A Day at the Library

It was Monday at the Spring Branch Memorial Library. Searching for a book, I noticed an attractive lady sitting at the end of the row of chairs in the reading section. Wearing a white skirt. I grabbed my book and proceeded to sit directly across from her, hoping I might catch a glimpse between her legs. I have an OVERWHELMING panty fetish. ALWAYS on the look out for even the smallest glimpse. It started when I was a young man I would take the Sears, Montgomery Wards, JC Pennys catalogs into the bathroom and gaze at all the women in their panties. I've been infatuated with them my whole life. Stolen my friends moms panties, the laundry mat was a staple supply, the dirty clothes hamper. You name it! I probably did it. Clean or dirty didn't matter. They weren't as sexy back in the day. Before Victorias Secrets and the like. I just LOVE panties. To see them, smell them, hold them. I'm so twisted.

I was terrified of getting a girl pregnant. It happened to a friend of mine in High School. Man did it ever "F" up his life! So oral sex was and still is my "GO TO". My favorite words...

"Oh YES"

"Just like THAT"

"DON'T STOP"

"I'm going to cum in your mouth"

And my favorite, " I'M CUMMING!!!!!"

Her legs were crossed at first. But I waited patiently, knowing she would probably, eventually change positions as I thumbed through the pages of my book glancing up now and then to take a peak. Eventually she did, legs going from right over left to left over right. Just a mere glimpse. but she was wearing white panties.

It wasn't until she set her book down on the empty chair to her left and uncrossed her legs placing them both on the floor. Her feet now straddling her book bag on the floor right between them.

Her knees widened, maybe 18 inches. What a spectacular view as she reached down to unzip one of the compartments, placing her reading glasses in the pocket. I, just staring at her crotch. She stood up. I thought she was getting ready to leave. She looked toward me then quietly asked, "would you be kind enough to watch my stuff while I go to the ladies room?" I simply nodded yes.

She returned shortly, straddled her book bag and sat down and retrieved her glasses. OMG! almost spilled from my lips. Her panties had vanished. Not sure if she was shaved or waxed. However, no question as to one or the other.

Her skirt had a wide, maybe 4' or so ruffled elastic waistband and there were two pockets in the front. She sat and leaned leaned back, crossed her legs, grabbed her book and began reading. I waited. Hoping to catch another peek while wondering if she had yet noticed the bulge in my jeans.

I watched to see if her eyes left the pages and when they did I discretely rubbed my throbbing member a couple times. She set her book down and once again straddle her book bag and pulled out a legal pad. It was just another short glimpse, but still spectacular.

When she sat back, she placed her left ankle on her right knee. Adjusted her dress so it just fell over her left knee and ankle. It looked inconspicuous from everywhere but from where I was sitting. As I thought about it, she seemed "Well practice." Almost artistic, pulling off such exposure in a public place. I mean it was so blatant yet no one but but me was able to enjoy her erotic display. It was just, almost too perfect. I had the perfect view of her intimacy. Here she was, a married woman, with a KINK.

I do understand that after years of marriage, things are still good, but kinda boring. I have found more than one woman who would agree. They have this "naughty" side that wants to do things that heighten their excitement and doesn't compromise their vows. Fortunately in the state of Texas, ORAL SEX "isn't" ADULTERY. Of course, neither is masturbating in front of someone. Can you even begin to imagine how exciting it is? Think about it!

Her clitoris and lips were swollen beyond belief. She scribbled on the legal pad for what seemed like hours, though it was only minutes. I had given up on reading and just stared at the spectacular view before me. I could have crawled across the floor and licked her right there. She finished writing, set the pad down and picked up her book. Could it get any better? YES! and it did. She appeared to be reading, but continuously glancing at my crotch. What more could she do to make my day.......

She balanced the book on her left thigh. I watched as she slipped her right hand into the right pocket of her skirt. HOLY "F"!!! She must have unstitched the bottom of the pocket and before I knew it. She was touching herself. Rubbing up and down sometimes in a circular motion, slowly. Masturbating in public right before my very eyes. I quit reading and just watched until her eyes closed and her body shivered like she was standing naked at the north pole and her face blushed red with pleasure.

I would have to say it was an immense orgasm and that it took some work to cover up. After she had settled and regained her composure she began to collect her things. I asked, "do you come (with a very slight pause, hoping she would "get it") here often?" "Mon, Wed and Thur., she replied. I have extra curricular college classes on Tue and Fri, but YEA, I'm usually here."

With that I said, "I hope to see you Wednesday."

With that she replied, "You probably will." : )

"Have a nice day." 'I'm off to a great start." She replied. I watched her walk away. I stared back at the chair she was sitting in and noticed a small pink bow stuck between the seat cushion and the arm rest. I knew exactly what it was. I switched seats quickly and palmed the soft silky panties it was attached to. Folded nicely. I wasn't sure if it was an accident, they fell out of her pocket, or if she did it on purpose. never the less, they were hers. Now they were mine : ) Same perfume, maybe body wash? Damp. REALLY damp. I pocketed them till I got to my van.

