Pretending to be Innocent Though Lust Satisfier

Mortal Pleasure

In a privacy space that is not too big. A man in his formal attire sits leaning leisurely on a single sofa that looks comfortable.

The room was so minimal lighting. There are only two lights located at the right and left corners that display a golden color. Right to highlight the middle floor up ahead.

The cold air coming from the air conditioner did not make the man cold. Instead, he felt his body uncomfortable due to the heat caused by the thing he was looking at.

How not, the action show of an adult woman in front of him was displaying wild action.

The woman's body was so transparent. It cannot cover any part of the body. With sensual movements, the woman tried to attract the attention of the man in front of her who had booked her at a high price.

"Sir Jonas ... aren't you interested in joining?" the woman deliberately spoke sensually to return to fishing.

Jonas is really sick of his name being called by that woman. How dare he thought.

"No need to talk to me. Just do your job!" jonas who doesn't like communication between them.

The woman was shocked as the man sitting in front of her spoke softly. And it makes the woman become lost mood to continue the next action. But because the payment he got was large, inevitably he had to swallow words and despicable gazes directed at him. He continued his actions as if nothing had happened. That's how it should be, right?

"Ck! It's boring!" lirih Jonas clucked lazily as he felt boredom assault him.

As with any action shown by the woman, Jonas just stared intently without taste. In fact, the hot temperature on his body did not make his junior parts react. Just wasting money, he thought.

The man was tired of doing stupid things like this. Ever since his malleability center didn't work, Jonas was like an undead. Almost 3 years of everything he's worked for is fruitless.

It was very anxious for Jonas to be injected just dead by his friend who is a doctor. But seeing how his family loved him, especially the mother who put great hope on his shoulders, it felt Jonas could not bear. Then again, the man will try.

Remembering his friend who was a doctor, Jonas suddenly remembered something. Then he grabbed his phone and contacted the man. For several months Jonas had not received a report.

Thereout!

"How's research? Have you found results? It's been over 3 months! If there's still no progress, I'll fire you!" Just picked up, Jonas was already bombarding a lot of questions.

|"You called me at the right time, young lord Sagala."|

|"My research has almost reached the target, Yes. But I'm sure that this time's experiment will bring you back mighty."|

The explanation from across the phone made Jonas smile a little.

"good. I'm impatient." After saying that, Jonas immediately hung up his phone and refocused on the show that the woman did not interest him at all.

The moaning sound that signified the paid woman had reached the peak of enjoyment was just like the sound of mosquitoes flying in Jonas' ears. The man's mind was already unfocused on the show that he was actually fed up with seeing.

Suddenly ...

Ting!

The clinking sound of a message from his cellphone made Jonas take his eyes off the show that did not help him at all.

From 0812xxx

[Hi, Brother Jonas ..]

A smile emanated from the tired face of the man when a message notification from his Whatsapp displayed the contents of the text calling him 'Sister'. Because only the figure of Quenby Agatha who until now still call it that name.

Since the meeting of the two on the night of the reunion, Jonas' mind could not turn away from the figure of his class sister. Jonas thought that after he gave her card, the woman would contact him directly. It turned out that only today was the message he was waiting for sent to his number.

At first glance Jonas looked at the mercenary woman in front of him who was still making futile moves. "Okay, enough up here. You can go!" expel Jonas.

The woman gawked when she heard Jonas. He was thrown out while performing his final show. This was the first experience the woman was not encouraged by her client. Of course it makes her pride as the number 1 comfort woman was quite injured.

"Basic impotent man!" And the grunts were only shouted out in the hearts of the comfort women Jonas did not care what his name was.

After making sure the woman closed the door, Jonas turned to the balcony of the room, he needed fresh morning air. Then with a pinched smile, he began typing a reply.

TB