Office Hours

Will

Will Harper has been through a lot recently. His car got totaled. He and his wife decided to split up. He moved out. His office building closed early for much-needed renovations. It's how he ended up in an apartment near campus that was clearly intended for students. It's why he was walking to work everyday. It's why the second bedroom in his little apartment was a hastily thrown together office so he could offer office hours over the last two weeks of school.

Will, a social sciences professor, could at least look at that one ray of sunshine in these otherwise dark days. He loved his job. He had been teaching several classes at the university over the last three years and found that he absolutely loved teaching. Particularly when he had a group of students or even one student who were actively engaged with the subject. This semester, he had one of those students, but the lively discussions around the subject were done for the year. Today was the final exam, a boring and unengaging way to end a semester of challenging conversation.

Nevertheless, Will was happy as he walked the few short blocks to the building where he taught. He stopped at his favorite food truck for a breakfast sandwich, and polished it off as he made his way past throngs of students, hurrying off for their morning of exams. He had high confidence that his class would do well on the final, which was not only required by the university but also required to be 40% of the students' overall grade. Will thought this was ridiculous, but was way too early in his career to push back on it.

Will waited for the clock to strike 8:30 before greeting the class and passing out the exam. When he returned to the desk at the front of the lecture hall, he noticed that something was amiss. Well, that someone was missing. Maddie Lee, his star pupil this semester, wasn't present. This was highly unusual.

Will sat down and flipped open his laptop to check his email. Maddie, an education major and member of the university's volleyball team, had never missed a class. She completed all of the assignments, did any extra credit he offered, and always engaged in class discussions. Will was also impressed that she also seemed to always dress for class. Maddie put in the effort, you wouldn't catch her in sweatpants or pajamas in class. She treated her academic career as though it was her professional career, a trait that Will appreciated. There was nothing in his inbox from Maddie, so he fired off a quick email to her to check in and make sure everything was ok.

As time ticked by and Will received no response, he was genuinely concerned. This was so out of character for Maddie that something had to be seriously wrong. By the time the exam period had ended, Will was looking into safety procedures at the university to see if there was some sort of action he could take. Unfortunately, the period ended and Will had to clear out for another professor's exam, so he headed back to his apartment to continue looking into the matter.

Maddie

The door to Maddie's dorm swung open, hitting the wall and waking her up. Maddie groggily tried to gain her bearings as her roommate, Jules, bounded into the room. Maddie slowly sat up, the sheet slipping down and puddling in her lap.

"Oh shit, sorry Mads!" Jules exclaimed.

Maddie rubbed her eyes and gradually became aware of the world around her. It was morning. She had just woken up. But Jules was coming into the dorm, fully dressed. Maddie was always up and dressed before Jules. Dressed. Maddie quickly drew her arms up to her bare breasts. Had she slept naked? She never does that. Why was she naked?

"Fun night?" Jules asked, nodding to Maddie's left.

Sprawled out next to her was Robbie, her boyfriend. He was out cold on his back next to her, his morning wood pitching a tent in her sheets. Suddenly, everything came back to her.

Maddie had planned to spend the night studying, but Robbie begged and pleaded for her to come to a party with him and she relented. She definitely drank too much and, knowing Jules was at a friend's dorm for the night, brought Robbie home. They had some sloppy sex and clearly passed out immediately after. Maddie groaned and slid out of bed.

"Robbie, get up, I have to get ready for my final," Maddie said, nudging him.

Robbie slowly came to consciousness, barely catching a glimpse of his girlfriend's ass as she slid her robe on and then noticing her roommate standing next to her. He smiled, and did as he was told, standing up and stretching, his boner pointing at the girls.

"Robbie!" Maddie scolded.

Jules just rolled her eyes and went to her desk, her back to Robbie.

"What, you said get up," he replied.

Maddie rolled her eyes.

"Get dressed and get out of here, I have to get ready," Maddie said.

Robbie, realizing his hope for a morning blowjob was not happening, complied. Once he was gone, Maddie started gathering her shower supplies.

"What time is it?" Maddie asked with a yawn.

"11:15," Jules answered.

