If the Stacks Are Rockin'... A Library Fantasy

eepy

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OOC:

I know I haven’t been active on this board lately, and I sincerely apologize to anyone I may have let down. That said, I’d like to start a new thread in which to indulge in my own personal fantasy. It’s not meant to be anything fancy, but just something fun I’ve been dwelling on lately...

Emily Chancellor (my character)-- College sophomore who has chosen to stay at school for the summer and work in the library. She is shy and inexperienced, kinda mousy and book-wormish, petite with shoulder-length, blonde hair, hazel eyes and glasses.

Setting-- University library, periodicals floor. It’s the middle of July. The floor is pretty much vacant, except for Emily, her boss (who’s in the back office), and a few patrons.


IC (Emily Chancellor):

Sitting quietly behind the reference desk, I flipped through the pages of the library’s copy of the most recent issue of Cosmo and struggled to keep from falling asleep. Being a student worker during the summer semester at college was certainly not an exciting job. I ran a hand through my short, blonde hair and sighed. Maybe I should have gone home for the summer…

“Excuse me.” The deep, masculine voice interrupted my inner pity-fest, and I nearly feel out of my chair when I looked up and found myself staring into a pair of gorgeous, blue eyes in a face of chiseled cheekbones, sensuous lips and perfect skin, topped off by a mop of curly, brown hair. I was struck dumb; I could only stare.

“Umm, is this were I can find medical journals?” he asked with a smile that made my heart beat so loud I was sure he could hear it.

“Yes! Yes, it is.” I found my tongue and jumped out of my chair, the magazine falling out of my lap and onto the floor. Ignoring my clumsiness and trying to regain my composure, I asked, “Are you looking for a specific title?”

“Well, I have this list,” he said, producing a list of articles, messily hand-written.

“He’s definitely on his way to becoming a model doctor,” I thought.

“Okay, ummm...” Studying the slip of paper, I picked the title that was furthest from the desk, allowing me the most amount of time to feast my eyes on the hunky doctor-in-training. “Let’s start with JAMA. I’ll show you where we shelve it, and I’ll explain the system to you. Then I’m sure you’ll have no problem finding the rest.”

Leading the patron towards the shelves, I felt his eyes on my backside, and, feeling bold, I deliberately wiggled my ass as I walked. Stepping between a pair of tall, journal-filled bookshelves, I went directly to the title that he’d requested. I reached for the most recent volume at the same time as he did, and I jumped as his hand rested on top of mine...
 
Emily's Boss - Cisco

Hey if its fine with you ... I'd love to play your boss, Cisco.

Early to Mid Thirties
Brown Hair
Wire Rim Glasses
Pretty Good Physical Shape - He hits the college gym / pool every morning before going to the library

Rumor has it that he's been screwing Mrs. Green, the Biology teacher, in his spare time. And he's been seen at several local bars in the company of different women, partying it up.
 
OOC:

Welcome Cisco!

Attention all-- This thread needs a female library patron (a student, Professor Green, whatever) to keep Cisco company and a male library patron (the curly-haired guy from my first post) to amuse Emily. Any takers?
 
Margaret Connors

Ahhhhhhhhhhh, summer, the perfect time to recall a mispent youth and play in the sun. Unfortunately I was locked in a musty sunless library doing research for my doctoral thesis. College had been a blast, a young stud here, a troubled athlete there, at thirty eight I'd turned back to school and was having the most sex of my life, if not the best sex. I was making my way through library when I stumbled on the kama sutra, and other books of sensual desire. I devoted my mornings to research and after lunch I lounged in a secluded chair and read a book that sent my pulse racing, and body humming. After a pleasurable afternoon I checked out my books and headed home.
 
Maggie

I was out in sunshine getting a quick bite to eat before heading back to my favorite quiet spot in the library. It was right by a window, but far enough up that I doubted anyone saw my afternoon activities. I was wondering if all the tales of the head librarian were true, for once in my life a womanizer sounded like a hot romp in the stacks, so to speak.
 
Cisco

I had been watching Emily from my office, hoping that the encounter with the young man my prove to be good viewing, but I started to get bored with the pace it was going so I set the video monitor back to flip through all the cameras.

