The Uterus for My Husband's Best Friend
SOFTY?

"So, where's that Felichia you told me about, Mel?" Ask Mama Angel after her guests leave. Long time ago, Dean's birth mother chatted with socialite women and showed off Melanie's pregnancy which was not true at all.

"He's in his room, Ma! She would rather lock herself in the room" Melanie told her mother-in-law.

"Why did you have to lie and make up stories about Melanie's pregnancy, Ma?" Sergey Dean who seems to have been upset from the beginning with the chatter of the mothers earlier. But Dean did choose to hold him back for the sake of a norm of politeness.

"Would you tell Melanie to pretend to be pregnant, then put on a pillow to make her belly look big like she's pregnant?" Checar Dean once again vented his frustration.

"Yes, if it is necessary, Mama will do it" replied Mama Angel casually.

Ck!

Dean clucked in annoyance, while Melanie remained silent.

"This all needs to be done to keep the surrogate's uterus a secret, Dean! Suddenly you and Melanie are holding a baby, without Melanie getting pregnant, all our family secrets will be exposed!" Mama Angel explained the reason.

"You should be thanking Mama for helping you solve the problem that your papa demands!" Mama Angel again felt the most right.

"It's up to Mama!" Dean finally grabs Melanie's wheelchair peganagn, then pushes his wife towards the room.

"Dean, I still want to talk to Mama!" Melanie rubs Dean's hand and prevents her husband.

"Ck! You're as stubborn as mom!" Dean said that he finally left Melanie and the Mama in Dean's living room running up the stairs and as usual, Melanie's husband would have locked himself in his study.

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"That's enough!" Melanie stops Dean from touching her further.

"Mel, don't start!" Dean put on a frustrated look as if he had memorized this will eventually lead to where.

"There's still today and tomorrow, Dean! Felichia's still in her infertile days," Melanie cupped Dean's face.

"I don't want to touch that woman again! He-" Dean is unable to continue his sentence.

Felichia is Erlan's wife, Dean's best friend.

And Felichia's relationship was not at all as troubled as Mama Astri had told her.

"This is the last one, Dean!" Said Melanie still cupping Dean's face.

"You're gonna cry if I leave now," Dean stared at Melanie.

"I won't cry! I'm fine!" Melanie said earnestly before the woman kissed Dean's lips.

"All right, give me a kiss," Dean scooped Melanie's lips, then smacked her long enough.

Dean curses rudely as Melanie forces to end their paging.

"Go, Dean!" Banish Melanie to her husband.

"You're such a bitch!" Snorted Dean while wearing his shirt and pants back.

Melanie just chuckles a little.

"It's the last one, and I did it because of your coercion!" Dean pointed at Melanie who just nodded.

Melanie was just hiding her sadness. Dean certainly knows that.

"Dee!" Call Melanie when Dean turns the door knob. Melanie's husband turned his head quickly.

"Do as gently as you touch me and don't hurt Felichia! She's the one who's going to conceive our child" Melanie's message looked expectantly at Dean.

"All right!" Dean replied softly before the man walked out of the room.

The atmosphere of the house is quiet, because it is almost midnight. Dean climbed up the stairs without a sound and headed straight towards Felichia's room.

Was Felichia on purpose?

Dean opened the room door and all that was seen inside was darkness. The only source of light that exists only comes from the reflection of the light of garden lights that enter through the window on the side of the room. Dean could see in the dimness, Felichia who had been sleeping while turning her back to the entrance.

Dean pulled over the blanket that covered Felichia's body without further ado, and it immediately made Felichia jump in shock until the woman woke up and had changed position to sit.

"Dean, what are you doing?" Felichia asked stuttered, while inching backwards to hit the head of the bed.

Dean did not answer a word and just took off the shirt.

"Melanie told me to be gentle and not rude. But if you're rebellious and expensive selling, don't blame me for being rude!" Dean stared intently at Felichia.

"My patience has its limits, Fe!"

"I really don't want to do this silly thing either, because I love Melanie so much, and I don't like getting my wife's heart hurt!"

"So work together, and let this be over quickly!" Lecar Dean who was still throwing a sharp glare at Felichia who was only silent.

"All right! You're the one who forced me to be rude-" Dean, who had begun to lose his temper, went straight to the top of the bed and was about to attack Felichia when Felichia suddenly raised her hand.

"Wait!" Felichia finally returned Dean's sharp gaze with a hateful look.

Felichia's hand had moved to unbutton her pajamas and lower the trousers she was wearing. Felichia closed her eyes and immediately took the position of a cheap woman before Dean.

Dean did not immediately jerk in like before, and instead played his fingers in Felichia's groin, making Felichia squirm with uneasiness. It looks like Dean intentionally did it all.

"What are you doing?" Racau Felichia who is still writhing. The woman repeatedly bit her lower lip, and Felichia's two hands had also brin*s of linen on her left and right.

Felichia was still writhing as Dean took his position over Felichia's body and confined the woman.

Felichia stared for a moment into both of Dean's neutrals, before the woman turned her face back the other way.

Dean had finally jolted in, and Felichia braced her squeeze on the woman's bedsheet trying to remain silent as Dean began his movement.

There was no rude Dean this time, but still this right had no effect. Felichia hated the man who was still moving on top of her and was reluctant to look at Dean even if Felichia knew that Dean was staring at her face in the dark.

"You love Erlan?" Dean asked suddenly which almost made Felichia moan. Dean's movements were getting more intense.

"Erlan. So I will always love him at any time" Felichia replied firmly still not looking at Dean.

"You've betrayed her," Dean stomped even more powerfully until Felichia's breath grew even more stingy.

Felichia bit her lips even stronger and kept restraining herself from making a sound.

Damnit damnit!

Dean finally reached his release along with Felichia who was already able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Did you always keep quiet like that when Erlan touched you?" Dean asked in a cynical tone, before the man passed into the bathroom. Not long after, there was the sound of water gurgling from inside the bathroom, and Felichia was only able to pull the blanket to wrap her body.

Felichia cried in silence.

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