Mr. Sullivans desk was directly in front of the white board. Being a little on the short side, I had to bring a chair over, set it behind Mr. Sullivan... chair, and stand on it in order to clean the entire board. As I stood on the chair, I noticed Mr. Sullivan glancing up at me occasionally. Well, more so at my legs. I always picked the best days to wear dresses. As I was finishing the board, I tried to stretch to the other side to try and clean the last inch or two, but suddenly I lost my. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter with each stroke of my finger. I wanted your cock to fill me. I was entirely too aroused to even think about sleep now, but waking you up obviously wasn't an option. I got up and retrieved my toy from its spot in the bathroom, and returned to my chair. As I waited for the computer to start, I again began to stroke my slit. I listened closely to make sure you were still snoring before I began to press my toy on my clit. Although I had the vibrate. . yes..." I'm going to count down from ten to one," I said. "Each number will bring you deeper. When I reach one you will be as deep as you can be, completely ready to obey my every word." ... obey..." She was starting to breathe heavily.I counted down. By the time I got to 'one' she collapsed onto me, her head tumbling forward into my shoulder. Go figure, it worked. A 'new mail' sound piped up from my computer. I leaned over to glance at it - it was an email from Elise. The subject line said. I love sex with both men and women, but I dont like women. Not enough to engage in a lesbian relationshp. And I love men, but because I am single and have no relationship plans in the near future, I guess I dont like men enough to be in a relationship with them either. But my dark mind goes a litle deeper than just plain vanilla sex with men and women. Can you say extreme? Its so deep , Im afraid to even write it down, but what I will do is just explain some experiences and let you be the.