A Chance Meeting (closed for nyteowl and myself)

krazykyotee

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It was a cold drizzly day outside, with the occasional downpour, that made you want to go home and curl up in a blanket. Dark grew clouds rolled across the skies, and even now the streetlights were on early. Hardly anyone moved in the library today, all the kids having been sent home early, and it being close to closing. Robert wouldn't have been there either, but it was tax time again. He always did his own taxes, and perfered to look things up in a book than scroll thru some computer screen. He was the only person seated, with boks sprewn around him, scrawling notes on a legal pad. So lost in his work, he almost did not see her come in..
 
She walked through the double glass doors heading for the information desk. She loved the smell of the library, she always felt comfortable and safe there. She spoke softly to the white-haired lady sitting behind the desk. She was looking to use the computers for some research. She handed over her driver's license, she hated that picture. Elizabeth was the name her license, but she went by Liz. As she walked away from the desk and headed toward the computers, she saw him. He never noticed her. She studied him. His presence struck her somehow but she wasn't sure why. Had she met him before?
 
Robert wrote down yet another deduction he could take, his hands a bit cramped from all the writing. The distinctive snap of the end of the lead breaking off let loos e a quiet curse from him. Pushing the chair back, he got up to sharpen it on a pillar. It was then he noticed her, taking a seat at a public computer. From what he say, she was pretty attractive.. but then it struck him, he knew her...Liz... thats it. They'd met a few times at a mutual friend's house parties, but never really talked much. He was with someone, or she was. But now RObert was quite single, and, putting caution to the wind, he stepped up beside her as she sat there.

"Ah, hello there... Liz? isn't it?" Robert asked, fumbling his words a bit.
 
She was startled. Liz was so focussed on her research, she didn't even hear him approach. She couldn't believe he was standing there. She was just looking at him minutes ago. Thinking she must know him, after all he knew her name, the struggle began as to how she knew him. He evidently knew and she could not let on that she didn't know yet. Looking at him, he was very attractive, definitely her type. His green eyes felt like they looked right through her. His thick dark hair went every which way. He had a smile that melted her, she knew they had met before, but where. Having just gotten out of her last crazy relationship she tried to stay focussed on the task at hand, but she felt something inside her stir.

"Yes, yes, hello. How nice to see you again . . . how are you?"
 
Robert replied, "I'm doing great, it's been a while since one of his parties, hasn't it? Your looking amazing, Liz, well, even with the bit of damp." he chuckled, and gently placed a hand to her brow, stroking a bit of wet hair out of her eyes. His touch on her skin made his heart race a bit...this wasn't really something he did a lot. With a tony bit of reluctance he withdrew his hand, and pulled up a plastic chair next to her, the spacing so tight between computers that his knee touched her thigh.
 
Liz immediately noticed that he said, ' . .one of his parties . .', who was the mysterious "HE"? She forgot about all that as soon as he touched her. His touch was electric on her damp skin. When he pulled up a chair, Liz felt relieved and tense all at once. She didn't want him to leave that was for sure. She enjoyed the electricity between them, but she would have to continue to search for clues to their mutual friend. As she felt his knee rub against her thigh, she felt as though it was just the two of them alone in this place and the temperature seemed to rise. It had only been a few minutes and he had this effect on her, but why?
 
Robert tilte dhis head a bit at her confused look. She obviously recognized him, and from what little he could see and sense, liked him sitting there. What was she confused about? Then it hit him... the parties. Nonchalantly, Robert quipped, "Remember that last party Greg held? Mr experimentation, he tried to do some sort of swinger party, with out telling anyone. Only the good booze he buys and his good taste in party music kept it from being a disaster. I saw you and your, boyfriend?, there. You really didnt seem to be into it, tell you the truth neither was I, but I think our others might have had other plans.. I seem to remember they disappeared for a while." And Robert laughed, trying ot play off the guilt he still felt of his cheating ex girlfriend.
 
