Note- I have never been to this library before, its just a tool for the story, apologies if I have made any errors. This is another in my series of AVN Inductee of 1999 Tami Monroe. Good things come in small packages.
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The Stephen A. Schwarzman Building on 42nd and Fifth is known as a Beaux-Arts landmark and houses outstanding research collections in social sciences. Part of the New York Public Library it provided free and equal access to its facilities. Its 15 million items included baseball cards and comic books as well as contemporary novels.
Tami Monroe had been hired for the busy summer season as an evening attendant and sat in one of the study rooms on the second floor alone. It was close to 8 p.m. on Wednesday evening and she was about to call it a day. The quiet visitors had mainly all left when she saw a figure in the dimmed lighting between the rows of literature.
Tami lowered her reading glasses down her pert nose a tad for a better look at the tall man in a business suit. She stood and smoothed her light cotton dress and laid the eyeglasses beside her open book. Then walked through the first two rows of books and felt the cool fabric against her sexy body. Braless in the heat of the city, the curve of her DD breasts and stiff nipples were clearly visible through the thin material. Her mind wandered to the romance novel she had just put down where the heroine was ravished by a complete stranger and had enjoyed the most erotic sex ever.
As she moved further into the murky ends of the study room the dainty blonde could hear the distinct clack of leather heels on the hard floor. She found herself in a narrow aisle and noticed a leather bound book on the floor which she picked up and looked for its place on the shelf. Barely five feet in her black heels she had to stretch up and that was when she felt his hand on hers.
The dark stranger replaced the book and Tami felt strong hands, firm yet soft pin her delectable frame to the shelves. Her heart pounded in her chest and her generous bosom heaved under the thin material of her dress. With her senses heightened she waited for any word from the tall man. His warm breath on the nape of her neck sent a thrill of excitement through her and tried to speak.
"What...?"
He put a finger to her red full lips to shush her as one hand cupped her right breast through her dress.
"Silence in the library must be strictly observed."
His voice had a velvet quality and his educated accent was most definitely English. His hot mouth came to the flesh of her neck and his lips nipped at the pale skin. He pressed his body harder to her with his hand still clamped to her big boob as he moved her long golden curls up so he could give little butterfly kisses to the back of her shoulders. His other hand searched for the bottom of her mini skirt and she writhed against the firmness of his body as her thighs spread. Tami moaned between tightly closed lips as fingers settled on her lithe upper thighs and she could feel her heat rise. The hem of her skirt rose up and her skimpy panties were invaded by two fat digits that wormed their way inside the top and downward. Her head drooped as her passion built, unable to be controlled as hands traced out lines over her tits and pussy.
Tami held onto the shelves with outstretched arms as her panties were dragged down and off. Now with her sex exposed he stroked her freshly shaven bald labia and she leaked fluids over his expert fingering. He teased her by staying away from her sensitive clit and her breathless moans came louder, desperate for him to caress her. With fast circular motions on her wet slit the hot blonde was worked into a frenzy and her knees began to buckle, then light purrs escaped her lips as her wet opening was speared by his fingers which worked in and out. She rocked her hips to and fro as he kissed her earlobe and pawed her breast. His hardness pressed at her back and his bulge in his suit trousers betrayed what seemed an above average sized cock. She became aroused and his hand on her pussy sent a thousand tingles through her.
"Tami?"
The two stood stock still as a voice came from the other end of the room by the door.
"Miss Monroe! The library is closing, you here?"
The study light was shut off and the door closed. Only the outside street lighting lit the room through the large windows and shadows danced on the couple. Tami was spun around and her petite figure held in a solid wall of the mans chest as they kissed, his lips brushed hers softly and her back arched in total surrender to the anonymous man.
No words, no sounds, just the urgent actions of two highly charged figures caught up in a state of animal lust. The mans face was still shrouded in shadow but Tami could make out a square jaw and a dimpled chin as he raised her arms up so he could remove her dress over her head. He caressed her bare body, his flat palms ran across her hard nipples and up to her neck where he lifted her face to his and kissed her. Their tongues played inside each others hot mouths and both were lost in complete abandon. She was desperate to feel him inside, her pussy throbbed, longing to be consumed by her mystery man.
She heard but did not see her new lover open his zipper and make no sound as he put her left leg onto his forearm and the swollen tip of his hard cock swept up inside her easily as she was so wet. Tami put her weight on her right heel as she attempted to balance herself but she needn't have bothered as the six footer supported her as moved her up and down. With assured thrusts up the dark haired man ground into her with urgent shifts of his hips and Tami held him with her arms draped around his neck. Breathless gasps were the only noise to be heard as her cunt clenched around his aching cock.
He paused a moment with his complete length fully inserted inside as he kicked off his trousers with his shoes. Tami leaked fluid over his boner as she relished the feeling of absolute bliss then she was rocked along him once more as he pushed in and out. The exquisite feel of him and the added danger of being caught sent her heart racing as she was bounced on him like a ragdoll. Her left hand went behind her head and held into the wooden bookshelf as he pumped up forcefully with relentless lunges.
