The Tutor's Lesson
Edward kept his mouth shut, focusing intently on sucking Vera’s index finger. The strange, ticklish sensation left Vera feeling utterly flustered. She wondered if she had succumbed to lust, as even such a simple act felt lewd. It wasn't like when Monica used to suck on her fingers as a child. His mouth and tongue were incredibly erotic. What kind of dream was he having? Even the way he licked her finger was suggestive. Vera thought to herself that a child—a son—wouldn't move his tongue like that.
Gulp.
The saliva, saturated with the taste of her own finger, slid down Edward’s throat. She couldn't help but stare at his masculine Adam’s apple, which bobbed prominently, and the thick veins standing out around it. She hadn't really looked at men in a sexual light before, but whether it was his scent or his attitude, Edward kept making her conscious of him as a man.
‘I never even felt this way with my husband.’
No, pull yourself together. Even if they had ended up sharing a bed, this man was originally meant to be her son-in-law. Although he spent much more time with Vera than with Monica these days, once they were married and living as husband and wife...
‘That’s how it’s supposed to be.’
Vera shook her head rapidly. She took a deep breath to calm her heart. Otherwise, the fragments of disappointment she had just felt would swell and swell, filling her entire chest. She pressed her palm against her cheek to cool her flushed face. Just then, she made eye contact with Edward, who had opened his eyes.
“…Y, you’re awake?”
‘What is he doing?’
Did he think I wouldn't wake up even if he did this? Vera had been absorbed in playing with my mouth, sliding her finger in and out. Even though she tried to keep it from touching anything, every time her finger brushed against the inside of my mouth, it gave me a strange sensation. When her finger touched my tongue, it tasted sweet rather than salty. Does Vera’s body taste like this? It was tantalizing to taste it bit by bit. Come to think of it, I’d never tasted anything other than her lips and fingers.
I was a bit flustered when I first woke up, but as I watched the situation through half-closed eyes, a good way to tease Vera came to mind. First, I kept my eyes closed and—chomp.
“Ugh!”
Vera let out a startled sound. Hmm, the reaction was satisfying. I could feel the sweet taste of Vera’s finger to my heart's content as I sucked on it, making smacking sounds. Vera couldn't even pull her finger out of my mouth; she seemed at a loss, yet strangely aroused. It’s erotic to see a woman sucking on something, but does it feel the same for the woman?
While Vera’s gaze was cast slightly downward, I opened my eyes halfway. I could clearly feel her gaze, which was filled with a strange heat despite her embarrassment. Then, she suddenly shook her head and let out a deep sigh. She was a woman who always acted with grace, except when I took out my cock. But now, thinking I was asleep, I could feel her looking at me quite explicitly. Well, it was only the curiosity of a teenage girl, at most. Ah, we made eye contact.
“…Y, you’re awake?”
Pop.
Vera quickly pulled her finger out. To think she’d pull it out the moment we made eye contact. Before I could even stop her, the finger that had been inside my mouth hid away inside her handkerchief.
“Your handkerchief changes every time I see it?”
Aren't handkerchiefs supposed to be washed and reused?
“Ah, the ones I used before were all old... so I threw them away.”
Hmm, they looked brand new. Well, it’s not important, so let’s move on.
“Don’t change the subject, student Edward. What are you doing, falling asleep like that while studying?”
“I apologize, teacher. It hasn't been long since I had lunch...”
“If you want to find excuses to avoid studying, you can always find ten of them. You have to endure and overcome that.”
“Aw, come on, let’s rest for a bit.”
“We can’t... we have to study...”
“Shall we go for a walk like we did yesterday?”
“Hmm...”
Vera blushed as she recalled the memory of yesterday. She didn't seem to hate it, as she couldn't easily refuse and looked conflicted.
“Still, no... no, I can’t. We need an alibi for when Monica comes...”
To think she’d even prepare an alibi. I could feel that Vera seriously wanted to maintain our relationship for a long time. It might just be the simple desire not to disappoint Monica, but she was already disappointing her the moment she started having sex with me.
