Conquered Librarian ((Open))

[Woe_Foe]

Conquered Librarian ((CLOSED))

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I had to count myself lucky - my work normally entailed silence, a calm environment and plenty of hours to read and get lost amid my thoughts. Of course, as a librarian, I needed to interact with people from time to time; namely, on the most part, undergraduates who couldn't find whatever book they needed for their required essays. The hours were a bit long, but I felt that my work wasn't exactly demanding. Make a long story short, I enjoyed my time here and although it wasn't exactly what I had hoped to do after graduating college, I wasn't unhappy at all working here.

Well...Most of the time. You see, I had to deal with the occasional jerk who would show up. I knew, once I attended college after years of being home-schooled, that I had a very um...desirable physique when it came to men. My peers were often circle around me, almost like vultures around their prey and this proved to be no different - except that I was 25 years old, and they were about 19 to 22 years old. I could hear whispers from time to time, people commenting about my large chest, hourglass figure, shapely ass or long legs. I often tried to hide my features with a sweatshirt, or loose shirt, though it never seemed to be of any use. I still had the nickname (though, said behind my back) "The big boobed librarian".

Oh well, like I said it didn't exactly happen all the time, so I had no real complaints. Besides, it was quiet here, more often than naught so whatever emotions I felt would gradually disintegrate; I always kept a calm composure, even when dealing with men trying to hit on me. Needless to say, it wasn't hard to shoot them down, especially when I found out that most fraternities began making a game out of their conquests involving me - as if I was some prize to be won.

Anyway, like most days, here I was at the reception - reading a novel as hours passed by.

 

[Bevatoria]

I walked into the relatively familiar sight of the library. Not because I spent any time studying here, though. I, Jeremy Wilhit, didn't ever waste time coming in here to do actual research, write papers, or anything of the sort. Not during my first four years here, and definitely not now, with my job locked up thanks to my fraternity connections and good abilities to find the right people at the right time.

No, the only time I'd ever spent in here was...well, 'other' activities with my girl toys and whoever I wanted to screw. I'm currently, shall we say, 'between' partners at the moment. With that liberty in hand (not that I needed it), I headed into the library. Clad in a light spring jacket, t-shirt, and jeans, I looked the part of the college senior just looking to graduate. My hair was fairly unkempt in a way the girls seemed to like, and I had the 'five o'clock shadow', as they call it.

For the last couple of years, our frat had made an unofficial contest of sorts. About getting with certain 'hard to acquire' targets. We'd started with girls playing hard to get on the sports or science teams, but soon that had gotten too easy, and we'd started to go after teaching assistants - even a professor had gotten on the list at one point. But no matter how many girls we got, there was one who had always evaded us.

They called her 'the big boobed librarian'. Which wasn't what had drawn her to me. What had gotten my attention was one of the pledges saying that *nobody* had ever gotten any from her. No dates, no second base, barely even anything other then the 'customer service' smile from her. As cold as ice. In order to 'win' the contest, the encounter did have to be...well, consensual. But as I saw her, sitting behind her desk, I decided that I didn't care about winning the contest anymore.

Because there was nothing more enjoyable then breaking an ice princess. Thankfully not wearing the letters of my frat, I smiled at her.

"Hi!" I leaned on the desk, taking in her curves even as I kept my eyes level -with effort - at her eyes. "Do you work here?" I wondered if acting as if I didn't know who she was would be a good start.

 

[Woe_Foe]

The Count of Monte Cristo was probably my favorite book of all time. I was pleasantly reading through it, until I heard a voice speak out (breaking the much appreciated silence in the room).

"Hi! Do you work here?"

The voice came from a fit man, who appeared to be around 20, give or take a year. From his appearance, I had to guess that he was part of an school team. Perhaps something like rowing, or swimming - he was well-built but didn't seem large enough to be part of the football team, for instance. And yet, at the same time, he didn't wear any of the school's colors. Maybe I was mistaken and he was your ordinary student.

Anyway, I decided to answer in a friendly tone (as always):

"Hi! Yes I do. How may I help you?"

 

[Bevatoria]

"I've got a history paper I'm trying to finish researching and...." I paused for effect, both to give me a chance to look her over more and to try to recall exactly what section of the library I was looking for. "...I can't seem to find the section regarding medieval Europe." I smirked slightly. "At least, not anything useful...I don't spend much time looking things up here due to my athletic requirements." For as much as I was making up about needing a book from the medieval section, I wasn't making up my time spent doing athletic activities. I just usually had a partner for them....

