Head Librarian

Her blonde hair shook free from her ponytail, unbound like an ancient book.

This was the most exciting story in the library.

And I took it from the shelf, removed the jacket and surveyed the cover.

Her breasts strained at her buttoned blouse, ready to burst free. So well stacked.

A new chapter was about to begin as my trembling hands unbuttoned her blouse, my eyes enchanted by the contents.

I came to a full stop as I unfastened the final button. A period of silence. Paige looked at me, smiling.

My hands gently stroked her nipples through her bra.

I was nervous. My colon twitched; as did my semi.

I was so glad I'd booked this appointment with the head librarian.

She was open to my advances and promised I would not have to make a withdrawal.

I entered the Librarian as I had entered the Library, firm and erect.

And her sighs told their own story as she opened for me and guided me to the climax, where all was revealed.