In the end, what Vera brought out was a different method of study.
“It seems reading books to study was still a bit too early for you, student Ed. We should go back to what we were doing before.”
Vera took the notebook out of the drawer again. It was time for the word cards again. It seemed I was stuck studying today.
“I’ve memorized them all.”
“...”
“Teacher, I’ve memorized them all.”
“Hmm, it seems it took a little longer this time. Shall we check?”
I wonder if she likes being called 'teacher'; she won't answer unless I call her that while studying. She took the twenty word cards, shuffled them, and pulled one out at random to show me.
“Window.”
“Well done.”
After that, we repeated it nineteen more times. I got them all right again. Perhaps I was getting used to the letters, as I was memorizing the words much more easily than before. I had already memorized three sets of twenty words, including the ones just now.
“What wish are you going to ask for this time? I’ll say it again, I can’t grant wishes about not wanting to study or anything lewd while we’re studying.”
Of course, the sense of purpose provided by the reward of a 'wish' also played a huge role. It’s just that she blocked all the useful ones. For my first wish, I asked to stop studying, but it was rejected, and I got a raisin cookie. For my second wish, I asked for vaginal sex, but that was also rejected without a chance, and I got another raisin cookie. Ugh. Raisins are gross. The wishes seem too stingy.
“Do you want another raisin cookie?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“But they’re delicious...”
Crunch.
I had to decide on a wish before that raisin cookie disappeared. I had to study anyway. The lewdest thing I could ask for that wasn't lewd by Vera’s standards... Ah!
“Teacher Vera. Please perform a cock inspection.”
“Cough! Cough!”
Vera coughed violently, as if she had choked. I quickly poured her a glass of water, and she drank it in one go while patting her chest. I wonder if patting her chest does anything, given how large they are.
“Hey, I told you no lewd things!”
“But Teacher Vera, you said the cock inspection wasn't lewd, but for your daughter’s sake.”
“That was... student Ed. It’s not right to keep teasing your teacher with such strange things.”
“It’s not strange; it’s the cock inspection we always do, teacher.”
“I, I did perform the inspection, but...”
“Cock inspection.”
“C, co... no, I’m too embarrassed to say it...”
Vera covered her face with both hands. She had started using formal language little by little, but when the moment came to say 'cock', she gave up entirely out of embarrassment. Is this the limit of her effort? When we did the 'cock-pussy' thing last time, she was heated up with built-up sexual desire, so it might be difficult in her current sober state of mind.
I hugged Vera, who was sitting in the chair right next to me. I didn't want to make her tired by demanding more right now. Everything should only be done when Vera wants it.
“You don’t have to push yourself so hard. We did promise to speak informally, but it can’t be helped.”
“I, I’m sorry I couldn't keep the promise. It’s just not familiar to speak informally to someone...”
“No, it’s fine, it’s fine. Then let’s change the wish.”
At the mention of changing the wish, Vera tensed up. Is she worried about what I might ask for next?
“Don’t worry. This time, it’s a truly wholesome wish.”
“I’ve almost memorized all the objects in my room, so how about I decide which words to memorize?”
“That’s your wish?”
“Yes, teacher. You seem to get a headache from thinking of words every day, so I’d like to try it for once.”
A look of pride mixed with a strange sense of disappointment flickered across Vera’s face.
“That’s good. I was actually running out of words, so it would be good practice for me to write down the words you choose... no, it would be.”
Vera looked somewhat dissatisfied now that the lewd requests had stopped. Being a benevolent person by nature, she didn't sulk, but as someone who couldn't hide her emotions well in front of me, she looked disappointed enough to seem slightly sad. If I had to put it into words, her face said, 'Is he disappointed in me because I couldn't keep my promise?' She didn't need to be like that. After all, I was going to use some high-level words for Vera this time. Still, let’s start gently with a mild word.
“Hmm, then please write this down. Dress.”