Jeanie’s Unorthodox Weekly Reminder

Chapter 2: Jeanie Asks Eddie for a Weekly Reminder

Knock – Knock – Knock.

Professor Williams looked up from his desk at the clock on the wall. It was 6:20 p.m. Except for Professor Williams, the entire building was usually empty at this time, especially on a Friday, especially at the end of the first week of the semester when everybody wanted to get away after finishing the first week of classes. He was curious who was at his office door at this hour.

“Come in!”

The door opened and Eddie did a double take. He swallowed hard and just stared. He couldn’t believe it. She was here… the most beautiful girl he had ever seen… the girl of his dreams… standing in the doorway to his office. Instantly, he could feel his heart pounding and he was worried she could see it beating through his shirt. It was the thunderbolt… again… the fourth time this week.

Eddie tried to calm himself like he did on Monday morning at 8:00 a.m. when he saw her for the first time, and Wednesday morning, and this morning. He reached for his bottle of filtered water and took a sip and then several gulps. He looked at her again and then cleared his throat and drank a little more water. His hands were trembling and he hoped she didn’t notice. He took one more sip of water, cleared his throat again, and finally began to speak.

“Yes. Come in, Miss Goodwin.”

“Wow!” exclaimed the girl. “I’m impressed. Do you know the names of all 300 students after just three class periods?”

I just called her by her name, Eddie thought. How stupid of me to say it before she introduced herself. Of course, he didn’t know the names of all of his students after one week of class. He didn’t know the names of any of them, well, except for Jeanie Goodwin.

And he knew a lot more than her first and last name. He knew her full name was Jeanie Kathryn Goodwin. He knew where she lived on campus. He knew her home address and that her parents were Earl and Katie Goodwin. He knew she was majoring in early childhood education and her grade-point average in high school and through two years of college was 4.0. It was nice having access to school records, but he knew he needed to watch himself so he didn’t say anything more about what he knew of her. He shouldn’t know any of that about her.

“No, I don’t know all the names. In fact, I know very few. Honestly, I only know the name of one student so far this semester.”

He’s talking about me, thought Jeanie. Well, I think he’s talking about me. He said he only knows one name and he knows mine. She could feel her face getting warm and she was sure he could see her blushing.

Eddie noticed the girl was blushing and he could tell she was nervous, but then, so was he. However, he had a better handle on his nerves, with 17 more years of experience.

“Well, then, Miss Goodwin,” he said calmly. “How can I help you?”

“I’m wondering if I could ask a favor… and you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to… because,… umm… it’s kind of a big favor… and, I mean… well… it’s a little embarrassing.”

“Oh, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about with me.”

“Umm, there is, actually… a little… and, umm… kind of a lot.”

“Well, I’ll just put on my big boy pants and I’m sure I’ll be able to handle it, Miss Goodwin, even if it is a little embarrassing.”

“Okay, Professor Williams, here’s the deal. In high school, I had a 4.0 grade-point average and so far, I have the same through two years of college, and I’d like to keep it that way to maintain my full-tuition academic scholarship.”

“I think all of that depends on you, Miss Goodwin. If you study hard, you’ll get good grades and maintain your scholarship.”

“Exactly, professor… but I need a little motivation and a weekly reminder. Right now I’m starting my junior year and the more difficult 300-level classes so, now, more than ever, I really need it. In high school, my Daddy provided the motivation in the way of a weekly reminder that kept me getting good grades.”

Jeanie paused, now, a little unsure of herself. It had all sounded so good when she rehearsed it this afternoon at her dorm in front of the mirror, but here, now, standing in his office right in front of him, she wasn’t so sure. Just picture him naked, she thought, like she learned in her speech class when looking at the audience… to get over your nervousness. Or was that supposed to be in his underwear. Either way, not helping.

“Go ahead. Miss Goodwin. I think it would be a pleasure to help you.”

Jeanie took in a big breath and blew it out slowly. I think, she thought, it will not only be a pleasure for him, but possibly even more than a pleasure.

“Okay, then, Professor Williams. Here goes. Through all four years of high school, once a week, usually on Friday, my dad would give me a reminder that I needed to study hard and get good grades. And it worked—I got straight A’s all through high school. I want and need that same weekly reminder and motivation for the next two years, but, obviously, my dad isn’t here with me at college. He’s six hours away back home and I was wondering if you could fill in for my dad and give me my weekly reminder.”

