Blackmailed By My Teacher Read online S.E. Law (Blackmail Fantasies #4)

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Blackmail Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
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Of course, Kim’s not quite old enough to drink yet, so she orders a mocktail instead made of pineapple and seltzer water.

“Of course, madame,” Luigi nods. “May I ask: are you pregnant? Our kitchen especially loves to cook for pregnant women.”

Her cheeks flush hotly and she shoots a quick glance at me.

“No, no, I’m not pregnant,” she says quickly in a whisper.

“Ah,” says Luigi with another bow. “Well, best wishes on your fertility journey then.” He bows and then walks away, a big grin on his face. Meanwhile, Kim turns to me, her color still elevated.

“I don’t know why he asked that,” she says quickly. “That’s such a strange question.”

I merely take a casual sip of my wine.

“Is it?”

“Well yes!” she sputters. “Why would he even ask? It’s none of his business!”

“Yes, but you could be pregnant,” I say with a calm smile. “After all, we haven’t been using protection a hundred percent of the time.”

Kim immediately begins breathing quickly, her bosom heaving up and down. I can barely take my eyes away from the delicious sight.

“Yes, but who’s fault is that?”

I raise my hands in surrender.

“All mine,” I say. “You’re just so lovely, sweetheart, and sometimes I get caught up in the heat of the moment. But frankly, this goes back to our first discussion, which I believe has never been resolved. Are we trying to get pregnant? Or is there still that silly specter of blackmail hanging over our relationship?”

Kim blushes and looks at a loss for words, but then fhe food’s arrival saves her.

“Goodness, this looks delicious!” she says. “I can’t wait to dig in!”

I lean forward to whisper into her ear.

“Don’t worry sweetheart. I enjoy seeing you so happy, so you don’t have to answer now. But think about it, okay?”

She blushes again, and I change the subject.

“Maybe next time I’ll bring you to one of my restaurants so you can see what I do every day.”

She nods, still a bit flustered, and I take another calm sip of wine. After all, I’d love for Kim to get pregnant ASAP. Being with her has made me realize that she’s everything I love: innocent yet sultry; smart as a whip, but never presumptuous; and always willing to share her generously curvy body.

She smiles again and we begin to eat. Just watching her devour hearty Italian food is enough to get me turned on, but I restrain myself. She looks at me shyly and then quirks her head.

“I’d love to visit your restaurants, Adam. In fact, I’ve been curious about what you do for a bit now. Can I ask more about how you made your restaurant chain as popular as it is?”

Shaking off my surprise, I wave my hand in the universal gesture of “go ahead.” Her childlike curiosity is refreshing as she shoots off rapid-fire questions.

“How did you start out? I know you said you started working in a minimum wage job, but how did that lead to you owning your own restaurant? What made you want to do this?”

Other people have asked me these questions multiple times, but they only wanted to know for their own self-gain. It’s nice to have Kim so interested in my past, simply because she wants to know me better. Her genuine interest in me makes my heart grow warm.

“I did start out at a low-wage job. I was a Taco Mama cashier to be specific. I think I mentioned that to you, right?”

She nods.

“Were you sick of bean burritos by the time you were done with that job?”

I throw my head back and laugh.

“Yeah, but it wasn’t just the food. I didn’t mind the food, to be honest. They let you eat as much as you wanted on shift, so I was grateful that I didn’t have to pay extra to feed myself. In those days, it would have meant skipping meals and going hungry occasionally.”

She nods, her eyes wide with a forkful of lasagna halfway to her mouth.

“I’m so sorry to hear that,” she murmurs.

I shrug.

“Don’t be. The chain had a lot of problems outside of food. The management was terrible and most of my coworkers were fed up with it. Those that stayed didn’t even try to do their best, which of course made for poor morale and a terrible working environment. That’s what made me decide that I would do better than them. I would open my own restaurant, and carefully pick a team to help me run the place. I couldn’t do worse than Taco Mama, let’s put it that way.”

She nods again.

“I think Taco Mama is still in business, but they closed a lot of stores recently, right?”

I nod.

“Yeah, they’re idiots. Their poor management was going to doom them, even if their food wasn’t half bad. But anyways, once I opened my first restaurant, the rest is history. I opened a second place, then a third, and more and more until we had restaurants all over the Eastern seaboard. Now we’re making a push to go national. I’ve also been playing with the idea of franchising them, but haven’t made a decision yet.”



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