The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

Corinne’s eyes widened, and she stared in bewilderment when she realized that Jeremy was doing one-handed pushups. He had covered her mouth with one hand after pulling the blanket over their bodies, leaving only their heads exposed.

They stared blankly at each other as his face seemed to rise and fall within inches of hers. Anyone who saw them would assume that they were in the midst of a passionate session.

Corinne felt a little uncomfortable and pushed his hand away after finally having enough of his suggestive actions. “Mister, you…”

When Jeremy lowered himself during a round of push-ups, he leaned into her ear and whispered a warning, “Didn’t you say you were going to do a proper job of fulfilling your task? You need to cooperate with me on this as well, so stop moving around!”

Corinne stared blankly at him for a moment before keenly noticing movements at the door of the room.

Pamela had pushed the door slightly ajar and was observing in secret.

‘I get it now!’ As soon as Corinne realized what was going on, she asked in a low voice, “Do you want me to moan too?”

Jeremy froze slightly and soon narrowed his handsome eyes. “Do you know how?”

Corinne’s expression was that of confidence, while Jeremy’s was that of playful teasing.

“Go ahead and try.”

Corinne took a deep breath and began her performance. “Yeah, Hubby. Mmh! Come on! Come on! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! Do that, do that! MMMHHH! Oh yeah, f—”

The playfulness in Jeremy’s eyes disappeared in a flash, and his forehead twitched violently as he covered her mouth shut.

Corinne frowned. “Mgghh…” It would be much more believable if her voice was muffled as if she was suppressing herself from making any noise.

The small gap at the door began to narrow even more until it finally closed shut.

Pamela had a satisfied smile as she turned around and left.

Corinne pushed the man’s hand away again and said angrily, “Your grandmother is gone, mister! You can get up now!”

Jeremy lifted the blanket, got up gracefully, and grabbed the shirt that he had taken off so he could put it on again.

Corinne sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, and remarked in a peeved tone, “You must be very disciplined to have maintained those six-pack abs at this age!”

stiffened. ‘How old does

to be under the impression that you’re interested in my body if you keep looking at me like

“I’m interested only in your abs. The

and reached out to grab Corinne’s chin.

she said, “The good-boy type that calls

man?”

your type

ask, “Let me guess: You like the super sexy ones, don’t you?”

long as they’re

he ended

Despite knowing that he

already fallen asleep while leaning against the bed head. Her cell phone screen was still on, and

she’s still a kid at heart.’ Jeremy’s handsome eyes narrowed as he took her cell phone, pressed the lock

but since he had hurt her by accident that day, he decided that there was no harm in tucking her

the way, Jeremy turned around and walked toward the

…

when Corinne woke up the next day. Being unemployed meant that she did not have to get up early for work, so she leaned lazily on the bed head

named Aaron Rhode sent her an urgent message through a messaging app. [Hey, boss! I just got some information on an authentic painting by Nellie Nymphaea! The

and she immediately got out of bed to freshen up. As she went down and prepared to head out, Corinne ran into Pamela who had just exited the kitchen.

woman politely, “Good morning,

unhappily. “Don’t ‘ma’am’ me. Just

to have taken a

as she was told and

that make us feel so much closer to each other?” Pamela finally smiled and led her to sit at the table. “Come and have a taste of the breakfast I made for you!”

that the old

sat and started eating. It would be imprudent

happy that she enjoyed the food. “Have some more

pregnancy supplements had been added to the food because Pamela was already

said with a yawn, “Good morning, Grandma!”

Francine. I’d like you to come here and apologize to your sister-in-law!”

was taken aback, and she looked at the old lady in shock. “What? You…want me…to apologize to her? She’s the

as she replied, “The maids don’t answer to you alone, Francine. The older ones, particularly, are more observant! I just found out you started the whole thing by splashing some dirty water on