Alex had been walking around the town for most part of the morning, just enjoying the weather and the accompanying Scottish scenery. Feeling tired and looking for some alternative, he was delighted to see the town library ahead. He always enjoyed sitting down and reading, science fiction and mysteries in particular and if they were books with collection of stories, he could sit down and read for quite a while before he did anything else. Taking a break from sightseeing, he walked into the library. Wandering around through the stacks of books, he noticed someone sitting at one of the desks with a laptop and moved towards her. As he stood beside her, he noticed her flaming hair, blue jeans, and a white tie up top, with some kind of intriguing pattern on it. He wasn't paying much attention to any of those because he was much more interested in the rise and fall of the curve of her breasts as she moved while typing.
She noticed someone beside her and looked towards him, he sat beside her and asked what she was doing.
"Writing", she said, smiling her dark green eyes. She found him to be a little older with locks of brown and grey hair, brown eyes and wearing beige pants with a black shirt.
"What are you writing?" he asked moving closer looking at her screen.
"I have a blog where I write erotic stories. I post new stories almost every day."
"Erotic stories, hmm?"
"Yes. Here's my blog."
She clicked open a browser window and a small picture of her in a sheer white dress popped up, and after a few more clicks a bunch of erotic photos and series of stories followed. As she scrolled down, he read the titles, "Elevator - Chapter 2", "The Cowboy and the Lady", "Blind Date".
"Interesting ", he said. "Where do you get your ideas?"
"Some are real, and some are made up, but I'm not going into detail", she smiled again.
"I'm Alex", he said holding out his right hand.
"Kat", she replied, taking his, and resting hers in it. He gripped her hand firmly, and shook, looking into her eyes. She could feel his gaze piercing her.
"You look like you've been working up a sweat", she commented.
"I decided to have a break from sightseeing, but couldn't realize earlier that the scenery was going to be just as good in the local library."
She smiled at him again, letting go of his hand, her face reddening slightly. He wasn't the most handsome man in the world, but she felt warmth emanating from him. He moved a little closer and asked "What else do you do, besides writing?"
She found herself opening up to him, talking about her college, her boring lecturers and her job at the museum. In turn, he smiled and discussed about his job as a being professor back home "giving out boring lectures", his love of travel, and details about some of the places he had been, or had yet to go. Almost an hour passed as they sat in the corner of the library and it felt comfortable. She asked him if he wanted to read one of her stories, and when he nodded, she opened one of her favourite stories for him and moved her laptop over. He became engrossed in it, scrolling down page by page slowly. He found himself shifting a bit when he came to the naughtier bits. When he finished it, she could see that his breathing was a little harder.
"Did you like it?" she asked.
"Very much so", he answered looking into her eyes again. "You know, this place doesn't seem too busy for a library."
"Most people are outside somewhere, not sitting on computers in a library", she answered.
"They don't know what they are missing", he responded, moving his hand over, touching hers lightly, tracing his finger up her bare arm. As she turned to him he moved his hands to hold her face giving her a kiss, his lips lightly brushing hers. "Cherry flavoured?" he asked.
"Hmm", she replied, wrapping her hands around him, pulling him to her, kissing him hard and her hands roaming across his back. He moved his hands around her back too, pressing her to him and felt her breasts against him and her nipples hard as they brushed against the dual fabric of her top and his shirt. She let out a low moan. Still kissing her, his hand moved down between her legs, slowly tracing the space between her legs through her jeans. She shifted her legs, opening them up, giving him more room as he continued pushing his palm against her, cupping her sex, and rubbing her slowly through her jeans.
She arched her back into his hand,
"Mmmm... that feels wonderful", she said. She couldn't believe what she was doing in the middle of the day, none the less with a man who she had just met. As he was touching her through her jeans, she was getting wetter and she was more turned on just by thinking about what was happening.
"Someone could see," she said in a breathless voice, trailing her hand up his leg.
"Let them," he replied, unzipping her jeans and plunging his hand down them. She wore white lace briefs; "classy girl", he thought, cupping her through the lace, before sliding his hand under into her dripping hot cunt.
"Mmmm...ohhh yes Alex," she moaned unzipping his jeans to repay the favour. She took him in her hand. He was already hot and hard. She started stroking him slowly, running her thumb over the tip, and spreading his pre-cum.
"Oh... Fuck," he muttered under his breath.
He slid a finger inside her, causing her to buck on his hand.