Maddie's shower caddy hit the floor with a crash, bottles of body wash and conditioner skittering across the floor. Jules looked over at the cause of the sound, seeing Maddie frozen in place, all of the color drained from her face.

"What's wrong?" Jules asked, concerned.

"My final was from 8:30 to 10:30," Maddie said, panic in her voice and tears forming in her eyes.

"Oh shit," Jules gasped.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Maddie swore. "I shouldn't have gone to that party! What am I going to do? That's 40% of my grade, I am so royally screwed!"

Jules jumped up and pulled her pacing roommate into a hug.

"Mads, chill out, this is fixable," Jule consoled. "You just have to talk to your professor. Which one is it?"

"Professor Harper," Maddie answered.

"Well shit, no problem!" Jules exclaimed. "You have like a perfect grade in that class and you are clearly his favorite. Just talk to him! Find out when his office hours are and go talk to him!"

"You're right," Maddie agreed, calming down. "I'll talk to him. Maybe he'll let me make it up? I can do it today before the athletic awards banquet!"

"Go take a shower, start getting ready for the banquet, and send him an email," Jules said.

Emails

Maddie to Will:

Professor Harper,

I am so sorry for missing the exam this morning!! I somehow overslept and I am so embarrassed and sorry for this mistake. Could I please come make up the exam during your office hours? I am so, so sorry for this morning.

Best,

Maddie

Will to Maddie:

Maddie,

I cannot overstate how disappointed I am. I expected much better from you. As the semester is now over for me and I am focused on getting grades in, I do not have any office hours scheduled today. You may also remember that my office is in the building being renovated and thus, do not have an office in which to meet. I do not see a viable option for fitting in a makeup exam, assuming that the university would even allow such a thing to be done.

Will Harper

Maddie to Will:

Please, I will meet anywhere to rectify this mistake. I take full responsibility for my actions this morning, but I am begging you to please consider my previous track record this semester and give me another chance. I will take this exam anywhere I can, in any amount of time you give me, in any situation. I am so very sorry for this mistake, but please don't let this entire semester go to waste over one isolated incident. I promise I will never make this mistake again.

Best,

Maddie

Will to Maddie:

According to the university rules, I am able to allow makeup exams at my discretion during normal office hours. I have an office set up at my home at 1432-B Union Ave. We can conduct a makeup exam there and then.

The Apartment

Maddie was sitting at her desk in front of a small mirror when the last email came in. Her hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail as she put the finishing touches on her makeup for the banquet. She was wearing a light blue, lacy push-up bra that did wonders for her 32B breasts, and matching cheeky panties. She had planned on putting on her dress and doing her hair when the email chimed on her phone.

"Oh my god!" Maddie exclaimed, jumping and turning to Jules. "He's going to let me make up the final!"

"See? I told you!" Jules said.

"I'm heading over there now," Maddie declared as she started gathering up her school supplies in her backpack.

"Um, Mads?" Jules interrupted. "While I'm sure your current outfit couldn't hurt your grade, maybe put some clothes on?"

Maddie blushed and giggled. She was so focused on fixing her mistake she nearly did walk out of the dorm room in her bra and panties. She reached into the top drawer of her dresser where she kept her workout clothes, quickly threw something on, and headed out the door.

Less than ten minutes later, she was ringing Professor Harper's doorbell. She was nervous as she waited for an answer. As she waited, she started to worry more. She was at her professor's home and not dressed for class at all. She always tried to dress professionally for her classes, and here she was in a loose crop top and shorts that were certainly too short to be professional. Not that she thought anyone would care, given how most of her classmates dress, but it still bothered her a little. Finally, after what seemed like forever but was likely less than two minutes, the door opened.

Will opened the door and was somewhat taken aback. First, he wasn't expecting Maddie until his normal office hours, which were not due to begin for another half an hour. Second, her appearance. Her hair, which was normally down, was tied up in a ponytail and her makeup was done as though she was going out. But her clothes, normally so professional for a student, were the most casual he'd ever seen on her. Tiny little shorts that barely covered what they were supposed to, and a loose-fitting crop top that somehow still managed to accentuate her small breasts, heaving with each breath as though she had run here.

