Pretending to be Innocent Though Lust Satisfier
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Entering her husband's apartment, Quenby's mouth opened wide. Almost all of the interior design was changed from the last one he remembered when he first arrived here a dozen years ago.
The dominance of deep brown with smooth wood floors warmly welcomes Quenby's eyes. Jonas taste is classy, it fits the profession of the man who is still related to property affairs.
"Sister, a total renovation?" asked Quenby who was still flabbergasted looking around.
Jonas who was pulling his wife's suitcase also looked back where the wife was seen looking at every corner of his apartment.
"Not everyone" Jonas' reply made Quenby turn his head and the woman clucked softly.
"Everything is in Renov." Quenby felt that there was nothing left from the shadow of Jonas' apartment when he was in high school.
"You want to take a break?" jonas asked who ignored his wife's words.
Qeunby looked at his watch. "It's 11 o'clock, brother. Let's just take a break, tomorrow's Brother's work, right?" Quenby wanted to do something else. But the activity of packing his things when he was about to move here, made Quenby tired.
Jonas nodded and continued to pull his wife's suitcase into the room on the 2nd floor.
Quenby followed in the footsteps of her husband, who was carrying his suitcase. Quenby's eyes were unceasingly beautiful with many times flabbergasted as his eyes traced every detail of the building's design.
Chequek!
Until Jonas unknowingly opened the room that became his husband's destination.
"Would you take a bath first, what goes to sleep?" jonas asks who put Quenby's suitcase near the sofa.
Quenby, who was still looking at the room, was distracted by her husband's question, "just go to bed, sister."
After hearing his wife's answer, Jonas headed for another door that was still in the room. "It's how I take a shower first" said Jonas who immediately shifted the door without closing it again.
The woman was still looking at every corner of the room with a fellow. Quenby is where they first did it. But obviously the room looks different from the old one, all the design of this room is clearly completely changed and follows the woody theme as it is downstairs, and of course the wider. There is no trace of the past.
Seeing that her husband had not yet come out from where he had entered, Quenby stepped towards the wide-open door. It couldn't be the bathroom, he thought.
"Bath is not closed the door, what purposely let me see?" quenby muttered still assuming his pervert.
Slowly he entered the room that Jonas had entered, there he saw many clothes hanging on the right and left sides, as well as a strip of fur carpet patterned animals and also a sofa in black.
Looking at the line of clothes hanging, Quenby was looking for something. "Ah, this time?" he muttered when he found a neatly folded line of clothes.
A sreeek!
Quenby soon heard the sound of a sliding door. It turned out that Jonas came out from there with a towel wrapped around the man's pelvic bone.
Looking at her husband's plain upper body and abs on the man who looks clay. Qeunby swallows saliva. It's so sexy to think Qienby.
"You shampooing?" quenby asked who saw her husband's black hair wet and dripping a little water.
"I can't sleep in a sticky, sultry condition" Jonas told the newspaper. Quenby just found out that fact. "Is this you ready?" asked Jonas when he saw the white shirt and black trousers with a cotton box motif.
"Here, sister, Quenby help dry it" said Quenby, who has a hairdryer.
Jonas approached his wife and sat on a round sofa with no back and facing the standing mirror.
Quenby smiling. "This is also one of the functions of the wife, sister," said Quenby who is still focused on drying her husband's hair with the tool.
"I guess you're the cutie type,"
"Where is the one who nguntit her husband to the top," Quenby replied with a crisp laugh. Jonas laughed as he remembered that.
Quenby's movements that were brushing Jonas' hair stopped. And her eyes were on her husband's back.
"Why?" Jonas asked when he saw the wife's silence.
"I just found out you have a tattoo" Quenby said as he looked at a picture of what appeared to be a winged woman hugging a man. The picture is just a fist and located in the middle of the back right carried by the neck bone.
Jonas turned to face his wife, then tightly hugged the woman's slender belly while looking up. "Can you put me on a shirt?" jonas said spoiledly.
Quenby smiled as she stroked her husband's already dry hair. "Pakein Brother Boxer can also, really," said Quenby with a witty tone.
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The first morning of Quenby at her husband's apartment, she used to make breakfast. The options are toast and mushroom cream soup that is already available in the refrigerator.
"I thought my house assistant, it was my wife,"
Jonas' voice shifted Quenby's focus on serving soup and toast to the dinner table.
Quenby saw her husband wearing the work suit he had prepared. The choice of a deep blue suit and tie is suitable for the man, without realizing Quenby smiled.
"Thank you, everyone," Jonas hugged the woman who was still wearing the kitchen apron. Then he kissed his wife's head.
"Do you want additional activities?" Jonas asked Quenby while enjoying his morning breakfast.
The woman asked immediately shook her head. "No, sister." replied Quenby without a second thought.
"I'm just afraid you're bored,"
"Quenby enjoys being a full-time wife"
"As Mommy's advice?" Jonas believes what Quenby said was his mother's request.
"Quenby's tired of working, too, brother. Quenby wants to enjoy being the Director's Wife" quenby joked that it has serious meaning.
The woman was completely tired of the routine of work she had always done all her life before she got married.
"But you have talent, baby if not developed," Jonas feels that the woman in front of him has great potential. That is proven by the Boutique that Quenby managed to run until it could be as big as it is now.
Quenby was silent for a moment. Not to weigh the words of the man to develop his talent. "Quenby wants to hone other talents," he said later.
"Well, you're Multitalent?" Jonas was really amazed that his wife had so much silence. And whatever it is Jonas will be ready to help. "I will support whatever you want. Tell me, what talent do you want to develop?" ask him curiously.
"So my beloved wife!"
TB
