The Temptation of the Desire of the Stepchild

Initial S

"Mas Sergey .... "

Hearing a soft voice, Sergey turned around and saw Intania sitting on the edge of the mattress with her eyes still sleepy.

"I'm not Sergey, I'm Ergi" said Sergey, frozen as Intania stood with her eyes half-closed, then held and hugged his arm. Sergey seemed sedated and obeyed Intania.

"Where are you going, Mom. I miss you, Mommy."

Sergey was still sedated from the start Intan pulled him to the bed, until Intania was now closed by hugging his right arm.

"I miss this smell of yours, Mom."

Sergey could not twitch, when he felt the feet of Intania on his thighs. It could be bad if Intan wakes up and gets angry at Ergi's face. But something is strange. He felt uneasy and uncomfortable with Intan's defense in the chest. Unlike the first who immediately have a desire. Now he's just shivering.

After waiting for Intania to fall asleep again, Sergey took Intan's hand away from her. He took a step-by-step with misgivings, fearing that Intania would wake up. Finally, he returned to the pavilion as Lana slept.

Sergey took off his watch, t-shirt and training pants. He changed his pants, and just put on his sleeping pants, and then cleared his legs. She slept so keeping her distance from Lana. Then glanced silently as Lana's body now faced her. The nightclothes print Lana's chest that does not wear core clothes make Sergey swallow Saliva, then turn Lana's back.

Lana's eyes opened and her vision dimmed, looking at Nita's face tattoo on the burly skin of her back. He wanted to move out and get out of this house. It seems, now uncomfortable to see her husband who is a driver-introducing Nita. Sometimes he thinks

... What special Nita, once father and son took Nita. Now also Ergi who knows who and came from where to defend Nita, than she who is now a wife.

Lana rolled over slowly until her back now hit that warm back. Then Lana was closed when she felt her husband shift and now held her back.

The burly hand slid behind the negligee, making Lana tremble and cool by the touch as if carrying an electric charge in high voltage. He bit his inner cheek until his tongue felt a taste of iron, possibly blood. His body held a tremendous tingling sensation until it made its breath go up and down.

Lana's gaze grew dim, her gritted martial arts forming a strange pattern. He felt the male's drool being haired and how hard Ergi's maleness made him horny swallow his saliva slowly.

As the minutes passed, Lana kept waiting, she thought Ergi would continue some sort of hot guerrilla. A kind of fever that reminds him of the first night that changed his whole life and the view of Ergi.

Ergi's elusan hands stopped when Lana cupped Ergi's hands and the woman was a little disappointed because at that time her husband's maleness began to shrink.

Sergey tries to shut down, but can't. She wants to wait for a baby in Lana's bladder. Can't wait to see the baby soon, and can't wait to part with Lana. Then how will Lana after living alone, will she go back to the impostor?

As a result, a sense of kasian appears again and makes Sergey afraid that this will continue to ensnare him and make him vulnerable to Lana. Although only limited to the taste of kasian, but too dangerous if this is allowed it could be that feeling is rampant. Don't let, don't let .. he's eaten. He doesn't know Lana's intentions towards him, which may be bad. More horrified if his son will be used to ask for strange things.

When Sergey slept well, he felt something on his cheek. She opened her eyes and found Lana peeping her cheeks. Sergey held back a shudder. Kasian, maybe a baby who wants to kiss her cheek. Sergey wrapped his hands around Lana's waist and pulled until the pregnant belly came into contact with her stomach while his eyes continued to stare at Lana's dim eyes.

"You awake?" Sergey was more alert as the kiss approached the corner of his lips. After she waited a long time, thank God Lana did not kiss her lips.

"Mas .... I want some spice like yesterday before Mas will take Moses."

"Yes, I'll make it." Sergey tilted left and rubbed the corner of the eye, pesky there's eye shit, made him shy. The man turned back to his right to see Lana and her lips colliding with Lana's lips. As if there was electricity, the hip was reflexively pressed onto Lana due to a strange effect on the creeping sensation in the body.