"I know it's on the third or fourth floor somewhere?" I opined. Another truth in a lie; I couldn't honestly remember what floor it was on. All I remember is the sophomore I took there last year, and the fun we had for the half hour or so before we thought we were spotted. That was during a busier time of year, though; right now, the library was hardly a bustle of activity.

"I think I'd find it easier if you showed me where it was..." I gave her another warm smile. Not the I-just-want-to-watch your breasts jiggle and ass sway a little more. I did, of course, but I tried to not be so obvious about it.

That, I could save for when I was behind her.

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Medieval Europe...Hm..." I muttered, typing away at the keys of the keyboard, trying to help this unfortunate student to find whatever he needs to finish his (likely last-minute) assignment. Most appeared to be at the fourth floor, so when he uttered out:

"I know it's on the third or fourth floor somewhere?"

I promptly agreed and nodded. "It's on the fourth floor. Take the hall to the left and.." I directed him, so quickly I saw that the expression on his face changed. I guess that he was more lost than I originally anticipated. "I think I'd find it easier if you showed me where it was..."

Well, it was part of my job...

I smiled and replied "Sure, it's no problem. Follow me." before putting on my classes and directed him to follow me. The elevators seemed to have under maintenance, so we'd have to take the stairs. He seemed like a nice guy, unlike those muscle heads who have been chasing after me recently, so I wasn't moving so carefully as I usually do. That said, if he was a pervert like them, then I must have lost my touch, as his eyes would most likely be feasting on the natural sway my hips gave out, moving my curvaceous backside nicely given the nature of my jeans, or how my breasts would jiggle underneath my purple sweater.

"So, what program are you in?" I said, trying to make conversation. The poor thing was probably stressed beyond belief.

 

[Bevatoria]

"Sure, it's no problem. Follow me." She put on her glasses and I could see why so many guys were after her as I saw how they flattered her eyes. I usually wasn't one for the 'sexy librarian' look, but this one pulled it off - she was just plain sexy. No outfit would have fully hidden her charms, even a nun's robes.

"Thanks." I followed her up the stairs; always grateful for an excuse to take them (and even more so watching her ass sway and her tits bounce under her sweater). I stayed behind her for a bit before walking beside her, keeping my eyes on hers.

"So, what program are you in?"

"Marketing." Another non-lie. "I needed an option course, and for some reason I chose History." Okay, that was one. "Not that I mind looking in the middle of nowhere for things but sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't have taken something easier. Or at least less tedious." We had almost made our way up there at that point, and while I didn't want us to walk up in complete silence, to ask about her would be interpreted as hitting on her. So...

"I hope I'm not keeping you from anything important. I don't know how busy the library is at this time of year." I frowned. "Or day."

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Not that I mind looking in the middle of nowhere for things but sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't have taken something easier. Or at least less tedious."

I chuckled a bit and answered "I know what you mean. I was a history major and medieval history? Not exactly the most fun in the world." before guiding him to the location of most of the history books. He broke the silence once more with a simple question "I hope I'm not keeping you from anything important. I don't know how busy the library is at this time of year. Or day."

Friendly as always, I answered "Don't worry about it. Around this time of day, hardly anybody is here. It only really gets busy two, or three days before the finals start."

We had finally reached the section. I tip toed up and pulled off a book. Medieval History V. 1.

"This seems about right..." I muttered before handing him the book. "They're all around this section. Have fun studying, if you need me for anything else, I'll be right downstairs."

 

[Bevatoria]

"Don't worry about it. Around this time of day, hardly anybody is here. It only really gets busy two, or three days before the finals start."

As I'd expected. It was nice to hear her confirm it for me, though. We hadn't seen a soul as we made it to the section, and she pulled a book out for me; although all I was doing was watching her body stretch as she had to reach high to pull out the book for me. "This seems about right..." she said softly, handing me the book. "They're all around this section. Have fun studying, if you need me for anything else, I'll be right downstairs."

Not entirely unexpected. There would be some advantages to waiting for more people to leave, but on the other hand we'd seen very few people so far. I didn't want to wait. Seeing her act so cold with a body like hers...a part of me wondered if she'd been scorned by some guy at some point.

And then, I got an idea. One so wicked it almost made me cackle with glee.

"Okay." I responded. "I'll be here a while." It would do me some good to wait to make sure we would be completely alone.

