The CEO's Pro-Daster Girl

Hot Mama

"Sadly she's a girl, old. So, you can't do all that." Arie chuckles at Alex's disappointed face.

"Well, you're right, 'cause he's old!" Alex laughed with Arie.

"Because he's old, so...

"So what?" Alex knitted his eyebrows together, picking up an unusual signal.

"So we have to give in to the older ones, right. Honey," said Arie in the softest tone possible.

"Guelped! whatchu mean?"

Arie moved his hand from Alex's neck. Leaning her head on the chest of her husband's field.

"Let go of it all, baby, don't make your heart dirty with a grudge. If we repay him it means we're the same as him." Arie stabbed her husband in the chest with her index finger.

"Here is enough just me and my love, no grudges. It will only cover your heart with black fog. Makes him no longer able to distinguish between good and bad." Arie looked up at his face, looking fixed at the bead eyes that were staring at him.

Alex lowered his head, severing the distance between them. It was ******* soft lips ranum his wife, a sweet sip from the chewy hemisphere.

"You're too good, dear." Alex rubbed Arie's lips wet from their pagutan.

"Just okay?"

"Good, beautiful, chatty and sexy," Alex emphasized the last word in a seductive tone.

"Gombali. Bodies wide like sacks of gini rice in say sexy." Arie's lips were already five centi manyun, he felt that the word was very unsuitable for him now.

Her weight has gone up fifteen kilos where it can be said sexy.

"Whoever's like a sack of rice, you're like a doremon, a bullet."

"No, right!" Arie's squealing is upset.

Arie pushes Alex's body away. He turned his body and walked away.

"Don't be mad, I'm just kidding." Alex hugged Arie from behind.

Arie rests her head on Alex's shoulder. Feeling the tenderness of her husband's hand that caresses her stomach.

"Alex, I really wanted to meet Dad, I heard he was sick" Arie said in a sad tone.

Arie is worried about Adinata. Especially now that their financial condition is not as good as it used to be. Arie once felt life was in trouble. He knows what it is like to live with all the flaws.

Alex took a breath. He had no intention of forbidding Arie to meet with his father-in-law. But he was afraid that Arie would be hurt by his grandmother's words again.

"Dear, I beg you. I want to miss Daddy." Arie rubbed her husband's jaw gently. She turned her face so she could see her husband.

"When anytime yes. I'm really busy."

"Later junior hunt was born, I can't go anywhere," whined Arie again while putting on her cute face.

"Well tomorrow we'll visit Dad."

Alex always can not refuse his wife's will especially if it has been whining anxious like this. Arie kisses her husband's cheek.

"Thank you, you're the best."

"I know."

"Current, narcissistic."

*********

Bend day.

The sun just came up. However, this beautiful pregnant woman has been struggling in the kitchen since. He was busy preparing the dishes that would be brought for his father.

Alex who felt the bolster of his life dissipate, instantly opened his eyes. He immediately got up and rushed down from his bed. The smell of food came out from the kitchen. Alex who had just come out of the room rushed to follow the aroma of Arie's cooking.

Alex smiled broadly when he found his wife wrestling with the frying pan in front of him.

"Well, a lot, my wife is good at cooking." Alex sat his ass in the kitchen chair.

"Wear, your clothes first! how many times have I reminded you this isn't an apartment. If the bread is torn it's gone one way."

"It was in the exhibition. Habit, go get dressed up!" tell Arie by pointing the spatula she holds to her husband.

Alex chuckles at his wife's words. However, he complied and immediately went to the room to put on his clothes.

"It's pretty, can't I eat now?"

Arie scanned her husband's appearance from the tip of her hair to the tip of her foot. Alex poses as a model. With two hands in his pocket and a faint smile. Hemm makes Mak gemes.

"Hem. Where to go really neat," ketus Rie annoyed. Alex knitted his eyebrows together, then walked slowly closer to his wife who was busy arranging food.

"Now that. I told you to get some clothes. Now I'm tidy, I'm scented in ketusin."

"Too cute, don't think what later if there are girls who see. I'm like a sack of gini rice, who's it and handsome for? Ck, nyebelin," Arie continued to grumble but did not stop her hand from putting the food she made into the box.

Alex's ears were still sharp enough to listen to all the grievances his wife had uttered. Alex clenched his lips in laughter. He was amused to hear the words of the wife who constantly complained about her body shape. In the eyes of Alex Arie looks sexy.

Seeing her husband so handsome made Arie feel insecure. During her pregnancy, Arie Menag never complained about food, even her appetite was getting bigger. Plus Alex who always gives whatever he wants, and always pamper Arie. As a result, Arie's weight soared drastically.

That's what makes Arie was. He was afraid Alex would turn to see Spanish guitars scattered out there. Her husband is a CEO. Can be sure the keket uler will always look for a gap to approach it.

Looking at Arie's face that was buckled sour. Alex was not feeling too good. He knows the mood of pregnant women must be very sensitive and worried about something excessively.

"Please ah. sultry!" Arie thrashed, trying to let go of the burly hand that held her tightly.

"No way," said Alex spoiled.

"I stink, haven't had a bath, let go."

"No."

"Isshhh. All the way there, your shirt's tangled."

"No way, he wants the same mother," Alex spoke mimicking the voice of a child whining at his mother. Arie smiled a little.

"What a mama, I'm not your mama!" ketus Arie's.

"Yes, you are my hot Mama" whispered Alex.

Arie smiled knot. His mood is better. Her husband's appeal was always successful in making her heart flowery.

"What the hell!" Arie blushed in shame.

"We sport first yes, he has woken up just by approaching you like this" Alex said with a heavy voice.

Alex bit the little ear tips of his wife. A warm breath sweeps over Arie's neck, making her bristle. Arie felt something hard, pressing behind him.

"But it's still morning, what was last night lacking?" Arie bit her little lips, as her husband was already starting to wildly kiss her neck.

"You're driving me crazy." Alex pulls his wife's hand and takes her to their quarrel.

The grandfather who saw the incident from upstairs could only shake his head. Young blood, always hot. For a moment Grandpa Wu imagined his youth with his grandmother.

Arie clutched the hair of Alex who was playing at two of his favorite twin melons. Slowly he began to play his heirloom in the narrow jungle of his wife.

"Emmm.." Arie bellows as Alex's heirloom fills her.

His body convulsed violently, Alex pulled himself to look at his wife with a dream. His eyes were like hungry lions ready to eat him.

"Don't be like that." Arie turned his red face away.

Countless times they do this bed sport. However, Arie still felt embarrassed as Alex stared at her innocent body.

His chest went up and down following his hunting breath. The two chewy melons also moved, looking comforting. Alex smiled widely, feeling anxious with his wife blushing. He lowered his head to put his lips on the smooth skin of the wife's neck.

" I love you, my hot Mama." Alex rained down on his remains violently and deeply. Make Arie melen*uh long.

Votes******* are echoing in that room. It was a beautiful song welcoming their morning. Their sweat melts into one.