Ashira sat and looked at Ingfa's face from the other side of the table. The empty plate made him feel relieved that the dinner date was over even though the girl in red still invited him to order another cup of coffee. The young man showed dissatisfaction in his eyes. This young woman tried to cross the line of being a friend many times. It must not happen.

“Let's go see a movie, shall we? I made an appointment today because I have a holiday tomorrow. You can travel until late.” Ingfah called the waiter to collect the money and gestured to invite his male friend to continue the trip.

Ashira shook his head disrespectfully. "I came because Auntie Prae said that she was being harassed and wanted to act in a drama that she has a boyfriend. She should really have one. Look for young men with a bright future."

“You're only ten years older than me, don't be so arrogant,” the girl laughed. “And the IT department head has a bright future,” Ingfah said with an admiring expression.

The young man asked the waiter to calculate the price of the meal from his credit card and looked disappointed at his interlocutor. “What will the service of computer enthusiasts bring about? The executive committee allowed me to teach a program for editing photos for presentations but didn't add a single bonus.”

“That means you've done a favor to the executive committee,” Ingfah encouraged as always until he felt guilty. “You're so kind, even though I've broken my computer time and time again, you're still willing to fix it.”

It was difficult for Ashira to make a face because there were many reasons piled up in his head. His company had a relationship with the bank where the young woman worked so they had to help fix everything. In the past, he treated Ingfah like a friend in the same office. I don't think the girl would think of him as more than a friend. The silence caused the other person to reach out and place his hand on his as if wanting to comfort him.

The young man quickly pulled out his hand to take the credit card back from the waiter. “I'll just take you to your room and it's over. That young man won't bother you again.”

“I want you to punch that guy in the face and tell him not to mess with my woman,” Ingfah suggested.

“It will never happen.” Ashira stood up and prepared to leave, but was stopped when a young woman walked onto his arm to walk back to the car. The force of the pull said that the other party was purposely pressing his arm against his chest. “Rak Nuan, be a little reserved. How is it that you get harassed all the time?"

“I will try my best to be like Lalita. Can I please have a chance?”

Ashira was silent as if a wound had been stabbed in his heart. “Did Aunt Prae tell you?”

“He said you had a fiancée, which means you know how to deal with women,” Ingfah answered innocently. “I had to beg for a while to finally tell you about your ex who got hit by a car many years ago.”

“That girl was hit and killed by a drunk driver. That's why I don't like people who drink until they're drunk." Ashira opened the passenger door so hard that it almost fell out of his hand. “The front sign is the door to your flat. If you continue, there must be someone else with you.”

Ashira had prepared well enough because he saw the hidden intentions. He took a long breath as the woman pretended to put her hand on his thigh. Ignoring his body's instincts, the young man hurriedly unlocked the key. Female wiles have no effect on him in his decision-making, but it has caused him to be mistaken many times for same-sex attraction.

“With only one person left, I must be lonely. No wonder you're so strict with your subordinates.” Ingfah moved his hand as if giving encouragement, but it moved up without concealing his intentions. “You probably already know that I like you. I like it enough to live in a cave you can call my office.”

“Then tell me what you like about me. I will listen until I get there.”

The girl left his thighs to gather up what she had always wanted to say. Ashira listens to the other's passion in delaying his arrival at the flat. Ingfah's feelings gushed out that he liked that he cared for everyone around him and didn't hold himself back.

“Are you going to agree to date me this time?” Ingfah gracefully got out of the car when the young man went down to open the door politely.

“Heard clearly, thank you very much,” Ashira smiled sweetly. “This time you can go back to the flat. We might meet on Monday if we have to go to the bank for computer repairs.”

The girl pursed her lips as if about to cry and hugged Ashira without holding back. “A arrogant lunatic. Why are you so stubborn?!”

Ashira stroked his long hair without any romantic thoughts. The young woman had always been a good friend. When he acts like he's running away from society, he comes in and talks to him about coming back to see other people. He told himself that Ingfah was an administrative officer that everyone loved. You should be with someone better.

“Let go first, the guards have already come to look. You must have misunderstood what I did to you.” Ashira convinced the other party to let him go, then hurriedly got in the car and drove away home...

A week later, Ashira was approached by a young woman while he was at home watching TV. The young man admitted his carelessness in not locking the gate and being half asleep. Ingfa used a key from an unknown place to reach him, who was defenseless. The owner of the house will yell at you, but not in time.

“I know why you never accepted my love.” Ingfah rushed towards the armchair before the young man could gather his voice.

“Do you have to know how to ring the bell first?!” The young man roared loudly before he stopped letting the other person's words enter his mind. How do you know this? “And where did you get the house key?!”

“I talked to Auntie Prae about you and he gave me the house key. Plus tell me what your problem is.”

Ashira looked at Ingfa silently, as if debating how to respond. That made the girl walk up to face him and straddle him like a predatory animal. “You can laugh at the door, you know,” he replied deadpanly.

The girl didn't laugh, but looked at him with deep pity in her eyes. Ingfa lowered her butt next to him and hugged and rubbed his head to comfort him like a mother. “It's okay, I'm not barren like him but I will definitely never die. If you're afraid, I'll implant the birth control pill until you're ready. I guarantee you will take good care of yourself so that you don't make the same mistake as your mother.”