"Did my baby miss his dad?" Sergey kissed Lana's lips. "For my baby." The burly hands of reflex held Lana's nape as the woman would move away and slowly tuck in once again resulting in their breath descending irregularly and colliding with each other giving a warm effect on their cheeks.

Lana was surprised, she could not stay away because of the nape held by Sergey. The view dimmed after getting a gentle swab at the nape until he moaned with his lips still attached.

Lana gulped down the saliva feeling Ergi's maleness that started hard on the leg. "Mas, my hands are tired" whispered Lana with a frequent nudge of her husband's fast-breathing lips.

"Mas, can you ask?"

"No, I'll be late." Lana reflexively replied, she was still upset that yesterday was abandoned.

"Well, if the husband asks and is rejected, it's a sin." Sergey in a low tone as if giving understanding.

"This time let it be sin, it's already half seven and Mas must get ready, Moses will be late."

Sergey snorted, his turn to be rejected. Not disappointed to play . He is already like drunk, if not removed it will interfere with the focus of driving. Lana's lips pressed down and a strange taste in the sensation of electrocution actually made her soul excited. He does not know if the left hand has reveraas pantaat wife who is now larger because of pregnancy than when the first time doing husband and wife relationship.

A light kiss, and Sergey's bite begins to change amid the madness and sanity that keeps raging not to kiss Lana, but he is surprised to get a reply that makes him forget about the land.

As if channeling all pent-up emotions during these three months, Sergey was so unpredictable in Lana's reaction that he was filled with sweat. The unexpected passion seemed to emerge from hiding and urged with full force. There was no disgust, but rather he enjoyed the moaning sounds of him and Lana.

Half an hour later Lana was so embarrassed when Ergi first carried her to the bathroom and soaked her skin. Damn, once this, her husband made this heart melt unbounded. Makes me even more curious about who this Ergi is.

Ever since he and Ergi experienced the release earlier, Ergi's usual cold gaze now turned so deep. What is the attitude of a man, his calm after a relationship. Then next time each time out of contact, he should ask for something to strengthen the relationship.

"Mas, I want dinner." Lana grimaces because the husband's massage on the legs is slightly hardened. "Ah, pain."

"Dinner?" Ergi massage then loosened. He lifted Lana's leg and kissed the instep full of soaking foam with a sensual gaze because it was still enjoying the good morning exercise just now. They were soaking in the bathtub for fifteen minutes. "Other times, huh?"

"But I want it tonight. It doesn't have to be the same. I'm going out on my own." Lana in a disappointed tone and kept her feet away from her husband's lips. She no longer knows with the attitude of her husband who always makes her like loved, still sometimes rejected outright.

"Mas wants to pick up Rama, then just come home at 9. Where's that clock going?" Sergey got up and rinsed in the rinse room. Lana still hasn't answered.

When Sergey finished drying his hair and shaping the hair with a pomade, Lana came out with a towel coil. The more beautiful woman stopped in front of him with a suit. Sergey takes a rough breath and obeys Lana when Lana wants to help him.

"Mas, be careful on the road."

"Enough, I know. Next time I don't have to care about me anymore for this business, I can do it myself." Sergey was uncomfortable because of this reflexive tinge. She doesn't want Lana to follow what Nita used to do to her, help with the dress. Given that it makes his mood ugly, especially because of the look of Lana who was disappointed.

"Hurry, you're ready. Let me take you to the hospital." Sergey moved away from Lana to put on his shoes. While Lana is seen putting the doctor's suit into the bag. He smiled, not expecting to have a general practitioner's wife.

Sergey drove his granddaughter to school, then drove Lana with silence and the beautiful figure of Lana with no clothes. Good thing his wife has a nice body slim tight. Shit, she couldn't forget Lana's mess, after she asked Lana not to hold back her voice. Sergey is getting frustrated and he's stuck on his own game.

