It was about an hour after I left work when I decided to swing by the library and return some books that were on the verge of being past due. Waiting until the last minute to do anything, was something I needed to work on.
The library was fairly new, it opened about 6 months ago and I knew a few faces that worked there. “Hi Mark, how is your day going?” I said. “Oh, Hi Drew, it’s going alright, the library is getting ready to announce our first annual book drive. How are you doing tonight,” he said. “Just avoiding the late fees.” “You check out so many at one time I’m surprise you remember them all.” We both smiled and I headed on my way.
“It’s kind of crowded in here,” I thought to myself. Getting an empty table maybe a challenge tonight. I walked around the 2nd floor of the library and found the second novel by my favorite writer. There was a table in front of this lady whose back was facing me, she was wearing a long coat, had long black hair and seemed to be flipping throughthe book like she was looking for something specific.
This melodic tune started to play when the lady behind me answered her phone. “Hi honey,” she whispered. “I’m at the library I’ll be home in an hour.” She whispered again to her caller, “I’m not saying that baby, not in the library.” She paused to listen and then said, “Okay, but nothing else after that.” “I’m not wearing any panties.” Her caller must have been very persuasive because she started to say more. I was drawn into her conversation when her voice turned sultry.
“Your making me wet, stop it,” she said. “When I get home I want you to take me from the back, bend me over, raise up my skirt and drive your dick into me.” “I want you to spank my ass.” I could only imagine how her caller was feeling. Her voice had me turned on too. “Do what?” she said. “I don’t know if I can baby.” She switched her phone into her other hand and started to finger herself, “Mmmm,” she moaned, “I’ve got to go baby, I’ll be home soon.”
She began to flip through her book again and found what she was looking for. She stood up from the table and walked pass me; I still hadn’t seen her face, only her coat and long black hair. I noticed on her way out that she went inside the restroom. I had to see her.
I was washing my hands when she came out of the restroom stall. “Hi,” I said. She looked like she was deep in thought when she responded, “Oh, hi,” she smiled. She was indeed beautiful, full lips and hazel eyes. “There are a lot of people here tonight?” I mentioned. “Yes there is,” she said. “What was the name of that song playing on your cell phone, it sounds very familiar?” She looked at me a little perplexed. “Excuse me?” she said. “I was sitting the opposite of you when your phone rang,” I said. “Oh a song by Maxwell.” She walked over to grab a paper towel when she thought back to what she said during her conversation. “I hope I didn’t disturb you,” she replied. “No you didn’t,” I said. “Have a good night!”
I was heading to my car when she noticed me and walked over. “Excuse me, I’m Rachel. This may seem a little strange but did you hear my conversation?” she asked. “Yes I did but don’t worry about it, I thought it was very sweet,” I replied. “I’m a little embarrassed,” she said, “He has that effect on me.” “Don’t worry, really, it’s okay.” “What’s your name by the way?” she asked. “I’m Drew, it’s nice to meet you,” I said. We were shaking hands when she said to me, “So you know I’m not wearing any panties don’t you?” holding onto my hand. “Yes,” I said. “Were you turned on by my conversation?” “Would you like to touch me and see for yourself?” she smiled.
We walked under the parking garage where she was parked. She stopped in the front of the car and sat on the top of her hood. She spread her legs apart and showed me her nicely shaven pussy. “Put your fingers inside me,” she said, as she slid from her hood, turned around and bent over. “Raise up my skirt and put your fingers inside me.” I licked my fingers and began to play with her clit. I rubbed her clit until felt juices running down my hand. She moaned heavily when I slid my fingers inside her. “You’re so tight.” “Your caller must enjoy fucking you,” I said. “Yes he does, oohhhh, go deeper.” She moaned so loudy that I asked her unlock her car so we could get in. Tinted windows allowed me to finger her just the way I liked, she was bucking my fingers so hard and moaning so loudly that we didn’t notice the tap on the window…
To Be Continued? Your choice… Email me.