This story is a continuation of "Librarian Seduces a Nerd" where the question was "Who is seducing whom?" Now we are at the sequel where Silvia has a date with Stan for lunch and to check out his senior project. She has planned and schemed for this occasion over several days. Nobody here is under the age of 18.
Silvia, the reference librarian for science and engineering at the university library had become aware of what she considered an attractive civil engineering student. At first it had been just the opportunity to catch a glimpse of him, but as time wore on she became evermore obsessed. At night she would play with herself while reading, but the thoughts of him were always close at hand. At school she would make excuses to see him about something -- well, anything at all really. Then earlier she managed to get him alone in one of the small study rooms and had let him have his way with her--or maybe she had her way with him? Now there were all sort of thoughts running through her head and were really messing with her brain.
"What if he thinks I'm a slut?" she kept asking herself and overthinking that matter was concerned that he would never want to see her again. Added to this problem is that he was a student working on a project and she was the reference librarian, hence they would very likely have to see one another for another few months until he graduated. That could be difficult!
"He felt so good up inside of me," was a reminisce that just would not go away. She had pursued Stan and ultimately got what she wanted. As her mind continued to replay those tender moments her hand massaged her breasts through her blouse and bra. "Oh, but he had the gentlest touch," she mused hoping that nobody would see what she was doing even though she had turned to face her computer station to prevent that from happening. She could feel her pulse quicken and her thumb and forefinger found and massaged her nipple, a feeling that again sent electric shocks to her lady parts. It just felt so good, not quite as good as when Stan did it, but still it felt good.
"I had forgotten how messy sex can be," was the next thought running though her head and the wet feeling of his cum draining out of her even hours later was not that enjoyable. She had bought a maxipad from the dispenser in the ladies' room, had fastened it inside her panties, and fortunately that was collecting all of what continued to drain out of her. Still, despite this, her hand would occasionally drop to her crotch in search of her clit, which was reasonably well secured behind the pad.
"What if in the heat of all that passion Stan has managed to get me pregnant?" was a discomforting thought and Silvia counted and recounted the days until she was expecting to get her period. Surmising that that event was not far off, Silvia concluded that the risk of being knocked up was a small one, but she nevertheless still hoped for the best.
"What if Stan does not think I'm a slut and still wants to see me? If that's true, then the likelihood that we'll have sex again is quite real." Now she began to think of the alternatives. Continuing to practice unprotected sex, she knew, was like playing with fire so she started to consider the options. For one, could she go to Health Services and get a prescription for birth control pills? The idea did not enthuse her because she had read about the negative effects of the hormones that they contained and that they would potentially wreak havoc with her cycle and maybe even cause her to gain unwanted weight. They also needed a full monthly cycle to become fully effective, which she did not find useful. As an alternative could she have Health Services fit her with a diaphragm? That was a possibility and she thought seriously about that option for some time before dismissing it. She remained conflicted about going to Health Services but also knew that if she saw Stan again then they needed to use some form of protection.
"Stan's a great guy, he is smart, but also a nerd," came the rational thought. "Nerds often are not very practical nor are they often that good about thinking about human nature. That's a problem!" she concluded. As much as she did not like the potential Silvia realized that left up to Stan their next tryst would also be unprotected.
"I hate the idea, but I think that I'm going to have to take charge," she realized. "Between now and this weekend when I see him again, I'm going to have to go to the pharmacy and buy a box of condoms. This was not the most pleasant thought because Silvia had never in her life bought this item. All sorts of thoughts began running through her head, such as "How many should I get? I think we might need more than one, but do I get a dozen?" Buying these would be embarrassing enough but going through the checkout with a box of a dozen would be too much if she encountered anyone she knew.
Her lament over buying condoms did not end with how many. "Do those come in sizes? If so, how can I tell what to get?" She thought Stan was reasonably well-endowed but had no basis for comparison. These were all vexing problems, but for the time being she would have to put them out of her head because that afternoon several students were there waiting for her assistance.
It was after 7:00 pm when the phone rang. It was Stan and he wanted to make certain that Silvia was still available to do lunch on Saturday and to go visit the site that he had chosen for doing his senior project, the prospect of which she had completely forgotten about. While on the one hand she was excited to hear from him knowing that he probably didn't think of her as a total slut and that he wanted to see her again.
After finishing the call, Silvia felt more compelled than ever that she would need to make that dreaded trip to the pharmacy just in case she and Stan would have an opportunity to resume their amorous activities. She looked at her watch and seeing that it was not quite 7:30 and that there was a little neighborhood pharmacy within walking distance she got her coat and went out into the chilly late winter air.
Not even 15 minutes later she was inside the pharmacy and found the family planning section. Before starting to peruse the product offerings she felt her face flush with embarrassment. The options seemed endless, and she was at a total loss of what to do, not only were there packages offering 3, 12 and 36 condoms, but then she was faced with decisions about ribbed, reservoir tip, extra sensitive, lubricated, and latex-free. "Where do I begin?" she asked herself as she began reading the backs of packages hoping for a possible better-informed decision.
The store was not large nor necessarily tiny either as there were other shoppers there picking up prescriptions and buying any number of other health-related items. As she stood there reading a woman perhaps a few years older than Silvia came to the family planning aisle and without missing a beat took a box of 36 ribbed and lubricated, extra sensitive condoms from the shelf. Silvia took one of those packages, too, and began reading the back hoping to glean any useful details.
The woman noted Silvia's action and interjected, "These are my all-time favorite because they feel like we're not using anything all."
Silvia smiled at the woman and replied, "Thanks. That's useful information, but they aren't so thin that they're liable to break, are they?"
"Gee, I really hope not," said the woman whose facial expression turned into a matter-of-fact frown. "My husband and I have been using these since I gave birth to our daughter. I don't think that I am not ready to go back on the pill quite yet but certainly not ready to get pregnant again. They had better not fail."
After getting such an endorsement, Silvia put back the box of 36 thinking that perhaps that was a little too much wishful thinking and took a box of 12 instead. At that she smiled to herself and thought, "And only three is too pessimistic."
Silvia, hoping to not being discovered purchasing such a personal item made her way to the front of the store where she discovered that she was immediately behind the woman who had given her advice about the condoms but also that the clerk was the pharmacist's teenage son. "Oh, no!" she thought silently. While the clerk was helping an older woman with her items, the helpful woman from the family planning aisle turned to Silvia, saw that she was also buying the same brand of condoms and says out loud, "Now that I think of it, I should have told you that you might want some additional lubrication with these. We use some of this and it's awesome," she explained holding up a tube of lubricant. Silvia started to get really embarrassed yet again but not nearly so much as when the teenage clerk looked her way and offered, "We have it on sale at a dollar off if you have the coupon. I think I might have one right here!"
He handed Silvia the coupon, but then also added, "You will find it in aisle three right next to feminine hygiene. Mortified, she disappeared to the back of the store, found the tube of lube and returned to the checkout as fast as she could. The woman with the 36-pack had just finished her transaction and as she was about to leave turned to Silvia and said, "I hope you have a good weekend," to which Silvia replied, "Thanks for the help. You do the same."
