I'd been avoiding returning to the main library for over a week, instead opting for another library on campus that was further from my classes. My lab mate who I always studied with thought it was weird that I changed our spot, but she didn't seem to mind because the smaller library had a cheaper coffee spot in the lobby than the main one did. It wasn't hard for me to avoid the library at first, but then one night, I had an incredibly vivid dream reminding me of what had happened, and after that, I was a goner. I spent the whole next day in lecture day-dreaming about the INFO booth guy fucking the girl in the pink dress except in my head, I got to join in. This went on into my study period, and I couldn't focus at all.
"Fuck it" I thought, "I bet if I go to there I won't even see him and then it will be out of my system." Maybe I actually believed this, or maybe I just needed some half-hearted justification to go to the main library again, because lets be real - I did secretly hope I would see him again.
I told my friend I was bailing early, picked up my stuff, and started to walk to the main library. On the way there, I passed a table set up by the student union where they were handing out various freebies that I grabbed - some candies, a stress ball, and a keychain. As walked towards the library, I got more anxious and even started to use the stress ball I'd just grabbed. Of course, I didn't think I'd see him, but just in case I did, I pulled out my phone and used the front-facing camera to peek at how I looked. As always, I was wearing something pretty basic - just a crop top and some plain black leggings. My hair wasn't too messy but I decided to tie it up just in case and before I knew it, I was there.
"Why am I nervous?" I thought to myself. "Even if you do see him, who said anything is going to happen anyways."
I stepped into the lobby and felt both relief and disappointment when I saw an older woman behind the INFO desk instead of the tall, cute guy with glasses. I headed to a quiet area with some computers and logged in. I tried to get some work done, but my mind was still wandering back to touching myself between the stacks and how hot it felt to be doing that somewhere that getting caught was a possibility.
Then it occurred to me - here I was, technically in public so I could get caught, but in a quiet enough spot that I probably wouldn't. I decided to pull up a favourite amateur website of mine on the school computer and started to watch a couple I like go at it. Being on a school computer added another layer of danger which made everything seem even hotter. I slid my hand between my legs and started to rub myself over my leggings. Of course, I had to be extra careful to be quiet and stay sitting normally, just in case anyone walked by or something.
"Ah-hem" came a noise from behind me. I rolled my eyes, annoyed that I was being interrupted, but that feeling lasted only a millisecond.
"Oh shi-" I began to say, as I turned to see none other than the cute library guy who only a week earlier I'd watched rail a girl on the fifth floor.
"Did this guy seriously catch me watching porn? What kind of fucking cliche is this?" I thought as he smirked at me.
"You know, people usually come to the library to do schoolwork," he said. "Apparently not you though, huh."
"Um - I can explain, I was looking something up, and then this pop-up..."
"Look I don't really care about your excuse, you aren't in trouble, but you can't do that shit here, especially twice in a row."
Was this guy serious? He was the one fucking someone at his job, and he was telling me what to do? I started to grab my stuff to leave and stood up when he grabbed my wrist and got really close to me.
"Meet me on the fifth floor," he whispered in my ear, and then he left.
"Um what the fuck? Who does this guy even think he is?" I thought to myself. "I dont even know this guy and he's telling me to come meet me?!"
I started to walk towards the library exit seriously pissed off at this dude. I even got to the first set of exit doors, and laughed at the image of him waiting for me all alone. "Maybe he would just have to stroke one out all alone..." was the thought that now had me wondering what his dick would look like up close.
Next thing I know I'm in the elevators pushing the button labelled "5". And then I'm walking through the stacks to the back corner where I knew this library guy would be. Except he wasn't there. I'm thinking maybe I was too eager and got there first, so I decide to wait five minutes and browse my phone. As I'm waiting, the anticipation of what could happen has me getting more and more turned on. Five minutes became ten, and then fifteen. Just when I thought "Fuck this", I heard footsteps approaching me.
There he was, the cocky library guy who was just sooo sure I'd meet him. He was pretty tall - at least 6 feet - and was cute if you are into the whole hot nerd thing. He walked right up to me and grabbed me by the waistband of my leggings to pull me closer to him, and then... he laughed. This guy was laughing at me!
"God you are such a slut. I made you wait more than ten minutes and you are still here?"
Well damn. He was kind of right. Why did I wait for some dude I don't even know? And why did I almost cream my panties just from him calling me a slut?
He started rubbing my crotch through my leggings and I heard him using his other hand to get out his keys from his pocket. I didn't even have enough time to question what he was doing before he flipped open a tool knife and cut the back of my leggings. He switched his hand from my front to between my legs where he had cut a hole and started to touch me over my panties. I was dying for him to move them aside and touch me properly but he just kept teasing me.
"Wow your underwear are soaked, huh slut?," he whispered in my ear. I blushed hard when he called me that, no one had ever said anything like that to me before, and it made me feel amazing.
I reached behind me to try and feel his dick but he slapped my hand away. Instead he turned me around and asked if I wanted his dick. I nodded.
