Alle Kapitel von Teach Me: Kapitel 21 – Kapitel 30

The guided tour of Galen's home was an interesting insight into the man Lydia was coming to know and love. The final rooms on the ground floor were the comfortable kitchen with a breakfast bar where Galen clearly ate all his meals and a home office that was an almost exact duplicate of his workspace on campus. All in all, the house was a warm comfortable space, masculine but welcoming.He smiled when she told him that."Glad you like it," he responded. "The bedrooms are upstairs. Would you like a drink or something before we head up?"They ended up opening a bottle of wine to take upstairs with them. Lydia was cautious as she climbed the carpeted steps beside him, holding her sandals and evening bag in one hand and her backpack in the other. Would seeing her here, in his home, change his opinion of her? She didn't want him to decide she would never blend into his life.He pointed to the first door off the stairway into a room she saw was mostly full of shelves and books with a smal

When Lydia was twisting underneath Galen, her pussy wet and aching, he sat up and reached over to the drawer beside the bed. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs and a couple of terrycloth athletic wrist bands."These are the real thing, not fur-lined plastic or anything. You still interested?"She had to swallow twice and squeeze her thighs together before she could speak. "Hell yeah!""That's my girl. I thought these would protect your skin." He peeled her fingers off the headboard and slipped one of the wristbands over her hands. "I don't want to hurt you.""Good idea." She let him do the same to the other hand. He planted a kiss on the palm as he did so. Then she held her arms over her head while he slipped the chain of the cuffs around the top rail of the headboard and clipped one cuff over each of her wrists. The soft cotton bands provided more than adequate padding and she tested her restraints, feeling wetness seep from her pussy as the position heightened her already powerful

Lydia was amazed by how much one lousy phone call could change everything. Instead of a sexy picnic with Galen, she bundled her laundry bag into the back seat of her compact car. Things had been going along so well, then kaboom!It wasn't that she didn't understand Galen's decision, not really. She understood that he couldn't go dashing off on a picnic when his son was about to show up any minute. Of course he needed to be home when Jason arrived. They hadn't seen each other in months, and Jason had a fairly short time to visit before his summer program in Europe. And, in all honesty, she could understand Galen's reluctance to have her present when his son arrived. He'd said he wanted to talk to Jason that evening. He was going to tell his son that he was seeing someone, but he didn't want to make it quite so clear that she'd just spent the night. So it appeared she was doing laundry on Saturday after all. She'd never even gotten to try out his amazing bathtub.This was good, she re

"Gina!" Lydia's exasperation came out as more of a moan that a scold."Hey, you two. What's up?" Ben Montoya, who'd finished his PhD in European folklore strolled around the corner, with his gorgeous girlfriend, a biology professor, on his arm. "Lydia, Gina, you two know Wesley, don't you?""We do," Lydia confirmed. She leaned up to hug Ben and Wes over the table fronting her booth. "Actually, Ben, I have a question for you, if you don't mind. A professional one?""Shoot," A former Special Forces soldier, Ben was one of the nicest and most handsome men Lydia had ever known. But he wasn't Galen, and he was madly in love with Wesley, so Lydia was glad to be just a friend."I have a scroll I'm trying to identify," she said. "It's nowhere in the records, not even in Kroner's private journals.""Cool. You want me to drop by your office tomorrow? I've got this week off, between summer mini-sessions." Ben taught at the local community college. He had a keen eye for detail and interpretat

Lydia paused as if taking stock, then nodded cautiously, replying to Galen's question. "I feel much better. Like I said, maybe I was just overtired. Or upset.""Jason." Galen bit his lower lip then continued. "I have no idea why he decided to be such a jerk to you, honey but he asked me to tell you that he's sorry.""It's okay." Her eyes told him she was lying. Jason's words had hurt her and his own inept handling of the situation had made it worse."No, it's not. But hopefully it will be, eventually. You're both important to me and I'd like it if you two could get along. I think once he figures out that what we have is real, he'll be okay."She gave him a shaky smile. "I hope you're right. I don't want to come between you and your son, Galen.""You won't. He's a good kid, for the most part. He'll come around."Galen heated up a can of soup and made some sandwiches after installing her on the couch. She seemed all right but she was still pale and shaky, not at all her normal exub