Lust in the Library(closed)

Mrs. Smith shouted "Surprise!" and the rest of the staff smiled politely and clapped. With a giggle, Mrs. Smith lead the couple to a table in the middle of the room and sat them down.

As the music played, soft conversation filled the room. People talked and laughed over tea and ribbon sandwiches. This part of the evening was tedious to Katherine. Instead of sitting, or socializing, Katherine talked around replacing empty tea pots with full ones and exchanging empty plates with new ones.

Kate approached the center table where Emma was telling the head master and his wife about all the plans for the wedding.
 
"You are a wicked lady, Mrs Smith!" laughed Shane as the staff jumped out. The pleasant lady, who should surely have retired years ago, led the couple to the central table and sat them down.

Shane began to relax. It appeared Katherine was going to be too busy to talk to him and Emma this evening, moving around the room, disappearing behind shelves to the other tables scattered around the large library. He drifted away a little as Emma enthusiastically launched into a description of their wedding plans - he was quite content to let her do the talking and he had heard this particular spiel many times before...

As a result, he didn't see Katherine approaching the table until the Head interjected "Oh, and talking of organising, here comes Miss MacKay, our new librarian..."
 
Katherine smile as she leaned over and placed a fresh tea pot on the table. "You must be Emma." She extended her hand and shook Shane's fiance's firmly. "Congratulations! You and Shane....." But before Kate could finish her sentence, Mrs. Smith tapped her on the shoulder.

"Miss Mackay, we're out of hot water and those kettles in the kitchen are to heavy for me to life. Would you be a dear and go boil more water and bring it back here in the silver dispenser?" Kate glanced back. Sure enough, two of the three sliver hotwater dispensers were on a trolly and another of the social committee was filling out of the third.
 
"Oh, Kate!" chirped Emma, cheerfully. "Shane told me about you! He said we would get on."

She turned to her fiance. "Shane, Darling, why don't you help Kate with those boiler things? You cant fool me, I know you have heard me discuss our wedding plans so often you'd rather be elsewhere."

Without waiting for a response she turned back to the head and his wife.

"So, anyway, we thought balloons on the tables, instead of flower arrangements..."

Kate looked at Shane with an expectant sparkle in her eye. Unable to disobey Emma without having to explain why, the teacher stood and followed the librarian back to the trolley.

"I'll push, you hold the doors." he said, gallantly, gripping the handle of the trolley and moving it forward slowly.
 
As Katherine and Shane walked down the empty hallway, the sound of the rattling wheels and Kate's heals echoed off the walls. The pair did not speak the whole time. It felt uncomfortable to Kate but she kept walking, her eyes on the brass doors of the elevator that would take them down to the empty kitchen. An uncomfortable silents remained between them till they turned the first corner that would lead then to the brass elevator, then down to the long hallway leading to the kitchen.

"She is very.... pretty." Kate commented, her eyes on the closed brass doors at the end of the unlit hallway. "Tell me about her."
 
Shane started, surprised by the question after the long silence. He smiled at Kate, apologetically, though the smile didn’t really touch his eyes. He looked troubled..

“Forgive me... it’s... well... its not an easy thing, to have my fiance and my lover in the same room... Part of me is waiting for something to go horribly wrong... I know you have assured me that you can be discrete but it is giving myself away I am worried about.. I feel like my faithlessness must be almost tangible... written on my forehead or floating above my like a cloud...”

He reddened, and his broad chest expanded and then contracted visibly as he let put a long sigh. “So.. what is she like? My best friend, my soul mate... does that sound silly? Always cheerful, bright, seeing the best in people. We have so much in common, love so many of the same things... and whilst she is not very adventurous in the bedroom, well neither am I... or at least, I wasn’t... I was content...”

He looked at the floor and shook his head.
 
Kate remained silent as they approached the elevator doors. Even in the dark hallway, she could see their reflections in the polished brass. Though her mind was reeling, the librarian's exterior stayed calm and cool. After pushing the button, the door slid open.

After wheeling the cart in and once the doors were closed, the silence remained for a few moments then a soft bell rang and the elevator began to move downward. Kate gripped the brass rail. How she hated elevators, but refused to let on. The silents was almost deafening between them, but she refused to speak till she was ready. Finally the bell rang again and the doors slid open relieving the empty kitchen.