Normally, when I got this horny, I would just call Mrs. Green and she would come down to the library to do some "research". But, unfortunately, she was gone for a little bit on a research trip to the Amazon. Damn, what am I going to do with this raging hard-on.

Just then I happened to look out the window and saw something that caught me eye. I think her name was Margaret, she was a 30 something grad student. And she was hot beyond belief. I had tried many times to hook up with her but something always detered me from the course and could never get around to approaching her. Anyways, here she was reading the Karma Sutra and definitely doing something very naughty. I just sat there and watched ... Mesermized by the image ... That is when I decided that I must meet this chick, that I must have her. But how, when? I'll keep an eye on her today and see if the opportunity arises!
 
Margaret

A soft sound escaped my lips and I found myself wondering if I should raid a frat house or something. My tight t-shirt revealed my ample breasts, the tight nipples seemed to be saying suck me. I always wore a sort of loose skirt so I could play at my leisure. I slowly stood stretching, I needed more than my fingers could provide. I tucked the book in a quiet little spot and proceeded to pick up the stack of research materials I was going to check out. I wondered if Emily would check me out as usual or if she were helping someone in the stacks. I drifted down the stairs feeling someone's eyes upon me as I headed to the desk to check out the books.
 
Cisco

I saw that Margaret was heading to the front counter. A quick flick of the switch told me that Emily was still busy (doing nothing too interesting!) in the stack helping out a patron. Okay! I check myself in the mirror. Allright, here's your opportunity. Be smooth. No desperation. No need. A woman can smell that a mile away.

Magaret is at the counter, just about to press the bell and I magically appear.

"Can I help you or did you find everything you came for?", I ask with a hint of an evilish grin on my face
 
Margaret

"I found everything easily enough. This is what I'm taking home however, it's a pity I can't just live in the Library, I'm certainly here enough this summer." His eyes seem to hint at a secret and while I pull out my card a string of condoms falls out. I always had a ready supply and wondered why they choose now to fall out.
 
Cisco

My eyes open wide for a brief moment as several condoms fall out of Maggie's purse onto the checkout desk. But, instead of shock, I choose levity. I start to chuckle and I pick one up mischeviously ..

"So, let me guess ... you were a girlscout and are always prepared?"

I help her put them back into her purse except for the one that I first picked up. With it, I almost absent-mindedly twirl it between my fingers. Behind the counter, my hard-on rages, throbbing. I smile at her ...

"So, let's see what you've got here"

I had already quickly perused her reading material and didn't see the one she was reading before. I wonder where she stashed it?
 
Margaret

"One can never be too safe," I toss in watching the blue package twirl between his fingers. He wasn't some college boy who'd do anything for sex. He was a hot blooded male, and probably had never asked for sex, but had taken it as it was given to him freely. It seemed the type to not only go on a panty raid but to make sure each pair was freshly soaked in desire.
 
Hey all... would you mind if I joined in? 20 yr old, female student... sexy beyond belief... ready for anything......
 
Cisco

OOc : Sure thing Desire! The more the merrier!

Ic :I lean in to her, "Yes, Yes ... It's always good to be ready when unexpected things arise", I chuckle

Her nipples were pushing so hard against the taunt fabric of her shirt. I wanted to reach over and fondle them. So, the question became, how can she and I wind up in my office doing what I do best?

I started to check out her books, and a thought came to me.

"Y'know, I've noticed that all these books are concerning the musicology and pop art of the Eighties. I've just happened to receive a parcel of books today concerning this subject. I haven't had time to catalog them and put them out for public display but if you'd like to come into my office and check them out, I'm sure I wouldn't mind.", I look at her invitingly

OOc : Intriguess, I didn't know what you were writing your Doctoral Thesis on so I just kinda made it up .. feel free to change it if you must.
 
Margaret

(i suppose the art and music of eighties is about as good as anything)

I feel suspicious, after all who was still writing about the 80's most things were about computer generated stuff, but that smile that lift of an eyebrow and I begin contemplating other things beyond my thesis.

