Staple

Jason is the assistant to a college professor and while grading he finds something very interesting stapled to the back of one of the papers. It seems Sophia accidentally handed in a page of a dirty story she had been writing. Jason decides have a little talk with her about proper behavior in the classroom.

Excerpt:

“I’m sorry,” she squeaked.

“Sir,” she added in almost a whisper.

The sound that came from his lips was almost a spitting. He shook his head at the ridiculousness of her apology.

“Sorry? This is a university. People come here to learn. People pay thousands, hundreds of thousands of dollars to be here and it’s a joke to you?”

She was shaking as he stood up. He walked around his desk and descending on her. She sat there, laptop held tightly like a shield.

“I can’t believe your nerve,” he said, now standing inches from her, looking down at her.

“Pornography,” he spat the word out, shaking his head.

He turned around and walked a few steps away.

“Stand up and bend over to the desk, pull your skirt up and your undergarments down,” he said without looking at her.

There was silence, again, and he wondered if he had gone too far. Then he heard her shuffling feet and turned enough to see her standing in front of his desk, pushing her white underwear down to her knees and then leaning forward on his desk.