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Sergey never thought when Lana took him to the cat rice dinner on the side of the road. Then came Lana's friends who invited chatting, interrupting her time with Lana. The male Koas were pretentious to be close to Lana.

Sergey watched the young men. He may be more handsome, but he feels old. Lana realizes that she is old, even though her maleness is getting stronger.

Along the way home, Sergey chose to be silent when Lana cherrywis and tell the cuteness of the characteristics of his friend. The guy wearing is discussed anyway. Basic women are insensitive. A wife tells another man. Makes Sergey a little less.

Those sweet guys were prospective doctors, while he was a commoner. Lana's not proud to have him, because he's just an ordinary person? Supposedly, Lana prides her in front of her friends, that is, but isn't she disguised as a driver, so what are you proud of?

"Oh!" Sergey let out a rough breath.

"Why, Mas?"

"I'm hungry, what food was not full. That's not a dinner, but a group. Next time you ask dinner, there's no need to call them."

Lana's face froze. It turns out that Ergi was silent because he did not like his friends. "Kan, just papasan, Mas. Lana didn't invite them."

"Next time we meet, we move on."

"Good, Mas." Lana is saddened by the gloomy face of her husband. "Mas, what do you want to eat?"

"Sate Goat."

After the dinner, which her husband said the dinner was chaotic, Lana was just raging once in the room. The husband immediately hit him with a lot of excitement after the door closed, until he was overwhelmed. Her husband's body feels hotter, probably due to the effects of eating goats.

Lana smiles triumphant when in Ergi's hot and moist embrace the remnants of their sweat both of which smell fragrant. Even they have not been to the bathroom and choose to sleep cuddling with Ergi who has snored lightly in a sweet, masculine face, without a thread with the aroma of pandan so obvious in the room.

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Intania slept for a few days in her ex-husband's room after the first night she had a dream. Dreamed of meeting Sergey.

It is difficult to remove the figure of Sergey from his life, this is aggravated by the presence of the driver. He back so often pay attention to the movements of Ergi who looks like Sergey. From the elegant way of holding a cup, driving that shows the charisma side, gardening-Sergey also likes to garden, until one day he asked Ergi to make tea and everything feels like Sergey made.

"Why so I likened the driver to the late Mas Sergey. Sucks, what's the effect of the slow itself?" muttered Intan when memotongi yellowing leaves in the rose garden.

Intania glared as she glanced back at the driver's presence while carrying a tray containing ....

"Mrs ....?"

"What did you bring?"

"Baclav."

Intania grimaced, damn it was also her husband's favorite Turkish food. "What food is that?" tanya Intania pretended not to know.

"You want to taste this?" Sergey smiled as Intania seemed to want this so much.

"Please have the tea for me too. Wait." Wait." Intania removed the gloves after putting the plant scissors on the bench. He washed his hands and glimmered at the snack on the glass table.

Intania cleared her throat and kept imange sitting elegantly while Ergi was still standing in a ready position like any other servant. With impetuous Intan biting Baklava. Right. Rasany reminds her of her husband's handmade, plus chamomile tea.

"Mrs, why are you crying?" Sergey grabbed the glove and handed it to Intan. She was also weak at crying, moreover this Intan was already considered like her own sister. "Not good, Madam?"

"Sir Ergi no job what? Go there, leave me alone!"

Sergey did not understand what made Intania cry. He stayed away and peeked a little from a distance as Intan wiped away the tears with his handkerchief.

"I still love you, Mom! I was lonely after you left. There is no place to share. I'm confused Vira wants to get married. How am I supposed to do, Mas? How's that Vira's candidate I'm not sure, should I ban Vira?" whinek Intania was annoyed by looking over the entire red rose garden. Tired of his own thoughts on his future son-in-law.

Intan frowned, looking at the glove with the initials S. He's seen this, he remembers washing this, it belonged to Mas Sergey. It really belongs to Mas Sergey, the Inner Intania with 1000 percent belief.