The Price of Sainthood
Have something in common

The moon is rising at the sign of the night getting late. Alisha and Lara had already entered into their respective rooms when Helena went into her own room.

Today they went through dinner just three without Narendra. The man was forced to miss together because he was still on his way from out of town.

Knowing that the husband was soon home, Helena hurriedly put on makeup. Long hair was left unraveled, the sexy lingerie of red light was now attached to her body. The transparent clothes made of silk showed the beauty of the curves of his body very clearly. A deadly weapon that made a man's eyes unable to blink while staring at him.

He prepared himself in such a way only for his beloved husband. Realizing that her existence is no longer safe, Helena wants to fix everything. The love, attention, and affection that he had once underestimated.

Now he wants to start everything from the beginning. Become a new self and beg for love on Narendra. Very embarrassing, indeed. But this is for the sake of their household. For Lara too. As long as Narendra believes that Lara is his biological child, then everything will be fine.

The sound of the roar of the car down there indicates Narendra has arrived. The smile on Helena's lips expanded after putting the last touch on the makeup. The expected one had already come, while the preparations had also matured.

"I'm sure. You'll never be able to forget this night for the rest of your life, dear," he murmured with pride.

He hurriedly got on the bed. Taking a position right in the middle, Helena posed in a sensual style. It is not difficult because he often does the same thing to some men who have raced create sweat with him. He also thought of a magazine that was on the nightstand, then acted as if he was reading it in a half-collapse position with a beautiful style.

The door opened from the outside, then a dashing figure wrapped in a white shirt then emerged from it.

"Darling, are you home?"

There was shock on Narendra's face hearing the soft voice that greeted him. The man who had draped his suit on his left arm was stunned for a moment before then stepped closer to the bed with a frown.

"You haven't slept?"

Closing the magazine sheet in hand, Helena shook her head slowly. "Yet. I was waiting for you on purpose." He put the magazine down and got up to sit down.

"waiting me? Tumbens. Wh-wh-what for? Which kids? Are they asleep?" Instead of being fascinated by his wife's appearance, Narendra instead went after Helena with a few questions. As if he did not need an answer to the question, he turned his back to Helena and opened one by one the buttons of his shirt.

Narendra's body suddenly stiffened as he felt a soft touch creeping across the surface of his skin. He lowered his head and found Helena's fingers stuck together in his stomach. Apparently the woman hugged him from behind after giving a heady denyar through a gentle touch and spoiled caress to his waist in a very light motion.

The feathers immediately bristled. Despite feeling tightness in his pants, but Narendra just flinching. He was just a normal man despite his age almost stepping on the head of five. It is commonplace if his maleness instinct demands more when getting a stimulus. Her junior down there thrashed wanting to be let go. Unfortunately, the feeling of disappointment is still in power until his mind tries to dispel the desire with all his might.

In fact, as a real man he had imagined the pleasure of playing the two chewy mounds since he first saw earlier. Imagining how her martyrdom made Helena scream full of pleasure when the woman reached the top. Then it will droop after spilling hot lava.

"Why ask them? Isn't there already me here?" Helena deliberately rubbed her breast that was not wearing the bra on the back of her husband's body.

The light alone makes Narendra's fantasy even more wild. The man raised his head and closed his eyes. His hands clenched firmly and his molars were gritting.

Helena could feel Narendra's body stiffening. Lips with a red lipstick polish were thinning while immersing the cheeks on Narendra's wide back. Like getting direct orders from his brain, the soft fingers with long, red-painted nails were moving slowly to feel the chest area of the field with fine hairs in the middle.

"Darling .. I miss you."

A short sentence but able to tear down Narendra's defenses. The man turned around and immediately pounced on Helena. Snatched that red arch and enjoyed it greedily.

Although as hard as he tried to resist, but in the end he still fell. Helena has an incredible appeal. Adept at peppering men with capable abilities. He attacked Narendra's weak points, making the man unable to dwell in front of him.

He's just a poor man who's hungry for affection. Since meeting Alisha, Narendra has never been to a nightlife. Helena was also busy with her affairs. There is no place to show affection. The happiness of finding her biological daughter makes Narendra put aside her worldly passions.

Furthermore, the heat battle full of sweat and sensual whimpering dyed the beautiful night both. Making the bed creak with a bed sheet position that is no longer at the beginning.

Narendra and Helena have something in common. Both betrayed their partners. What is different, Narendra can keep his sin meeting from Helena.