Maddie was also a little surprised at Will's appearance. He usually wore jeans, a button-down shirt, and a blazer and here he was in a university t-shirt and a soft pair of shorts. Will had intended to change into what he referred to as his professor uniform before she arrived, but the doorbell had rung as he was about to step into the shower, so he threw on the clothes he had just shed.

"Come in," Will sighed, holding open the door.

Will gestured toward the stairs that led to his apartment, and Maddie began walking up. Will's eyes widened at the sight of her butt cheeks peeking out of the shorts before blushing and turning away. This is not how he wanted this visit to go. He had imagined her in his office taking the exam while he observed from his kitchen table, both of them dressed the way they would for class. This was far too casual for his liking.

At the top of the steps, Will stepped forward, leading Maddie into his apartment, past the living room and kitchen and into the office. He sat down in his chair and gestured toward a kitchen chair that was in the room for her. She sat. Will sighed again.

"You know my office hours don't start until 2PM, right?" Will asked.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry," Maddie said, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"It seems that you're having a lot of issues with time today," Will said.

"I am so, so sorry," Maddie said, hanging her head.

"I was extremely concerned by your absence, Madeline, it is very out of character," Will said. "I was about to call campus security for a wellness check when you finally emailed. Would you care to explain what happened?"

"I was studying last night to get ready for your exam," Maddie began. "And my boyfriend was begging me to go to a party. I eventually caved and went, and clearly had too much to drink. I'm not a big drinker, and I shouldn't have gone. When we got back to my dorm, he must have turned off the alarm on my phone, because I already had it set. And so I overslept. I didn't wake up until my roommate came home, and at that point, I had already missed it. I am so sorry and I swear I will never do anything this stupid again."

Will, on one hand, appreciated her honesty. But at the same time, her honesty infuriated him. She had risked her spotless academic standing for something so foolish and, if what his faculty friends had suggested in conversation about their students, for a boyfriend who was not worth her time.

"So to be clear," Will said, "You missed the final exam for my class, which is worth 40% of your entire grade, because your boyfriend whined enough and you went and got intoxicated at a party? Do I have that right?"

Maddie winced at the part about whining. Robbie always whined until he got his way. It was so annoying and she shouldn't tolerate it. But she nodded, confirming what Will had just said.

"And, if I am not mistaken," Will continued, "You are 20 years old, meaning you broke the law by drinking. And, in doing so, got so drunk that you brought the aforementioned whiny boyfriend back to your dorm the night before you had an exam at 8:30 in the morning?"

Again, Maddie nodded as the shame washed over her body.

"And then," Will went on, "You begged for a meeting in office hours, knowing that I don't currently have an office and, as of 10:30 this morning, our class had ended for the semester?"

"Yes," Maddie replied meekly. "And I am so sorry. I never do things like this, I swear it'll never happen again."

"And yet, you show up at my house earlier than I had agreed to," Will said. "I was preparing for a professional meeting with a young woman who I thought was one of the more professional students I had ever encountered. But instead, my doorbell rang as I'm about to step in the shower and I had to throw on clothes and answer the door."

Will paused a moment before continuing.

"And when I answer the door, I find you here like this," Will gestured toward her body, "Wearing a crop top and booty shorts, clearly not respecting the severity of the situation you are in."

Will winced inwardly, wishing he hadn't just said "booty shorts." He also wished that he didn't find Maddie's long, tanned legs and exposed midriff weren't so enticing.

"I'm so sorry Professor Harper," Maddie said. "As soon as you sent me the address, I threw on the first clothes I saw and ran over."

"Did you?" Will countered. "You seem pretty well made up for someone who overslept after too much drinking and threw on the first clothes."

"I-I was in the middle of getting ready for the awards banquet," Maddie said quietly.

"So to be clear," Will said, anger rising. "You skipped out on preparing for this exam that is worth 40% of your grade, got drunk and had what I am sure was an underwhelming evening with your poor choice of a boyfriend, slept through my exam, begged for a meeting that wasn't worth getting dressed for, but you started getting ready for your volleyball banquet hours ahead of time?"

Maddie had no response. All of what Will had said was technically true. Including the stuff about Robbie.

