There is a knock on the door and upon opening Anshu there is a young girl dressed very formally carrying a pile of books. She wears her blonde hair in a ponytail. "Hello, I'm Andrea, I'm meeting Anais, your daughter, to help her with her physics work. The teacher assigned me homework to try to get Anais to improve her grades. She is at home?"

"Follow me," Anais says and leads the way to her room. It's decorated with posters of various planets and moons from our solar system. "Here we go, take a seat." She gestures at a desk stacked with textbooks and notebooks.

Andrea is sitting on the bed, watching Anais as she sets up at her desk. She notices a hint of frustration in Anais's movements and a bit of nervous energy flowing through her body. As they begin working together, it's clear that there are some areas where Anais needs help understanding concepts rather than just memorizing formulas or processes.

As they progress through their session, Andrea can't help but feel a strange tingling sensation in her groin whenever she sees the curve of Anais's bottom beneath her skirt when she leans forward to write on the desk or correct an equation. The thought of giving this lovely girl spanks for wrong answers starts to intrigue her.

Finally, as they work through a particularly difficult problem, Andrea accidentally bumps into one of Anais's books, sending it sliding across the desktop with a loud thud. "Oh shit

Grabbing Anais by the wrist and turning her over his lap, Andrea delivers a firm spank to her rounded bottom, making contact with both cheeks at once. The sound of flesh meeting palm echoes through the room, accompanied by soft gasps of surprise from Anais. Andrea can feel her warmth radiating against his hand as he continues to spank her in rapid succession. "That's for your lack of focus," he chastises gently between swats. "I hope this helps you remember."

Anias wriggles and squirms on his lap, unable to believe that Andrea is actually giving her these punishments, yet unable to deny the growing arousal she feels from each smack. She manages a muffled, "S-sorry..." between spanks.

Still reddened from the spanking but now even more aroused by it, Anais turns her attention back to their work as instructed by Andrea. Her bottom throbs slightly where he'd struck it moments ago; a testament to both his firm hand and her unexpected desire for punishment. They work together in silence for a while, focusing intently on the problem at hand until finally they reach an understanding of what needs to be done. "There," Anais says triumphantly when they finish. "I think I've got it now."

Andrea glances down at her rear end again and suppresses a shiver of desire. "Good work, Anais. You should consider continuing these sessions with me even after we're done with this assignment," he suggests casually, almost as an afterthought. "I could help you improve your grades in physics more generally." The words are out before he can fully process them

A spark lights up in Anais' eyes at the mention of continuing their sessions together. She hesitates for a moment before answering quietly, "I... I would like that." Her cheeks flush with excitement and nervousness as she looks away from him, focusing on something else nearby to avoid meeting his gaze directly. Andrea bites his lower lip in surprise but doesn't say anything more about it yet; he wants to see where this goes first before making any assumptions or moving too quickly.

"Alright then," he says with a small smile. "I'll see you next week, same time?" His voice is gentle and reassuring as he watches her reaction to his words. Anais nods slowly, still not quite able to believe that this handsome boy who seemed so out of her league would actually want to spend more time with her - much less help her improve in something she'd been struggling with for so long. Andrea stands up from the bed and offers a hand down to assist Anais back onto her feet as well; once she's upright again, he brushes off any imaginary lint from her sweater before leaning forward and kissing her cheek lightly."Bye for now, Anais," he says softly. "And remember... next time you need help with anything at all, don't hesitate to ask." With that final word of encouragement, he turns around and walks

I will consider your advice carefully, Anais whispers after him. In truth, she can't get his words out of her head as she walks him to the door; she finds herself wondering what it would be like if they went further than just tutoring sessions together... The thought of dressing something sexy for their next lesson sends a shiver down her spine, and she can feel heat rising in her cheeks again. Maybe there is more potential between them than she had originally assumed.

Her mind racing with new possibilities, Anais stands at the doorway and watches as he walks away, his back growing smaller in her field of vision. The promise to see him next week seems like an eternity away now; she can only hope that the intervening time will be filled with anticipation and excitement for what might happen when they meet again.

With those words lingering in her mind, Anais closes the door and returns to her room. As she climbs onto her bed and lies down, she can't help but fantasize about what might happen next time they meet; would he really like it if she dressed sexy? Would he punish her again? The thought of his firm hands on her body sends a shiver through her once more.

She rolls over onto her side and hugs one of her stuffed animals, imagining that it's Andrea in her arms instead; their chests pressed together, breath warm against each other's skin... In this moment, anything seems possible.

Over the next week, Anais finds herself unable to focus on anything but her upcoming tutoring session with Andrea. She spends hours poring over fashion magazines and websites, trying to decide what would be sexy enough for him without making it seem like she's trying too hard or being inappropriate. Finally, she settles on a pair of tight-fitting jeans and a cropped sweater that shows off just enough skin around her midriff.

When Saturday finally arrives, Anais nervously glances at the clock every few minutes until it's time for Andrea to arrive. The anticipation is almost unbearable as she waits for him at her door, wearing a thin jacket over top of her outfit in case he gets cold easily. As soon as he knocks on the door again, her heart skips a beat and she can't help but smile shyly when she sees