GREG! That was it! She was so glad she finally knew, but now she had to address the "party". Arrrggghhhh. She had been to that party with her last crazy ex-boyfriend, Tim. That was the last night she saw him. She remembered his name was Robert and they did end up talking for a while at the party. Turns out Tim, did know about the intension of the party that his friend Greg arranged. After talking with Robert at the party, Liz looked around for Tim. She eventually found him in a room, and he wasn't alone. She didn't realize until now that it was Robert's girlfriend on the bed beneath Tim as he was fucking her. To think that when Tim found himself "caught" by Liz, he asked her to join in. Jerk! Liz sometime wonders what would have happened if she had.

"Yeah, well, I am not seeing Tim anymore, or anyone for that matter." She wanted to make sure he knew she was not seeing anyone. "How about you, are you and your girlfriend still together?" She waited what seemed an hour for his answer as she stared at his very kissable lips.
 
Robert sighed a little, his eyes never leaving hers, enjoying looking into those deep brown eyes. "No, Beth and I broke it off a while ago, actually, me walking in on Beth and two fellas broke it off." The look of understanding she gave him almost made him melt, and he reached over, gently taking one of her hands into his, holding it. "So, you think two scorned folks like ourselves have a chance?"
 
She looked into his beautiful green eyes as he held her hand almost missing what he was saying to her. She had always been attracted to him, but never imagined he would be sitting here with her like this. She felt as if she might melt right then and there. As he spoke, Liz wanted to jump into his big strong arms. Instead, she paid close attention to how her hand felt in his. Robert’s hands were strong but gentle. Liz imagined them unbuttoning her shirt and touching her bare skin. His fingers tracing the deep plunge of her bra as it lay across her breasts.

"So, you think two scorned folks like ourselves have a chance?" he said looking into her eyes.

She shook her head to snap herself out of her fantasy. He looked at her confused. She realized her timing was poor.

“No, no, please don’t misunderstand . . . as you reminded me of that night, the bad memories from Greg’s party came rushing back.” trying desperately to recover her misstep. “I think we both have more than a chance!” She was hoping she understood his innuendo correctly.
 
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Robert glanced around the still library, a thought forming in his mind. Besides themselves there was no one around, the two elderly librarians doing sorting at the front desk. With a bit of a grin on his face, he stood up, taking a firmer hold on her hand. Liz had quite the look of confusion on her face as Robert lead her deeper into the library.

In one corner, all of the reference books of the library were stored. Thick brown tomes lined 3 walls of this small area, with a low table in the center.
Four wooden padded chairs completed the surroundings. From here, across the library from the sign out desks, it was nearly impossible to see who was here.

Turning Liz around, Robert faced her, the back of her upper thighs against the table edge. Leaning close to her, he brought his lips down on hers, a firm kiss, with just a trace of the passion he felt growing inside him. his hands went to her sides, sliding up and down those curves.
 
Liz was confused but, for some reason, trusted Robert. As he led her deeper into the library, her curiosity built. Where were they going? She was not familiar with this library and he seemed to know exactly where to go. He moved with a confidence and purpose. Finally arriving in a discreet location, she was sure no one would know they were there. She felt as safe as ever in this place with him. All of the sudden, he turned her to him. As they faced each other the attraction between them was undeniable. He pressed against her for a kiss. Their bodies felt as though they fit together perfectly. She did not hesitate to return his passionate gesture. Liz barely noticed the table that she was braced against. She thought for a moment, what if he suggested using this table . . . ah, but he wouldn't, would he? As she struggled to dismiss the possibility of her lying spread-eagle on the table she pressed against, his terrific kiss distracted her. She felt comfortable with his hands beginning to trace her sides and kissed him back with the passion that began to well up and release from her. Liz felt like putty in his hands, but began to wonder what he truly had in mind. She gazed up at him not saying a word. Was he testing her?
 
Robert slid his hands down her sides, taking a firm grip on her soft rear cheeks and giving them a squeeze. He enjoyed the muffled moan of surprise she gave, unable to ully speak with thier lips still together.Taking a hold under her, he half lifted, half shoved her behind onto the table, leaving her feet swinging free. He wasn't sure how long they kissed, heads moving side to side, trying to take in more of thier mouths, tongues snaking into each others mouths, exploring.

