Salad and Solo

Miss Long decided to eat her salad and get some work done at her desk. She took out a bottle of water and a big box store packaged salad. She gobbled down the food, not realizing how hungry she really was. After washing down the salad with a her water she began to casually check her computer. First it was a bit of online shopping, a bit of news, then she faced reality and looked at her emails.

"OPEN NOW! OFFICIAL! MISS LONG OPEN. PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES!"

This email caught her eye immediately as she nibbled a piece of candy that she often kept at her desk. She read the email aloud.

"Dear Miss Long,

You have been instructed to preform an exceptionally important duty. You must make a Sexual Education tape, as an example for this new pilot course on Sex Education. This video course will be created by you in order to help show young women how to properly masturbate. This is in order to create a positive sexual image about their bodies and to enable young women to fully explore their bodies. You should utilize your smartphone's video capabilities. You must text the following official government number: 555-483-7172. You should begin by sending this message: 'Hello, this is Miss Long.'"

"It is imperative that you text this government number as soon as possible. Your country and your job are riding on the line. The President of the United States is relying on you. If you fail to contact this number before the day is over, you will be fired and may face prison time."

The email was from a string of random words and [email protected]. It didn't seem official, but there was even a watermark with a presidential looking seal. Miss Long thought for a moment or two and knew that she had to comply. It was from the President of the United States, or at least his office. Besides--jail time? Yeah--she would certainly comply. She quickly pulled out her phone and texted the number she saw in the email.

She couldn't believe this. She was talking to a secret agent. Well--texting them at least. It was like a movie. The conversation continued.

Miss Long read the texts aloud. She fumbled with the camera app and selected the front facing camera so she could see what she was filming. She took a minute to figure out where to best set up the camera. She decided that with a few old textbooks as a prop she could set the camera up to catch her at her desk chair. She fidgeted around with it for a moment or two before she felt comfortable that the camera would stay. Then she hit the record button and cleared her voice with a cough.

"My name is Amber Long and I am 29 years old." she said in a scientific manner. She then removed her button up blouse and then her skirt. Next she slipped out of her panties and then her bra. After standing awkwardly in front of her camera phone she stopped the recording then sent the video to Agent Smith.

This was going all a very bit strange but Miss Long knew that her job was riding on the line. Besides--did that make her a secret agent? She positioned the camera phone to view herself again. She hit the record button and sat back in her swivel chair. She moved her hands down to ladyland. She didn't touch herself often. But there were times with her fiance wasn't around or she wanted to have some pleasure without all the tension of preforming for Jonathan. She normally used just one hand to start and she kept to her tried and true method.

She moved her middle finger to her vagina and moved it slowly from her tight hole up her slit to her clit. She didn't go inside, most of her best stimulation was from her clit and so she moved her finger around it slowly. She used her thumb to move it downward, while her pointer finger and middle caressed it the opposite way. She leaned back into her office chair and enjoyed the sensations. She moved her fingers back and forth. She felt herself become aroused, her pussy moistening with each touch. She didn't give too much direct contact on her clit, just rubbing the sides. She began to venture a finger inside her pussy, using her middle finger to stimulate her wetness as her thumb and forefinger massaged her clit gently.

"Mhmmmmmmmmmmmm." she moaned to herself as she repeated this maneuver for some time. She changed her middle finger's thrust into a curling action, reaching her more sensitive areas. She enjoyed feeling fingers inside of her, they could hit areas in ways that a penis never could. She moved her pointer finger in her vagina to wet it, then applied the sensations to her clit. It sent jitters throughout her as continued fingering herself.

Miss Long felt herself about to climax.

"Uhhhhhhh" She looked at the camera phone--trying to "be sexy" like Agent Smith had directed.

"Ohhhhh. OooooooooooooHHHHHHH!" she ramped up the acting, but did genuinely feel pleasure as he face flushed and she moaned with pleasure.

