LI JUN

Cougar

Rosemarie Chan rose from her seat, she wore a figure-hugging black mermaid dress that complimented her nice figure. She walked over to Shin arms spread openly swallowing him in a nice embrace.

Shin returned the gesture as he wrapped his arms around her, at 6'2 and Rosemarie at a 5'10 wearing a four-inch stiletto, they were eye to eye with each other.

She smiled, and eyed shin for a few seconds or so, soaking in the mature details of him. "My god, Shin. Look how you've grown!" She exhaled. "How long has its been?"

Shin smiled. "Four years or so."

Rosemarie finally let him go and turned the heel, walking back to her desk.

Shin followed.

She gestured him to the luxurious cream sofa across - while Shin obediently lowered himself down to take a seat.

"Actually, Rose." Shin began without wasting a breath. "I came here to take you up on your offer."

"Oh yeah? Which offer?" Her eyes smoldered as she looked up at him under her long lashes.

For a moment, Shin looked at her confused. He only recalled of one offer although Rose can clearly remember two of them.

She squeezed in her seat hoping for what she wanted.

"I would like a job in your investment firm." Said Shin.

She let out a big exhale, disappointment clouded her mind. Not the answer she's hoping for but she'll take what she could get.

She leaned back. "I have an opening for an internship. Would you like that?"

The declaration couldn't have made Shin happier. "I'll take it!" He said quickly.

"It's my personal intern." She added.

Even more better, Shin thought.

Rose smile, personal motivation burned behind her cunning smile. Like a hunter finally snagging a priced hunt. She remembers him at that delicate age of fifteen, so handsome, so young and untouchably forbidden. How she would have wanted a risky play pretend with him. Mother and son in a kinky roleplay.

Her neck heated, hot flashes wrapped around her like a whip, Rose found herself suddenly sweating, searching for the nearby tissue paper to wipe the moisture off her when Shin got up and walked up to her.

She looked up at him, his expressionless visage focused on the pool of sweat on her neck. Shin thought nothing sexually of it, just an older woman having hot flashes. Though her mind is speeding a hundred miles a minute.

He extended his hand offering his handkerchief but instead of Rose taking it, she leaned forward with her chest open and had Shin wipe her neck and chest for her.

He did so without thinking much of it. Wiping her chest and neck innocently until it hit him.

Childhood memories came flooding in. Chaste kisses Rose had always planted on his cheeks. The smiles, the constant brushing of her fingers on his cheeks, his arms and his thighs. Shin thought them all innocent and nothing more until now.

He yanked his hand away, nervous as a young boy in front of a mature woman. His face full of shock, confusion and revelation and Rose saw right through it.

"I've always thought you needed a mother, someone to nurture and take care of you. I've always felt sorry for you, Shin. Your mother passed away before you're even old enough to have memories of her."

Shin couldn't think of an outright response at the time. His mind is still catching up to what's happening.

"Ummm, Rose..." He stammered and swallowed. "I have to go."

Rose leaned and grabbed his wrist before he could get away, the view of her cleavage seductively exposed. "Let me take care of you for a change."

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Writer's note: Someone needs to remind Rosemarie sexual harassment lawsuit is expensive 🤣