I wished I had the nerve to meet her. Sometimes she wore really tight jeans, her round ass driving me insane, other times, short skirts with knee high...boots, her thighs so smooth. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her and she became the woman in my fantasies at night. There were other beautiful, sexy female students, but for some reason, I was drawn to her. I wanted to know her name, to stand close and feel her next to me. I was much too shy to go up and talk to her, but started finding tables. She came in to my room once or twice during the day, and on one occasion managed to rub her hips against my shoulders while walking past me. I felt the knot tightening in my crotch but knew that it was not the time to flirt with her while everyone in the office was wide-awake and busy. I heard the intercom buzz and picked it up. “You busy?” asked the voice on the other side. It was Vathsala. My heart leapt to my throat again as it used to do in similar occasions. ‘No, why?’ I asked. “Could you. My plan was to begin walking down my street to the corner while I spoke to the camera about how I was available the next day to come over and see Jerome. Being naked, hooded, and collar was my way of showing him how dedicated I was to him. Also, I had a surprise for when I reached the corner of my street that I hoped would really cement my desire to be used by him.It was late out, so I didn't really fear of anyone being outside and seeing me. I walked as if everything was normal, all the while. When she got to her pussy, Vanessa knew every crevasse of her body. Sandy was overcome by orgasms. Vanessa then sat on the floor with her legs wide open encouraging Sandy to try it out. Sandy just closed her eyes and started to lick. She imagined that she was instructing a handsome young man how to lick her pussy. A young man appeared taking mental notes. Before long, Vanessa was moaning as well. Sandy opened her eyes. For some reason, she started to feel more comfortable with a woman. The.