Breaking their kiss, Robert leaned his head over, planting light kisses up and down her neck, flickering his tongue over her damp skin. His hands were behind her back now, pulling her closer.
 
Liz was completely surprised. She may have let out a whimper, she couldn’t be sure. Robert’s kiss was intense, but she liked it. His lips were soft yet firm and his tongue was delicious. As their tongues met it was perfect harmony. Robert’s approach wasn’t too forceful but determined with passion. Liz couldn’t get enough of the taste of him. She could have kissed him for hours.

As they kissed, Liz felt his hands slide down her body and stopped at her ass. She was unable to react as they kissed. She neglected to feel the normal apprehension she would have with anyone else at this point. Robert squeezed her ass through her skirt and lifted her onto the wooden table she was leaning against leaving her bare legs dangling. In one subtle movement, Robert separated her legs and stood between them. As he pulled her close, he began to deposit soft kisses on her neck. She was sure he couldn’t have known that this maneuver would drive her wild. Liz felt his strong hands on her back now and she slid her hands up his arms to his large shoulders finally resting on the back of his neck at the base of his hairline. Her fingers lightly played with his hair as his kisses dropped to her collarbone. Liz’s legs wrapped around his almost instinctively.

Liz wanted to let go of her passion to him, but she still wasn’t sure what he had in mind. She would never do this type of thing, she was wound too tight and she knew it. He didn’t seem like one to take chances, but that made it all the more exciting. She was drunk with it. A moan snuck out of her and she was completely lost in the moment. Liz forgot where she was but would not trade a minute of his touches. Was this a dream? If this was a dream, she fought not to wake up. Liz had been so focused on work that she forgot how desperately she needed to feel the heat from a man’s embrace.

She wasn’t sure what to expect next. Liz did not have the courage to initiate what she had in mind. She wanted him to know that he was driving her wild to the point of relinquishing herself to him. She felt her heart pound and her breath get short and hot. Liz’s one fear . . . that he would stop.
 
AS he continued kissing the slender neck, Robert couldn't believe what he was doing. This was completly unlike him, taking things so fast, at a almost frantic pace. but ever since he saw Liz across that crowded party room all that time ago, he knew he had to be with her. And here she was, in sensual curves and soft skin, only a touch away.

Kissing downward, his lips passed over her throat, keeping their downward pace, lightly flickering over her chest, and burying his face in the valley between her breasts. Hesitant hands came up, gently starting on the top buttons of her blouse...
 
Liz continued to tremble at Robert’s touch. As he began to unbutton her blouse, she couldn’t believe she was going along with his advances. Robert’s fingers gently touched her skin as he continued to undo the buttons. Liz’s blouse was half open when he stopped and she wondered what was next. Her skin glistened as he slowly traced the deep plunge of her bra as it lay across her breasts, just as she had imagined only moments before. This was too good to be true, it seemed as though he read her thoughts and it heightened her passion.

Liz thought she heard a noise behind the wall of reference books, but she didn’t care and Robert carried on without hesitation. She gazed at his face as his eyes were fixed on her chest, then he looked up at her. She looked into his eyes for reassurance and it was there. There was something about his confidence that turned her on. Liz’s nipples were hard now and were distinctly visible through the light fabric of her bra and blouse. She slowly slid her hands down his back. When got to the hem of his jacket, she reached under it, untucking his polo shirt and moving her hands beneath. She wanted to feel his skin against her, but this would have to do for now. Liz pulled him closer to her. She felt his strong back heave with every breath and she was drenched with desire.
 
Whatever small sounds there were around them, Robert was oblivious to it. Wild horses could have ran by and not broken his attention to the ravising beauty in front of him. That haze of lust was forming in his mind, where everything almost went on autopilot, the passion just driving him along.

With careful hands, he unhooked the front of her lacy bra, freeing her full breasts to the slighty cold air of the library. The rosy tips of Liz's nipples were already rock hard before his hands came down on them. on e in each hand, he gently twisted and pulled, enjoying her reactions. A mouth moves down, closing on a nip, sucking slightly..
 