“Well, I’m honored that you would choose me, Miss Goodwin. Now, what kind of reminder and motivation did your dad provide?”

Jeanie swallowed hard and then coughed.

“Daddy spanked me.”

“Come again?”

I can’t, thought Jeanie. I just did. Seriously, she thought to herself, with all this thinking about you spanking me, Professor, and picturing you naked or at least in your underwear, I think I did just cum. Fortunately, she did not say that out loud.

“He spanked me.”

“Your father spanked you? That sounds like punishment, not motivation.”

“Well, it was a reminder that that I was to study hard and get good grades. I mean, he didn’t whip me or beat me. Daddy was very kind, yet very serious about it, and it worked very well for me, obviously, based on my grades.”

“Yes, obviously, it worked,” agreed Eddie. “What did he do when he spanked you, Miss Goodwin.” Already, Eddie’s mind was exploring the possibilities and he noticed his winky was waking up. Fortunately, he thought, I’m sitting behind my desk so she can’t see the bulge growing in my pants.

“Well,” began Jeanie, “I would stand in front of him and he would hold my hands in his and then he would tell me how important it was to study hard and to get good grades and he was going to spank me to remind me to do just that and every time I sat down and felt a tingle in my sore bottom, it would be a reminder to study hard and get good grades.”

Jeanie paused because she saw something in his eyes. There was a look of caring and concern, just like her father. But she sensed there was something more. Was it desire? Desire he felt for her!! Like the desire she felt for him!! She needed someone to spank her, as a reminder, but she felt desire and passion for Professor William to spank her.

“Then,” she said, remembering where she was at and what she was doing, “he would take me over his knee and spank me with his bare hand over my dress and panties. After 20 swats, he would lift up my dress or pull down my pants and give me 20 more swats over my panties. Then he would pull my panties down and give me 20 swats on my bare bottom.”

She saw Eddie swallow hard and she hoped he couldn’t tell that her breathing was heavier and her voice somewhat husky.

“If I had a big test coming up or if I felt I needed a little more motivation, he would give me 20 more swats with the hairbrush. And just before finals, he would usually give me 20 more with the wooden paddle.”

There. She said it. She blew out a breath, relaxed her shoulders, and gave a faint smile of relief. She could hardly believe that she had just asked this handsome professor to spank her and she had described in detail exactly how she wanted him to spank her, and now, with her heart pounding, she knew, she really, really wanted him to spank her, not like her dad spanked her. She wanted Professor Williams to spank her with passion because he desired her, too.

Eddie’s mind was reeling. The girl responsible for his thunderbolt, the girl of his dreams, this gorgeous young creature had just asked him to spank her… every Friday night for the rest of the semester… and possibly for the next two years… Pray that she goes for a PhD! He certainly wanted to spank her, but should he?

“What would your father think of this arrangement?”

“Oh, he’s all for it!”

“He’s all for it?!” Eddie blurted incredulously.

“Yep. I even have a signed permission slip from him.”

“Your dad gave you a permission slip for someone to spank you?”

Jeanie reached in her purse and retrieved the letter from her dad. She unfolded it and handed it to Eddie who blinked several times as he read the letter… twice… and looked up at this smokin’ hot brunette who so clearly and eagerly wanted him to spank her.

Well, then, Eddie thought, for the sake of her good grades and her scholarship I really should spank her as a reminder to study hard. And, someday, he thought that spanking her might serve as a form of foreplay, a prelude to sex….

“Well, there it is, Miss Goodwin… in writing. Permission granted for anyone to spank you.”

“Well, not just anyone. Daddy suggested someone older like maybe a professor. He said the boys my age would just think that spanking me was ‘a form of foreplay, and a prelude to sex.’ Those were his exact words.”

“Well, I certainly wouldn’t want to think that, now would I?”

“Really?” mused Jeanie. “Why not? When Daddy said it, I thought a spanking would be a very nice form of foreplay and a prelude to sex, well, if you were married, that is. The more I have thought about it since I heard him say it, the more sure I am that my parents use spankings as foreplay and a prelude to sex. Actually, I think Daddy has been spanking Mom for a very long time?”

“Did your mom get straight A’s in college?”

“Hey!” laughed Jeanie, “as a matter of fact, she did and she had a full-tuition academic scholarship just like I have. I never put two and two together until now, but I wonder if Daddy gave her spankings to remind her to get good grades. Oh, wow! I’ll bet you dollars to doughnuts he did. I can’t wait to ask Mom about it.”