She stopped her fingers as she took in the sensations. Then she stopped the recording and sent the video to Agent Smith. It took a while to send, since it was a video file of a decent length so she saved Agent Smith as a contact. She awaited a response.

She didn't know how she felt about putting a test tube up her vagina but she also didn't want to get fired. Besides--its a government agent asking her. At least she could use a glove if needed. She looked around her class for what would work. She felt wary about a glass test tube. She dug through an old cabinet and found some plastic lab safety equipment demonstration tools. One was a plastic test tube. It would have to work.

Miss Long moved back to her chair and set up the cellphone again. She hit record and moved her legs to her desk. This gave a better angle of her nicely shaved pussy. She was still moist from her previous stimulation, all the same she put the test tube slowly to her slit and inched it in slowly. It was cold inside of her and she tensed as she felt the **** degree difference.

She bit her lip slowly as she moved the test tube deeper inside of her. She took it inside about half way, then moved it slowly back out completely. She sighed as she felt it move out of her. She placed it back in again and again, always taking in half of the plastic test tube. She moaned as she enjoyed the movements. She had used sex toys before throughout her adult life on the rare occasion, mostly vibrators but on occasion dildos--nothing too crazy. This reminded her of those rare events and made her tingle. The test tube glided inside of her with ease, her wetness lubricating the plastic effortlessly. She remembered Agent Smith's text to play with her breasts. Miss Long move her left hand up to her breasts and squeezed them slowly, then focused on playing with her nipples. She didn't mine boob play and squeezing her nipples made her throw her head back slightly as she felt the combined pleasure inside and out.

With a greater pace she moved the test tube inside of her and out of her. Taking in more of the tube now. It was thin but it was long and she felt her pussy thrill with new sensations.

"Ohhhhhh Yessssss." She moaned as she shoved the tube inside of herself faster and faster. She squeezed her nipple tightly with her finger tips then moved that hand down to her clit. She played with it awkwardly as she tried to insert the test tube at the same time. Even though the movements were ungainly they were enough to send her into a climax.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Miss Long moaned loudly "ohhhhhh oooooo uuuuuuuuuuh!" She cooed with pleasure as the test tube slowed down.

Miss Long pulled the test tube out slowly, a ting of further pleasure as it left her wet pussy. She put her feet on the floor and ended the recording.

"At least I don't have to worry about you getting me pregnant." Miss Long said jokingly to the test tube before placing it down on a tissue. She sent the video to Agent Smith and awaited a reply.

Miss Long didn't know why she needed to talk dirty. And she certainly didn't know why she needed to talk dirty about someone named David. And she didn't really want to put her lips back on the test tube...but how could she refuse? She knew her country and the Department of Education needed her.

She set her phone back up, making it zoom in on her face before recording. She tapped record and grabbed the test tube. Some further instructions texted in as she began recording. Miss Long rolled her eyes at the new text.

She moved her legs back up on the desk, leaned back in the seat and shoved the test tube nearly all the way inside of her. She pulled it out slowly then moved her face near the camera and began to suck on the tube. She tasted herself as she moved her mouth along the chemical smelling plastic. But she talked dirty.

"Oh...Yes! uh David...Yeah yeesss you taste so good." She said awkwardly at first.

"God your cock is so tasty." She said almost laughing before putting the test tube back in her mouth. She sucked on it in a long slow manner, then pulled off--licking the "tip."

"David this cock is so big. Oh God I want to worship your cock." She **** herself to keep a straight face. How could this be part of the Sex Education program? It was above her pay grade.

She sent the video back and got a quick reply.

Miss Long didn't know what to expect from all of this. She was going to have to really cut back on her own free time activities if all these stuff was going to be part of her new Sex Education curriculum. She remembered her early days when she had numerous preps to get ready for when she taught two or three subjects at a time. She was starting to really dread this new Sex Education program. Miss Long got her clothes back on and readied herself. The Lunch wave would be almost over and students would soon be pouring into her room...