Male heart trembling

On Friday night, I was waiting for Mr. Tang to go home. He has important things to do and has been on a business trip for a whole week.Every late night he was out, I always thought about that article about whether the other half would mess around outside.

I'm not interested in testing the other half with all kinds of insidious means in the article, and I don't want to use witty means to investigate whether the other half has messed up.In fact, with Mr. Tang's ability, I can find someone to spend the night casually. I have no way of knowing, and I have no right to say anything afterwards.

I understand my identity and status, and I also know that it is impossible to spend the whole life with Mr. Tang in the long life in the future. With such a decision, I will not overly care about whether Mr. Tang will spend the night with other boys. superior.

But no matter how I deceive myself, numb myself, and comfort myself, when the night is quiet, I will still be more or less cranky.

Mr. Tang came back, and I jumped like a happy rabbit from the sofa to the floor, from the living room to the hall.Mr. Tang is still well dressed, but he can still feel his distress from the exhaustion in his eyes.He dragged his luggage, his body was slack, and he sighed that he was finally home.

But when I was about to pick up the luggage and help him take off his coat, he practically dispelled my worries about whether he was looking for someone to spend the night outside.He hugged me tightly, the tiredness in his eyes was replaced by longing, he hugged me so tightly, as if he was afraid that it would disappear as soon as he let go.

I snuggle into his arms and smell his familiar smell in the black windbreaker. This is Mr. Tang's unique man's smell, as well as the smell of longing.

The door was only ajar, but he was already kissing me ecstatically, like a person who hasn't eaten for several days holding a steamed bun and gnawing on it, like a person who hasn't seen the sun for a long time bathing on the beach to his heart's content.

I am delighted by this behavior. This man likes me so much and misses me so much. I will not find any feeling in him that is contrary to the desire to return to me.

I stretched out my feet and kicked the door shut, wrapped around his waist indulgently, wrapped around his tongue, wrapped around all the good things he had for me.

He went to take a bath, and I prepared supper for him. In the long night, with gentle and soft lights, he sat opposite me with the fragrance of shower gel, tasting delicious food, and lamenting how good it was to go home.I looked at him quietly with my chin resting, feeling sorry for his exhaustion, but I also felt that this man's decadent beauty when he was exhausted was so charming.

He told me a lot about the company, as well as some interesting experiences during business trips. Although I couldn't understand many of them, I was very happy that he was willing to tell me these things that I couldn't understand.In the past, he would touch my head affectionately and stop our communication with the sentence "You don't understand anyway".

But now, he tells me unconsciously, whether I like to hear it or not, he has begun to share more about his world with me.

Before going to bed, I snuggled into his arms quietly, groping around dishonestly.He understood what I meant, but his eyes were already heavy, until my hand shifted from lingering on his chest to his stomach, he whispered: "If you want to play, you can play, but I'm sleepy. "

I smirked and told him not to move, I will serve him well.He squinted at me, kissed my face, and then let me do whatever I wanted.

I became that excited and happy long-awaited little white rabbit again, or a little bear who found honey to eat.I tried my best to taste the smell of Mr. Tang's body, just like a person who got a pass happily wanders in the playground, and can participate in every facility without any worries.It is also like diners who have prepaid for a buffet meal, and can boldly put every dish in their mouths.

This place I am familiar with is like my own back garden.In the tranquility of this dark night, under the soft illumination of the bedside lamp, I greedily buried my head between my legs, twisted my waist tirelessly, and supported Mr. Tang's intoxicatingly strong chest.Even if he closed his eyes tiredly, it was impossible for him to fall asleep with such a refreshing feeling. Instead, he frowned and enjoyed it hard, and sometimes squinted his eyes to look at me who was also intoxicated.

When the moment of blooming came, there was a special smell in the air, and I knelt on the bed panting, watching the battlefield after the battle, and listening to Mr. Tang's panting.I was sweating and quite tired, but I still felt unfinished.

"Wipe it clean and go to sleep." Mr. Tang stretched his waist, no matter how messy the battlefield was, it was unbearable to leave.

I responded and cleaned it up as quickly as possible, then snuggled into Mr. Tang's arms and became his most loyal sleeping companion.Although the flames of the bath have dissipated, I am still intoxicated by his body, clinging to his skin, as tightly as a magnet, not wanting to leave.

"I'll make it up to you tomorrow. I'm so sleepy now." Mr. Tang said.

I kiss him until his purring grows louder.I like to listen to this deafening snoring sound at close range, just like snuggling up beside the king of beasts, who can pretend not to be afraid of any enemies.

Warmth, happiness, steadiness, refreshment, and ease are all my feelings now. They are mixed together to form the most basic and noble happiness.At this moment, why should I worry about whether he will sleep with someone else while on a business trip?Anyway, he loves me so much, pampers me, pampers me, and coaxes me, and I just enjoy these vested happiness.

I probably fell asleep too, otherwise why would I feel like I was dreaming?Mr. Tang in the dream called me over, and I ran over, but he didn't do anything, just hugged me in his arms, just like he hugged me to sleep on the bed.