I sat in the library, holding my head. I had a headache.
Thoughts of Sanoo troubled me. I kept going back to my night with her. I thought that I should have done more for her. Her fierce intensity in pleasing me and my wild, uncontrolled passion had drained me so much at the time, I couldn't think straight. The guilt of selfishness had troubled me this past many months.
The time with Aru helped, but I didn't see her much now that I had moved. The exams were approaching and I could not concentrate.
I kept returning to the night and I could see Sanoo clearly. Of course that did not help at all. My hard-on was pushing against my shorts, distracting me, as I tried hard but struggled to study. The pages in front of me were a blur and I stared in space. Fortunately it was late night and there was nobody there.
Without conscious thought, my hand stroked my throbbing erection through the shorts.
"Excuse me young man! What are you doing"? The stern voice of Mrs. Dee, the librarian whispered harshly in my ear.
Startled, I quickly pulled my hand away, trying to use the book to hide my bulging front.
She was standing behind me a with a stern, angry expression on her face, her glasses worsening her big, rounded eyes.
"Get up! My office - now!" Her voice was angry. She was speaking in a low voice thankfully, and the students at the end of the long hall didn't look in our direction. If they had heard her, that would have been a disaster!
I was totally embarrassed! She marched ahead of me to her office at the end of the hall. I followed her meekly, my erection receding.
As we entered the office, she ordered me to sit in the chair in front of her desk. Settling back in her own comfortable chair, she looked at me above glasses and rasped.
"What's the matter with you? Exam is close and you are trying to jerk off in the library, instead of studying? You can do it in your room, not here. Thank God, there were no girls!" She seemed completely furious.
Mrs. Dee is normally a very kind and helpful person, and I felt sorry to upset her so.
Looking at my crestfallen face, she relented a bit. "What's the issue my boy? Tell me truthfully. Let me help you. I have noticed that you have been very distracted the last whole week, sitting in the library, trying to read the same book, and possibly the same page as well. And today this totally uncharacteristic behaviour. You are normally such a good student."
Damn...how can I explain my peculiar problem?
I mumbled about Sanoo and our encounter in a sort of non-explicit way. I expressed my guilt on leaving her in a rush, wondering whether she had derived any pleasure from our encounter.
"Hmmm...," Mrs. Dee thought aloud, "So the gist is you basically had your fun and left without satisfying her. And the guilt of that is bothering you."
"Right...," I stammered. I was red in face with embarrassment.
God...what was I doing here, confiding and confessing to Mrs. Dee. I mean, she is nice and all that, but talking about sex...! I felt even more miserable now.
"I get it now. But why were you trying to jerk off in the library?"
I went more red in my face. "I...I...kept seeing her in front of me...and I wasn't...I was just...," I mumbled.
"Ah! So the vision of her naked body was getting you excited, and you were trying to please her in your imagination?"
Dumbly I nodded.
"Ok...that doesn't sound completely unreasonable. But not openly in the library young man! You should find a room and do that sort of thing in private. Unless you share a room with somebody". I nodded yes. "And no girlfriend...?" I nodded again miserably.
"Right. Let's sort this out then. Why don't you sit in that corner chair and do your thing? I promise I will not watch you. I'll turn the other way." There was a peculiar glint in her eyes.
I could not believe my ears! I felt really flustered, my face turning red!
"Don't worry. I have seen many do this," she said wryly, "I've seen all that and more, trust me. It's perfectly okay, you young guys have a lot of hormones coursing through you. You need to get your rocks off regularly!" She chuckled.
She made me sit in the corner, and locked the door.
Turning to me she said, "Go on, get your pants off."
I was shocked!
Looking at my expression, she said, "Oh, come on. I have seen it all. I just want to ensure you sort yourself out for sure and not pretend behind my back." There was something in her tone, I couldn't figure out.
Ashamed of her watching me, my heart hammering away crazily, I stepped out of my pants. My throbbing erection was straining against my brief, the tip lifting the top edge away.
I couldn't face Mrs. Dee. I turned away. I closed my eyes briefly and as I was debating getting out of my briefs, I felt my briefs yanked down.
Mrs. Dee turned me around to stare at my proud erection pulsating.