With slow steady strides, Kate started for the stove. "I will fill the kettles. You can left them onto the stove."
 
Shane followed Kate silently, confused. He hadn't meant to sound so.. what? Bitter? Discontent? And whatever reaction he had been expecting, it hadn't been this.

He'd half expected to be mocked for his inexperience, or to be railed at angrily if she thought he was blaming her for the situation. But for her to be so... not cold, but indifferent...

He simply didn't know how to respond. And so he didn't. He simply said "Ok" when she gave him instructions about the kettles and set about getting the stove ready.
 
Kate set the kettles in the bottom of the empty sinks and began to fill them from the drinking water tap. As each one filled, Shane lifted them out of the sink and set them on the huge stove. When all 6 were filled and set to boil, Kate turned and reached for Shane's lapel, slowly straightening it. "Why would you think you're going to slip up? Do you think if you look at me with a bit of desire or a bit of that blush of yours that anyone will know where your lips have been? Where your cock has been? Every man who works here has looked at me that way Shane. I see them staring. That doesn't mean anything more than they have a cock and a heart beat." Slowly Kate's hands slid down and she unbuttoned Shane's suit jacket.

"She your best friend, your soul mate. Always cheerful, bright, seeing the best in people. You both have so much in common, love so many of the same things... and whilst she is not very adventurous in the bedroom....." Kate said calmly as her eyes never left his. Her hands, however had slid to his belt and slowly began to work it loose.

"When you look at her, I see love in your eyes. As it should be. If you don't want then all to know how you crave the feeling of me wrapped tightly around your cock or the sweet taste of me on your tongue, don't look at me with shame. Don't avoid me. Smile the same way you did when we first met, and when I turn away, check out me ass the same as all the other men."

Kate unzipped Shane's slacks and undid the button. She ran her hand along his hardening cock through the dark suit material for a moment then paused, "Unless you want me to stop......"
 
As soon as the beautiful librarian began straightening his lapel, Shane froze. As the word cock slipped out fom between her luscious lips twice in quick succession, he felt his own member twitch and stiffen. By the time she had finsihed unbuttoning his suit jacket, he was hard. As she unbuckled his belt, his heart began to race. And as she undid the top button of his dark trousers, he let out a low moan.

"Stop...? God Kate, didn't I make it clear? It doesn't matter how guilty I feel, how dangerous it is, how high the risk is - I'm addicted to you now..."

Shanes voice was a harsh whisper, halfway between pleading and snarling, and he reached over and took a firm grip of Kate's shoulders.

"You gave me my first taste of real sex, dirty sex, filthy sex done because it's so fucking good, not because it's a duty or what couples are expected to do, but done because what we both want is a good..."

He leaned over towards her, pulling himself against her to kiss her passionately.

"Hard..."

He kissed her again, grinding his hardness against her.

"Fuck."
 
Kate smiled as she lifted her arms, wrapping them around Shane's neck, just about lifting herself off the floor as she returned his passion. Her soft lips pressed against his as her tongue met his. She could taste the bitter tea he had been drinking and the lemon tart he left half eaten on his plate mix with her sweet lip gloss. As his hands roamed her back, grabbing onto her ass then sliding up, searching for her dress zipper, Kate quickly pushed away.

A coy smile graced her lips. She had other things in mind. Slowly, Kate took his hand, and with her other one, pulled the hem of her skirt up past her knees. with his hand for support, Kate dropped her her knees at his feet. She looked up at Shane past her long eye lashes and reached for his boxers. Slowly she licked her lips and began to pull them down. She gasped softly as his cock sprang out and she gripped it.

Again she looked up at Shane and opened her mouth, inching towards the head of his hard cock. Her soft lips brushed the head then push pulled back. "Tell me all the plans for the wedding day." A bit of precum oozed out and she licked it then looked back up. "As long as your talking, I'll suck you dry. If you stop, so do I."
 
At the touch of her tongue on his hard cock, Shane gasped, a long, drawn out inhalation of breath.

Then her words penetrated and he looked down at her, smirking saucily, and he realised she was serious.

"Oh god... well, for me, I'll be staying over at my best man's place... we are going to have a lad's breakfast - a big mixed grill..."

Kate's soft, luscious lips closed over his member as he spoke, and he stuttured and faltered but found the will to go on.

