Office Hours

Assistant Professor Latasha Gaines made her way from the hall that she had just been lecturing in back across the crowded campus towards her office. It was fully winter now and she pulled her down jacket tighter around her as snow flurries filled the air.

This walk had been one of her favorites in the Spring, Summer and Fall. It always filled her with joy to feel the sun on her face in the summer as she walked back and for for the one in person session she taught in that season. Spring and Fall were the best since the whole campus seemed to empty out into the quad that she was now walking thru. It was amazing the feeling of a college campus in the Fall and Spring… The winter on the other hand was harsh. The bitter cold grabbed at her no matter how many layers she wore. Instead of the Campus feeling full of life and energy all of the students hustled back and forth between buildings as quickly as they could.

Snow had been in the forecast for days. These flurries were only the beginning. They were projecting feet of snow over the next 48 hours. It was widely expected that the University would close and Latasha was looking forward to being able to work from home curled up on her couch with a cup of hot chocolate. She just had to make it through one last session of office hours before that reality.

Finally she reached her building and the warmth it provided. It was one of the older buildings on campus, so her boots echoed on the marble floors as she walked thru the rotunda in the lobby full of mingling students and faculty who were preparing to face the cold.

She made her way to the back staircase as she always did. She would take the elevator on occasion, but generally she enjoyed the exercise that the stairs gave her. And her office being on the top floor (only the fourth floor in this particular building) allowed a decent workout of going up and down the stairs during any given day.

Already starting to get warm she shrugged off her large winter coat before she started up the stairs. She liked this particular staircase for several reasons. One it provided the quickest access to her office. Two the windows located on each landing let in a lot of natural light which she enjoyed. And finally three it was quiet back here. The main staircase in the rotunda was always noisy and packed with people. Back here it was quiet. The staircase was out of the way so no one used it often. Here she could feel the age of the building and all of the knowledge that had once passed through it. Climbing these stairs was a meditative act for her.

She watched the snow flurries start to pick up outside the large windows as she climbed. Her back over one shoulder her coat tucked under the other arm. Now that she wasn’t outside in the cold she had to admit it was quite beautiful.

“Hello Professor Gaines.” Latasha jumped as she turned to see a student standing on the fourth floor landing that she had just arrived on.

“Oh Mrs. McConnell. I didn’t see you there. I was watching the snow.” Hope McConnell leaned against the wall that lead down the hall towards her office. Her long hair was down. It had been dyed such a deep shade of red it almost appeared brown. Latasha noticed that the college girl was wearing a bright navy blue peacoat for the weather outside, but that her legs were beat down to her white tennis shoes.

“Yeah it’s supposed to really start coming down out there soon. And please call me Hope.”

“I try and call all of my students by their…” The Professor began before Hope pushed herself forward off the wall and interjected.

“They’re all gone by the way. The whole floor left to go home because of the weather.” The redhead said, “You can drop the act.”

“It’s not an act Hope!” Latasha was now whispering as she took a step closer to the student.

“Really?” The redhead said joining her in whispering, “Cause you just called me Hope and started whispering like you’re trying to hide something.”

The professor looked over her shoulder down the stairs and then back down the hallway. No one was around besides them.

“Listen I know we’ve been texting… a lot. And I know what we’re texting about… and I…” again the professor was interrupted by the student.

“I came here to tell you I don’t want to text anymore.” Hope said.

“You don’t?” Latasha couldn’t hide the shock and disappointment in her voice.

“Yes.” Hope replied as Latasha noticed that she started to unbutton the buttons on her coat. “I want way more than texts.”

And with that the Coed dropped her coat off her shoulders and to the ground revealing that she was completely naked underneath. Latasha couldn’t respond as she took in every inch of the girl that stood in front of hers pale skin.

Her tits were large perky and firm, with large areoles and small nipples that were hard with either the excitement or the cold. Her stomach was flat and toned. Her pussy was shaved bare. Latasha admired the lines and curves of her hips. The perfect silhouette.

“Hope!” The professor almost shouted out as she came to her senses. But the student simply grabbed her arm with one hand and put her finger to her lips.

“I wanted to do this in your office, but it was locked and I know the hallway has cameras. This staircase though doesn’t and I know how much you love taking it. You told me that once.” The Professor nodded as Hope continued.

“It was so cold on the walk over here. Just in this coat and these shoes. With how hard the wind was blowing I thought a couple of people might’ve been able to see my ass. That would’ve been quite the surprise for the people behind me wouldn’t it?” Latasha still didn’t have words. In fact she was now hanging off of everything the naked girl in front of her was saying.

“But the thought of you. That kept me warm all the way over here. Our bodies pressed together like this.” She pulled her in close so that her nude flesh was now touching her blue dress, “Except when I was thinking about it we were both dressed the same. Best way to share heat is without this insulating layer in the middle.” She played with the hem of her dress.

“Hope I… It’s wrong…” She managed to gasp out.

“Is this wrong?” The student reached up and pulled Latashas head to hers and gently placed their lips together. The kiss was slow at first. But soon Latasha forgot all about her ethics and only thought about the stunning redhead in her arms.

Hope let out a soft moan as Latasha kissed back harder and reached behind her with one hand to squeeze her plump ass. The second reached up between them and gently started to caress one of her nipples.

“I want you.” Hope gasped out as she pulled back to stare into Latasha’s brown eyes. She stared back into the bright blue eyes in front of her.

Suddenly the pair froze as the sound of footsteps could be heard in the distance down the hall.

“Quick put your coat on.” The Professor instructed as she snapped back to her senses. Not wanting to get caught in a compromising position The student didn’t need to be told twice.

“My house. 7pm. I’ll send you the address. Wear the same thing.” Latasha instructed as she stepped away to make her way to her office.

“Yes Professor.” The Redhead called at her back as she finished buttoning up her coat.