Something slutty

If she's going to do this, Leigh reasons, she ought to commit. She pulls out a royal blue cotton skirt - short, tight, stretchy - and finds a top to go with it. She settles on a simple white sleeveless mock-neck. Yes, it won't display any cleavage, but it'll show off her dark arms, hug her curves, and accentuate her tits - especially given that she doesn't plan to wear a bra.

She puts on her top and skirt, daring herself to go commando, and completes the outfit with a pair of tall red fuck-me pumps, far too much for walking across campus normally, but worth it in this instance. She puts on her makeup, grabs her bookbag, takes one last look in the mirror, and heads to her professor's office.

Leigh doesn't count on the sluttiness starting before she even gets to Simmons' office, but her short skirt keeps riding up as she walks, threatening to expose her ass to everyone she walks by. She's getting a lot of glances, too; plenty of guys and more than a few girls let their gazes linger on Leigh as her heels click down the sidewalk. The attention, and the short skirt, and the anticipation of her meeting with Professor Simmons, combine to thoroughly turn Leigh on. Her nipples get hard under her shirt - and the thought of everyone seeing that makes her even more wet.

She arrives at the office on time and knocks on the door. She hears shuffling behind the door, and soon Professor Simmons opens it with a smile. "Leigh! Glad you're here. Come on in."

Leigh says hi and enters, taking a seat in the chair in front of Professor Simmons' desk. He closes his office door, then sits behind his desk and leans on his elbows. "So. How can I help?"