The Antiquities Librarian

Hi. My name is Reggie Johnson and I am in charge of the Antiquities Section of our college library. My office is on the top floor of the library, way in the back, where very few people visit on a daily basis. Really, there aren't that many people interested in antiquities on a daily basis. I have a wonderful office, which includes a bathroom with shower, which is nice since I like to run at lunch time to keep my body toned and tight. I was a cross-country runner as an undergraduate and I have worked hard to maintain my body and not develop into the dowdy librarian stereotype.

There were times that I had regretted my job choice with few peers or coworkers to break up the daily monotony. But, on the plus side, most of my days were filled with free time and I could do what I wanted to. On more than one occasion I took a few minutes to work on my own body to give myself a tingle during the day. There was also plenty of time to read and write porn, which I love to do. So, I guess the tradeoffs balanced out.

Little did I realize that this cozy situation was about to drastically change

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I was returning one of our rarer books to its place in the stacks when, at the end of a stack far in the back, I saw a pair of sandals sticking out from around the corner at the bottom of the stack. Had someone fallen? I hurried to the end of the stack and turned the corner. Much to my surprise, I found a young coed hungrily slurping on her boyfriend's cock. I was so surprised and taken off guard, all I could do was clear my throat to get their attention.

They both stood up and started to rapidly reassemble their clothing in an attempt to cover the evidence. But there was no question what had been going on.

I barked, "Both of you come with me." They followed me back through the stacks and into my office in total silence. "Sit there on the couch and get out your student ID cards so I can know who I am talking to. So, James Williams and Helga Svensen we have here," I said in a condescending manner. "Now that I have your names and students' numbers, please tell me what in the hell were you doing back there? Never mind, I saw what you were doing back there. You were engaging in sex in public. You should have waited until you were in private to, uh, you know, suck his dick." James appeared to take things in stride, but Helga was blushing beet red.

I got up and walked to my office door with plaque, Dr. Regina Johnson, Head, Antiquities. I closed the door, pulled the blind down and turned the thumb bolt to lock the door.

"Now my door is locked, and you are in private. Go ahead and finish what you started," I said as I returned and sat behind my desk. "And don't get any cum on my couch!"

Helga was in shock, I think. "You want me to give him a blow job while you sit there and watch?" she asked in horror.

"Would you prefer I called the Head Librarian, have her come up here so we can fill out an incident report, and then let the Administration figure out what they want to do? Or do you just want to suck him off while I watch, then clean up and be gone? The choice is yours," I replied.

Slowly Helga pulled out James' cock and got to work. It wasn't long before he went off like a cannon, dumping a huge load on his own stomach.

He smiled, I smiled, and the girl couldn't wait to get the hell out of my office.

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I couldn't wait to join my normal Friday after work drinking buddies to let them know what had happened. There were six of us (3 guys and 3 gals) and we had deemed ourselves the "Swingles." One of the group had come up with that term to denote we were all single and our sexual gates swung both ways -- meaning we were all bisexual. I had had sex with most of them and we were an easy-going, laid-back group, intent on drawing as much pleasure out of life as possible.

They absolutely howled as I recounted the tale. Several suggested maybe they should spend more time in the library. I replied, "Nope, that's my turf."

Now the tough part of the week. I had to decide which way I wanted my gate to swing tonight. I was sort of leaning toward some nice hard cock pounding on me tonight since I had watched a young, viral cock being well worked before exploding a huge load of his cum right there in my office. That sort of appealed to me tonight. So, now to strike a deal with one of the male Swingles who might be up for some pussy tonight. That should be an easy deal to make.

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Several days into the next week I was concentrating on my computer when there was a slight tap on my office door. I looked up and there was James, from the week before, who asked if he could come in.

"Please do, I won't lock the door," I answered to give him a hard time.

He started slowly, "Uh, Dr. Johnson, I would like to apologize for what we put your through last week. We just got carried away and the next thing I looked up and there you were standing watching me get a blowjob. But I truly appreciate that you let us finish up in your office."

"Jim, I can call you that, right? I understand young folks getting the urge, in fact, I get the urge myself. I totally enjoyed myself watching you and your girlfriend enjoy yourselves. Actually, I wanted to join in, but it just wasn't the right time. Maybe some time in the future," was my reply.

Jim looked surprised. "You mean I can come back sometime and close the door?"

With a slight smile, I replied "My door is always open and once it is closed and locked then you are in private with whomever you chose to bring along. Or, if I might be the lucky one, then me. I know I am older than you and you probably prefer some nice young coed but, hey, I take sex whenever and wherever I can get it. So, do we have a deal?"

"Wow, that is quite an offer Dr. Johnson, and I just might have to take you up on it in the future. It's a deal." Jim beamed.

"Jim, when the door is locked, please call me Reggie," I replied with a smile.