The Touch of Gendis Love

Eser Sevket and Ozge Sevket

Eser Sevket, ceo a well-known company in Indonesia. A Turk whose good looks need not be doubted. Mapan, young and very handsome. Definition of perfection of a man worthy of coveting.

The man once made Gendis' head slightly bumped because of the wrong whiteboard removal throw. Eser actually just wanted to give a warning to the students who were sitting behind Gendis. What power his eyes, hands and mind were at that moment was not a single goal.

In addition to a ceo, Eser often filled business negotiation courses at several well-known management business faculties in Indonesia. Especially at the campus, Eser is a permanent lecturer for the course.

Imagining a perfectionist man makes, his confidence shrinks. No student has a perfect A. Gendis who are desperately trying, often have to give up with the final result A-.

"Ndis, Ndis ..." call Surti, awaken him from the daydream of doubt.

"How's it?" miss Alika asked again.

"I-That's Mr. Eser Sevket, my lecturer, miss." Gendis tried to find an excuse.

"Owh, then, you're his sister. He's a little more calm. Still want to refuse?" miss Alika looked impatient.

"No, Miss. I'm willing." replied Gendis, finally.

"Ti, Urus!" miss Alika gave the code to Surti to dress and replace Gendis clothes with standard masseuse clothes there.

Surti brought Gendis into a room two by three meters. "This will be your resting place, while waiting for guests." The woman gave a smooth satin floral dress with a kimono model.

After changing his clothes, Surti styled his fat hair to be neatly sped up. Then pin a Japanese wooden konde skewer there. Polishing the lips of Gendis with red-light lipstick.

'Perfect,' Inner Surti.

Gendis saw the reflection of her face in the mirror, too beautiful just to massage Shiatsu as she had done all this time. Usually the uniform is only a green shirt with black pants. No need for lipstick this red, because Gendis customers are mostly mothers responsible. They just want a massage and patient ears to hear the chatter.

"Come, I'll take you with me." lead Surti.

Gendis flabbergasted as she set foot out of the elevator. Buildings that only look like a magnificent office building, inside turned out to be many folds more luxurious.

Elegant wooden partitions almost dominate all buildings. Replicas of cherry blossoms made of selected materials are displayed in various corners, expensive yellow lights are dim, and the aroma of therapeutic fragrances make the atmosphere of Indonesia almost imperceptible in this place.

"My job was to deliver just to get here. You'll be done in two hours. I'll wait for you in the lobby. Do your job well, no matter what. Remember Damar's dream." Surti left Gendis in front of a room that read VVIP 2A.

'Look at me, Lord ... Join me in every step. Give ease and blessing to everything I do. Amen ....' Gendis opened the door while praying in her heart.

A man was waiting for him there. I wear a kimono with my bare feet.

"Good night, sir. My name is Gendis. I'll massage the Master tonight. Can we start now?" Gendis kept her head down, keeping her eyes from feeling admiration.

The man did not reply, walking around the body of Gendis who stood upright as if to follow the flag ceremony, but with a lowered face.

He opened the Kimono that had closed his body, then immediately turned his stomach on a wooden board with a thick white cloth and soft casually.

"Excuse me, sir." Gendis began to move his thumb on the smooth white shoulder of the customer with a fairly strong pressure.

The customer enjoyed the Gendis-style Shiatsu massage. What a touch of the girl's fingers made her very comfortable. The power given was very fitting, the point that Gendis touched not only made Rilex, but the headache he had felt, disappeared instantly.

For the customer, two hours seemed so fast. But for Gendis, long and tormenting. Not because he was out of energy. But the beauty and good looks that were in front of him, really made him swallow his own saliva many times.

"What's your name?" tanyanya, while wearing back her kimono towel.

"Gendis, Mister. Can I excuse you now? my task is done" said Gendis carefully.

The man scrunched his forehead, fusing the thick eyebrows that were above both eyes. "Didn't Alika tell you who I am?"

"Sir is the younger brother of Mr. Eser Sevket." Gendis replied innocently.

"That's not what I mean, did Alika not tell you what you should do after massaging me?" The man who had yet to introduce his name, stepped forward to approach Gendis.

Feeling that what was about to happen was not right, the girl walked backwards to keep her distance well maintained.

But the wall makes its move must stop. "I like your massage, so far only you can make my headache disappear immediately. That means, you can only hold certain guests. I don't want to, the one holding me is the armour of many."

"Sorry, Sir. You can, the Master spoke a little far from me," Gendis placed both hands right on her chest, protecting her almost perfectly squeezed self.

"Call me Ozge, I don't like being called Master. You are not my slave, if you serve me. Then we should do it with pleasure. I don't like slavery. I love games that involve feeling, although so far I have never felt. How much do you want?" the question of the man named Ozge managed to make Gendis increasingly negative thoughts.

The girl closed her eyes, squeezing the clothes she was wearing to suppress the overwhelming nervousness that had only been felt this first time.

Ozge swallowed his own saliva, this was the first time he had met Gendis, but somehow the girl's touch was not only soothing, but it could also tense his core without a direct touch.

Everything that appeared in front of him was tempting to faith. Se* Appeal that Gendis has is indeed very strong. He can make the opposite sex always comfortable and challenged when near him.

Ozge smiled gently, he was using his instincts at the moment. He felt that the girl in front of him was a good girl.

Although he can afford to pay and can be pushy, but he does not want to do things excessively. This time, he just wanted to make sure that his conjecture was correct.

"Master-" the sound of Gendis increasingly vibrated.

"Ozge, Ndis, not Mister." he whispered, pulling a skewer of conde in the snot. Makes the girl's hair unravel perfectly.

'Beautiful,' inner Ozge, his eyes can't lie if he's being blown away at first sight.

Gendis's eyes were not open, she was really scared right now. His face paled, Breath heaved, especially when he felt Ozge's nose slightly stuck to his nose. Gendis' hands were so cold and sweaty.

Ozge smiled with satisfaction. Luck is on his side, tonight he found a new toy that is still original.

In the midst of a pinch situation, one indeed had to dare to act and make a decision quickly. This is what came to Gendis' head. With courage and strength, the girl bent her knees as high as her thighs, then swung her knees perpendicular to the top of the target.

"Ac.www ...." Ozge grimaced in pain, drifting away from Gendis limping and clutching a valuable asset between his two thighs using two palms.

Seeing an opportunity, Gendis immediately ran out the door without looking to the right, left and forward. The girl was just trying to run away as fast as possible.

Unfortunately, it cannot be denied, profit cannot be achieved. Gendis instead hit someone's back very hard.

"Sorry, Sir. Please forgive me."