Steve Golden

Line up for the librarian

CHAPTER ONE

Vickie had been reading a sexy novel all morning as she sat primly behind her desk, pretending to work. She could feel quivers between her legs and she rubbed her pussy tensely through her stylish skirt. When a shadow fell across her page and someone coughed to attract her attention, she scowled with annoyance.

"Yes, what is it?" she snapped, looking up at the intruder for the first time. She immediately regretted her harsh tone. Standing before her desk was a strikingly handsome young man in a tweed jacket. He had several books under his arm and was staring at her warmly.

"I need some help, I'm afraid. I've been looking for a certain book for over an hour and I've had no luck at all. Will you help me out?"

I'd love to help you out, Vickie said to herself, immediately blushing at her daring thoughts. "Of course, what is it you're looking for?"

He told her, and together they went off to explore the shelves in a remote corner of the library. She found what he was looking for with no problem, but in order to reach it she had to climb up a short ladder. When she turned toward him to show him the book, he was gazing at her oddly.

Vickie found herself examining him in return. He really was very attractive, with broad shoulders and wavy hair and a warm and sexy smile. His eyes were on a level with her crotch. When he reached up a hand to help her down, she grasped it tightly. Vickie herself was surprised at what happened next.

She took his hand and placed it squarely on her knee, just below where her skirt had risen on her thigh. She stared down at him strangely, her big blue eyes flashing behind her huge reading glasses. Then she moved one step down on the ladder, so that his palm moved several inches higher over her pantyhose.

What was she doing! Just what in hell was she doing! In her three years as a librarian, she'd never so much as been out on a date with any of the patrons, and suddenly she was inviting this good-looking young man to feel her up! It must be that damn book! Yes, that damn sexy book was making her all hot and bothered and she was getting herself in trouble. But his hand felt so good!

As if understanding her feelings, and without saying a word, the young man slid his hand slowly up Vickie's thigh, marveling at the smooth slender flesh. He kept his eyes glued to hers and didn't move. The only visible motion between them was the wriggling of her stylish skirt as his hand explored beneath it.