"I'm doing some cultural background on what influenced the pop culture of late eighties, you know the cartoon strips with the heroine in clothing so tight you'd think it was painted on. It's funny I just realized there are no nipples in cartoons, except the current ones and then it's on muscular men." I chuckle softly leaning in a bit breasts swaying, I just loved not wearing a bra especially during the hot summer days.

"So who were you doing then?" I pause at my choice of words as I find myself following him to the back office watching his ass. "In the eighties I mean."
 
OOC:

Okay, I'm looking for a MALE LIBRARY PATRON. Any interested parties please PM me. I'm sorry I'm being picky, everyone, but this is my fantasy.
 
Cisco

OOc : Eepy .. what about Hotguy? or you could always bump (no pun intended .... evilgrin) into us in the office?

Ic : We were walking back to the office ... phase one complete ... now to get her out of those clothes and onto my desk for a little one on one research.

As we were walking to the office, we were talking about the eighties when she asked me a question. I wasn't sure I heard it right.

"Who was I doing in the eighties? ... Is that what you asked?"

We reached the door to my office and I showed her in and then closed the door behind us.

So how was I going to pull this off. I didn't really have any books that just came it, it was just a ruse to get her up here, now what? I know she want some action, but she doesn't seem the type to put a man down and take what she wants. She wants the chase ... the game ... she wants the thrill of the hunt to warm up to as a sort of pre-foreplay foreplay.

"So, do you want something to drink? I've got Coke, Water, or Rum."
 
Margaret

"Soda and licquor in the library? How risque," I commented as I tugged my t-shirt and tied it in a knot under my breasts. "One would think you used your office for other than official purposes." My eyes twinkled, I didn't really care for a drink and felt he was offering more. Yet I was enjoying the banter, the wordplay, something I got very little, from most of my collegiate conquests.
 
Cisco

"Yes, Maggie .. May I call you Maggie?" ... "I do have soda and liquor in my office. Y'know the stereotype of the stodgy, old, prude librarian does not fit in with my idea of my job requirements. Occasionally, I like to fix myself a drink and kick back with an entertaining .... uhmm ... book." I look at her slyly.

She had pulled her shirt up and tied it under her beautiful busom. Her stomach although not totally taunt was pretty tight .. She must work out just a little. It was really nice. I had a flash of myself on my knees, knibbling my way around her abdomen. At thnking this, my cock twitched, and began expanding at a phenomenal rate. I moved to the other side of the desk to try and hide the reaction

"And, as for me using my office for anything other than "official" purposes, that would be against campus policy ... and I would never do anything against campus policy" I smirk ... my voice dripping with humorous sarcasm.

I loosen my tie. It was geting quite hot in here, almost steamy. "if you don't mind, I'd like to fix myself a drink!", I turn around and reach into my little office fridge and fix myself a rum and coke. I was using this time to think of my next step. She hadn't asked for the books yet. She, as I suspected, was playing. Reeling her conquest in, or maybe like a cat with a mouse, and just playing before she bit my head off. I couldn't wait to see what the next move would be.
 
Margaret

I watched him moving, the way Maggie fell from his lips, I stretched letting my breasts pull even tighter against my t-shirt the nipples seeming to threaten the integrity of the fabric. I shifted so I was sitting on his desk, my loose skirt shifting around revealing on toned leg, I casually let my shoe drop off my heel playing with it as I watched him prepare his drink. His words had been sarcastic and I suspected that everything I had heard was true and then some. I found myself noticing the monitors and inhaled deeply wondering if he had seen me on them. "Maggie is fine, may I call you by your first name?" I pondered the situation. It had a lot of potential if played correctly.
 
Cisco

When I turned around after fixing my drink, what I saw did nothing to help the state my cock was presently in... She had sat down on my desk, I could almost see up her skirt but what I saw was enough. Her breast were pushed tight against the fabric of her shirt, and I could see her pencil eraser nipples straining to be set free. I sat down in my chair sipping/gulping my drink.

"Sure, my first name is Francisco but I prefer Cisco .... when I was a kid, my parents and teachers tried calling me Frank. But, I would have none of it, I wanted to be called Cisco because Frank is something that you eat with bean!", I chuckled

While I was saying this, all I could think was how hot Maggie was and how much I couldn't wait to see if she tasted as good as she looked.
 
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