MasukThe stories in this collection are explicit content that keep you horny and wet. FORBIDDEN HEAT::TALES OF UNTAMED DESIRES takes you on a road, making you visualise incredible scenes that are heated, untamed and forbidden. Dirty talk, rough sex, anal, etc. In this collection, you will find A shy office temp who is a stripper that later realises she is being paid double to shut up and fuck her boss, a woman who shared her hotel room with a man she just met who makes her creampie and squirt all over the place, a rough first—time anal scene between a man and his shy girlfriend, a lady and her ex who fuck each other just to “get it out their system”, and lots more. Expect age-gap, siblings affair, family affair, colleagues affair and lots more.
Lihat lebih banyak"Haruskah kubuat kamu tiada berhasrat sama siapapun? Tega sekali kamu permainkan cintaku, Mas."
"Mas! Putar balik." Perintahku pada sopir grab.
"Oh, baik, Buk."
"Percuma aku pergoki dia pagi ini, aku harus banyak mengumpulkan bukti. Bagaimanapun dia ayah dari anakku."
"Mas! Ke sekolah Padika Kasih, ya, Mas."
"Baik, Buk."
"Sayaaang..."
Kaila lari berhamburan menyambutku. Dia alasan semangat ini. Alasan mengapa hati ini tak boleh lemah.
"Bunda... Besok aku ada acara pertemuan wali murid. Aku pengen Ayah yang nemenin. Boleh, Bun?"
"Iya. Boleh, Sayang. Tapi kalau Ayah tidak sibuk kerja, ya."
"Asyiiik."
"Dah... Belajar yang rajin, ya. Agar kelak jadi anak pandai dan sukses. Semangat!"
Kaila masuk kelas. Aku punya kesempatan mencari informasi tentang Mas Sa'dan melalui Dewi. Dia teman seperjuanganku yang kini kerja sebagai salah satu staf di kantor Mas Sa'dan. Apa mungkin Mas Sa'dan selingkuh dengan sekretaris kantornya?
[Dew... Sibuk, nggak?] Kulayangkan chat untuk Dewi.
Drett... Drett... Dewi antusias dan langsung menelfonku.
"Hallo, Ren. Gimana kabarmu?"
"Alhamdulillah, Dew. Aku baik. Kamu sendiri?"
"Alhamdulillah, aku juga baik."
"Oiya, tumben kamu telfon aku sepagi ini? Ada apa?"
"Ehem, gini Dew. Tapi jangan bilang siapa-siapa, ya."
"Tenang, Ren. Ada apa? Ceritakan saja."
"Mmm... Sebenarnya Mas Sa'dan kalau di kantor gimana sih, Dew?"
"Ouh, Pak Sa'dan. Mm baik, terus kalau gimananya aku kurang paham sih, aku jarang ketemu dia pas makan siang, denger-denger lebih suka makan di luar gitu. Eh, maaf, Ren. Aku cuma bicara apa adanya."
"Mm, iya, Dew. Gak papa kok, lagian memang aku yang nanya, kan. Terus, kamu punya foto sekretaris Mas Sa'dan, nggak?"
"Duh, kalau itu sih aku gak punya. Tapi kalau kamu butuh bisa aku fotoin kok."
"Nah, boleh. Sore nanti bisa ketemu, nggak?"
"Mmm.. Sore?. Bisa..."
"Oke, sampai ketemu nanti, ya. Jangan lupa fotonya yang terpenting."
"Sip."
Sedikit bisa bernapas lega. Aku harus mengatur strategi. Haruskah aku masih membahas cinta? Apa mungkin cinta Mas Ardan sudah lenyap?
"Perlahan aku yakin akan terungkap pengkhianatanmu, Mas. Satu persatu bukti akan kudapatkan."
***
"Bundaaa..."
"Mmm Sayangnya bunda sudah pulang? Gimana tadi, Nak?"
"Aku dapat nilai tertinggi, Bun. Terus kata Bu Guru, jangan lupa besok wali murid harus datang."
"Iya, Sayang. Kita bilang ayah nanti, ya."
"Bun, pengen ice cream."
"Iya, Sayang. Kita beli ice cream, ya."
Kugandeng tangan Kaila. Sekilas terlintas bayangan Mas Sa'dan tadi pagi. Dia menggandeng tangan wanita itu dengan penuh rasa percaya diri. Dengan lagak lelaki belum berisitri.
"Bunda... Bunda kenapa menangis?"
"Ehem.. Bunda gak papa, Sayang. Tadi kena debu."
Kami pun menuju rumah. Kembali kupesan grab.
***
"Assalamu'alaikum."
"Ayaaaah..."
Kaila memeluk ayahnya. Tetap pada posisiku saat ini kurasa lebih baik. Teringat ini sudah sore, dan ada janji dengan Dewi. Aku bergegas pamit pada Mas Sa'dan untuk keluar.
"Mau ke mana, Ren?"
"Ketemu Dewi, Mas."
"Di mana? Mau Mas antar?"
"Ouh, nggak. Enggak usah. Aku bisa sendiri kok."
"Kaila Sayang. Kaila sama Ayah dulu, ya. Bunda masih mau keluar bentar. Kaila mau oleh-oleh apa?"
"Olehin Pizza, ya, Bun. Yang beeesar."
Kaila menjawab dengan peraga tangannya. Kukecup dan usap keningnya sebelum berangkat. Mecium punggung tangan Mas Sa'dan.
Mobil pun melaju, sudah tak sabar ingin tahu siapa dan seperti apa sekretaris Mas Sa'dan sekarang. Aku tahu sekretaris itu cantik-cantik, tapi jika cinta Mas Sa'dan benar-benar sejati mana mungkin dia akan berkhianat.
***
"Ren."
Ternyata Dewi sudah datang lebih awal. Dia memanggilu dengan melambaikan tangannya. Aku tersenyum menghampirinya.
"Unch... Maaf, ya. Sudah menunggu lama."
"Ouh, enggak kok. Aku juga baru datang."
"Oiya, nih aku sudah dapet foto yang kamu minta."
Dewi menyodorkan hpnya. Kuamati lekat-lekat foto itu. Wajahnya tidak sama dengan wanita yang kutemui sudah dijemput suamiku tadi pagi. Lalu siapa wanita itu.
"Mmm makasih ya, Dew."
"Sebanarnya ada apa sih, Ren? Ceritakan jika memang kamu perlu menceritakan."
"Gak papa, Dew. Aku cuma minta tolong, ya. Kalau ada tingkah laku dari Mas Sa'dan yang nyeleneh, kamu langsung bilang aku. Plisss, bantu Aku, Dew."
"Kamu curiga Pak Sa'dan selingkuh, ya?"
"Iya, Dew. Sedangkan Aku terbatas untuk nyelidikin semua itu, Aku harus jaga Kaila."
"Iya, Ren. Tenang, ya. InsyaAllah aku bantu. Kamu yang sabar ya. Semoga tidak terjadi apa-apa. Kasihan Kaila. Dia masih kecil."
"Pagi tadi Aku pergoki Mas Sa'dan jemput seorang wanita. Dia beralasan meeting saat kutelfon padahal jelas di depan matau dia menggandeng seorang wanita."
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