Not until closing time, of course. That would be too easy. But we'd end up going until then.....

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Okay. I'll be here a while."

I smiled and nodded. "Sure, take your time. Good luck."

Needless to say, I left and made my way downstairs, eager to continue reading my book. It's not as if I needed to stay - in fact, I probably did more than I had to do. The reception was just as I had left it. I glanced at the nearby clock, noting the time.

"4:11. Still five more hours until closing time." I thought to myself as I got cozy again.

 

[Bevatoria]

I opened the book, mostly for show, and started to text some of my buddies and surf the 'net a bit. I'm nothing if not patient, and truth be told I did scroll a couple of pages in the book. Huh. So the black plague really was a thing. Guess I'd better stop making jokes about it then.

It was somewhat close to 8'oclock when I got up, bounding down the stairs to the lovely librarian, a concerned/panicked look on my face as I rushed over to the desk. "Hey...um...." An embarrassed look crossed my features, and despite the deception I was about to concoct this emotion was legitimate. "...I guess I never did get your name, did I."

At her response, I smiled. "I'm Jeremy. And I'm sorry to bother you, but I was looking for a book when I...well, I saw some people...." A fake blush crossed my cheeks. "...doing something they probably shouldn't be doing in a library." Another look down. "I figured I should get you before doing something myself..."

"It'd be best if I just...um, showed you." I waved at her. "Come on!" I waited to make sure she was following before rushing back to the stairs.

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Hey...um...I guess I never did get your name, did I."

I book my book down and I glanced to see the same student as before. "You didn't. I'm Natalie." I answered though quickly saw the look on his face. Just what happened?

"I'm Jeremy. And I'm sorry to bother you, but I was looking for a book when I...well, I saw some people..doing something they probably shouldn't be doing in a library."

Something? Now I was confused, not knowing whether to call security or -

"I figured I should get you before doing something myself..."

"It'd be best if I just...um, showed you. Come on!"

And I'm not sure why, but I rushed upstairs with him. It was a bit foolish in retrospect, but...

 

[Bevatoria]

All too easy. Upon our arrival at the fourth floor, I took a breath, not really all that tired from the running but still wanting to pace things out a bit. I looked left, and right, making my way there.

"I...I was just stretching my legs and walking around, and then I heard something. Which is fine, I mean..." I rambled on nervously. "...but then I saw what they were doing and...." I pretended to look down rows, frowning. "I could've sworn I saw them here...." Our actions were quick and rapid; at one point, I entered a row, and held up my hand. "Shhhh....do you hear that?"

I would've been surprised if she did, as there was nothing to hear. I motioned her down the row of bookshelves. "We'll look through here to see if they're still there." I took slow, quiet steps, to not disturb our nonexistent friends, my voice down to a whisper. "I saw two students, a few rows away, and they were....having sex." My eyes widened, as if shocked by the very notion of people doing something like that. "Who would do that in the middle of the library?"

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Shhhh....do you hear that?"

Hear what?

I hid with him, stealthy moving around as he did, observing people off in the distance. "I don't hear anythin-" I spoke though interrupted by his plight; "We'll look through here to see if they're still there."

"I saw two students, a few rows away, and they were....having sex. Who would do that in the middle of the library?"

"That's disgusting!" I quietly exclaimed "Look, I'll just call security..."

 

[Bevatoria]

Slowly, time for the mask to come off. I shushed her suggestion, trying to keep my voice low as I moved closer to her.

"Can't we just give them a warning?" I asked, semi-excitedly. "I mean, you've probably seen things like that before, right?" A conspiratorial tone to my voice as I continued. "Surely there'd be no harm in watching them for a while?" I loomed over her. "Or maybe...maybe you've been in a tryst like that? Huh?"

I moved a bit past her, now blocking her way out of the aisle (not clearly intentionally) as my tone turned to one of awe, and wonder. "You should've seen it..the way this guy was going after her. As if he hadn't gotten laid in months. The way his eyes moved over her body..." My hands moved to her arms. "Then he grabbed her, literally throwing her against the wall." I grabbed her elbows, and pushed her towards the back wall, no longer hiding my intentions as I looked her up and down.

"Kind of like that." I stood up fully now, completely blocking her way out of the aisle. "Do you want to know what he did next?" I started to move towards her, no longer the tentative, ignorant, scared student, but a predator stalking his prey.