Eddie smiled at the irony of the situation. He was certain that Earl and Katie Goodwin used spankings as a form of foreplay and a prelude to sex and he was certain that Mr. Goodwin used spankings to remind Katie in her younger years to study hard and get good grades to maintain her scholarship. And Eddie was starting his spankings-for-grades tradition with the next generation. He was lost in his thoughts when he heard Jeanie’s question.

“So, will you do it, Professor Williams? Will you spank me to remind me to study hard and get good grades so I can keep my scholarship?”

Eddie wanted to say, I am so excited and turned on just thinking about and I would be happy to spank you for no reason at all, so, certainly I can spank you to remind you to study hard and get good grades.

“Why don’t you call me Eddie, Miss Goodwin.”

“And you can call me Jeanie. How about off campus and outside of the spankings, I’ll call you Eddie and you call me Jeanie, but on campus and during the spankings I will call you Professor Williams and you can call me Miss Goodwin then… that will keep the spankings on a more professional level.”

“Jeanie, you said ‘off campus’ and ‘outside of spankings.’ What do you mean by that?”

“Well, aren’t we going to see each other off campus and outside of spankings?”

“I haven’t thought that far ahead.”

“That’s okay. You haven’t been thinking about this as long as I have. And, Professor Williams, you haven’t given me a full and proper answer yet. Will you spank me every week as a reminder?”

Eddie nodded slowly, as if it was a grave and difficult decision, when really. he felt like jumping up and down, and clicking his heels in the air.

“Yes, Jeanie,” he said with solemnity in his voice, but alacrity in his heart and loins, “as a reminder for you to study hard and get good grades so you can keep your scholarship, I will spank you every week.”

Jeanie couldn’t contain her excitement. She leaped out of her chair, scampered around behind his desk, planted a big kiss on his cheek, and gave him the biggest bear hug she could manage.

“Oh, thank you, Professor Williams. Thank you so much. You have no idea how much I need you to spank me.” She thought to herself, you have no idea how much I want you to spank me.

Eddie thought to himself, young lady, you have no idea how much I want to spank you.

“So, Professor Williams, can we start tonight? Like, right now? The sooner the better… to help my studies, of course.”

Eddie thought for a moment. Could he spank her in his office? It was now well past seven o’clock so the building was likely empty except for the two of them, but if someone did happen to walk by, the sound of a spanking would easily be heard in the hallway.

“Well, Jeanie, since my office is not very sound proof, and someone could easily hear a spanking through the door, how would you feel if we went to my house for a little privacy?”

“That’s exactly where I’d like you to spank me, Professor Williams!” She paused for a moment. “No, actually,” she giggled, “exactly where I’d like you to spank me is on my bottom.”

“Well,” Eddie chuckled, “your clever joke leads into a joke of my own which may sound like it belongs in the game of Clue. Your spanking, Jeanie, will be given by… Professor Williams… in the living room… with his hand. Oh, and it will be, more specifically, with my hand… on your bottom… in the living room.”

“That sounds perfect,” laughed Jeanie. Then, she added eagerly, “How soon can we go?”

“Immediately,” he said with more eagerness than her wanted to expose. “Everything on my desk will have to wait until Monday. Can I give you a ride in my car?”

“Yes, that would be great.”

Eddie adjusted a few papers on his desk, switched off his computer, and closed the door on their way out of his office. As they walked down the hallway, Jeanie slipped her hand into his hand and looked up at him with a smile.

“Thank you for doing this favor for me, Professor Williams?”

“You are very welcome. And with no one around, Jeanie, I like your hand in mine, but we need to be very careful. Student-professor relationships are frowned upon by the administration.”

“I know, but that will make things even more exciting.”

More exciting? thought Eddie. Is this girl thinking what I’m thinking?

When they were stopped at traffic light, Jeanie looked over. “Do you have a hairbrush at your house, Eddie?”

“You know, I’m fresh out of hairbrushes. I use a comb”

“We’ll need to get you one before next Friday. I’ll see to it. I know the best hairbrushes for spanking a bottom… not necessarily sure how good they would be for the hair.”

Eddie laughed, although Jeanie had said it in all seriousness.

Five minutes later, they arrived at Eddie’s house. It was an older, two-story, brick home with a large porch across the entire front. Eddie pulled into the driveway and parked inside the garage. He came around and opened Jeanie’s door and they made their way into the house.

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