I had promised myself that the next time I was at the school for any reason, I would take a shot with the guy that had been on my mind. So when my son asked me to bring him some things for his dorm, I knew I had to make good on that promise. I even called the school to schedule a meeting with Mr. Yagi, my son's favorite teacher.

After dropping off the supplies to the student dorms, I headed to the main office. The secretary was not aware of any meeting. "Mr. Yagi? I don't see a meeting, but I could have him paged."

"Only if he's not busy. There's no rush!" I paced the hallway while I waited. Maybe this was a sign that I shouldn't go for it. Then I heard footsteps hurrying my way.

I was him, but he looked fretful. "Ms. Midoriya, did something happen?"

"Everything is fine. Sorry if I made you worry! Please, call me Inko."

He smiled, clearly relieved. "In that case, you should call me Toshinori."

"Thank you for seeing me, I hope I'm not keeping you from work."

"Not at all, I'm between classes at the moment." He grew serious again. "What can I do for you? Is this about your son?"

"No, it's not." I took a deep breath. "Actually, I was wondering if you would like to go for coffee sometime?"

His mouth dropped open, and he blinked in surprise. "With you?"

I blushed. "Yes, together."

"Uh…" He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm flattered… but…"

My heart dropped into my stomach. "That's fine. I just thought I'd ask." I turned to leave.

"No, wait, I mean..." His hand was on my shoulder, and I froze, hardly breathing. His dark eyes looked deep into mine. "You are beautiful, and I would be honored, but… I'm a mess. You don't want to get involved with me."

"Toshinori, you're kind and selfless, and you've been so good to my boy. Honestly, I wanted to ask you out months ago, but I thought I was too much of a wreck to even think about dating."

"You're not a wreck."

"And you're not a mess." I smiled. "So, now what?"

He chuckled. "So… maybe we should give it a try."

A few nights later, I was back at Curious. I could hardly wait to tell Midnight about my upcoming date. She already had me blindfolded and naked when she asked for more details.

"Tell me about this man. What does he look like?"

I thought of Toshinori, and smiled. "He's tall and thin, he has unruly blond hair, and his eyes are really stunning."

"What about his personality?"

"He comes off all serious at first, but he's really sweet. He's always trying to help people. He's funny, too; he's got a goofy sense of humor. "

I heard Midnight switch on my new vibrator, effectively changing the subject. "This is going to feel different than you're used to, but you're going to love it. It has a little more give, so you can go a little rougher with it. Plus the texture is amazing."

Lately, I found it easier to relax. I trusted Midnight completely. As she gently eased my legs apart, I caught my breath in anticipation. Having Toshinori fresh in my mind didn't hurt, either. Midnight slid the vibrator over my folds, not yet penetrating me, and I grasped at the sheets. The texture of the swirled pattern was captivating.

"How is that feeling, Jade?"

"Good. Strange, but good."

She gave a satisfied hum. "Wonderful. Do you want more?"

"Yes, Mistress. Please."

She pushed it in, and the texture made me gasp and shake. Midnight moaned at the effect she had on me. "Isn't that incredible?" She dragged it out slowly, making my entire body tremble. "Ooh, I like what that does to you." Even more slowly, she eased it in again, then paused. "Color?"

"Green! Please don't stop!"

"I love it when you beg." I could almost hear the smile on her lips.

She began to slide the vibrator back and forth, moving excruciatingly slowly. I could feel every ridge as it slipped from my body. It was too much and not enough all at once. Every sensation had me quivering.

When I cried out, Midnight ceased her movements. "Color?"

"Orange!"

Midnight switched off the vibrator and touched my face gently. "Jade, sweetheart, what the fuck is orange?"

Despite myself, I laughed. "Sorry. Yellow, I guess."

"What's wrong?"

"I think I'm too tense." The toy was still inside me, just switched off.

She ran her hands down my legs. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes, of course, Mistress."

"I'd like to tie you down."

My throat was too dry, so I nodded.

She brought her lips close to my ear. "Don't move."

I tried not to budge. The wand was still inside me, and if I clenched up it would slide out. I wanted to make her proud. It felt like she was gone a while, and I dug my toes into the mattress.

Then she returned. I felt her wrap something soft around my left knee, then pull it snug. She did the same on my right. The bed swayed as she worked. She pulled, causing the bindings to spread my legs wider. I whimpered. My lower half was pinned down. Midnight crouched over me. "Color."

"Green."

The bed dipped beside me as she climbed back up. "Very good," she whispered. "Let's stick to the colors we discussed. No mauve or chartreuse."

I laughed, which turned to a moan as she turned the vibrator back on inside me. My legs shook, but I wasn't going anywhere. Midnight began to pump the wand in and out, faster than before. With my knees spread like this, I was entirely under her control, and I relaxed into it.

Everything felt more intense, and suddenly I realized why. During our first two sessions, Midnight had touched me all over, but not this time. At this moment, our only contact was through the vibrator. I dug my nails into the bed.

It felt so good, almost too good, yet I needed more. The bindings kept me from arching my hips up. I remembered what Midnight said about not chasing the orgasm. Every time I was sure I couldn't last another second, the pleasure would crest, and I would ride it out, shaking and panting. Her reassurances of "that's it" and "good girl" carried me through.

When I thought it couldn't possibly feel any better, Midnight brought her free hand down to massage my clit. My back curved up off the bed, and a moment later I was hit with an earth-shattering orgasm. I heard myself crying out as my body writhed in pleasure, but I had no control. It just kept going, as Midnight stroked me through wave after wave.

As I finally sank back down, Midnight was playing with my hair. The blindfold was gone, and I was tucked in. I couldn't remember her doing those things.

"Oh god," I whispered. "That was unreal."

"You earned it."

I sighed. "I didn't know orgasms could last so long."

Midnight chuckled softly. "I think there's a lot you don't know about yourself."

"Apparently."

She smiled. "You should be proud."

"Proud? Why? It's all you."

"Jade, dear, I wouldn't be able to do anything for you, if you weren't willing to experience new things. That requires a certain amount of trust, not just in me, but in yourself."

"That sounds like something my therapist would say."

"Well, she sounds brilliant." Midnight propped herself up on one elbow. "Now, I don't want to scare you, but I've got some ideas for our next session."

"Okay…"

"All I can say is that it will help you be more prepared for your date." She winked. "Until we meet again, you have my blessing to get yourself off as much as you like."