“The Tutoring Experiment”

A few months had passed, and it was getting close to mid-terms. Joules was “struggling” in Dr. Hofstadter's class. She was faking it. She really liked Leonard. She found his idiosyncrasies adorable and endearing. His brain was wonderful. He wasn't freakishly smart, like he described his room mate Sheldon. Joules spent almost every minute outside of class studying Physics. She was becoming hooked – it wasn't the advanced stuff like Leonard was working on like String Theory, but it was interesting to her all the same.

 

She had to fake that she didn't get the math when she was asking Leonard for tutoring lessons. He has succumbed to one round of tutoring, but she couldn't get him to agree on more because of Sheldon’s annoying habit of keeping thing way too consistent. When she asked him, she had waited for the lecture hall to empty, and shyly approached Leonard, and said.

 

“Doctor Hofstadter, would you mind tutoring me? I'm not getting any of this at all...” She said, pouting her lips and, bashfully looking at her toes.

 

“Joules, how many times have I asked you to stop calling me Doctor Hofstadter, and to start calling me Leonard?” A shy smile crept upon his lips.

 

“Tons – but, Doc- I mean – Leonard, I like to call you Doctor Hofstadter because its more respectful.” She smiled, looking at him.

 

“Joules, it's more disrespectful to me to call me Doctor Hofstadter when I tell you to call me Leonard.” he said in a serious tone, although he couldn't help but smile at her.

 

“Okay, Leonard.” She stopped and made an over exaggerated shiver and groaned. “I don't think I'll ever get used to that!”

 

“Well, you better, Joules, Doctor Hofstadter is my father – or my Mother-- “ He stopped and wrinkled his nose, then returned to packing his things. “I'm just Leonard, anyway, you were asking me about tutoring you?” he asked.

 

“Yes, Doc – I mean – Leonard, I was, I'm not really getting this stuff at all.” she lied.

“I would say the opposite, your homework is wonderful – just the other night I was showing it to Sheldon – he said something about being able to do that at two – but, I think he was impressed.” He said, trying to push his glasses up with his cheeks. Joules giggled.

 

“Leonard, I can't believe you showed my horrible homework to Sheldon!” She faked being aghast. “Its so horrible, that I expect he might have said that to be nice.”

 

“Oh you don't know Sheldon then – he's overly narcissistic, and mean. So, him saying that is a good thing.”

 

“You're just saying that Leonard.” she said.

 

“No I'm not, but if you want help, I can help you this Tuesday, Sheldon has a meeting on particles to go to, and for once I don't have to drive him! Would you mind meeting in the Library?” he asked.

 

“I wouldn't mind meeting in the library, what time?” Joules asked.

 

“Hm, how about around three?”

 

“Three in the afternoon?” Joules asked.

 

“No, three in the morning!” He laughed and snorted at his own joke. This made Joules laugh very hard and put her hand on Leonard's arm. Leonard kind of jumped back a little, and when Joules had figured out what she had done, she took her hand off of him, as though she had put it on a hot iron.

 

“Okay, three in the afternoon, in the Library, on Tuesday?” she asked, clearing her throat, and looking anywhere but at Leonard.

 

“Yes, three, at the library on Tuesday. I guess I'll see you then.” He said and smiled. He picked up his book, and notebooks and started walking out of the classroom. Joules hitched up her back pack and followed.

 

“Um, Leonard?” she asked.

 

“Yes?” He asked the young lady behind him.

 

“Thank you.” she said.

 

“You're welcome.” He replied.

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A few days later they met up in the library. Joules was quite nervous as she was dressed to the nines for something as simple as Physics tutoring. She showed up at the library that Tuesday after noon, with her books, notebooks of notes, fakes of her “bad” homework, and dressed like a slutty librarian. Well, the shirt really but not in skirt or heels, she didn't feel like falling or having to keep her knees together, so she opted for slacks and flats. She sat down at a table in a more secluded area.

 

As Leonard approached the table, she stood up, her cleavage almost popping out of her top, her slacks clinging to her buxom frame, her hair bouncing, framing her face and her light make up enhancing her looks just enough, to make them look smooth, sweet and sexy, she was chewing on her glasses, her glossed lips caressing the ear holders. He had to do a double take.

 

“J-Joules?” he asked, his eyes about popping out of his head.

 

“Yeah?” She said taking her glasses out of her glossed lips, and said “What? This is my work uniform?” playing innocent about her appearance.

 

Leonard cleared his throat and said “Your work uniform? Where do you work? An adult book store?” he chuckled at his own joke.

