A Sleepless Night and An Awkward Morning

"Jeremy!! Jeremy!!" Andrea was shouting from their kitchen calling out to Jeremy who was locked inside his bedroom.

"Dinner's ready! Come on down." she continued.

"No thanks! I am full!" Jeremy screamed back at her refusing dinner. He may be full but it's definitely not from food.

Jeremy Goldstein's mind was still full of hormones that overpowered his need to nourish himself with food. He was still thinking of the events that happened earlier that day when they went to Elucia's villa to practice their play. One specific event kept replaying on his mind, in slow motion, in fast-forward motion, in black and white, in tricolor, and in any other possible way, the kiss was played back in his mind over and over again.

He was seated beside his window looking out at the night street. The moon was magnificently reflecting the sun's brightness and it was looking down the quiet and empty streets. The wind was calm and chilly, it was whispering a silent murmur of the evening.

He was so confused. And just kept on racking his brain on what that kiss could mean? Should he be glad and excited because it means something? Or should he just shrug it away as just part of a silly game of truth or dare?

It may have just been a quick smack on the lips but he can't really pinpoint why he is so disturbed by it. It's not like he hasn't kissed a girl before, but he felt like this one was different. Was it because it happened publicly? Was it because he wasn't expecting it? Was it because it was stolen?

Or maybe it has something to do with the person on the other side of the kiss...

Staring at the ceiling while a lo-fi rnb music was playing in the background, Momo Kirisawa was lying flat on her bed with her mind occupied with the same events that unfolded earlier that day. She was thinking back on the things that happened and the scenarios that were played in the film of her life. She couldn't believe why she did that. It wasn't planned or anything, but she knows full well that a kiss doesn't happen accidentally, those kinds of things may happen to others, but not hers. She firmly believes that she is mature enough to let a little game like that get better for her.

With all the questions lingering inside her mind, she was afraid that she knows that there is just a single answer to all of them. She is also afraid of the fact that she knows what that answer is.

She placed her fingers gently on her lips as she looked back to the kiss she shared with Jeremy. His lips were dry but the kiss itself wasn't rough. It was filled with innocence and unlike her other past experiences with other men. They were just so rough and rushed. With Jeremy, it was a new experience, it was welcomed, and it was sweet.

Suddenly, the sensation tingled from her lips downwards. She followed it with her hand caressing over her body. She slowly and carefully ran her fingers from her lips to her neck, over her clavicle, around her chest, on her tummy, and towards between her legs. The pressure she was feeling was getting heavier causing her thighs to close up tighter.

Her computer beeped softly and her attention was caught. She got up hurriedly and typed away on her keyboard. She logged into her OnlyFanz account and started her public-private show with extra motivation. She might have been lost in another world but the thought of Jeremy and his lips were keeping her on the Earth.

The next morning came and it was a school day. Both Jeremy and Momo went to school with a different attitude different from the previous days. Only did they know that there was another party totally affected by the whole kissing affair.

Momo was walking from the other direction and Jeremy came from the other when they both arrived at the gate at the same time. They both stopped at the same time and felt the moment for a bit. Neither one was saying anything, neither one was doing anything.

Jeremy almost fidgeted right there and squirrely scratched the back of his head, "uhm..."

"Good morning." Momo cut him off and she walked past him, acting as if nothing was the matter, acting that nothing really happened.

After a few steps, she turned around and shot him with a sharp and familiar glance,

"Perv." and she went on ahead.

It's as if it was a magic word, Jeremy felt some kind of relief, and the tension and awkwardness he was feeling were all swept away with that insult and the sharp and cold glance of Momo.

From a not so far away place, Mari saw what had transpired between the two and how awkward the interaction was. She was under the shade of a tree that was about to break down due to the continuous blows it was suffering from Mari's bat.

Konnichiwazzup!

How was the story today? Oh yes, if this doesn't make sense, maybe you need to read the previous parts here: The Not So Perfect World.

The previous article can be read here: An End Game and A Stolen Kiss.

Thank you for the visit and stay tuned for the next parts.

Until we read again...

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Series    : The Not So Perfect World
Episode   : 047
Title     : An End Game and A Stolen Kiss
Published : 06-Mar-2022
Author :  © RB