PLEASE, LOVE ME, WIDOW

NINETY FIVE

Qiandra looked at the husband's burly back as the man was engrossed in his activities. “Come on, Qi, why would you hurt his heart, see how much he loves you. Is it only because of such a small mistake that you will ruin his happiness” whispered Qiandra's heart as she stared wistfully at Dean's back.

Sadness and guilt seeped into Qiandra's heart as she watched the handsome presidir sincerely prepare food for the two of them. Qiandra slowly stood up and walked over to the man, then her hands stretched out and hugged Dean's waist tightly. The woman's face was stuck on Dean's back which was only wrapped in a thin singlet, so Dean could feel as tears drenched his back.

Dean immediately turned off the stove where he was cooking their food. “Honey...” hiss the man gently, his hands tightly grasping the Qiandra hand encircling his body. Then Dean slowly turned and hugged the wife's body tightly.

“Life, you are the best, Love, in any case, my greatest happiness is to be able to have you. I'm sorry if it can't be as you expected, I hope you'll accept this me, even though I've been exited from..” Qiandra's words came to a halt as Dean grabbed her face and immediately grabbed her lips.

“Don't ever feel yourself used, Honey, you're still a girl to me, the sanctity of your heart is far more beautiful than anything else. Forgive me for the selfishness of my heart that always wanted to be the best for you so I put out words that hurt your heart” Dean said as their lip link slipped off.

“Love...” Qiandra wanted to speak again, but Dean's finger had stuck to her lips.

“Do not say words that will make you feel sad, Honey. I'm sorry, and please just be yourself, I love you for who you are, love you so much. Please don't ever shut yourself down and go back to keeping all your own race. Keep sharing with me, because I am very happy if I can feel everything you feel, because your happiness is my happiness and your suffering is also my sorrow. Let me and only me be in your heart and life, forever, hmmm” Dean said, cupping his Qiandra cheeks and staring directly into the two beautiful watery-looking eyeballs.

“Stay be a cheerful and happy Qiqiku, and stand by me in the face of all the storms of life, you know to me you are the source of my happiness and also my strength.

Qiandra was unable to speak anymore, her heart felt melted upon hearing the beauty of the handsome man's words. Qiandra could only continue to drown her face in the chest of the husband's field, with tears still streaming down her cheeks. The woman's hand continued to curl tightly around Dean's waist.

Dean slowly raised his tear-filled Qiandra face, making the face look up at Dean's lowered face. Slowly Dean dyed the tears that filled Qiandra's face lovingly, “Don't cry again, my bidad, smile, because your smile is like the sunshine that will light my steps” said Dean.

Qiandra smiled gently looking into the eyes of the eagle who was so sad looking at her face, “Thank you, Love, thank you for everything, I very, very love you”, said Qiandra, she grabbed the husband's face and grabbed the man's lips.

Dean was quite surprised, as it was indeed very rare for Qiandra to be able to start such things. However, Dean would not waste the opportunity, he greeted the wife's lips joyfully. Not only that, Dean even slowly lifted the woman's body and sat her down on the dining table.

When the passion felt more and more they could not master again, suddenly Dean heard the whining of his wife, “Love, I was hungry” hiss the woman among ******* which is really getting hotter.

Dean immediately let go of his embrace, with a clamor he pinched the nose of his wife, “Makanya, do not try to lure your husband, if you are not ready, then, you know that I will never waste the opportunity to enjoy every beauty of you” Dean said as he peeked long at Qiandra's forehead.

“I'm always ready, sir, but let me charge my strength first” Qiandra said with a face mimic made to be funny.

“Honey...” hiss Dean who felt his wife's face made it really hard to control his passion.

Qiandra slowly pushed her husband's body, knowing that he was burning with passion. However, the current Qiandra was actually feeling hungry, so she immediately got off the table and strode with a gurgle towards the cutlery cabinet. Her beautiful body that was only wrapped in a bathrobe with loose ties made her shoulders perfectly exposed.

Dean could only growl slowly holding back the turmoil of passion within him, let alone as he watched Qiandra step in a sensual style. Dean finally decided to sit down and enjoy the activities of the woman, who did look so sexy with her beautiful hair that was still wet and decomposed covering her smooth white shoulders.

Dean repeatedly took a breath to control the rumble in his chest, as the wife deliberately placed the tableware before him with her head down. Of course it made the two chewy meat hidden under his bathrobe peek and laugh at Dean.

“Qi...” hiss Dean saw the behavior of the wife who seemed to deliberately show off the scenery full of temptation before the eyes of the man.

“Please eat, Sir, hopefully this food can add to your strength when later the main menu is served” sigh Qiandra with spoiled in Dean's ear. While the woman's fingers gently traced the man's broad shoulders as he passed Dean's chair.

“Don't expect you'll be able to close your eyes tonight, ma'am, you've really woken up a young lion who will be ready to make you sprawl” sis Dean.

Qiandra giggled at the threat of her husband, “Hmmm, I doubt the young lion was able to conquer me, I think he will droop first in front of me” he said sambal licked his lips sexy.

“Mistress, do not try to challenge me, I will not give you mercy even though you beg” sis Dean denied the challenge of women who look to start enjoying food in front of him still in a very sexy style. Qiandra even repeatedly deliberately licked the food that littered her lips, making Dean sigh repeatedly.