"We are.. oh god... we are going to get ready then, in hired tuxedos, a car will pick us up and... ahhhhhh... take us to the church."
 
As Shane began to speak, Kate went to work. She wasn't sure if it was the taste and the feel of a cock in her mouth or the power she felt when she drove a man over the edge, loosing all control to hold back she enjoyed more but she loved sucking cock. As she wrapped both her hands around the base of his cock, Kate slipped her lips over the head. slowly she swirled her tongue around it then slid it deep into her mouth as she pumped with her hands. As she began to bob, Kate looked up at Shane. He was trying so hard to keep on track.

Picking up speed, Kate slid on hand down and began to cup and pull at Shane's balls. her mouth made a sudden pop noise and she pulled back, sucking hard on his cock till it slipped free of Kate's soft lips. With the flat of her tongue, the librarian, licked down Shane's shaft then sucked on ball into her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue.
 
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"Fuck fuck... the rings... looked after by our nephew, sewn onto a tiny presentation pillow..."

The sensation of Kate's expert tongue and lips on his hard, thick shaft was almost too much - but at the same time Shane was not going to stop, not as long as he could help it. The risk of the situation, the power Kate had over him, her undeniable oral talents, and her requirement that he talk about his forthcoming marriage to another woman, all combined to make this quite simply the most mind-blowing sexual encounter he had ever had, for real or in his deepest fantasies. His breath was coming in gasps but he kept talking...

"Ring bearer will - gaaaah - follow Emma down the aisle... flowers in the church are JESUS! being, ahh provided by a friend of Em's as a godgodgod wedding present... oh please Kate! Bridesmaids weaing green red gold - ooooh! - autumn colours..."
 
Kate continued to suck on one ball then turned her attention to the second, sucking in it in between her lips and rubbing it with her tongue. As she let Shane's ball finally fall from her mouth, the librarian gazed up as she licked the tall teacher's cock, from between her balls all the way up to the head which she slipped back between her lips.

Kate resumed pumping Shane's cock into her mouth as she bobbed up and down, slurping and sucking as she began to taste more of his precum. "Mmmmm" she moaned ever so softly then slipped her hands down to the base of his cock and her lips slowly followed. With each in-hail, Kate slipped farther and farther down Shane's shaft. He could feel the head of his cock pushing the back of her throat and go just a little bit farther with each soft bob of Kate's head. Soon Kate's chin rested on Shane's balls, her lips wrapped tightly around the base of his cock. Kate looked up and slowly continued to bob and gently suck as Shane felt his cock slide down her throat.
 
"God god god traditional bridal march... white dress I think not seen it." Shane's words were barely coherent as his librarian lover continued to demonstrate just how many different ways she could bring pleasure with her mouth.

"Standard ceremony songs ah ah ah... All things bright and FUCK beautiful and Lord of the Oh Christ! Dance! and vows and reading by my grandfather from uuuungh! Corinthians about Fuck Fuck love!"

His breathing got even quicker and Kate could feel Shane's cock, buried deep in her mouth and beyond, begin to twitch, could feel a trickle of sticky pre-cum in her throat as he began to cry out.

"SO CLOSE! Oh God! and photographs by OH GOD KATE brother in law and classic car Rolls-Royce taking TAKING! us to village hall OH GOD KATE I AM COMING!"
 
Kate pulled back slightly and began to bob faster. Her wet mouth sucked hard on Shane's cock as he began to cum. With each squirt of his salty cum, Kate swallowed hard. Over and over till she felt him give a slight shutter and give her his last shot. Kate continued to suck, running her thumb up his shaft, getting every last drop.

With one last soft suck, Kate pulled away. Shane's member falling from her soft lips. Again, the librarian reached for his hand, this time using it to help her back to her feet. Once standing, Kate felt a bit of cum still on her lips. She reached up and ran her finger over it then sucked her finger as clean as she had left his cock. "I sounds like a present day you have planned."
 
Eyes closed, hands fingers entwined in Kate's hair, Shane let out a long, low groan as she sucked every lasts droplet of his seminal fluid from his hard, spasming cock.

"Oh god... Kate, that was unbelievable..." He slumped backwards against the kitchen counter, panting, breathless.

