The Coxville Curse Part 2: Chapter 6: The Librarian, The Nerd, and The Pothead
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October 05, 2009: Monday
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Just look at that little shit teasing me with his big black cock, thought Bobbie Sue looking up from the circulation desk at Melvin. He was sitting at one of the library computers typing away, seemingly unaware of his teacher's attention. It had been ten days, TEN DAYS, since she'd had sex. Well that wasn't true. She'd made love to her husband David twice since first being with Melvin. And she'd spent every second of the five minutes it took her husband to orgasm wishing David was thicker, wishing David was longer, wishing David was blacker, wishing David was Melvin. Not a day or even an hour had gone by the past ten days when she hadn't thought about Melvin's cock. She'd agreed that she and Melvin would be fucking again, but she hadn't thought it would take TEN FUCKING DAYS. Of course, some things had come up. She did work three jobs and Melvin had been out sick from school with a cold for three days. Still he hadn't approached her for sex and the thought occurred to her that the little shit was waiting for her to make a move on him.
Exasperated and fighting the slight urge to punch him that she always felt around Melvin, Bobbie Sue finally stepped out from behind the desk to go shelve some returned books. She approached Melvin from behind. Any other high school student with his head bent over a library computer would be looking at porn, but not Melvin. His screen was filled with math symbols and an introduction to string theory. "Hello Melvin," she said.
The scrawny nerd jumped almost as if she had caught him staring at porn. He turned and looked at her, a broad grin spreading across his face under the big glasses that magnified his eyes making them look huge. He got that grin on his face whenever he glanced at her after their encounter. "Ah hi Mrs. Kindle, He he he," he chuckled. "I didn't know you was working."
Bobbie Sue's eye twitched. "Were working," she corrected. Punch him then fuck him. "I'm closing the library tonight."
"And?" he asked.
"And, why don't you stay and help me lock up." She stared at him meaningfully.
"Sure. He he he. I'll hafta... have to call mom and tell her not to pick me up, but I'll stay and help out my married white slut with her needs. He he he."
Bobbie Sue's face drained of color. He'd started talking like that the last time and she liked it, but it was still a little humiliating. "Ssshhh!" she whispered holding her finger over her lips like any librarian shushing a patron.
"Sorry Mrs. Kindle," he said, his voice going higher again. When he tried to talk dirty, his voice tended to go deeper and manlier.
"Just stick around and we'll do some more research." She winked at him. Fuck him, then punch him.
Bobbie Sue went back to her duties. Mondays were always long days. First a good nine hours at school and then another five at the library. Monday nights at the library were always busy. Getting Melvin's cock would be exactly what she needed to relax and feel better. Bobbie Sue shelved some more books suddenly feeling uncomfortable between her thighs. Her panties were wet and clingy. Her pointy nipples were painfully erect and scraping against her bra too. Jesus! She was ready to get black fucked again! Bobbie Sue glanced at the wall clock. It was 6:30 and the library closed at 8:00 on Mondays. Plus, she had at least twenty minutes of closing duties to perform. Too long!
Bobbie Sue Kindle got a moment to sit back down behind the desk. She looked over at Melvin again, happily studying. He didn't look like he was having concentration problems, but he did have a happy grin across his face. Not the least bit attractive or desirable, but she now knew the amazing weapon he was packing in his pants. Bobbie Sue fought the urge to press her crotch down into the sides of the chair. She looked back at the clock and watched the minutes tick past.
Finally, it was closing time. She's just told Melvin to hit the lights and make sure that the doors were locked when disaster struck. He was already unsnapping his suspenders when there came a knocking on the door. Bobbie Sue glanced out and saw the cleaning crew waving at her. "Keep your pants on," she hissed at Melvin. Bobbie Sue faked a smile and went to let the crew inside. "Alright," she said, turning to Melvin. "Library's closed. Time to get out of here, Melvin."
The head cleaning lady watched the dejected looking black teen shuffle past her. It wasn't an unusual sight to see Melvin at the library until the last possible second. "Cheer up kid," she told him. "It's not the end of the world. The library will reopen tomorrow." The cleaning lady watched Melvin step around some of her employees bringing in their gear and leave the building. "Sheesh, that kid must really love the library."
"Home away from home," said Bobbie Sue. "See you next week." The young blonde teacher collected her purse and left the cleaning crew to their business. Melvin was nowhere to be seen. He appeared to have disappeared. Bobbie Sue walked to her car in the parking lot and drove off. She found her student walking briskly down the road and pulled up next to him. Unbeknownst to her, it was the exact intersection where Candy had rescued Willie Long from the mob many years before. "Get in," she told him.
"Thanks for the lift," he told her. "Just drop me off at the entrance to Westside like last time."
"Not until I get some of this," she said, reaching over, and grabbing the swollen tube running down one pant leg.