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.

the head of the bed, and remarked in a peeved tone, “You must be very disciplined to have maintained those

age?’ Jeremy’s back stiffened. ‘How old does she

in my body if you keep looking at

from her mouth. “I’m interested only in

reached out to grab Corinne’s chin. “And

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

call a man?”

scoffed. “What’s your

an eyebrow and ask,

over slightly, “As long as they’re not

as soon as he ended his sentence and made his way

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

Corinne had already fallen asleep while leaning against the bed head. Her cell phone

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

not want to worry too much about her, but since he had hurt her by accident that day, he decided that there was no harm

of the way, Jeremy turned around and

…

day. Being unemployed meant that she did not have to get up early for

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

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

the old woman politely, “Good morning,

“Don’t ‘ma’am’ me.

taken a swift turn

she was told and corrected

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

maids were all shocked to hear that. They never imagined that the old lady would cook something for

sat and started eating. It would be imprudent of her to refuse

enjoyed

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

went downstairs and said with a yawn,

Francine. I’d like you to come here and

taken aback, and she looked at the old lady in shock. “What? You…want