Reading break was near the end of February, and most students simply went on holidays like ski trips or Greek islands, and so on. Hannah and Lucia went to Ibiza, René to Copenhagen. His mother was quite ill, and they decided it might not be the best time for Sasha to meet the family. They thought that the end of the semester would be better.
Sasha was fine with this. Her mother was going to visit for a few days, and Sasha was eager to see her. Plus, she could get ahead on a marking gig Dr. G had offered her. This is how she found herself in the campus library late on a Friday when it was as quiet as a tomb. She liked to work in a far corner on the third floor that had big tables and a couple of small meeting rooms. She heard a couple of people come and go, but it was otherwise quite dead.
She worked for an hour and felt a need to stretch. She liked to use the heavy table like a barre. She had a mini skirt on, but no one would see if her knickers were on display, so she hiked up her skirt and did some stretches. She also liked to "Do a lap or two", as she called it, walking the perimeter of the floor once or twice to loosen up after sitting for a long time. Leaving everything on the table and went for a stroll.
When Sasha was at the furthest extent of her "lap" away from her table, she heard hushed voices. She had thought she was alone on the floor. The voices were slightly clearer as Sasha neared one of the meeting rooms. A male and a female were quietly speaking French, a language she knew well.
"Don't worry! There's no one around," the male voice said.
"But someone could surprise us!" The female exclaimed in a tone of false concern.
"We are in a separate room. We'll hear anyone coming. I'll shut the door."
Sasha could see the door and stopped in her tracks. She stepped out of sight between the stacks and waited.
"No one there,
cherie
." The man said.
The woman responded. "Just leave it. It's more exciting in a way."
"Like the park that time we made love there," the man laughed. "But no kids or police."
Sasha heard some muffled sighs. She peaked at the door. She could have doubled back, but she felt curious. She heard a zip, the woman giggled - she obviously had lost any concern about exposure.
Sasha was tittering on the inside, and she put her fingers over her mouth to remind herself to not make any noise. She was certain she and one of her friends might do the same thing as this couple. She heard an imaginary Hannah's posh British voice in her mind, "Take a look, perv!"
She peeked again and could see the open door. There was a soft light on in the room. The woman had lost all shyness and was moaning, "
Aah...oui...oui! Lèche ma chatted cheri! Mmm...oh
!" Sasha slipped off her shoes and crept closer. The sounds continued - the man was making muffled sounds too.
The room had windows to the main library space and a door that opened inward. Peering through the glass, Sasha saw that neither of the lovers would easily see her - and they were naked. She could see the young man on his knees with his back to her, and the young woman with an auburn pixie cut lying atop a large table. He was licking between her naked thighs, his hands holding her legs apart. The woman had one hand tangled in his hair pulling his face into her cunt. The other hand was squeezing a breast with her fingers pinching and pulling her nipple. Her head was nearly arched back over the edge of the table.