Ashira was dozing for a long time. His mother died after giving birth to her son, leading to fear that the child would suffer the same fate as himself. His father never condemned this matter, but there was anger etched in his eyes. If his wife had died while giving birth, it would not have affected the child as well. When I met Lalita, I thought it was okay, but the world isn't that simple.

"The truth is, Lalita has difficulty having children," the young man pulled himself together at the last minute.

The girl let go of her arms but didn't give up. “Let's try dating first, we don't have to get to that point. It's not much different from before, just the two of them walking a little more often. eat together Watch a movie together Until you are ready.”

“Or until you find someone better.”

The answer made Ingfa so angry that she threw herself into a hug. Beautiful lips pressed together longingly against the same organ. The smell of perfume and body odor made the young man kiss until his last breath. The girl's face was only a few inches close to his, causing him to fear that their relationship would fall apart from now on.

“I will have a physical exam twice a year. will control food Two blood tests will be done at a time. I will find the best doctor to be my advisor. Doing this, is there anything else you want to argue about?” Ingfah spat out words in his face, refusing to stop. “And don't bring up old matters. I'll love you as a fifty-year-old fat uncle!”

Ashira frowned in disappointment at the claim, "But..."

“Play a little more and I'll go out and slap you in the face with my high heels!” Ingfah threw himself onto the young man's body, causing their bodies to collide. “Remember the celebration between the bank and your company? The table was overturned and water spilled all over the floor. All the men in the store stared at my breasts, but you took off your coat to cover it up.

Where else can I find such a good person?”

“There is something like this everywhere. They don't know how to help.” Ashira swallowed his excuse.

“Or I'm not worthy of you.” The woman squeezed back tears, drawing pity. “You may like people closer to your age more. The kind that doesn't require teaching about housework at all.”

“I am the one who is not worthy. I associate with women and have been through a lot.”

The girl wiped away her tears as if her patience was at an end. “Then can you teach me some things about bed? If this sucks, the man will leave and find someone else, right? Teach me how to be like a good man like you. If a good person asks to be with you, I will go, is that okay?”

“No good man likes a woman who sleeps with other people.”

Ingfah smiled brightly because the other party was trapped. “Then why don't you like me when I've never passed through anyone's hands?” The woman looked at him as if demanding an answer. “Can't you just try dating? You don't have to wait until you get married and have children...people have to fight their fears sometimes, right?”

“During a relationship, you must have physical examinations at all times. And we won't do anything..."

Ashira stopped talking when the woman's slender fingers slipped into her shirt and probed mischievously. His other hand unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his underwear. The young man used his arms to wrap around the beautiful woman's body and kissed him so passionately that he forgot all reasons for protecting himself.

“If you're confident, move to the bedroom. Your first time will be better than this shabby sofa.” He paused before placing his lips on the crook of his neck.

The mouse hole bedroom has become a love nest again. Two bodies intertwined, exploring each other for what felt like an eternity. Ingfah's skin was smooth and sweet, while Ashira's body didn't cause the girl to moan often when he was kneaded. Their passion caused the young man's strong walls to break through.

Skillful fingers made the ivory figure tense and move like a puppet. Soon the canal overflowed until it became a trail of drops on her slender legs. Ashira's core side is ready to perform sexual athletics according to the nature of life.

The young man wanted to abandon his protection if the young woman hurriedly pulled her bodies together again. Their chests pressed together so tightly they could hear each other's heartbeats. Another moan as he planted a kiss on her neck broke her restraint. Ashira carried the young woman to the bed and kissed her entire body, leaving her with a taste that would stay with him forever.

Ingfa hurriedly grabbed his partner's head. “I don't like being licked at all. It's better to be a hand.”

The woman's white body became imprinted everywhere on his fingers as she used her hands to probe his core again and again. The beautiful legs moved so boldly that the young man had to warn him to be at ease before exploring the Jade Mansion again to see if he was ready or not. The smell of sweat and the steam of love made Ashira enchanted again after Lalita's death.

After their tongues touched again, Ashira gently sent his body into the crimson mansion. The path that no one had ever set foot on was so small and narrow that the young woman forced herself to take it until she was almost at the end. He held the woman's hand, intending to go deeper and faster than before.

His beautiful face nodded, indicating that he was ready to receive him at any time.

The girl's first time was a warm, passionate touch. Ashira moved expertly while the other man tightened his grip on the mattress as the deep cave was invaded. The moans caused the young man to speed up as his lust overflowed. At some point, the Jade Mansion suddenly squeezed, as if not allowing the intruder to escape any longer. With the force of pulling and pushing, the beautiful body arched up before throwing herself away as if all her strength had been used up.

Ashira pulled out his weapon, which was still erect. A little more and he would reach the edge of his desire, but the girl looked like she couldn't take it anymore because it was the first time. He said while still straddling his partner's body. "I'll continue. Since I'm tempting you, just be patient."

At the sound of the young man's voice, the young man pressed his lips to the young woman's mouth and used his hands to wake the mansion up again. Ingfah hugged her beloved's neck tightly, urging her to continue exploring according to the demands of life. The same scene repeats when the restricted area is encroached upon. But this time, the woman pulled her strong body close together as if wanting to touch her all the time.

The slender neck was bitten to stimulate areas other than the entrance and the pathum. Both of their breathing accelerated according to the rhythm of life, as if from now on everything would disappear...