Teach Me Dirty Read Online Jade West

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Romance, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 137588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 688(@200wpm)___ 550(@250wpm)___ 459(@300wpm)
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“I’ll cook you potato waffles,” I said. “It can be our first dinner together.”

It made her laugh, but just a little. “You’ll cook me waffles?”

“I like waffles,” I lied. “It’s a good meal.”

“You’re a rubbish liar.”

I pointed my spatula at her. “That’s very true, so I rarely bother. And by rarely I mean, I don’t. Unless I’m trying to save someone’s feelings from unnecessary anguish.” I plated up the food. “So, if you have any questions of me, please always ask, and the answer you get will be the answer I mean. You don’t need to ponder my intentions or second guess me, Helen, they’ll be exactly as I express them. I find that’s by far the best way to a healthy relationship.” I handed her her plate, and she was pale as a ghost. “Are you feeling alright?” And then it dawned on me. “Are you regretting things? I should have given you more space, I know it’s a lot to take in, and reality can be so different to fantasy…”

“No!” she said. “No! That’s not it! I’m not regretting anything. I love being here. I love you.” She bit her lip at her outburst, but I couldn’t help feel the warmth in my stomach.

Love.

Was this love?

“What is it, Helen?”

She cleared a space on the dining table and sat with her breakfast, and I handed her cutlery without any more prompting. I sat in silence, giving her time, and she’d only eaten a couple of mushrooms before she dropped her fork and her lip was trembling a little.

“Last night, you said I could tell you anything, and I want to. I mean, I need to… because I’ve done something… and I didn’t mean to, but I couldn’t help it… and you’ll be angry, and I don’t want you to be angry, because I love being here, and I love being with you, and I’m happier than I’ve ever been in my whole life and I don’t want to ruin it all, but I probably already have, and I’m sad, and…”

I looked right at her. “What have you done, Helen?”

She took a breath. “You’re going to be so mad…”

“I don’t anger all that easily, why don’t you just try me?”

She covered her face with her hands. “I was going on Facebook, I promise, and I was about to log in, and then there was this directory, but I wasn’t even looking for it, I shouldn’t have even noticed, but I did…”

And I knew. Her eyes were closed so she didn’t see me smile.

“…I didn’t mean to be nosey. I’m not that kind of person. I’m really not, I promise… but it’s because… I don’t even know why… I don’t know why I looked… I shouldn’t have looked. I feel horrible…”

“You saw my pictures? Of me and Anna?”

She nodded, and dropped her hands. “And there was a video, too. I only watched one… I swear. I’m so sorry, Mr Roberts.”

“Mark,” I said. “It’s Mark.”

“Please don’t hate me…”

“Which video?”

Her face darkened to beetroot and I had to stifle a laugh. “The… the, um… there was wax…”

“There often was.”

Her eyes widened, and I loved that. I loved how expressive she was. “Often?”

“Yes, often.” I pushed my plate aside. “Does that bother you?”

“Bother me?”

“Did the video disturb you, Helen?” I cleared my throat. “Because that was a long time ago, and people are all individuals. Just because someone enjoys sex a certain way with one person, doesn’t mean it has to be that way for all of their relationships.” I met her eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned by anything you saw on those videos, Helen. We’ll go at your pace, and you’ll never be asked to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, I promise.”

“But I’m not… I’m not worried.”

“You’re not? That’s good.”

“I thought you’d be angry… I thought you’d hate me…”

I smiled. “For clicking on a directory that almost anyone in your position would click on? I’ve been a teacher a long time, Helen. I’d have had a nervous breakdown by now if I was horrified by such innocent misdemeanours.”

“You’re not mad?”

“I knew it was there. I knew full well you might look.”

“I shouldn’t have.” She was relaxing, I could see it, her shoulders easing and lowering, her breath calming.

“The question is, did you like it?”

“Sorry?” She fiddled with a sausage and wouldn’t look at me and it tickled me inside.

And excited me.

It made me hard.

“Did you play with yourself when you watched that video, Helen?”

The bloom of her cheeks was wonderful.

“I, um…” she shifted in her chair. And I knew. I knew beyond all doubt.

“Helen, did you play with your pussy as you watched?”

She nodded. “Yes. Yes, I played with myself.”

“And did you want it?” I palmed my cock under the table where she couldn’t see. “It doesn’t have to be, Helen, we can do whatever you want to do. You don’t need to please me that way.”


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