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 she think I am?’

impression that you’re interested in my body

interested only in your

Jeremy walked to the bed and reached out to

said, “The good-boy type that calls

a man?”

your type then,

an eyebrow and ask, “Let me guess: You like the super sexy ones,

as they’re not little

soon as he ended his sentence and made

smirked, fully aware that Jeremy would sleep with her that night because Pamela was at home that day. Despite knowing that he was not interested in her, she still felt awkward

bed head. Her cell phone screen was still on,

a guy who calls her ‘mommy’ when she’s still a kid at heart.’ Jeremy’s handsome eyes narrowed as he took her cell phone, pressed the lock screen, and tossed it on the side of the

much about her, but since he had hurt her by accident that day, he

of the way, Jeremy turned around

…

meant that she did not have to get up early for work, so she leaned lazily on

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

of bed to freshen up. As she went down and prepared to head out, Corinne ran into Pamela who

old woman politely, “Good

“Don’t ‘ma’am’ me. Just

seemed to have taken a swift turn from the previous day.

was told and

Doesn’t that make us feel so much closer to each other?” Pamela finally smiled and led her to sit at the table. “Come

to hear that. They never imagined that the old lady would cook something for Jeremy’s new wife. It was an

nonetheless sat and started eating. It would be imprudent of her to refuse Pamela’s

that she enjoyed the food.

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

said

I’d like

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

Francine. The older ones, particularly, are more observant! I just found out you started the