Two Rings of the CEO

Don't Look at Me

Little by little Zara began to learn to play her role as a good wife. The little girl was on the walk in closet and chose the clothes that her husband would wear.

"Sir, which outfit do you want to wear?" zara asked with a slight turn, looking at Arka who was standing waiting behind her, but a second later the girl quickly turned her gaze back, half holding back the embarrassment of being with her husband.

"I leave it all to you. Whatever you choose, it must look appropriate for me to use." seduced Arka a little pranking his wife who was all his might in embarrassment and awkwardness.

If the other day he only uses a towel to cover his athletic body, so as not to surprise the wife to make him fall for the second time, so that he will not be surprised, now he does not want to repeat it again and coat it again in towel pajamas.

Zara thought hard. Indeed, he is still very minimal knowledge if you consider the problem of combining clothes to look fit, but whatever the power, choose with origin this time will certainly do the girl, he said, after all if Arka wouldn't have used it if the choice was weird.

A Navy suit stelan with a plain white shirt and a dark tie became an option after spending a few minutes thinking.

"What if this one, sir." Zara showed me the clothes that still left the clothes hangers in her hands.

Arka smiled and showed no rejection.

"Give me his shirt and pants" Arka said, holding out her right arm.

Just his pants and shirt, then what about his suit and tie.

"Jas and his tie sir?"

"That guy first, I'm gonna change clothes."

I don't know what the intention behind the handsome man's words, which is clear Jas and tie he left just like that even though he was actually changing his clothes in the other corner of the room.

Zara was still standing glued to her original place with a suit and tie in hand. A neat arc with a shirt and pants material, suddenly appeared with a thin smile on his lips.

"Come here" asked Arka to Zara.

Zara approached and stopped within two meters of her husband.

"That tie's my neck."

Zara swallowed her saliva heavily.

How about this, I've never worn a tie on anyone before. I definitely wouldn't be able to do it.

"Come closer, so you don't have any trouble."

Zara walked closer until she was right in front of her husband. Staring at the towering high body that is impossible she can fit a tie if her husband does not duck.

Actually whatever Mr. Arka used to be

eat until his body can be this high.

The corner of Arka's lips seemed to twitch withholding laughter. Threw a round chair that had sat his wife until it ended up falling down and sat on it to line his wife's high fingers.

"Easy is easier, right? Now put it up."

Close-up. Both are very close. Zara, who had struggled with her husband's spontaneous behavior, could only be stunned and silent.

"But I've never paired a tie before sir." Oath by whatever, the little girl was no longer to the task that was given to her, but now turned on the beautiful face of her husband.

"I will teach him." said Arka softly.

Zara began to wrap the dark cloth around her husband's neck. When in doubt where to start, suddenly a pair of sturdy hands was guiding him slowly until finally the two pairs of hands with different sizes were swinging and clinging to form a beautiful knot of irregular which was clearly drawn on the hard white shirt that Arka put on.

"How is it, easy isn't it?"

The soft voice spread all the thoughts that raged in Azzara's mind.

Not in a position like this, sir. Especially if you are looking at me. For a long time I could really faint because of you sir.

"Now, comb my hair." Arka grabbed a small black object from his shirt pocket which was nothing but a small comb with a diameter of no more than the pocket of the suit he was wearing.

I really should do this.

The girl received a tiny comb from her husband's hand and began touching the half-wet black mane. His heart began to beat irregularly as their eyes clung to each other at such a close distance.

Please don't look at me, sir.

"Master wants me to set it up like what it is."

Again Arka looked at his little wife clingy while smiling gently.

"Just up to you. You must know what's best for me" replied Arka still staring lekay at his wife.

Stop Mister. Don't stare at me like that, I could really faint because of you.

Zara began to comb the black mane that felt very soft back. The aroma of the fragrant shampoo and the gentle mane strands make it easier for the girl to linger combing. Not to forget he gave a gentle massage on his comb.

Make the husband close the netra, enjoy a touch that feels so comfortable.

In between the consciousness, Arka pointed both hands and anchored on his wife's waist. I don't know why he's so comfortable in a position like this.

Zara, who gasped and stiffened, let it happen. The husband in front of her was closed while enjoying every single hand on her head. Although he honestly wanted to push and run away, but his heart seemed to say something else and enjoy the stroke that Arka gave him.

It is in these circumstances and positions that for the first time both look intimate. Mutual channeling flavors with each other that have not been met so far. Feel the familiarity and comfort of each other.