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Can't we just give them a warning?"
"No, we really have to-"
"I mean, you've probably seen things like that before, right?"
"No, I have never..."
"Surely there'd be no harm in watching them for a while? Or maybe...maybe you've been in a tryst like that? Huh?"

"In a library? N-No! That's just..." I tried to exclaim, not really noticing what was going on anymore until I saw him move across the aisle. He obviously was taken back by...whatever it is that was going on. Clearly, he saw something, as he went to great lengths to describe to me how raw everything was. It really must have been something, given how he grabbed my arms - and pushed me up against the wall.

"Kind of like that."
"Just what are you-"
"Do you want to know what he did next?" he interrupted me, eying me in such an odd way - almost as if he had complete and utter authority at the moment. Maybe he did...I was, after all, a bit intimidated and lost for words.

"W-What...?" I replied.

 

[Bevatoria]

She seemed stunned, which was the idea. Crazy and questionable things tended to happen when people didn't have time to think, and what I had in mind was precisely that. I wasn't exactly creating this off the top of my head; it was based on a tryst I'd had with a girl a few months ago. Near this very location, in fact. Although Natalie's chest was bigger then hers was...I slowly stalked towards her, again making sure our eyes met as I examined every detail of her covered (for the moment) body.

"He walked towards her, making sure she knew what was about to happen to her." Without elaborating on that, I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, wrapping them both in one strong wrist. "Then he forced her arms above her head, not because he had to." I grinned. "But because he wanted to. To force her in the library, where others could find them, see them."

I ran my head over her sweater, grabbing at the generous orbs covered by them. "He felt her up, over her clothes." I pulled her sweater out of her jeans, wondering how much she was wearing beneath them as I toyed with the line of skin between top and bottom, before I ran my hand over her firm butt. "He took a lot of time on her ass, though...as if he was feeling it for the first time." She was in good shape, and the jeans were all but wrapped on her ass as I ran my hand through the crack. "Yeah, that's nice." I said absently.

"Do you want to know what happened next?" I whispered to her, keeping a firm grip on her, my body pressed into her to keep her at my whim.

 

[Woe_Foe]

My heart must have been pounding at an insane rate, what with me being gradually pushed more and more against the wall. I was, I suppose, trapped by a student. If I had been a bit more calm and in control of my own emotions, I would have tried to call out of help, or at least have struggled a bit to break free...but I wasn't. Instead, I stood there helpless (or maybe unwilling) to change this predicament of mine.

"He walked towards her, making sure she knew what was about to happen to her." he said, snapping me out of my own thoughts. Before I could even process what was going on, I felt him grab my wrists and gasped, as he pinned them both above my head. He moved in closer and with a grin, continued;

" Then he forced her arms above her head, not because he had to. But because he wanted to. To force her in the library, where others could find them, see them."

"To...To force her?" I repeated, my stuttering perhaps showcasing the anxiety running through my veins. "But...Why would he want people to see them?"

I was naive, because even at this point, I believed that there was a couple having sex in the library. Once again, a soft gasp escaped from my lips, practically echoing through the silent halls as his hands groped my breasts - his greedy palms trying to cover as much as they could of my hefty bust.

"Mm...A-Ah stop..." I protested, as his hands left my chest and to the bare skin between my top and jeans. I squirmed about as his hand went over my firm backside, running over my curves.

"Do you want to know what happened next?" He whispered into my ear, his lips nearly touching my ear lobes...I was getting goosebumps all over...

"W...What happened?" I replied.

 

[Bevatoria]

"W...What happened?"

I let the moment linger, meeting her eyes for a moment, still smiling, my look thoughtful and searching at the same time. Even as I met her gaze, I was watching every part of her. The way she was tensing at my hold on her, her body's movements each time I brushed against her. How quickly she was breathing; the rising and falling of her generous chest. How fast she was blinking. And her eyes. There was fear, but there was something else, too. As much as she didn't want this, the only thing she didn't want more was....to fight back?

"Well, there's a problem if we were to continue....this re-enactment." I smirked at her. "While I'm willing to forgive our...physical differences..." He ran his free hand to a breast, squeezing it tightly before moving down to her jeans, teasing the button on her fly as if to undo it. "...you're not dressed like she was."

He took another moment to breath, an evil smirk. "So if you really, really want to know what happens next...." He leaned into her, letting go of her hands to grab her hair. "...then ask me again what happened next. And I'll tell you what you need to do."