Lessons From the Professor

His career and dealings with people had left him a bit jaded. But Sutton was like a breath of fresh air. A small town girl who made a career for herself in the big city and yet somehow maintained her values.

Jesus, now I’m sounding like a writer. His lips pursed into a frown as he cleared his head, and got back on to the subject.

“What made you bring this up to me now?”

“We’ve passed the casual dating stage, and before we moved any further I knew I had to make my intentions clear. Too be honest I noticed early on that you had a penchant for submissive behavior.”

“I do?

“Yes. One example is the way you avert your gaze from mine, and allow me to make certain decisions. BDSM isn’t always extremes. It’s more about nuances and power plays.”

“Power plays?”

“Yes, say we got to a restaurant. We might discuss what you’d like to eat, but in the end it would be I who ordered for the both of us.”

“But that’s just southern hospitality.”

“Aaah, is it? You’ve given me the power to make choices for you.”

Her eyes widened as she nodded.

“I suppose you’re right. I just never thought of it that way.”

“Do you think you’d be interested in doing some exploring with me now, Sutton? I know you must’ve wondered why I held off from doing more than heavy petting. This

was why, and now that you’ve accepted my terms I find myself eager to begin. ”

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She felt heat fill her cheeks as she peered up at him and nodded. The thought of his decadent voice directing her actions made her panties wet. She’d practically taken to carrying an extra set of underwear around in her purse when they were together. There was something about him that kept her in a constant state of arousal. She had never been able to put her finger on the reason before, but now she might have an idea. She’d always liked a man who made her feel safe and well cared for. Where she’d grown up that was what made a man a man. Sure some girls didn’t like the old fashioned and at times domineering type, but she’d chalked up that to city girl versus country. She took a hasty swallow of her wine before she met his gaze and responded.

“Yes Sidney, I believe I would. I’d like more … details about what you’d like to try sexually. I-I don’t have much experience in that department.”

“Have there been … casual partners?” he asked. He studied her intently as he leaned forward to caress her jaw with his knuckles.

“No.”

“Good. I’m not sure where things will go between us, Sutton, but I can tell you it won’t be casual, and there will be no one else while I’m with you.”

“Does the same apply for you?”

“Yes. You’ll find I’m a very fair Dom.” His caresses continued and trailed down to her throat.

Breath hitched in her throat. She pressed her thighs together as her center throbbed painfully. He’d never taken things any further than kisses, and it’d left her achy and tense. Pleasuring herself had become a daily necessity accompanied by an almost violent release with his name on her lips.

“I-I should tell you something Sid.”

“Yes?”

“There haven’t been any partners.”

“You’re a virgin?”

“Yes, is that a problem?”

“No, we’ll take things slow. There’s plenty we can do in the meantime. Would you like a

demonstration?”