Romans & histoires The Day I Kissed An Older Man

, I enquired, with a slight annoyance in my voice. I can see the man at the bar counter looking at me as I continue to look at him. I make a face at him as if I need help. “You don't immediately recognize me?” He said aggressively, "I was the man you kissed earlier.” "Would you please let me leave?” I respond, "I don't care whether you're the man I kissed earlier. I winced in pain as the man tightened his hold on me. I faced him and tried to pull my hand away.

The old man whom my customer tonight started to kiss me. I couldn't bear to see his face this close. I could see his pores, wrinkles, and freckles. It disgusts me. His lips tasted like a cigarette—a strong one. I firmly closed my eyes. I wanted to pull away but couldn't do it. This is all for money, Nieva. You can do it. Endure this a little. This will end soon. "Honey, you taste like candy, so young and flavourful," he whispered as he stopped kissing me on my lips and grabbed my thighs tightly.

The last line he whispered while gritting his teeth and flashing anger in his eyes. We are back to square one again. "Oh Darling," I uttered while looking at him and smiling like a teenager who has recently fallen in love. Then he took my hand and placed a soft moist kiss on top of it. "You made me remember my younger days when I was in love Jensen!" That old man chuckled while glancing at Blake. He must be getting lost in time to remember his young days when all people fall in love like a fresh droplet that radiates the whole storm, love has the power to damage everything all along.

I looked at the spot where be once stood, wondering what the hell just happened. I left the room, feeling excited. I actually found my mate and it happened a day after my birthday. How cool is that? Not everyone gets lucky. A lot of people wait for years before finding their mates. My mind was still reeling from the kiss with Kylian. I touched my lips, reminiscing the feeling of his lips on mine. Suddenly, a gentle voice called out to me. "Hello Miss. May I have a word?" I turned to see an older man. He had a pleasant face and kind eyes. He was dressed in a crisp suit that had the royal crest on top. He smiled warmly. I felt at ease at the sight of him.

She moved with confidence, like the world was used to making space for her. Beside her was an old man. Grey hair. Expensive suit. The kind of man people respected without asking why. For a second, my heart twisted. I thought they were father and daughter. Me and my grandfather flashed through my mind. How we used to step out of places like that. How cars waited. How doors opened. Before I ruined everything. Then they reached the car. And he kissed her. Not a quick peck. Not something innocent. A slow kiss. Reality hit hard.

I was laughing in my mind. " am I old?" asked Alex. I said " no. you are not old " he looked happy but his happiness was broken within a second after he heard my words " but you are a little old " I again looked down and started to see what wrong with my broken phone. A hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me. I looked up. The next moment his cold lips brushed my lips. At that moment I don't know what to do. I pushed him but he was so stronger than me. I felt like keeping my gunpoint in his mouth. I didn't allow him to enter my mouth. He bit my lower lips which made me open my mouth. before I could close my mouth. he started to explore my mouth. while he was deepening the kiss. the elevat

I faced the man in front of us. “I want this.” I said, then gave him the phone. “And he will pay for it.” I said at once pointing to Seymour’s gaping. “Hey, woman, that’s too much!” I winced to face him. ‘Too much' but he already gave me the card. “It also payment for kissing me, you wild man!” “What kiss?” He said, looks confused. “You kissed me. The first day of school, remember, you asshat!” I spat. “Ah, that day.” He chuckle. Make me more irritated. “I doubted you didn’t like the kiss.”

Julie ventured to get closer to the man, and her body was even closer because the older man was getting closer. "Forgive me, sir." Julie wrapped her arms around the neck of the man beside her, then boldly kissed the man. The man did not make a move, only in surprise, and suddenly, a woman kissed him without permission. "I thought you didn't like women." The older man's footsteps stopped, and he smiled, seeing his son had a lover. He turned around and walked away from his son, who was kissing a woman. After a while, Julie broke the kiss. "Because of that old man, I had to give up my first kiss to a stranger," muttered a sad-looking Julie.

I pulled away from our kiss, snapped my neck in the direction of the person, and was surprised to see an oldie standing at the center of the silent street. I pulled away from Ryan. "You need something, sir?" I asked the old man. Unexpectedly, he threw a ball at us. The ball bumped against Ryan's head. Amazed, I stared at the oldie in wonder, unable to understand what was going on. "You young brats! Where are your manners? You're kissing each other in a public place? Huh?!" The man cried. "But—" "Shut up!" He threw a small ball at me as well.

He was a striking figure, his chiselled jaw exuded an undeniable masculine charm that would have any lady to her knees not to mention his eyes. We live only once, don't we? I wasn't myself when I had thoughts of moving closer to kiss him which I put into action. As I moved closer, my breath caught in my lungs to realize that he was an older man in his fifties! An absolutely stunning fifties years old I must say. His lips were firm and full making me wanna have them the most. “ Hello mister…” I said in a coy tone with the effect of the alcohol. I seductively sat on his lap and pulled my lips In, kissing him passionately without his permission.