The President's Wife

Chapter 104: Making love in broad daylight

Pram and Kailla have been sitting in front of the obstetrician who treated Kailla from before pregnancy, pregnancy, miscarriage and now.

“How about Sir, Bu?” greet the female obstetrician who began to memorize with both.

Kailla was seen issuing lab test results that she had just taken last week. His and Pram's test results, too, handed them to the doctor.

The doctor is seen reading one by one the results of tests that have been carried out both. Until finally a perfect smile was on her lips.

“The result is good, everything is normal. Both Father and Mother are healthy, there are no obstacles whatsoever,” explained the doctor's mother lifted her view from the laboratory test results paper.

The doctor's deft hand turned on the remaining envelope, rereading it. His fingers are seen underlining the results of tests in the form of numbers that are not equalled by ordinary people.

“Torch test results are also good. No toxins and the like. Everything's great. It may just take more patience,” explained the doctor, smiling at Pram and Kailla.

“Come on, we'll check again. Don't be bored. Who knows a few weeks ago was not present, suddenly now there is hiding inside,” said the doctor's mother, asked Kailla to lie on top of the gurney and start doing regular checks.

Kailla has been visiting too often, already memorized. Until the initial nervousness was so domineering, he now felt that the doctor's room was like his own home.

“Wah, it seems that it is still not until the delivery of the package, Mom,” said the doctor used the word joke to make his patients more relaxed and not swallow disappointed again. After almost four months this always fails.

The doctor's fingers were scribbling without clarity with the writing of his worm on his greatness table. Scribbles that only the pharmacist could read, were likely like that.

“As usual, I only prescribe vitamins. Stay healthy, exercise regularly, consume healthy foods and do not stress,” advice the doctor before experiencing both.

The two stepped out of the doctor's office limply. The same result, they repeatedly had to accept.

“Honey, you go straight home or back to daddy?” tanya Pram, handed over the package containing vitamins she had just obtained from the pharmacy.

“I'm tired, maybe I go home,” Kailla said, sighing rudely at the contents of the bag.

“Why is this vitamin larger than the previous vitamin?” kailla looked at her husband.

“Spirit of fighting, dear,” whispered Pram.

“Ah. Why don't you just take the vitamins,” continued Kailla snorting annoyed. Again he had to take a giant-sized vitamin.

“Already, don't be chatty. Later I ask the doctor to inject you, if you do not want to take vitamins,” threatened Pram immediately made Kailla shrink.

“No! I don't want to be injected. It was more terrible than having to take vitamin.”

“Ya. Then don't protest too much!”

***

The car that Bayu was driving, had just arrived at the gate of the house. Security seemed to be running to open the door. Kaila, who spends most of her days in the hospital, was left in a state of astonishment when her shadow appeared on the doorstep.

“Non, why go home fast today?” ask Mother Ida.

“Yes, I'm tired Mom. Want to sleep for a while,” said Kailla, waltzing up to the second floor. The place where his bedroom is.

Pram who followed behind, seemed to hand a bag of vitamins to Mother Ida.

“That's vitamin Kailla, remind that brat to drink it on time,” Pram orders. Follow the stairs that lead him to the room.

As soon as Pram stepped into her bedroom, it appeared that Kailla had already laid down, lying on her back on the bed while stretching her arms wide. He lowered his hands like he was flying.

“Hmmm, it's convenient,” Kailla said,. The closed face covered the sweet smile on her lips. The smile had not disappeared completely, when suddenly Pram kissed her warm. A light kiss that deepens. More demanding and full of desire decapan.

Deg—

Kailla's eyes open with her heart hunting, finding Pram stalking her all the way to their bedroom.

“Honey, didn't he say he wanted to go to the office?” kailla asked in astonishment, after pushing the small body of Pram who overstimulated her.

“I changed my mind, Honey,” whispered Pram, slowly. Exhaling softly in Kailla's ear, he made his wife shudder. Staring at her husband with a look full of horror.

“No! It's still noon. You don't fuck me!” reject Kailla, after successfully mastering the hand of Pram who snuck into the back of his white T-shirt.