“Hey, don't you eat, Love, eat, I'm afraid you don't have enough energy for tonight, hmmm” sighed Qiandra, his hand touched his white neck and collected his hair strands to then set on the right side of his shoulder.

“Just finish your meal as soon as possible, Madam, because if I am already unable to control myself, then I will pounce on you no matter the food is still on your plate” sighed Dean in a hoarse voice.

All the Qiandra movements were really successful in making the man uneasy.

Qiandra giggled and in a sensual style picked up the drink that was before her, “I don't think you'll dare, Master, because if you do that I'm sure you'll regret it. Because I already have the energy, while you, haish, I'm sure you'll really droop helplessly from running out of power” he said after putting the glass down.

“Shit...” exclaimed Dean as he threw the feeding sarbet that was on his lap. Without thinking twice again Dean jumped and ran after the wife who he believed was now waiting for him in the main room on the top floor.

However, when Dean caught up with Qiandra, he saw that the woman had already started putting on the gown delivered by Vian's assistant. The dress with soft and falling material was easily stuck to the woman's body.

“You really made it, Mistress, do I need to tear this dress to see what you're hiding inside of it” Dean sighed in Qiandra's ear as she helped the woman button up the dress that happened to be behind her.

Qiandra just smiled at her husband's words, “I think you'll be facing off against Sister Vian if you tear up this beautiful dress, Love, look, look, this is beautiful, said Qiandra while standing in the style of a model photo in front of a large mirror in the luxury room.

“And this dress really suits you, madam, but I would much rather if this dress was removed from this body” Dean sighed.

“Ha ha ha...., I think you should be patient for a while longer, Sir, because there are still two more dresses that I should try” Qiandra laughed crisply while releasing herself from the arms of the husband. Qiandra stepped up and picked up the other paper bag and brought it back to where she was standing, where her husband was still fixedly staring at the woman.

As Qiandra wanted to make up for the dress she was wearing, her hands had a little trouble grabbing the zipper of the dress. Dean immediately helped her, and opened the zipper of the luxurious dress. Unfortunately, when it opened, the dress immediately fell off and separated from the Qiandra's body, because it was indeed a sleeveless dress.

Qiandra suffocated slowly, and by reflex her hand closed off an important part of her body. Because the Qiandra only wears it deeply, so when the dress is released, his body is exposed.

However, the movement of the woman who tried to cover her body, had made the man standing behind her was no longer able to control her. Dean quickly grabbed the wife's body and lifted her up and led her to the large bed in the middle of the room.

“Love, I haven't finished trying on those dresses” whine Qiandra spoiled, but her hands remain outstretched and hang around her husband's neck.

“I don't care about those damn dresses, Madam, now you have to accept punishment for all your actions since last” sis Dean.

Qiandra could no longer answer her husband's words, all that came out of her mouth was************* enjoyment. Qiandra can only submit to the gentle treatment of the husband who is able to make his led soul soar towards nirvana.

The two men only stopped after their energy was completely drained. Dean and Qiandra eventually fall into a dream world in a position to hug each other. They didn't even have enough energy to go clean themselves up.

As the morning greeted the earth, and the sun began to crawl up to carry out its duties, the two people who only covered their bodies with thick blankets slowly began to squirm. “Good morning, my bidadar, you are so beautiful” whispered Dean in the ear of the wife who looks still closed.

Slowly the woman opened her eyes, the first sight caught by her beautiful netra was the handsome face of the husband who was looking at her lovingly. “Good morning, Love, I hope all these beautiful scenery always I can enjoy every morning, love you so much, Love” sigh Qiandra while caressing the cheeks of the man lovingly.

“Your hopes are sure to come true, Honey, I'm the only one you'll always see when you open your eyes in the morning” Dean said with a happy smile. Fired Qiandra forehead lovingly, make the woman again close her eyes enjoy the beauty of the touch of the husband.

“Love, jeez, what time is it now, look at the sun is high, you will be late again to the office” Qiandra exclaimed as she re-opened her eyes and noticed the day was already very bright.

“Ha ha ha, don't worry, Honey, I won't be down to the office today and also for the next few days.

“Lho why, Love” asked Qiandra with a frown.

Dean flicked Qiandra's forehead gently, “Do you forget that we are facing a big event, how can I still take care of the office when the important day will arrive soon” he said.

“Ish, sakiiittt, Love” exclaimed Qiandra spoiledly sulking at her husband while stroking her forehead.

“Hah, really, well forgive me, Honey” Dean was surprised then immediately caressed and blew his wife's forehead.

“Cium...” whine Qiandra while pursing her lips.

Dean was stunned for a while, but soon he grabbed his wife's face and kissed her on the forehead gently. Not only that, Dean also immediately grabbed the lips of the wife who looked very adorable to him.

“I love to see you being spoiled like this, Honey, keep spoiled with me, just with me” whispered Dean as he stroked the wife's hair.

Qiandra only nodded at a glance and then again submerged herself in the chest of the field that she really liked. Qiandra could feel the man's heartbeat, and it made her feel calm and very happy. The kiss of the husband on the top of his head, increasingly makes Qiandra reluctant to break away from the beautiful warmth.