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!”

back stiffened. ‘How old does

you’re interested in my body if you

from her mouth. “I’m interested only in your abs. The rest of you aren’t my

and reached out to grab Corinne’s chin.

was tilted up as she said, “The good-boy type that calls me

man?”

scoffed. “What’s your type then, mister?”

an eyebrow and ask, “Let

and leaned over slightly, “As long as they’re not little girls like you

chin as soon as he ended

at home that day. Despite knowing that he was not interested in her, she still felt awkward to spend a night with him in the

came out of the bathroom, Corinne had already fallen asleep while leaning against the bed head. Her cell phone screen

she’s still a kid at heart.’ Jeremy’s handsome eyes narrowed as he

did not want to worry too much about her, but since he had hurt her by accident that

out of the way, Jeremy turned around

…

she did not have to get up early for work, so she leaned lazily on the bed head to

hers 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 location is Peakrise Auction House. You need to get

up. As she went down and prepared to

the old woman politely, “Good morning,

“Don’t ‘ma’am’ me. Just

taken a swift turn

was told and corrected

that make us feel so much closer to each other?” Pamela finally smiled and led her to sit at the table. “Come and have

They never imagined that the old lady would cook something for

eating. It would be imprudent of her to refuse Pamela’s gesture. “Thank you,

that she enjoyed the food. “Have some more then!”

to the food because Pamela

and said with a yawn, “Good

serious. “Perfect timing, Francine. I’d like you to come here and apologize

shock. “What? You…want me…to apologize

a sullen expression 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