“Come, we try to make it during the day,” refer Pram. Without further ado, her hands had already pulled out Kailla's shirt past her head, trailing behind a lace-patterned bra.

“Ah.. You are not to the office?” kailla asked, trying to distract Pram. Her husband had already slipped his right hand behind Kailla's back, fumbling. Looking for a hook that will free two captives who were a dozen years in Kailla's confinement with her expensive bra.

Sretta! It is not until five seconds, the eighth wonder of the world after the expensive Taj in India and the great wall of China was plastered real and ready to flirt.

“Ah! Why are you so annoying!” kailla. That slender body was already sitting upright. Prepare to put up a fight.

“Already, you should just obey, Kai,” said Pram, loosening the knot of the tie on the neck. Enough with one pull, the tie also fared the same as the bra of his wife. Turning to open one by one the buttons of his blue shirt, smiling grinned while threshing the chest of the field complete with a few slices of torn bread in his abdominal muscles.

“Ah.!” Kailla protests back, though, kala Pram again overlaps and pecks all over the face then drops a few inches and dips wet smooth neckline that has been looked up when the hands of the naughty Pram start squeezing and cupping twin mounds the special.

Kailla's small protest turned to a light sigh as Pram began stocking the ownership stamp on almost part of the body over his wife.

Four years of sailing the wedding ark with Kailla, of course Pram has ended many things about his wife, including tricks to topple Kailla on the bed.

The small sigh of Kailla's thin lips further spurred Pram's lust and desire. Almost crazy when he managed to strip off the entire thread attached to the beautiful body of his wife. Currently half of Pram's brain is already in the air, the other half is left in the meeting room.

My God, why would he try to leave the project of tens of billions at the meeting table just to have fun with his wife in bed.

Pram's hand, which was guerrilla at the top, switched along the slender waist curve and increasingly down. Make Kailla float into the air.

Half begging, his wife finally whined already, after waiting a long time, Pram just toying with his feelings.

“Come, Honey,” pinta Kailla, beg. Pram who had the upper hand just smiled full of nosiness, toying with his wife at the most important moment. However, in the end Pram weakened, after seeing Kailla like a hot worm doused in handwashing soap liquid.

Beautiful unity in the sun is still showing off its prowess. Decorating sweat and sweat accompanied by the breath of the two who hunt and snarl violently.

Kailla even had to repeatedly stick her long fingernails on her husband's burly back, each and every one of her essential pleasures approaching her. Not the first, but every time you spend together with your husband, everything feels beautiful.

Perfect final achievement on mutual agreement. By squeezing Pram's rough wavy hair, accompanied by a strangulation held back because Pram thrust his shoulder to be bitten by his wife when he reached the most beautiful place in their current cooperation.

Feminine sighs mixed with masculine moans that indicate the laying of the first stone is finished already. Pram presents a warm kiss on his wife's sweaty forehead, which forces a smile when fatigue strikes.

“Thank you Darling,” whispered Pram every time he finished it.

The silent smile on Kailla's lips was enough to answer them all.

“Stay lying there until my babies find their hiding place. If you wake up now, I'm afraid my children will play hazy like their mother used to,” Pram joked full of seriousness in it.

***

Pram just came out of his walk in closet after cleaning himself for a while. His footsteps came to a halt as he looked at Kailla who was sleeping in peace.

Smooth snoring accompanied by regular slow breaths indicates his wife has fallen asleep comfortably. So that he could not wake her. The man had already pulled the curtains, making the room darken instantly. Turn on the sleeping lights so that Kailla can enjoy the comfort.

The burly hand also tidied up the blanket that covered his wife's innocent body as the phone on the nightstand creaked small due to the vibration of the phone. Pram accidentally turns off his ringing voice while with Kailla.

Dozens of image messages sent by Pram's men made Pram's emotions peak. His wife was playing cat behind him.

Looking at her eyes with a smile that suddenly disappeared from the corner of her lips, Pram could only clench her hands for now. Displaying books that are whitened in order to restrain emotions.

***

To be continued

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