WIDOW IN MY BED

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My Amanda: Which good, sugar?

Amanda was shopping with her best friend Camilla when she sent two photos of the same dress model in red and black colors. The similarity is that Amanda’s sexy-looking cleavage makes Matt imagine strange things with his girlfriend’s breasts.

Matt feels excited because he feels perverted just thinking about Amanda. Matt was sure he’d wake up if that woman sent me a third photo.

Shit!

Matt can’t wait to have dinner with Amanda today because they have a date tonight. He hopes Amanda will wear her choice of dress. Unfortunately, the sun has not set, and Matt still has some work to do, which makes him even more impatient.

Matt’s door opened, and Adam’s head popped. “Good afternoon! Hi Boss, I have something to talk to you about. May I come in?”

“Just come in,” Matt said casually, with reading glasses and a white shirt rolled up to the elbow.

Adam sits before Matt and says, “Dad asked me to come home next month.” Adam’s face looks serious. “My mother kept crying because her handsome son had been running away from home for two years.”

“How long have you been in Indonesia?” Matt asked directly. He could work and listen at the same time.

“I don’t know. But from my conversation, maybe I won’t work for you anymore. My parents needed someone to take over the director’s seat at his odong-odong train company, so I had to go home,” Adam said casually but politely because Matt was his superior at work.

Matt frowned. “As far as I know, Abrisam is the business owner of one of the best airlines in Indonesia. The former President’s family can’t have a strange vehicle business like you said earlier.”

“Oh, my gosh. Everything’s still a vehicle, whether it’s a plane or a odong-odong. I’m being modest to look great,” Adam replied with an innocent smile.

“Don’t let yourself claim to be a rich man. even though the account balance is only seventeen thousand rupiahs, I can be laughed at like a tuyul.” Now Adam is laughing like Spongebob, and it sucks to hear. Matt sometimes finds it challenging to communicate with Adam. Still, the differences make them friends over the years, from school to the present.

“I have no problem with you going back to Indonesia. But who’s taking over your job? Jav couldn’t have taken care of everything on his own.”

“You think I was in Russia doing anything all this time? Tea time with the President? Don’t worry. I’ve already got three candidates to take my place. They can be trusted because I train them personally,” explained Adam, laughing by myself.

“Okay. I want to meet them the day after tomorrow. I’ll pick my own.”

“Okay. Ready!” Adam shrieked while paying his perfunctory respects with his hands. “You want to have dinner with me and Jav? It’s on me. Count my farewell party so you don’t feel like you lost me.”

Matt immediately shook, “I’ve got a show to do.”

“With Amanda?” asked Adam.

“Yes. I have a beautiful future wife. Why should dinner with two walking dicks?” Matt said a little cruelly.

“Ohh, my heart hurts Boss. Ever since I met Amanda, it’s like I’ve been dumped. Just be a relief when you’re lonely.” Adam pretended to hold his chest in a languishing voice. “Ehh, if I may ask, what do you want to eat?”

“Maybe steak or pasta.”

“That’s not what I meant, you idiot.” Adam grinned and raised one eyebrow.

“What?” Matt frowned. “You’re an idiot, damn it! Look at your face.”

“Oh, my God, Boss. Do you want to eat Amanda’s lips or something between her thighs for dinner today?” A sick Spongebob-like laugh was heard again. Of course, Adam’s words are in adult scenes that minors should not see. “Are you still in stock, Boss? When you’re done, I have strawberry flavor, or do you want mie goreng? Adam took some condoms out of his wallet.

Matt immediately put his reading glasses on and pointed his middle finger at Adam Husain Abrisam, who kept teasing him while flirting with various condom variants, such as exemplary salespeople.

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Matt wants to blame Adam for the condom talk just now.

After closing the car door, Matt reflexively checks the condom supply on his dashboard. Matt saw three condoms left that he, of course, used with Amanda. Matt always puts it there if he wants to have sex in the car, even though Amanda sometimes lets him get out in her. Matt doesn’t care if Amanda’s pregnant even though she doesn’t like kids. But Matt will love his son with Amanda.

