The Day I Kissed An Older Man

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.

up, leaned against the head of the bed, and remarked in a peeved tone, “You must be very disciplined to have

‘How old does she

impression that you’re interested in my body

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

to the bed and reached out to grab Corinne’s chin. “And what’s your

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

call a

scoffed. “What’s your type then,

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

over slightly, “As long as they’re not little girls like you who act like

let go of her chin as soon as he ended his sentence and made his way to the

sleep with her that night because Pamela was at home that day. Despite knowing that he was not

Jeremy came out of the bathroom, Corinne had already fallen asleep while leaning against the bed

‘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

had hurt her by accident that day, he decided

Jeremy turned around and walked toward

…

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

[Hey, boss! I

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

greeted the old woman politely, “Good

unhappily. “Don’t ‘ma’am’ me. Just call

attitude seemed to have taken a swift turn

did as she was told and corrected herself,

closer to each other?” Pamela finally smiled and led her to sit at the table. “Come and have a taste of

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

to leave, but she nonetheless sat and started eating. It would be

happy that she enjoyed

to anyone, an obscene amount of pregnancy supplements had been added to the food because

downstairs and said with a yawn,

serious. “Perfect timing, Francine. I’d like you to

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