Liz watched Robert’s hands unhook the front of her bra, his fingers nimble and quick. All at once, she was exposed. Her breasts feeling the cool air of the library with the intermittent warmth of his breath. The excitement overwhelmed her. Robert’s fingers made quick work of her stiff nipples. As he touched them, it was as if electricity ran through her body. Then he began to work her nipples between his fingers, first one then both. She could barely control herself. Her nipples were very sensitive and at the forefront of driving her wild. Liz tried to remain quiet, but that was becoming increasingly more difficult. Normally, she was a very vocal playmate.

Liz placed her hands on the table behind her and leaned back. Her hips began to move subtly on the solid wooden table she sat upon. Her breathing became erratic and she felt as though she might lose her breath completely if he did release her from this moment, but she enjoyed every second. When Robert’s mouth moved down her bare chest, she could hardly stand the anticipation.

As she waited for that exact moment for when his mouth would take hold of one of her nipples, she closed her eyes. The waiting seemed to go on forever. Then, all at once, she felt his tongue and then his lips. She could not resist but to look down and watch as his tongue flicked her right nipple and then began to suck on it ever so gently. Robert continued to roll her left nipple between his fingers. He began to tug at her nipple with his teeth, firm but gently.

Liz felt his left hand grab hold of her right breast and feed it into his mouth, sucking it more firmly now. She enjoyed it very much and knew she was wet as her pussy tingled and throbbed. She wanted to moan so badly, but remained quiet, allowing only puffs of her breath to escape from her throat as she tilted her head back with pleasure. Robert alternated from breast to breast with his mouth. His tongue and lips felt so sweet as they danced on her nipples leaving them moist.
 
Robert wasn't sure how long he spent there, lips dancing between those stiff nipples, the warmth of his hands on the flesh of her breasts easing away the goosebumps that were there. he unbuttoned the rest of her blouse, revealing her stomache, but letting it hang off her shoulders. Liz looked lost into the moment, eyes closed to the feelings and sensations.

Stretchingout his tongue, he brought the tip dwon the valley of her chest, along her perfect stomache, and flickered into her navel. When his lips met the top of her jeans, Robert heard her suck in a breath, in expecation of what was coming next.
 
As Liz leaned back with her eyes closed, she felt Robert continue to unbutton the remainder of her shirt, the front of her entirely exposed to him. His tongue left a wet trail beginning between her beasts continuing south. She felt slightly ticklish as he continued down her stomach while momentarily stopping at her navel. Robert’s warm breath was intoxicating leaving her in a trance. His hands did not leave her breasts until the moment that made her shutter in excitement.

Liz felt Robert’s hands slowly leave her breasts and begin to slide down her sides as is lips arrived at the top of her jean skirt. His tongue never hesitating as it slid along the waistband. She took a quick gasp as his hands arrived there as well. She thought she knew what to expect and it nearly drove her mad with desire for him. He ran the waistband of her skirt between the thumb and index fingers as he maneuvered his hands from the sides to the center of her stomach. As his hands met, he quickly popped the button. Liz could barely control herself. Then he stopped and pulled away.

Robert stood back, not touching her, just looking at her with a smile. Liz was confused and unsatisfied. Why would he stop? Had she done something wrong? Liz parted her lips to whisper and he stopped her with his lips.
 
he brought his lips up to hers, kissing a bit harder now, the look of confusion in Liz's face melting away. his hands were not idle though, and two fingers hooked into each hip side of her skirt. With agonizing slowness he started slipping it down. She almost eagerly lifted her rump to let him slide it the rest of the way off, and he left it at the foot of the table, on the floor.

He left her panties where they were though, a bit hiked up on her hips. With his lips still firmly pressed against hers in a heated press, one hand rested behind Liz's back, supporting her. The other rested over her tummy, and slid slowly downward, only stopping a second at the elastic of her panties before slippingunder, and finally resting a walm palm against her wet sex..
 
Liz wasn’t sure why Robert had momentarily stepped back to look at her, but she was very glad he was back kissing her hard as ever now. He was driving her wild and she was convinced she could hardly bare it any longer. If his goal was to tease her, he was very good at it.

