Amanda P.O.V
"Hey, Amanda can you lock up tonight?" Shelly, the lady behind the desk asked.
"Sure, I've got keys," I laughed, and jingled the keys in my hand.
"Thanks. Oh, and there will be people here overnight moving the shelves in the children's circle. Tell them what to do, and then you can leave" She said, and I watched her pack her things into a bag. I nodded, and looked at the cart of books I was supposed to finish putting on shelves.
"Great, I'll see you tomorrow." I said, and let her leave.
It was hot in the library, and since I was on the top floor it was even hotter. I looked down at the shirt I was wearing. It seemed to be about eighty, with the heavy shirt on.
Knowing no one would be here for at least an hour, I took it off. I left my shorts on.
I finished putting the books on shelves, and left my shirt on the top floor as I headed to the last shelf on the last floor. I took the elevator down, and pushed the cart out towards the offices.
Walking to the back of the floor, I put the cart back where it should go. I heard voices, that sounded like several guys. Oh no, were the people the library hired to move the shelves already here?
Here I was, only in a bra and shorts. I would have to pass them on my way out. And what I was wearing left nothing to the imagination.
It was colder on this floor, and my nipples were starting to harden. I was wearing shorts, that were tight and exposed most of my perky ass.
"Hey, is anyone here? We heard a girl named Amanda was supposed to show us where to move things!" One of them yelled. I panicked, knowing the office light was the only one on.
I heard their footsteps getting closer, and decided I shouldn't be hiding. All I had to do was tell them what to do and leave, right?