"Maddie, I clearly misjudged you," Will said. "I thought you were the type of student who took her academic career seriously. I was clearly wrong."

Maddie leaned forward, her head in her hands. Her crop top hung loosely, giving Will a view of her breasts encased in a lacy blue bra that he tried to avoid but found himself staring.

"I now see that you do not take me, my class, or your studies very seriously at all," Will continued. "And with that being the case, I don't think you deserve to make up the exam you blew off."

Maddie's head shot up, her eyes wide. This couldn't be happening - she had to take that test. Not knowing what else to do, she dropped to her knees.

"Please!" Maddie pleaded. "I'll do anything!"

Will stood, planning to show her to the door. But as soon as he stood, Maddie's eyes darted to his crotch. Unencumbered by underwear from his haste to throw on clothes, his cock was at half-mast, bulging in his shorts in reaction to the glimpse of her breasts.

Maddie unconsciously licked her lips as she stared at his crotch, then flushed when she realized what she had done. Will, losing control by the second, felt his hardening member respond by twitching to full mast.

The clock on the office wall chimed. Office hours had officially begun.

Office Hours Begin

The clock finished chiming, and there was silence.

Will was angry and disappointed. He was angry that Maddie's uncharacteristic irresponsibility had put them in this situation, and he was disappointed in her. But beyond that, he was disappointed in himself for stealing glances at her butt peeking out from her shorts, her exposed midriff, and her breasts. And he was disappointed that he didn't control himself better and let himself get turned on. He knew he had to redirect the entire situation before it spiraled out of control.

Maddie was upset, but also incredibly conflicted. Everything her professor had said so far was technically true. All of this was so out of character for her and she didn't see a way back. But she did see a way forward as Jules' comment about her choice of underwear not hurting her grade. That's where the conflict came in. Maddie's unsatisfactory fumblings with Robbie were the extent of her sexual experience and always initiated by him. She had never initiated any kind of sexual activity with a partner and would never have dreamed of doing so with a professor. She wasn't sure if going down that road would help her or hurt her but, with no other options, she decided to take a leap. Maddie slowly drew her eyes away from Professor Harper's crotch and made eye contact.

"Maybe if I took care of that for you, you could take care of the grade for me?" Maddie asked, nodding at her professor's erection.

Will, who was trying to figure out a way to diffuse the situation he found himself in, was taken aback by the suggestion. Who was this girl? He thought he had a firm grasp on Maddie's personality and the day's events had thrown him, but this was a new level. Will quickly went from angry and disappointed to just plain furious.

"Please?" Maddie pleaded, reaching toward his groin.

In that moment, something in Will snapped. He grabbed Maddie by the elbow before her hand reached his arousal, and pulled her to her feet.

"After everything else you have pulled today, you're now reducing me to someone who can be won over by seduction?" Will bellowed. "You are in desperate need of some discipline that you very clearly lack and I have had..."

Will's tirade was cut short as, in his attempt to get Maddie to her feet and usher her out of his apartment, their feet became entangled and they began to fall. Will managed to pivot and shift his weight, avoiding crashing into Maddie and instead whirling around to land in the chair she had vacated. Maddie, whose elbow still remained in Will's firm grasp, spun and landed right across his lap.

Maddie felt Will's hardness pressing into her midsection as she splayed out across his lap. Despite his reaction to her suggestive bargain, Maddie knew there was no going back. She pressed forward.

"You're right," Maddie said, looking up over her shoulder and making eye contact with Will once more. "I need to be punished."

Will's hand came down across her ass before he even processed what he was doing. Maddie shifted in his lap, her torso rubbing his cock, as his hand made contact, partially on her shorts but partially on the exposed bit of cheek peeking out from the bottom. The second contact was made, both knew a line had been crossed and there was no going back.

"Is that what you need?" Will demanded.

"Yes sir," Maddie replied.

Will smacked her ass again. He let his hand linger for a moment after, feeling the curves of her ass. Another smack, and this time he grabbed her ass after, sending her shifting more forward. Her crop top was hanging so far up her torso that she whipped it off without a thought. Never in her life had she been more turned on than she was in that moment.