Cordelia couldn't believe it. Not only had she been assigned to loser squad for a study group, but Willow expected her to go all the way to the library to pick up their research. Like it wasn't enough that she had to hang out with them, now she had to do menial labor? She didn't know why Buffy or someone couldn't do it. They were always in the library anyway, whining about demons. Why couldn't Willow pick up the stupid research the next time they needed to kill a big snake or whatever?
She was standing in the middle of the library, just about to ask where that skeevy school librarian was—didn't he live here or something?—when she heard it. "Ohhhhhh! Giles, don't!"
Jenny Calendar's voice came in clear, only slightly muffled by the bookshelves in-between her and Cordelia. Cordelia looked over, surprised, frozen in motion, and saw traces of motion over and around the books. It was all the way in the back of the library...
"Come now, Jenny, you've been promising to take my phallus—and it's well past the point where I can ignore it."
Jenny laughed. "Why don't you go fuck Cordelia Chase? She's the one who got you horny, Giles. The way she dresses! I'm surprised you and the rest of the boys didn't burn her clothes right off her, the way you were staring."
Cordelia had known that old pervert was creeping on her. He was already all Lifetime Movie with Buffy, but obviously she couldn't satisfy him—what could you expect from a woman whose boyfriend went evil after he slept with her? A girl like that clearly didn't rest Cosmo. So no wonder the old goat was looking to trade up.
"I hardly think I qualify as a boy, especially in your estimation. It seems to me you've had ample evidence otherwise..." He sounded smug.
"Oh, that's right. You're a big, manly man... in your bowtie and half-glasses..."
"I think that'll be quite enough of your lip." There was a sudden silence and Giles sighed, deeply, with satisfaction. "Ahhh, your throat's much better."
Cordelia crept forward, breaking from her trance when her first step squeaked on the floorboards. Thankfully, they didn't hear. She licked dry lips, realized her bra was pinching her tits. Her nipples were erect, stinging against what should've been soft, comfy cups.
Giles sighed again as the woman did what he wanted. Another sigh escaped him as Cordelia moved quickly to the stacks. She glanced around to make sure no one else was there to watch the watcher, then she moved into the shelves with quick, nervous steps. She crouched down to see between two shelves, looking for Giles and Jenny. She could hear the noise as Jenny sucked Giles's cock into her mouth with wet, sloppy swallows. But she couldn't see them.
"Oh, yes, Jenny... suck it in... suck it all in. There's a girl."
Cordelia felt a wetness between her thighs as she checked behind another row. Most of the books were categorized, put away with Giles's usual efficiency, but a single cart was still piled high, Giles sitting down on it as Jenny moved over his lap.
"Yes! Bloody hell! Suck me, Jenny!"
Cordelia clearly heard the gurgling as Jenny dove down on Giles's cock. She tiptoed closer, then bent to slip her shoes off, placing them silently to one side. Barefoot, she crept closer, until she could peer between the shelves from one stack over.
Giles was just on the other side of the bookshelf, his arms flung wide, his legs apart to let Jenny come up between his thighs. She was stripped to the waist, her bare skin dark with an olive complexion. That combined with her almond-shaped eyes to give her an exotic appearance, completed by the surprisingly light nipples on her full breasts—a bright and perky pink despite the suntanned flesh surrounding them.
Jenny had his cockhead inside her mouth, but now she came back, holding the shaft in her fingertips as she let off with the strain of sucking.
"Do you like my cock, Jenny?" Giles asked solicitously, looking down the length of his still impeccably groomed body to the incongruous erection sprouting from his undone fly. "It certainly feels as though you like it."
"It's okay," said Jenny noncommittally. "I guess."
"You guess?" Giles cried, mock-insulted. "If you don't like it, why do you keep sucking it?"
"Because you'll punish me if I don't?" Jenny guessed, her mincing smile giving away the tease.
"You wish."
Jenny tossed her hair over her shoulders, shrugging. She was unable to keep a straight face. A giggle broke from her lips and she dove down onto him again, sucking almost five inches into her mouth.
"Oh, my!" said Giles, sighing happily. He let his head fall back, his eyes closing in bliss. "Exactly like that, Jenny! Top marks!"
She gurgled against him, bobbing her head up and down, her pert breasts waxing and waning with the motion. She was on one knee, her hand resting on her thigh as she serviced him eagerly.
"Take more!" Giles insisted. "Take it all. That's what you wanted, after all."
"Jesus, Giles!" She came off him again. "I can't take all that! You're huge!"
"Now then, Jenny, do remember what the journey of a thousand miles begins with."
Dubious, Jenny studied the shaft in her fingers, her saliva drying against the burning heat of the glans. She worked over the knob with her thumb, a droplet of precum oozing out, and she massaged it into the skin. Giles sighed.
"Come now, Jenny, what kind of example do you think you're setting by not even trying?"
Obediently Jenny returned to the task appointed to her, taking his slippery cockhead between her lips. She gulped down. But she could gain no more ground than before. Choking, she pulled back, shaking her hear. "I can't! You're too big!"
"You're not making me any bigger with that attitude," Giles said ruefully. "Just... do the best you can. There's a girl."
Jenny bent over Giles again; Cordelia thought she was going to go out of her mind. Her panties were down from her crotch, hobbling her knees as she dug against her pussy. God! If Jenny wasn't woman enough to take all Giles had to offer, she was!
Her breath darted in and out noisily, but the two teachers didn't hear. They had much better things to pay attention to.
