Teach me sex techniques.

Teach me sex techniques.
Sebastian’s lips curved into a smile, and his cheeks flushed a crimson shade of red.
Claudia smiled in amusement. “It’s obvious you like it when I call you ‘good boy,’” she teased, fastening her seatbelt. “From now on, I’ll keep calling you that since you always call me ‘baby girl.’” She nodded, pleased with her own decision.
Sebastian rolled his eyes at her playful behavior, shifted the gear, and began driving down the busy morning road.
The ride was as quiet as a graveyard, and when they arrived at his company, Claudia took a seat in the same office she’d used a few days before, while Sebastian went into his own office to focus on some paperwork.
In the afternoon, Sebastian ordered takeout and had it delivered to Claudia’s office. He didn’t want her to go hungry and more importantly, he didn’t want her wandering outside and ending up somewhere unsafe.
‘Besides, if Claudia didn’t go to that restaurant to look for a job as a waitress, she wouldn’t have been assaulted by that good-for-nothing man,’ Sebastian thinks to himself while focusing on his office work.
Eventually, when the time reaches a few minutes past five in the evening, Sebastian clocks out from his office and heads straight to Claudia’s. “Baby girl, let’s head home,” he purrs.
“Shhh!” Claudia quickly shushes him. “I don’t want your workers to be suspicious about me since most of them already know you’re a player,” she mumbles as she rises from her seat. “Also, I noticed that your so-called best friend didn’t come to work today. Is he alright?”
Sebastian nods as he leads the way toward the elevator. “Why do I have a feeling that you’re suddenly interested in him?” he asks, narrowing his eyes at her.
Claudia scoffs and presses her lips together. “I asked out of courtesy and nothing else. Besides, he seems like a prick who goes around belittling women,” she replies coldly, folding her arms across her chest.
Sebastian chuckled slightly and kept quiet as they both stepped out of the elevator, heading straight to the company garage where he parked his car.
After they both got seated inside the car, he started the engine and began to drive.
“Baby girl, would you want me to take you to have dinner at a restaurant? I bet my dad might be back by now and you…”
Sebastian’s words trailed off as he used the back of his hand to wipe his nose, unsure of how to continue since what he was about to say might sound uncomfortable.
“I know that you clock from work early because you’re worried about me,” Claudia stated, playing with the tip of her fingernails. “I have also been doing a whole lot of thinking about your dad and it’s… well, I have come to accept my fate, I guess.”
Her last words came out with a dry laugh, though Sebastian didn’t find them funny.
“How about I give an excuse to my dad and tell him you’re sick?” he asked quietly.
Claudia shakes her head sideways. “No thank you, but I don’t see the need to lie to him,” she mumbles, her words barely above a whisper.
With that, she stares at her fingernails, nervously fiddling with them. She bites her lower lip in unease, swallowing hard as her mind races, trying to think of a way to please Mr. Harold that won’t lead to sex.
Sebastian keeps his eyes fixed on the road, and after driving for half an hour, they finally arrive at their destination.
“Baby girl,” Sebastian calls out as he opens the door for Claudia to step out. She has been too lost in thought to even realize when they arrived at the mansion or when Sebastian stepped out of the car.
Sigh.
With a loud sigh, Claudia slides out of the car and slowly walks toward the entrance of the mansion.
As she steps inside the sitting room, her eyes scan the space, searching for any sign of Mr. Harold. ‘Or does this mean that he’s already in his room?’ she wonders to herself, a nauseous feeling settling at the pit of her stomach.
Sebastian, who has also just stepped inside the sitting room, sighs and slides his hands deep into his trouser pockets. “It seems my father isn’t home yet,” he says softly. “Would you mind if I ordered a box of pizza and a milkshake? You’ll need the strength to take good care of my dad.” His words sting, but he forces himself to shrug it off.
Once more, Claudia chuckles dryly. “I won’t mind,” she whispers, then turns and heads for the staircase that leads to her room.
Upon arriving, Claudia takes off her clothes and shoves them into the laundry basket before walking naked to the bathroom. After her bath, she wraps a towel around her chest, steps out, and pulls out a red bra and matching panties that Mr. Harold had given her. “I hope he doesn’t ask for sex tonight,” she murmurs, pressing her hands together in a prayerful gesture.
Knock, knock.
The gentle sound at the door makes Claudia’s heart skip a beat as fear grips her. ‘it might be Mr. Harold.’
“Who… who is it?” Claudia asked, tilting her head forward while holding her breath.
“Baby girl,” the voice from the other side purred, and instantly, Claudia let out a breath of relief as her shoulders relaxed in excitement.
“Come in,” she mumbled. Sebastian opened the door and stepped inside, holding a box of pizza in one hand and two cups of milkshake in the other. He walked further into the room, placed everything on the bedside table, then sat down on the bed.
“A while ago, I went to check my father’s room to see if he’s back, but he isn’t,” Sebastian explained, even though she hadn’t asked. “Also, why don’t I keep you company until he comes back?”
Claudia scoffed, rolling her eyes as she walked to the dressing mirror. Standing there, she stared at her reflection. “And how exactly do you plan to keep me company? By teaching me how to avoid having sex with your father using different pleasurable techniques?”
“Hahaha!” Sebastian laughed out loud, finding her words amusing. “What if I say I wouldn’t mind teaching you that? Would you be down for it?”
Claudia nodded, turning from the mirror to face him. “I’m down to learn whatever you want to teach me, baby boy,” she purred, her lips curving into a teasing smile.