Katie was deep in the bookshelves of the library, head buried in a book with her long auburn hair shading her heart shaped face and long, pale neck. She was dressed in red sneakers, white knee-high socks covering her slim calves. She wasn't very tall, but her waist was slim with a dark blue pleated skirt showing off her pale knees and round ass pushing the skirt higher. Her breasts bulged against the buttons of her white short-sleeve shirt and pushed the red vest she wore, open wide. Her pink back-pack was covered in buttons and patches, with a furry little kitten key chain hanging off of it. Her thick black glasses hid her bright blue eyes, wide and enthralled with the pages before her. She had no idea of what went about around her, so entranced by the book in her hands; her red lips were parted with the tip of her moist, pink tongue showing. She was soft in all the right places and her body screamed sex, but the tilt of her head and the curtain of her hair betrayed her shyness.
Diane uncrossed her tightly clad denim legs, staring fixed at Katie in the bookshelves feeling her mouth water at the sight of her. Deliberately she placed her feet down on the floor, the carpet parting for the red, vinyl stiletto heels as she stood. Straightening her large tits in the very low-cut white cotton t-shirt and reached up, to pull the bright pink strap straight on her lace bra. She knew the white t-shirt wasn't the right color to hide that pink bra, and she had picked it on purpose to show off every inch of her large, straining tits. Diane leaned down to pick up her bag, pushing her curly blonde hair off of her shoulder and placing the strap of the lap-top bag over her head. The action made her breasts bounce in their pink lace cups and bounce against the taut white t-shirt. Her lips were bright red, her face oval with large green eyes framed in dark lashes. She was round, curvy, and knew exactly how to enhance those assets.
Diane started down the aisle, a slow prowl towards Katie, the entire time looking over Katie's body and feeling her pussy moisten. Her panties were starting to get soaked at the sight of her classmate. Diane couldn't keep her eyes off Katie's round ass, and Katie's skirt tempted her to look and see if there was a thong splitting her gorgeous cheeks.
Diane stopped and leaned against the book case, next to Katie. Diane wasn't even sure that Katie realized she was there, her eyes fastened to the book in her hands. Diane stared at the straining shirt before her and smiled as she detected the imprint of round nipple rings against the fabric. She looked up at Katie and realized her pale, freckled skin was now covered in a reddish blush. And Diane knew that Katie knew she was there, and staring straight at her large tits.
"Hello Katie," Diane said softly and watched as Katie turned even darker red.
Katie tipped her head down further and her auburn hair became a curtain between them.
"He . . hello. . . Diane," she stuttered in a whisper.
Diane smiled and stepped up to Katie, the book pressing into her own voluptuous breasts; as she tried to look beneath the curtain of Katie's hair. She reached out and pushed aside the soft red tresses, revealing Katie's pink face and wide blue eyes. Eyes, shocked and immediately caught by Diane's hungry gaze.
"Katie," she purred. "You have the most beautiful hair." And Diane ran her hands through Katie's silky tresses, watching as Katie's mouth parted in shock and a soft moan escaped her pink lips. Katie's cotton panties became wet at Diane's touch and her entire body felt it as if it was on fire. She couldn't move even if she wanted to, and she was on fire with a blush that probably made her as red as her vest.
"Th . . thanks," Katie stuttered again in reply, feeling herself red hot in embarrassment as her lips stuttered her betrayal. Katie swallowed and licked her lips, the tip of her pink tongue poking in and out of her wet mouth.
