Dila's breath is irregular. Her heartbeat faster every second as the sweat dripped from her body. The heat of their burning passion overcame the cold of the air conditioner. Dila caught her breath and tied her hair. She felt hot because her whole body was wet with sweat. Bara lied to her. He said it would be a 'Quicky' but instead, the man asked for two rounds. Bara was still lying limp in bed with his arms outstretched and his body was only covered by a blanket. Behind the blanket, the man was totally naked. He was very satisfied that he had taken his wife's nectar. He smiled happily looking at Dila who was taking a towel in the cabinet.
"Dear, where are you going?" he teased.
"Take a shower," replied Dila.
Bara hinted at Dila to come closer, when the woman approached him, Bara hugged Dila then kissed her cheek.
"Thank you, dear." Bara said.
"As a thank you, I want to take Tia out for a while to accompany me shopping. Can I?" Dila smilling.
