a cold drink in the fridge, while Ziva had just finished eating instant noodles.

"Hi .." greet Ziva and stand before Abian.

The man did not respond, he ignored Ziva's greeting and opened the refrigerator door. But Ziva's hand held the refrigerator door.

"Did I make a mistake?" asked Ziva because lately he felt there was something strange about Abian's attitude.

"No," Abian replied briefly.

"Then why do you seem to be avoiding me?"

"I'm not avoiding anyone."

"really?"

"Hm."

"Then look at my face!" pinta Ziva's.

Abian did not dare to do so.

"Why? You avoiding me?"

Abian tried to control himself, trying to shake off the memory of that morning.

Ziva is one step closer to Abian. The woman continued to stare at the face of the man before her. Abian looked nervous and misbehaved.

"You want to get a drink?" ask Ziva and get a nod from Abian.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes, then let me get it."

Ziva opened the refrigerator door beside him, deliberately bending so that Abian could see the makeup of his body.

And Abian himself was increasingly made sultry, but he was still trying to hold himself.

Ziva straightened his body as soon as he had taken a canned soda drink in the refrigerator.

"You want to drink this?"

"Yes, give it to me now!"

Instead of giving it to Abian, Ziva opened the key lever in the can. And as soon as the key lever opened the drink, the soda popped on the chest right in Ziva's cleavage.

"Sweet .." said the woman later in a sensual-sounding tone.

Abian gulped his saliva with great difficulty, Ziva increasingly making him nervous and misbehaving like this. The woman gave the canned soda to Abian, and then covered her way from there. But before that, he had whispered something right in Abian's ear.

"Cobain, man. Steady .." whispered Ziva making Abian feel amused all over his body.

Abian doesn't know what Ziva meant, maybe his soda. And as soon as he sipped the drink, it did taste good.

Only a few days later Ziva stayed at his house. But the woman has made her feelings mixed. Aruna should not know about this, because he does not want Aruna to be disappointed.

"Dad .."

The call of Elona immediately disperse Abian's mind.

"Y-yes, baby. What's up?"

"I'm thirsty, dad. I'm gonna have some milk."

"Elona wants some milk? Wait, yeah. I made it first."

"Yes, dad."

Abian put the can of soda on the dining table, then he began making milk in a special container that is usually used by his daughter.

"Dad, mom's coming home tonight again?" elona asked with an adorable-sounding tone.

"Yes, honey. I'll be home tonight again" Abian replied, making milk.

"Then Elona wants to sleep with Ziva's aunt again. Can you?"

Abian stopped his activity for a moment, before he finally continued his activity again.

"Can, baby."

"Asshiiikk .. I slept with Aunt Ziva again" said Elona with glee.

Abian commented a smile while shaking his head. As happy as it was Elona as she allowed her to sleep again with Ziva.

"This milk. Spent, yes."

Elona received the milk from her father. "Thank you, dad."

"Together, dear .." Abian gave a brief kiss at the top of his daughter's head. Before that the boy returned to his room.

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