Mid-summer, high noon. The heat radiated everywhere. The humidity made the heat in the air heavy. The walk to the library, though only five minutes, made her feel as though she were in an oven. Though her long, curly brown hair was up in a bun, there were drops of perspiration sliding down her face and neck. Though she wore a bikini top covered only by a thin button-down shirt, her back was wet with perspiration. And she felt drops slide from her neck down between her breasts. Her legs were bare save for a well worn pair of cut-off jean shorts, the thong bikini bottom beneath them.
As soon as she entered the library the coolness gave her chills, making her nipples hard. Smiling she glanced around and saw no one, save the desk clerk. As he returned her smile she took note of him.
At least 6 ft tall, judging by her own height of just 5 ft, and with a build so muscular he must work out. Dark skin, dark brown hair, deep green eyes, and a great smile. "Damn," she thought, "that is one fine man." She stood a little taller, which caused her breasts and erect nipples to protrude even farther. She saw him look at them, then at her sky-blue eyes. She ran a hand down her neck and between her cleavage, her eyes never leaving his, and licked her lips. She walked up to him and, leaning onto the counter, looked at his name tag, "Joe", and asked where the coolest part of the library was. He smiled and pointed to a secluded corner, just slightly darker than everywhere else. Smiling up at him she asked if there was anyone there. He said no, they were alone. She asked if he'd mind if she went to cool off in private, and he said no. She smiled as she began unbuttoning her shirt.
His eyes following her every move, his breathing becoming shallow, he tried to swallow past the lump in his throat. All buttons open, he got a good look at her 36C full, creamy breasts, barely contained in her top. Licking his lips he looked up as she smiled. She walked towards the area slowly, turned around and said thanks.
Once in the nook she found a few high back wooden chairs around a table, a leather sofa and two leather chairs with an end table between them. Choosing a wooden chair, she placed it in a direct path of an AC vent and sat. The cool air chilled her sweat-dampened skin, hardening her nipples and causing goose-flesh across her bare skin.
Closing her eyes, she began to fantasize about the desk clerk breathing on her nipples, touching them, and she twitched with the thought. Slowly she began to caress her own nipple through her top, still fantasizing. As she imagined him licking her nipple, she slid her hand into her top and began pinching and rubbing the nipple, softly moaning. Unaware she was being watched by the very man she sat fantasizing about, she slowly brought her second hand up to her other breast and moaned again.
As she opened her eyes, she saw a small window looking out into a serene garden. There, tall and dark, was a gardener. Wearing only form-fitting jeans, she watched his muscles ripple as he moved, his skin glistening with a sheen of perspiration. As she walked to the window for a better look, she slowly unbuttoned her shorts. Rubbing a nipple with one hand, she unzipped the shorts slowly with the other.
As she watched him work, she imagined him doing things to her. Kissing and licking her nipples, touching her with those big dark hands against her creamy flesh. She moaned at the thought and began to touch herself. So caught up in her fantasy, she slid a hand into her thong and began to rub her clit, feeling it bulb out and harden. She moaned again, pinching her nipple.
As though the gardener heard her, he turned around and saw her.
She saw him smile as he watched her hand inside her top. She licked her lips and smiled at the thought of him watching her masturbate. He started toward the window as she slid a finger into her hot, wet pussy and moaned. Noticing a decidedly large bulge between the gardener's legs, she removed her hand from her breast and motioned the gardener to come to her.
Once in the library, the gardener saw the desk clerk watching the young woman. He closed and locked the library door, and flipped the sign to "closed. While walking towards the nook, he began to unbutton his pants.
The clerk watched. Knowing what was going to happen he felt a thrill run through him.
The gardener asked the clerk, "You want to have some fun?"
Joe replied, "Hell Yeah!"
The two very tall, very dark men entered the nook, pants unbuttoned. The gardener went up behind the young woman and wrapped his arms around her with one hand on her nipple and one in her bikini bottom.
"Allow me to assist you," he all but growled.
She moaned and leaned back against him as he kissed her neck. Sliding her hands around behind her, she began to stroke the bulge between his legs.
He groaned against her neck, "Ooh yeah."
Joe came up as the gardener turned around with her. Joe began feeling her breasts, sliding the tiny triangles of material to the side so he could lick and suck on her very hard nipples.
She started as she felt the extra hands on her body. Seeing the young clerk, she smiled shyly and slowly placed one of her hands on his face as he leaned in to kiss her full on the lips. As their tongues danced, his hands played with her nipples.