Once in my van I held them to my nose and breathed in deep. INTOXICATING!! is an understatement. I carefully unfolded them examining the crotch. They weren't damp, They were coated with a very large spot of thick white creamy goo. Apparently she was extremely excited.

It was fun. I wondered what could possibly happen next. So, Tuesday rolls around and I have an appointment with the eye doctor. The waiting room is packed. I sat down across from a couple. Straight in front of me was a man with I guess his wife. He was wearing shorts. The kind, well they're casual like you might wear fishing. Cargo pants I think they're called. You get them at a sports outfitters store

He seemed really antsy, and kept changing positions. Until (not what I wanted see). but his package was completely visible, no under ware. I thought to myself, after my eye exam, I'll be heading to the out fitters store. Once there, I chose 4 or 5 different pairs, then sat on the bench in the dressing room in front of the mirror for a half an hour trying to decide which pair offered the best view and was discrete. BINGO, I found the pair. I put the unwanted ones back on the rack and headed to the check out counter. "Find what you were looking for?" "Absolutely"

So I have her panties. I'm married, and I know she is married. Wedding band and big diamond ring. What to do now? I want to talk to her, but how?

I thought, if Wednesday goes like Monday and she gets up to go to the ladies room I could return her panties into her book bag. She would have to know it was me. So I got a sticky note, a small one, 1" by 1 1/2". Wrote "Must talk, totally discrete," along with my email address, and hoped for the best. I stuck it under the tab on the back side of her panties under the little flap that says, "made in.....M, machine wash in cold water. I figured sooner or later she would discover them.

Wednesday came, I had arrived earlier than Monday. Hoping like hell she would show up. To my amazement, she did. Same white dress. I thought "COOL". As she sat I discovered todays color was red. Already in a position that she had a clear view. Still soft. But ready! It wasn't minutes before she asked is I'd watch her stuff while pointing to her book. I politely nodded yes. Thinking, "Hell yeh I'll watch......everything you do."

She left and shortly returned. And again. her panties had vanished. I have never seen a clitoris so swollen. Well I have, but it has been awhile. She wasted no time in letting me see it. I began to swell, hoping I didn't stick out of my shorts and get myself in trouble. She just stared, without reservation. I just grew bigger. Till I was hard as a rock. She again, got into her position and began rubbing her clitoris. I thought this woman is as crazy as I am. She got herself off then collected her things. Frustrated, still throbbing. Not being able to just get it out and stroke myself. It was a public place after all.

She collected her stuff, smiled, pleasantly said (with a question mark) see you again? I just nodded yes, and replied, "if everything goes right." Then watched her walk away.

Since she was gone I didn't really have any reason to hang around. I checked out my book and headed to my van. I was parked on the back row in the corner. As I sat there I couldn't control my urge to masturbate after witnessing her beautiful display. I leaned the seat back and unbuttoned, then unzipped my shorts. Pulling them down just enough to get it out. It felt good, really good. I rolled the windows down to catch the breeze. Sat there, slowly stroking my throbbing member.

Oblivious to the world around me. The van is really high in it's stance. No one could see what I was doing. Out of the blue I hear, "PLEASE don't stop." Scared the shit out of me as I attempted to cover up. She was standing at the passenger door. She hadn't actually left. "Can I watch.?" Surprised and confused I reached down and pushed the unlock button. She took it as yes and opened the door and settled into the passenger seat. Lifted the arm rail and turned toward me. She lifted her bottom off the seat and pulled her skirt up to her waist. "THIS IS SO HOT." as she began rubbing her clitoris. Staring at my hard dick.

I could smell her scent, it filled the cab. She rubbed frantically. Then began to finger fuck herself as she watched me stoke myself. "Can I taste you.?" I asked. Her eyes lit up. "Are you serious?" "stick your fingers in my mouth." I replied. She held her hand up and I took her wrist and guided them into my eagerly waiting mouth. I sucked them clean of all the frothy cream covering them. It turned her on into superdrive. She said, "I think I'm going to cum."

"WAIT!." I reached for the lever that makes the seat spin around so she was facing the back of my van. Got up and knelt down between her legs. "You are, in my mouth." I kissed the inside of her thighs till I ran out of thigh and took her swollen clitoris into my mouth. "OMG!" Within seconds her body responded with a huge orgasm.

"What about you?" I grabbed myself and said, "I'm good" Then shot my wad all over her open legs. She looked delirious and somewhat confused. I don't think I have ever had such an intense and satisfying orgasm. "Can we do this again?" I asked. She didn't say a word, just nodded YES!. Then said "no one has ever made me cum in their mouth." "Have now!!!."

Look through your book bag you'll know how to contact me. It surprised her when I began to lick up all the cum I had squirted all over her. Once done she rearranged her clothing and left my van. Somewhat dazed and confused. I don' think she was expecting that.

I missed Thursday. Important stuff to do. However I DID receive an email from her on Sunday.

To be continued.