Janet P.O.V
"Ugh! When is Mike coming back from his break! I told him we had to clean the library today!" I yelled in the empty library. I'm stuck working on a Friday night. What's worse is my coworker, Mike, is on the same shift. You think being one strike away from being fired would make him work harder. Nope! He's still just doing the bare minimum.
It totally sucks because today we have to clean the library. Well, clean what the school janitors don't clean at night. The monthly cleaning just had to be on my shift. Why did I get paired with Mike? I would be so much happier having anyone, but Mike. I'll just sort the lost and found bin at the front counter until Mike comes back whatever the hell he's doing.
"Seriously? A pocket watch? Someone lost a pocket watch at the library?" I was holding a pocket watch somebody placed in the bin. Who would even use a pocket watch when phones exist. I mean they both go into pockets, but a phone tells time and more. I bet the owner just wanted to show off.
"Still looks new. But I don't see any brand name or engraving. Wonder if somebody will come looking for it," I said as I held the watch in front of my face. 11:20 is the current time. Where the hell is Mike! He should be back already. They just had to hire a freshman to work at the college library. Still feeling angry, I went back to focusing on the watch.
"This watch sure is beautiful..."
I'm still holding the watch in front of me. Something about the watch is just so captivating. I can even hear the ticking sound because the library's empty. I'm just watching the hand move, not thinking about anything. The only sound being the watch and my slow breathing. I even feel myself becoming calmer.
"Wow...I can't take my eyes off it," I whispered.
Mike P.O.V
I'm so dumb! Why did I spend so much time chatting with my friends! I should've checked the time, I have a phone! And I'm working with Janet who's like the most uptight about work. Fuck...I'm getting another strike. I can already picture Janet talking with management about my tardiness.
"I-I'm back Janet. Please don't tell Sarah I was late again. I promise to make up for it," I said to Janet when I finally made it to the front counter. "Um Janet?" I said her name again.
Why is she just sitting there looking at the watch? Is she okay? I mean she looks very relaxed. But she hasn't looked at me yet. Is this some sort of power move?
Minutes passed. I'm still just standing on the other side of the counter. Watching Janet as she stares at the watch. Janet still didn't say anything or changed her relaxed looking face. It was like the watch was the only thing that existed. Like she was hypnotized by it or something. I decided to say something.
"Janet um...Are you feeling fine?"
"Yes...I'm fine," she said softly.
"What are you doing?"
"Just staring...at the watch."
"It looks like you're hypnotized."
"I'm...hypnotized."
"Yea. You look like one of those volunteers at a hypnotist show. Relaxed and hypnotized. Ready to obey every single command," I mean she does like that. Only she's a hot third-year college student.
"Yes...obey," she said.
My eyes widened when Janet said obey. Was Janet actually hypnotized? There's no way I found Janet hypnotized. I mean, there's no way she hypnotized herself with that watch. I mean, it's just a pocket watch. Right?
"Janet, hand me the watch," I said. After she gave the watch, Janet's eyes were still not focused on anything. It was like she was waiting for my next command. I put my hand in front of her face.
"When I snap my fingers, you'll start putting away the returned books."
*snap*
As much as I wanted to tell Janet to give me a blowjob, I was still worried about her waking up or worse, faking it. So I decided to test the waters. I watched as Janet stood up and started to push the cart full of returned books. Soon, she was quietly putting books back where they belong.
I followed Janet around as she was putting them back. I was checking her ass every time she would bend down to the bottom shelf. Wondering if she would wake up or say anything. I even blocked her way in an aisle and all she did was stand still. She only moved again when I got out of her way.
"Janet really is hypnotized! Holy shit," I muttered. I have a hot college girl ready to obey. I quickly stood in front of Janet as she walked back to the cart. "When I snap my fingers Janet, you'll think you're a statue."
*snap*
Janet stopped moving, just like I told her. I took a deep breath and put my hands on her shoulders. When she didn't react, I moved both my hands down to her tits. "Holy shit. They feel so good," I said as I played with her big tits. They felt good even under her shirt.
I pulled her close so I could play with her ass. I even smelled her hair since we're practically hugging. Well I was, she still wasn't moving. Even so, pressing my chest against her soft tits as I rub my hand on her ass felt good. She smells so good!
"What am I doing! I have a hypnotized girl and I'm just touching and smelling her?" I let go of Janet and started to think about what I can make her do. Hmm...Sex is obviously the right answer. But we still have to clean up the library. I know! "Janet, when I snap my fingers-"
Janet P.O.V
"Janet! Pirouette!" My teacher yelled. I held onto the books tightly as I performed a pirouette. I tried my best to twirl, but it's so hard to spin on the carpet. Teacher said that the rougher floor will help me improve. He even has me putting away books to build my core. He's so smart!
"You're doing great. Only on more floor to go Janet" my teacher said.
"Yes Teacher!"
"Wasn't it a good idea that I told you to take off your skinny jeans?"
"Yes Teacher! I can stretch my legs easily now!" I replied. It was following Teacher command in those jeans. Thankfully, Teacher doesn't mind me doing ballerina in just my panties and shirt.
"Do an arabesque and hold it."
"Yes Teacher!" I immediately got on one leg and stretched the other behind me. Teacher walked behind me as I held the pose. I almost fell when I felt his hands touching my legs.
"Your leg is too low. Let me show you where your leg is supposed to be. Hold on to the bookcase," Teacher said. I felt him rub my legs as he moved his hands.
"Remember, it's supposed to go this high." Oh! Teacher hands feel good. I try not to moan loudly, but it's so hard when his fingers are close to my pussy. He could probably see how wet my panties were.
"Mmm!" I whimpered. Hoping Teacher could hear how much I like him touching me. I'm getting so turned on from Teacher holding me. I feel my panties getting wetter and wetter. I know I'm supposed to be learning ballet from him, but I wouldn't mind if we did some "stretches" together first. Hehehe.
I continued to show off my ballet as I put books back on the shelves. A plié to show my balance. A Sauté with books in my hands as I went between bookshelves. Sometimes Teacher would say a specific move and I would do it slowly so he could watch my form.
"Careful Janet. You shouldn't jump so high in the library," Teacher said to me. Although he told me to be careful, I could see he was smiling at me. That must mean I'm doing a good job.
Mike P.O.V
Holy crap! I didn't think Janet was hypnotized. But telling her to think she's a ballerina and I'm her hot teacher was the most amazing thing ever. Watching her do ballet in her panties was so hot. Janet is so talented.
"Teacher! ha...I'm finished! How did I do?" She asked. I could see how sweaty she got from all the dancing. And how wet her panties were from my constantly groping.
"You did good. You'll definitely be the world's best ballerina soon."
Janet was giggling like a little school. Happy from my compliment. That suggestion to make her think she's a ballerina and I'm her hot teacher really worked. She didn't even complain when I rubbed my hands around her pussy.
