Jim turned 57 in the spring after his divorce. Having no children from his marriage and deciding to change his life from the rat race he had been consumed by for the last 35 years, he longed for the carefree days of college. Call it a midlife crisis, call it what you want. He wasn't completely enamored with the idea; he was not moving into a dorm. He rented a small two bedroom house 2 blocks from the ball fields and campus.
Jim enrolled at State U as a masters student in general science. He knew that liberal arts would make him crazy and all he would do was argue with the professors. He met with his masters lead, one of the chemistry professors. It was decided that Jim was going to do his masters on organic compounds found in blood, and how they were affected by the corona virus. Not from a medical standpoint but purely a chemical composition standpoint.
Jim enrolled in 340/540 organic chemistry, 325/525 Qualitative analysis plus lab and 225 Human anatomy and physiology. He also enrolled in 255 scientific document creation. The university had 25,000 plus students enrolled so the two lower classes had 150 plus students in each of the classes, but the chemistry classes only had 35 and 37 respectively.
He sat next to a petite auburn-haired girl in the stadium style classroom for scientific document creation. He thought nothing of it when she asked if he belonged to a study group. He answered in a negative. She asked if he wanted to join her and another girl for the semester to keep up on the class work and theories. They were going to meet in the library on Wednesday at seven pm every week. He agreed, as he did not know anyone on campus, and everyone seemed to be super young. He asked her name and she said, "Bernidette, but my mom always called me Berni, with an I just like my name. She did not like the traditional French spelling."
They agreed to meet on the second floor at one of the back tables. Berni headed back to the house she shared with Sandy, her lifelong friend. They really did not have much choice in the matter as their mothers were lifelong friends as were their grandmothers. Neither girl knew their dads as their moms followed a band named fish around on tour taking drugs and having random sex.
Neither of their mothers had ever married. They went out and hooked up when they wanted to but usually, they took care of each other's needs. They met their grandma and grandpas a few times but as they did not approve of Tracy and Rose's lifestyle the two girls did not interact with them much.
Berni and Sandy had grown up in a very liberal household. The two girls were also very competitive with each other. Berni informed Sandy that she had invited a man named Jim to join them in the library to study group for scientific document creation.
The girls were running late, and Jim was already at a table and wondering if he was stood up. He had not gotten a phone contact for Berni so he decided that if the girls were not there by 7:30 he would leave. The two showed up at 7:20. He stood up and his 5'11" towered over the two petite girls.
"If you do not respect me and my time enough to be on time, I will not continue this group!" Jim told the two. Sandy had not realized he was going to be old when Berni said he was "older" and she automatically reverted to how she addressed her grandparents the few times they were around.
"Yes, Sir, I won't be late again." Sandy replied with her cheeks turning bright red.
"I did not think about it," Berni stated, then taking cue from her friend, "Sir."
"I kind of like you calling me Sir, that can be your punishment for being late this time. If it happens again, the punishment will increase, does that sound fair to you two?" Jim asked.
"Yes, Sir." Berni stated as did Sandy. Both girls noticed a tingle in their groins giving this man that power to set a punishment for them. Jim noticed the same human physiology book he had in Sandy's stack of books.
"Are you in 225 Human physiology Sandy?" Jim asked.
"Yes, Sir and so is Berni. Why?" Sandy requested.
"I am entered in that class as well, would the two of you like to study that together as well?" Jim questioned.
Berni, without thinking said, "Yes, I need lots of help in that!"
Jim waited with a pregnant pause said, "Sir?"
Berni's turn to blush, "Please study that with us Sir." She thought she might have soaked her panties right then. There was not much to soak as they were a thong and not a lot of fabric was at her vaginal opening. Jim noticed her knees go together and rub with that reprimand. In the back of his mind, he wondered if these two girls just needed someone to give them some direction. He would pay close attention.
It was set on Wednesday from 7-9 they would study writing and Fridays from 6-8 they would study Human physiology. The girls continued to call him Sir in their study sessions as the first mid-term exams approached. The girls asked if he could come over to their house and help them cram for the mid-terms.
All three were carrying A's into the mid-term. They studied at the girls' house until eleven pm on Friday night before Monday and Tuesday exams. Jim was getting ready to leave and Sandy asked, "Can you come back over tomorrow afternoon, Sir, and we can study some more?" Jim agreed he could be back about 5pm and he would bring dinner and they could study physiology tomorrow afternoon and writing on Sunday afternoon as well.
Jim ordered Chinese to go for pickup at 4:30 as he drove home that night. He decided he was going to push the girls a little further down the road he had established over the last four weeks. Sandy seemed ready to submit and Berni seemed to be walking the fence.
Both girls's had large spankable fat asses. The kind a 19-year-old college girl gets from partying in her first year before deciding to bear down her second year. Jim pulled in front of the house, a cute little two-bedroom two bath home two blocks from campus and stuffed in with other small turn of the century homes that had been remodeled to appeal to young couples and college students with money. Jim was living in a rental two-bedroom house on the other side of campus on a monthly contract.
He walked to the door and knocked carrying his backpack with books, laptop and the two bags of Chinese food. In each bag was a bottle of wine. Sandy opened the door wearing a nightshirt and no bra. Her large breasts tented the shirt out and her erect nipples held that portion out further. He was looking down at her exposed cleavage as he entered. He was suddenly glad he brought his chewable pills along with him. Berni was setting the table as he walked in to place the bags on the counter.
"Do either of you know how to open a bottle of wine?" Jim brought an opener, not expecting them to not have one.
"My mom showed me so I could open them for her and her dates. Which was usually Sandy's mom, Sir." Berni said, Berni began corking the bottles and Jim went into the living room, set down his backpack and popped two ED chewable pills and ate them. He washed the bad taste out of his mouth with a sip from the pint of rye he brought in his book bag.
When Jim walked back into the kitchen Berni was dressed the same as Sandy in just a nightshirt, as far as he could tell. He could see her very small breasts were topped with long nipples from the way her shirt poked out high on her chest. He wondered if she had little cones for areola as well as long nipples. Jim took a water glass from the cupboard and filled it with ice. He poured straight rye over it and poured another with water.
The girls took the bottles of wine to the table, and each poured themselves a glass from separate bottles. Berni had placed the different dishes into serving bowls and the three chitchatted while passing the food around and eating the different types of dishes. Jim noticed by the end of the meal each bottle only contained half of its original content. He was still sipping on his first glass of rye.
He could see the girls faces begin to flush and their chitchat became a little louder. He sat as the two cleared the table. Once the table cleared, he moved two chairs to the front of the one he sat in and told the girls to sit. He did not return to his chair but walked behind the two girls.
"Face forward and do not look down. The two of you have something on your minds other than studying. Neither of you has referred to me correctly as Sir since I arrived. We agreed at our first meeting that you would address me with respect and not waste my time.
I show up and you two have not even the decency to be dressed. If it was to tease me that you wear only a thin shirt and no underwear, I am not amused. If you were just inconsiderate that your dress would make me uncomfortable, that is not acceptable either. I believe the two of you should be punished and as we are studying human physiology, we should incorporate that into the punishment.
I am going to give you two the time it takes me to make my drink to decide what your punishment should be and if I don't feel it is harsh enough, I will triple it or tell you what it will be. Jim walked to the kitchen to hear them arguing back and forth about what a terrible idea this had been. As he was walking back, they seemed to have come up with a punishment they felt was suitable.
"Sir, we think you should spank us, and fifteen swats should be sufficient for us to learn our lesson." Sandy said.