I like working the late nights at the library, it's quiet and there are fewer and more interesting people. Most nights it's students trying to cramming information into their brains for a test the next morning, or desperately working on an essay that needs to be turned in by midnight. Although some nights the people are much more interesting, and tonight is one of those nights. There's usually a group of people who come in about now and sit and work quietly on their laptops together, a sweet looking computer geeky guy, a young lady who seems to be some sort of theater major or something, always working on plays, or researching new scripts, and this really interesting kind of butch-y looking chick who I catch looking my way just a bit more often than she really should.
I always wonder if she's interested in women or not, she sure looks like your typical dyke, but she always seems to come in with the same guy. You can never really judge people just by their looks anyway, and she plays it cool when she does check people out, but she's always watching people whenever she's in, like they interest her in some way beyond just being other students. I watch them too, but because I'm walking around so much they don't notice me watching them like I notice her watching me, They do appear to be just really good friends, and she does check out the other women that come in, but in a very sly, yet confidant way. Always watching nonetheless, almost like a wolf keeping an eye out for prey.
Tonight though, she's alone. She's working on the computer, yet texting someone on her phone at the same time, I wonder if she's going to make plans with her friends and leave soon, or stay until closing time. I was in an unusually girlie mood when I got ready for work tonight, probably a result of not having gotten any sex in months, I haven't really had anybody interesting to be with and in an offhand way I suppose I've been looking for a new toy. Maybe that kind of influenced why I dressed the way I did tonight. I wore my nice hip-hugging black office skirt and a tight little blouse with the top button undone tonight. Black nylons and a little bit of makeup and some sexy, yet comfortable heels and I put my hair up. I never think it looks good up, but many people comment when I put it up, and I know it really shows off my long, pale neck. I guess some people find that really alluring.
There are very few people in here tonight and as I move around the room doing my tasks I can see her watching me. She tries to be cool about it, but I can see the hint of interest and desire on her face and in the way she watches me. I move around, back into her field of view and 'drop' a book so that I can bend over to pick it up, of course making a point to be facing away with my nicely outlined ass aligned straight to her eyes, and to bend from the waist so that it really shows off my legs and firm butt. I retrieve the book and get it re-shelved and glance her direction as she quickly looks back at her phone, smiling to herself, or perhaps at a text. Or is it at me? I'll have to try something else before I can figure it out, but for right now there are still too many people in here so I go back to the check-out desk.
The cool thing about being up here though is that since there are several computers I can adjust one of the unused monitors so that I can watch her in the reflection from where I sit. Whenever she thinks I'm busy I can see her watching me intently. Occasionally I catch her and smile at her but she tries to look all cool and pretend she wasn't looking at me, but I can see her and she doesn't know that.
My feet are getting tired of the heels, so I pull up one of the high stools we have behind the desk and slide myself onto it, crossing my legs high enough that I know she can see plenty of leg and just a peek of thigh as my skirt slides up when I sit like this. Then I just sit back, look busy, and enjoy watching her gaze at my longs legs. Doesn't take long at all for her to notice either, and her mood has shifted, she's no longer checking her phone, and has shut the laptop. I hope that doesn't mean she's leaving though because the library closes in about 20 minutes and I'm kind of hoping she's still here at close, no one has shown this kind of genuine interest in me in a long time. I watch her, reflected in the spare monitor, watching me for a bit and yes, she's definitely got some sort of interest in me. She's just kind of sitting there contentedly, watching me work and smiling in that sly, confidant way I've seen so many times before. I have no idea still if her interest is just friendly, or if indeed she might be bi or gay and actually interested in me that way. I guess I'll have to do a bit more 'research' then won't I?
I grab some books to re-shelved and move off to through the rows of shelves; I can feel her eyes on me as I go. Once I'm back where she can't see me I undo one more button on the blouse, exposing my fair breasts just a bit more and readjust the girls so that my cleavage is more evident thorough the open blouse top. I move back into her sight and file some books onto a random shelve, I'll have to retrieve them tomorrow and put them where they really go, but hearing her suck in her breath when I bent down to reach the bottom shelve was worth it. Not so cool and sly now is she? I glance over her way and smile again as I move away, and this time she smiles back and tips her hat just a bit as if to say 'how you doing lady'. It's a sweet gesture, coy, yet still showing interest and respect all at the same time. I like it, and smile to myself as I finish putting the rest of the books away. Maybe this will turn into some fun after all.
As I move back up to the desk I notice that there are very few people left in the building now, and I glance at the clock above me desk. Ten minutes to closing time. Usually I announce that over the speaker system, but tonight I think I just may go remind people in person. I wander over to one of the remaining table of students and let them know and they promptly pack up their laptops and books and move to the doors, talking quietly amongst themselves as they go.
I move over towards Ms Sly Dykes table and she looks up as I get near, should I lean over from the far side so she can see my slightly exposed breasts, or go to her side? I decide to come in from the side, and lean over just a bit as I speak to her, placing one hand on the table to steady myself, she looks up at me as I do. "Library's closing soon hon, if you're still here when I lock the doors you'll get put to work."
She smiles sweetly and says "As you wish." and continues to smile.
I recognize the line from 'Princess Bride' and smile back, "I'm serious though, if you stay there are plenty of things that need doing before I can get out of here and grab a beer or something, and I really need that beer."
As I straighten back up she touches my hand lightly, smiles that coy, confidant smile that I recognize so well, and quietly says it again "As you wish".
I almost dash over to the last table to let them know and they see me coming, nod at me, and begin wordlessly putting their notes away and place their books back on the cart for me to re-shelf. I wonder if she saw the skip in my step as I went. I smile at the idea of maybe having some extra help (and possibly some fun) and push the cart back up to the front. Grabbing the keys from the desk I make a point to look at the clock and wave them in her direction as I head for the back of the room to make sure everyone is out. She's put her stuff away, but has made no move to leave, just sitting contentedly, hands crossed over her ample chest, watching me as I go about the closing up routine.
My mind wanders to thoughts of that ample chest, gloriously large breasts that look like they could use my kind of loving, just a bit rough, a bit in control, but still gentle enough so as not to be the way that men often are with girls. Mmm, but I must finish my last check for people before I can even go back up and see if she stayed. I hurry along the back wall, peeking through the rows of bookshelves to see if I can spot her still sitting there. My heart plunges as I notice the table is now empty and I pout just a little in defeat, oh well, it will be a well-deserved beer tonight and then another night home alone with my personal toys then. I swing out to the side hall to quickly check the restrooms and then continue up towards the front desks. I'm moving slower and have my head down in defeat and almost crash into a body right in front of the shelving cart! A firm hand reaches to steady me, and a low but sultry voice asks "You alright darling?"
I look up and she's there, smiling at me. "You said if I stayed you'd put me to work, that offer still good?"
I swallow hard and quickly grab some books from the cart, "Sure, you know what you're doing, or would you like me to show you?" I ask.
"I know, but I'd rather stick by you" she says with a smile, taking the books from my hand and lightly touching my arm again.
"My name's JaamE." I stammer.
"I know" she replies, with that cool grin, "I've been watching you for quite a while."
I step back to size her up and she does the same to me, glancing down the length of my body to my silky legs and back up to my nervous smile. "My name's Anne, and I don't bite" she says, and moves to start putting books back on the shelves.
