The Love of the Duda

TCSD 2: Rear Main

Rain drenched the body of a man who had just got out of his car. Many times he honked the car horn but apparently the housekeeper did not hear it. It could be, he was in the bathroom or maybe fell asleep in the guard room. While the sound of rain that sounded rowdy falling from the sky, as if increasingly muffle the sound of the car horn, so that none of the people in this big house heard it. In the end, he chose to get out of the car and open the gate in front of him.

Meanwhile, in one of the rooms located not far from the back garden. It seems that two humans are dissolving in a sea of passionate desire. The position of the woman is confined under the body of a burly man who is spurring his body to provide the pleasure so desired by the woman. The woman was seen repeatedly biting her lower lip as if affirming that the sense of pleasure was controlling her mind.

"Yeeaaahh... Baby ... Come on's... Sooner, darling, I'll be there soon ... Sshhhhhhhhh...."

"Oh Honey.... Yours really still feels cramped... Oohh... Oohhhh this is so delicious Honey....!!!"

The two human bodies are fused. There is not a single thread that blocks the view of the two to look at each other fully and all the charm that is in the curves of each body. Both bodies are racing. Squeezing each other, stomping each other, rocking until it makes a special sound of a rocking bed.

"Ooohhhh Baby .... I'll be there... Ohhh... Ohhh...."

"Yeahhhh.. Honey.... Let's get it together...."

"Ooohhh... Ohhhh... Ohhh..."

"Shhhh.... Sjsshh....Sjssshhhh....."

"Aaaaarrrgghhhhbaby..... Honeyyy...."

The long stretch of the two men became the end of their struggle on this rainy night. Their bodies appear limp, but they do not reduce the satisfaction they feel. Satisfied, because the inner needs of both can be channeled.

"It looks like the 'impotent' is home, Beb. I'm back in the room first."

The thirty-five-year-old woman was seen picking up red lingerie strewn across the floor. While the man quickly pulled the woman's body to be in his arms.

"I still want to play with you Hon!" He said after picking up the red lips of this woman.

The woman smiled. He caresses the chest of the man who became a friend of his struggle with a sensual touch. "Tomorrow we do again, baby. Now I'm going to meet that 'impotent' and you go back to the guard station, so that no one suspects what we've done."

In the end, the man released the woman from his arms. But before the woman left, he first clenched her lips intensely. "We'll do it back tomorrow, Hon!"

"Whatever to you, Beb!"

Without them noticing, in front of the room door was an elderly woman clearly seeing what the two were doing inside this room. His chest felt so rumbled to imagine what his granddaughter-in-law did in this room with a man who was none other than security in this house.

"Basar women ja*lang. I'll make sure my grandson divorces you soon. And you will not accept my inheritance!"

The elderly woman set foot leaving this cursed room. He stepped foot while turning his brain so that he could immediately get the woman out of his house. A woman with the title of wife who has been betrayed by a husband who is facing the test of his life.

"Oma! Oma from where? It's late at night like this why hasn't Oma slept?"

Rangga Danabrata Dewandaru, a thirty-seven-year-old man was a little surprised when he saw the grandmother who still had not rested at a late time like this.

"Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Oma just from the kitchen to take Wa's drink. You just got home? And why do your clothes look soaked like that?"

"If it's just to take a drink, why didn't Oma ask aunty to help him get a drink?" God tried to unbutton the shirt he was wearing, he took off his shirt and left only a thin white shirt. "Times the gods honk the car horn but no one opens the door. God thinks Mr. Damar is asleep at Ma's security post!"

Obviously Damar did not hear the car horn that you sounded Wa. It's all because Damar was making fun of your wife in the back room.

Agnia Andita Maharani who is none other than the wife of the God approached towards the husband. In a loving tone, he was seen welcoming the return of the Gods.

The gods smile sweetly. He pulled Dita's body and she took it into his arms. "Yes Dear. I just finished teraphy to restore my condition as before."

"really? That means you'll recover as soon as you can, right?"

With a lot of affection Dewa rubbed the head of Dita. "Wish soon I can recover, dear. So that I can return to bring happiness and inner satisfaction to you."

Dita stroked the cheek of the God gently. "That must be darling. I will always pray for you, so that you can recover soon."

"Oh, honey, where are you from? Why are you looking out of the back garden?"

The mind of God was slightly disturbed by the presence of Dita coming from behind. It's late, but his wife still seems to be wandering in the back garden.

Dita gasps. Tetiba's heart beats irregularly. "Emmmmm-tips... Th-that's... I just..."

"Your wife is looking for the wind behind Wa," timpal oma Widuri slashed Dita's speech. He then linked his gaze towards the granddaughter-in-law, looking fixedly at her eyes with an intangible gaze. "It's like that, isn't it Ta? The wind in the back garden must be more refreshing, right?"

Both of Dita's eyes were wide. The words of the elderly woman in front of him seemed to give a signal if he knew something. However, Dita tried to think positively. So the emotional changes in her that made her panic a little was not so noticeable.

"Yes Oma. I was looking from behind for the wind. For some reason in a heavy rain like this, I just feel the rage."

Oma Widuri smiled sinisterly.

You growl and open all your clothes in front of Damar and go naked there. Really my wife is immoral.

God pinched the wife's tiny nose. "Darling... Next time don't be like this. I'm worried if you catch a cold because of the night wind."

Dita nodded slowly while tightening the circle of her arms at the waist of the God. "Yes dear."

"Yes, let's go to the room! I want to change my clothes immediately." The god approached the Oma. "Oma, God go up first. After this Oma immediately rest ya."

"All right, son!"

Dewa and Dita join hands to wander away leaving the Oma Widuri. They went up the stairs while joking, until in the end the shadow of the two disappeared from the eyes of Oma Widuri.

Oma Widuri looked at the granddaughter's back with a look of pity. A man who is so good in treating his wife and always spoils her but is instead reciprocated with a betrayal.

After having an accident exactly one week from the wedding of the grandson half a year ago, the grandson lost his power. There are injured nerves around the sensitive area of the grandson so that his property can not be erect. In the last three months, Dewa has been doing therapy and consulting with doctors. But it seems that Dita is no longer able to resist all her desires, until in the end, she plays back with the security of this house.

Poor you Wa has been lied to outright by your own wife. Oma promised to find evidence of your wife's depraved behavior behind your back. After that Oma make sure she gets out of this house.

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