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

you’re interested in my body

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

and reached out to grab

small face was tilted up as she said, “The good-boy type that calls me Mommy.”

call a man?” Jeremy chuckled in disdain.

“What’s your type

quiet, prompting Corinne to cock an eyebrow and ask, “Let me guess: You like the super sexy ones,

“As long as they’re not little girls like you who act like cheerleaders in bed.”

soon as he ended his sentence and made his

home that day. Despite knowing that he was not interested in her, she

fallen asleep while leaning against the bed head. Her

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

he had hurt her by accident that day, he decided that there

that out of 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,

her an urgent message through a messaging app. [Hey, boss! I just got

eyes turned dark, and she immediately got out of bed to freshen up. As she went down and prepared to head out, Corinne ran

woman

“Don’t ‘ma’am’ me. Just

to have taken a swift turn from the previous day.

told and corrected herself,

Pamela finally smiled and led her to sit at the table. “Come and have a taste of

never imagined that the old lady would cook something for Jeremy’s new wife.

eating. It would be imprudent of her to refuse Pamela’s gesture.

the

anyone, an obscene amount of pregnancy supplements had been added to the food because Pamela was already excited to hold

Francine went downstairs and said with a yawn, “Good morning, Grandma!”

timing, Francine. I’d like you to

shock. “What? You…want me…to apologize to her? She’s the one

don’t answer to you alone, Francine. The older ones, particularly, are more observant! I just found out you