There's something intrinsically erotic about a library. At least that's my opinion. I recently had an encounter I won't soon forget.
I was preparing for an overseas trip, so I decided to go to the library and research some of my destinations. The tiny library is located on a leafy street in southern Sydney. It's one of those intimate libraries with not many books, and therefore not many visitors.
I went to the library around midday on a Monday. As I entered the building I saw the lone librarian on the phone, trying her best to whisper. I don't know why as I could hear everything she was saying anyway. The library is full of nooks and crannies, so for a bit of privacy I walked around the corner and out of the librarian's view. I sat at a desk with a wooden partition, which allowed another person to sit on the opposite side yet have a bit of privacy. To the right of the partition I spotted a sexy blonde girl working on one of the computers. She looked about 19. Her and I were the only ones in the library.
I looked at her and smiled. She shot back a smile, coupled with a wink. She was very attractive. She was tall yet very curvy in all the right areas. Her tight white blouse did little to hold the perky C-cup breasts heaving beneath. Just as I was thinking about her breasts the computers crashed. The librarian rushed over and asked the blonde if she could do something else while she tried to fix the problem.
"No problem," said the blonde. "I'm sure I'll find something else to play with."
She glanced in my direction. I caught her stare and quickly buried my face in my book. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her stroll over to the shelves and pick up a book. She was wearing a grey cotton skirt that outlined her petite ass. Once she picked up her book I saw her walk towards me. She took a seat on the other side of the wooden partition. I couldn't see her face but I could smell her perfume, and it was just quiet enough to hear her breathe. The distant clatter of the librarian didn't bother me. I was twirling my pen between my fingers while I thought about the blonde girl's tight ass. My cock was growing in my shorts and I soon lost control of my pen. As I leant down to retrieve it, I saw the blonde girl's tanned legs. As if knowing I was looking, she parted her legs slowly. I could see further and further up her inner thighs. As if teasing me, she paused slightly, before parting her legs even further.
Then I saw the perfect outline of her slit through her panties. By now my cock was throbbing. Suddenly her legs shut, and I snapped back in my chair acting like I had seen nothing.
The girl stood up and peered at me over the partition. She winked again, then dropped a note which floated onto the desk in front of me. She walked off past the librarian (who by this time was on the phone to the technician), around the corner and into the unisex bathroom.
I opened the note on my desk:
"Bathroom. 2 minutes. Hope you enjoyed the show."
My heart was pounding, my cock was throbbing and my mind was racing. I stood up and made no effort to conceal my erection. By now I had a precum stain on the outside of my shorts.
I walked towards the bathroom. I pushed the door open slowly, glancing inside. All six cubicle doors were open, except for the end one. I reached the door and knocked on it.
As the door pulled back I saw the blonde girl. She was standing there in a white lace bra and skimpy white g-string. There was a moist patch around her pussy.
"So did you enjoy the show?"
"I did," I stumbled.
"It looks like you enjoyed the view," she said, glancing down at the wet patch on my shorts.
"The name's Mike, by the way."
"Kayla," she said, before grabbing me by the shirt and pulling me into the cubicle. She locked the cubicle door behind me and immediately pushed me back against it. She grabbed the back of my head and slid her tongue inside my mouth.
"I'm a horny bitch and I need to be fucked hard...I hope you're up to it," Kayla said.
