He never really spoke to Janet, if he ever did, it was mostly school-related, but Janet was usually much too frightened to speak to him herself. One t...ime, she overheard him say to another boy that he was going to go sailing by the lake after school. For the rest of the day, Janet wished she could be with him out there in the water. She pictured the two of them on the boat, laughing, maybe drinking a bottle of wine that Ben stole from his house. Ben would probably show her how to run the boat.. Her imagined mewling around the ball gag increased my desire, fueling an intense orgasm that left me completely drained. Of everything. My desire for her was an echo of endless need.As the office’s resident bad boy it seemed ridiculous that we hadn’t already fucked. Finally one afternoon Emma asked me to stay late to help her with budget projections. By 5PM we were ensconced in her office, chairs close together as we huddled over her computer screen, examining endless strings of numbers.. The rules of behavior and our classroom responsibilities are clearly stipulated in our contracts, as well as the consequences for any breaches. However, there is one obscure requirement that says we may be asked to perform special assignments for additional pay, that would be contracted separately, and we are expected to cooperate for the advancement of learning at the school. We signed our contracts, not having much concern about that last requirement.Our teaching assignments were going very. ”“Amy, that was a callous thing to do to your brother." “I know, but at the time I found it amusing to hear the excitement in his voice when he talked about the possibility of actually having sex with his own mother. I have to admit my panties got wet listening to his fantasies about you.”“Oh my, God, Amy, are you telling me my own son has been having sexual fantasies about me?”“Well, duh…Todd has been jerking off to those fantasies about fucking his Mom ever since he hit puberty!”“And you know.