Let me tell you a story about what happened to me at the library the other night.
I live in a pretty quiet place, but I still enjoy going to the library. There has only been a few librarians that have made me fantasize about them over the years. Last night, I got together with one of them.
She is older than I am. A person can tell when someone takes care of themselves and she is one of them. The way she dresses, looks, walks, talks and works just screams sexy. Her hair and composure just makes you feel good to be around her. In other words, a turn-on.
I began to notice her watching me for the past few weeks. I had always thought she was out of reach for me, but I slowly started to change my mind about this. So when she would steal a peek in my direction, I began to look back and smile. This would bring a smile back to me and a come-on look. It also would give me hard-ons which I couldn't help.
I decided to start taking this a bit further. I would go up to her at her desk or wherever she was and ask for things. Directions, locations of books, questions on whatever, anything really just to chat. The first time I talked to her, she took her time in answering my questions so that we could flirt back and forth for just that much longer.
I would make it a point in getting as large of hard-on as I could before I went up to speak to her, alone. It would cause my pants to bulge out as I would calmly talk and flirt. I would watch her eyes meet mine, then watch them travel down my chest to the bulge in my pants. Loose trousers work best as I do get rather large when turned on. She would let her eyes linger at my bulge, then bring her eyes back up to mine. Her mouth would always be a little open and her breathing a little labored when our eyes met back.
Finally, the one day came that as I asked her a question, she turned to my side, pointed out where a particular book I was looking for was, pushed her breasts into my side and whispered "I hope you come back tomorrow night, I have to leave now." That was the first time our bodies touched, the night before last.
Last night, we got hot.
I went there about an hour before closing. Gosh, she looked great. Mature women are just too sexy when they want to be and she wasn't holding much back.