“Leonard!” she gasped “No! I work at an office as a secretary down town.”

 

“Oh,” he said looking at the toes of his converse clad feet. “The person you work for must be very distracted from doing his work!” He smiled.

 

“Thank... you... I guess...” she smiled and giggled. “You think I look nice?” she asked brightly, turning in a slow circle so he could see everything she had to offer.

 

“Yes, you look – you look – very, very nice.” He said, clearing his throat, then smiling proud of himself for finding the right words.

 

“Um... should we get to your homework?” Leonard asked.

 

“Yes! We shall!” Said Joules.

 

They worked on her homework for a few hours. She faked being stupid, and he helped her, so that by the end of the night she looked like she understood the work, as she had, before. All the way through the evening when she “didn't understand” something, she'd scoot closer to him, her breasts rubbing against his arm, or she'd put her hand on his knee, especially when she laughed. Once they got close to kissing, but Leonard being the logical, sweet hearted being he is, stopped before it could get any further and directed her focus to her homework.

 

“Phew, that was a lot to get through.”She said, her hair up in a pony-tail, she stretched, arching her back over the back of the chair, which pushed her breasts out further. Leonard had to work hard not to stare.

 

“Yeah, it was, I can't believe you didn't understand all of that. Its very basic, and your homework suggests otherwise.” He said, gesturing to her homework, then crossing his arms over his chest.

 

“Well thank you for the compliment on my brain. You're two for two today. A compliment on my looks and on my brain today!” She giggled, turning very close towards him.

 

“Uh.. yeah.” he said. “Yeah, I have.” He once again looked very proud while fixing his glasses. He then hurriedly turned towards his books and gathered them, and helped Joules gather hers.

 

Well, I must be leaving.” He said. “If you need my help again, let me know.” and with that he buzzed out of the library.

 

Joules packed up her things, rather slowly, her crotch burning with lust. I need to get back to my room... she said to herself. Then in two seconds flat she had her stuff packed up, and she was out of the library.

 

She rushed up to her room, going over the night. “The makeup and the outfit were a home run, he couldn't concentrate on the science. I think he was more concentrating on how to get into my pants! That's exactly what I've been wanting, so maybe I should wear the make up Monday, the shirt Tuesday, the lip gloss Thursday, and put the whole outfit together for Friday of next week, then for sure I'll get him.” She smiled to herself, the plan was perfect.

 

Later as she walked into her room she started pulling off her sweater, then as she locked the door she pulled off her shirt, then she kicked off her shiny back flats, and then pulled off her black dress pants.

 

As she sat down on the bed she pulled off her bra, letting her breasts bounce free. The large D sized breasts, had medium rose colored aureola’s and medium sized nipples. She pinched her nipples, her eyes falling closed and whimpered. “Oh, Leonard...” She continued to massage them, every now and then letting Leonard’s name escape her lips along with a moan or whimper. Next she slid her right hand from between her breasts, down her flat tummy, over her navel and down to her soaked black panties. She caressed herself through the fabric, the fabric making the sensation across her clit delicious.

 

The fabric causing friction and make pleasure course through her body. “Oooooo~ Leonard....”She finally slipped off her panties, and dropped them to the floor. Her hands caressed her body up and down, she imagined they were Leonard's laboratory work hardened hands. Her fingers eventually found her opening. She flicked her fingers across her clit, eliciting little moans from herself, but then she plunged her finger into her core, caressing her g-spot, and then pulling it back out and rubbing her clit, heightening the pleasure she felt. In her minds eye she saw Leonard going down on her, laving her clit, and sucking on it. As she worked into a fever pitch, the pleasure building to its climax. As she tipped over the edge, and started convulsing on her bedsheets, she called out “OH LEONARD!” When the tremors subsided she smiled to herself, sucked the juices off of her fingers, and fell into a blissful sleep.

 

Meanwhile, outside of Joules room, Leonard had heard the whole thing. He had followed her back to her room, so he could return her jacket, she had forgotten it in the library. He had gone back for his jacket, and saw hers hung on the back of her chair. Hearing her scream out his name, knowing that she had masturbated while thinking of him, it turned him on, but that was one of the reasons he decided the tutoring sessions had to stop.

 

He didn't want to breach the teacher – student paradigm. There was a certain, respect and way you went about a student – teacher relationship. He didn't want to breach it. Yet, with how beautiful she was, and how sexy she sounded when she moaned his name, he was thinking about breaching it. It also gave him a sense of pride, knowing one of his hottest, geekiest students had a crush on him: Leonard Hofstadter.