Matt winces when he remembers his shitty past-there’s nothing good about it. Changing women is like changing underwear. But with Amanda, Matt promised he wouldn’t be an asshole again.

Especially after experiencing sex with the woman he loves and without security-making him smile himself like a teenage lover. Ah, Matt’s gotten to love Amanda three thousand times more.

Matt tries to treat Amanda well-even excessively possessive-not because he needs flattery. But Amanda does deserve to be treated like a queen. That would-be wife deserves the best treatment.

Matt got to the address Amanda sent us-a newly opened hamburger shop, not a French restaurant in his shadow. Matt walked to the main door. In front of the store, a mascot-an orange lion doll-distributed discount vouchers. The man was looking for his girlfriend’s whereabouts-Amanda said he had arrived ten minutes ago.

Matt didn’t think that among the people eating hamburgers was a beautiful woman in a white shirt whom he recognized as Amanda.

The man frowned. Did he not understand why the daughter of Australia’s former deputy prime minister would join the hamburger competition? Amanda didn’t have to follow that because Matt could buy a hamburger shop with his whole branch if she wanted to.

“Matt!!” Amanda waved at Matt, hugging his girlfriend while landing a kiss on the cheek.

Amanda showed off two free meal vouchers after successfully finishing a hamburger within a minute. “I won!! We’re eating for free today, Matt!”

Matt couldn’t help but smile, “Why do you want to join the hamburger competition, Babe?” Matt reflex wiped Amanda’s hair, which was full of love. “You can choke if you eat in such a hurry.”

Amanda gave me a little laugh back. “This hamburger shop is the first branch in Sydney because they are from America. I ate their hamburgers once when I went to America, and they tasted delicious. As a chef, shouldn’t I know the different food tastes?” That’s not the reason, but because Matt’s face looks worried. “Besides, it looks like a fun.”

“Okay. But next time, don’t do dangerous things like hamburger competition.” Matt told Amanda with a solemn expression.

Amanda laughed for one second. How could a hamburger be such a danger? Oh, my God, Matt’s possessive level is at its maximum.

“Yes, Mr. possessive. Amanda grabs Matt’s hand and shows him her free voucher. “Today, we eat for free, fun!”

Matt doesn’t know that Amanda has this adorable side, and he’s pleased to see Amanda’s cheerful expression. Amanda could buy anything with the black card she gave her, but she chose to join the eating competition instead. Exciting, he said. Never mind, Matt doesn’t care as long as Amanda’s happy; he’s happy, too.

“How’s work?” Amanda asked Matt while waiting for the hamburger to come.

“My job is fine. But after I got married, I had to fly to Moscow. The Russian President wanted to see me. You’re okay, right, Babe? Or do you want to come with me?”

“Can I come?” asked Amanda.

“Of course, we can go on our honeymoon after work. You just choose which country you want to go to,” Matt said while slowly grabbing Amanda’s hand.

“I’d be crazy to say goodbye to my bride, even if it was just for a second.” Matt made a languishing expression cute.

“So sweet of your mouth, sugar.” Amanda laughed at Matt’s flirting. “Our food is coming!” Amanda said excitedly.

Matt’s smiling. “Have a good meal, sweetheart.”

Amanda ate her second burger today. Then she looked at Matt and the guy’s choice of hot dogs. “Do you like hot dogs, Matt?”

“Yeah. I haven’t eaten this in a long time.”

“I’d rather be ‘yours’, sugar,” Amanda whispered to Matt, afraid anyone would hear.

Matt raked, then grinned. His naughty lover’s words excited Matt. “I can’t be eaten, baby.”

“Oh, yeah? But last night, I ate you, Matt.” Amanda kept flirting, and Matt had to control himself because of Amanda’s treatment. “And I’d like to do it again if I may.”

Matt’s a hard man now. “Sweetheart, would you like to take responsibility if the one down here wakes up?”

Amanda shrugged her shoulders casually with a beautiful demon smirk as if she were flirting with a child addicted to sugar. “If you wake up, just put it in.”

“Where?”

“Into mine, sir.”

And suddenly, Matt choked on a hot dog.

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