While she was enjoying Robert’s kiss, she paid close attention to his hands and where they roamed. Liz’s hands roamed too. As he began to slip her skirt down, his fingers brushed her skin. This subtle gesture along with his kiss made her want to jump his bones more than ever. It seemed like an eternity before her skirt hit the floor and she assisted in every way possible to expedite the result. As she sat there in front of him in her panties, she moved her hands down his back to the waistband of his jeans. Her hands moved deliberately along the waistband of his jeans to the front of him, mimicking his move on her. She came to the button and popped it, just like he did hers. She could feel the bulge of him through his jeans and she was impressed.

She found it interesting that Robert took her skirt off versus slipping under it. It was definitely more risky, for a moment she realized her degree of exposure. Robert’s hands were supportive and reassuring. His gentle touch eliminated whatever apprehension she had felt during this escapade. She was glad she was there, no regrets, not yet anyway. One of his hands arrived at the waistband of her panties and she felt her goosebumps reappear. She shuttered at the thought of his touch continuing past that boundary. All at once, his hand arrived under her panties and she was sure he could tell she was willing to continue. His hand was gentle yet firm and purposeful. She was dripping with desire, enthralled in the moment. At first, his large hand began by covering her mound as if to assess the territory. She felt his fingers begin to come into their own and begin to explore. All she could do was wait to see what was next and enjoy every minute.
 
Robert took his time with her, feeling her need eminating off her in waves. With one last long lingering kiss, he slowly knelt down in front of her, licking along her exposed breasts and torso as he did. Large hands firmly but carefully pushed her thighs a bit farther apart, exposing more of her pussy to his face now inches away. Her lower lips were full and red, and he could just barely see that pink clit begining to expose itself.

licking his lips, his head plunged down, licking up and down her outer lips, tasting her for the first time. Long wide licks, using the flat of his tongue, just barely stopping before touching her clit. he did this for a short while, feeling her shake and shiver under his hands. When his tongue finally started its first few deep stabs into her opening, he thought the groan she let out would almost certainly be heard by everyone around, not that he cared, being to wildly in lust.
 
Liz loved Robert’s kisses. This last kiss was different somehow, it gave her the notion that something special was yet to come. She felt his anticipation, she was drunk with it too. As he kissed her body, traveling down the front of her, she tingled all over. His hands were magic and she gladly spread her legs for him. Her panties were soaked with desire for him. As Robert pulled them aside, she watched is face, and he smiled and his eyes sparkled. She could see the thoughts running through his mind.

When Robert’s tongue touched her shaven lips, she thought she might faint from the excitement. He had taken his sweet time even while there in the library with her sitting on the old wooden table. His tongue was warm and electric. He started very slowly and she enjoyed every stroke of it. As he parted her lips with his tongue, he began to tease her clit. When his tongue entered her, she lost control. She wasn’t sure if she had moaned or screamed, but she didn’t care. Her head was back and her back arched as she looked down at him. He didn’t flinch either, so she was sure they were still safe. She wanted to lie down and feel him inside her, but dare she share be that aggressive?

Liz couldn’t stand it another minute. She was wrought with passion for him. Her hands grabbed his jacket in both hands as she leaned forward to him and brought him up to her. She kissed his lips with a passion she was sure she had not felt like this before. Liz reached down with an urgency that seemed to stun Robert. He didn’t move a muscle while Liz unzipped his pants and allowed his swollen cock into the heated space between them. His beautiful cock was hard as ever. She thought of how it would fit nicely in her mouth, but that would have to wait. For now, all she could think of was Robert fucking her.

She placed her full lips next to his ear and whispered in warm breath, “Robert, I can’t stand it, please . . .” as she leaned back and pulled him on top of her by his jacket.
 
Robert climbed onto the table above Liz, the wood creaking. Her hand were holding onto the lapels of his jacket tightly, the look of need and lust in her eyes making him even harder, if it was possible. Placing his hands on her upper hips, his cock brushed against her wet lips, making them both moan. Then with one gentle shove forward he was sliding into Liz. Robert couldn't believe how warm she was inside, hwo turned on she really was; she was every bit and more as good he imagined she would be. With a hard driving motion, he started stroking his member in, as his head leaned down to kiss her hard, stabbing his tongue in..
 
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