"I want...." he began, looking at her with absolute desire in his eyes, but whatever he was about to say was cut off by the old-fashioned whistle of the first of the kettles boiling, the shrill sound jolting him back to reality with a wrench.
 
Katherine smiled and pressed her body against his as she reached down and slipped his manhood back into his boxers and zipped up his zipper. "You want to put this away before handling those hot kettles." With a wink, she pushed away, turning towards the carts.

It didn't take Shane long to fill all three dispensers and head back to the library in silence.
 
Shane shook his head as he walked. He could still feel the tingle in his groin from the stunning climax the lovely librarian had given him with her talented lips, but now here they were, walking in silence.

And yet what was there to say? Kate had made it quite clear that she didn't want his affection, just his cock, on her terms, whenever she snapped her fingers. And even if he wasn't being led by his lust, he could not see, now, how he could not do whatever she asked. He had no idea what her reaction would be if he tried to break things off, but given that she had no affection for him at all, she would have no qualms about hurting him in some way if she happened to feel vindictive...

Not for the first time, he wondered how the hell he had gotten into this situation. But there was no backing out now. He had taken the proverbial tiger by the tail and the only way to stay safe was to cling on and enjoy the ride for as long as he could...

"Well, back to the mingling and the small talk..." he said, turning to look at his lover and making an effort to look and sound cheery as they arrived back at the library.

I would give anything to know what is going on in that pretty head of yours...
 
As they made their way back to the library, Katherine found the silents between them comfortable. The rhythmic sounds of her heals on the old tile floors meeting the stride of his soft soled shoes and the sound of the wheels of the cart as they ram over the spaces between the tiles. At one point, she thought of slipping her arm about his but dismissed it quickly. Though she would have enjoyed the physical contact, she didn't want him to think she wanted his affection.

A few doors away from the library, Shane said with a forced smile, "Well, back to the mingling and the small talk..."

Katherine stopped and reached for his arm. "Only a little while longer till the older teachers take their leave. I'm sure you can be the prim and proper groom to be till then? I won't be long till we can put the tea and cookies away and let our hair down." She gave him a wink then straightened his tie. "Till then, smile, complain about the kettles taking so long to boil, kiss Emma on the cheek when you sit back down next to her and relax."

Then Katherine stepped back and walked, hips swaying, to the library door, holding it open for Shane and the cart.
 
Shane took Kate's advice as he wheeled in the Trolley. Not that I have much choice he thought, grimly.

He smiled as he pushed the cumbersome cart over to the back wall where the teas and coffees were being made. "I love some of the features of this lovely old building" he smiled "but having to boil ancient iron kettles on a stove is a bit much!"

Mrs Smith said something back that he really didn't hear as he hurried back to his seat, one of the hard wooden library chairs. In spite of their solid, uncushioned seats, decades - if not a full century, at least - of use had worn the chairs into comfortable curved shapes and he sank into his gratefully.

He slide an arm around Emma's shoulder and leaned over to kiss her cheek, half expecting her to smell the scent of his prior arousal and make some comment - but instead she simply smiled at him lovingly and returned to telling the deputy headmistress all about who she had chosen as bridesmaids, and why.

Shane closed his eyes for a moment and allowed her talk to wash over him, trying to remind himself that yes, this was the girl he loved, this was the girl he intended to spend the rest of his life with, and that all of that was simply too good to be risking over a casual affair.

But when he opened his eyes, whether by accident or design, Kate was standing directly opposite him on the fair side of the room, and whilst she was talking to somebody else, his eyes met hers and he knew that next time she called he would come running again.
 
It wasn't more than an hour before the older staff took their leave, complaining about the long day and sore joints. The mood of the room changed. The teas and coffee's were pushed off to the side and a bar was quickly set up at the desk where Katherine checked out books. The music changed from something that resembled classical elevator music to soft french jazz. The chairs were pushed in and most people mingled about, smiling and laughing as the talked.

Kate approached Shane and Emma who were now talking with Harry and his bubbly young wife with a tray of champagne glasses on a tray. "I brought a bottle of Bollinger Blanc de Noirs Vieilles Vignes Francaises 1997. It was a Christmas gift from my family back in Canada but such things need to be shared." She handed the bubbly around then took a sip, closing her eyes as her lips met the edge of the glass.
 
Shane had begun to relax. He'd already had one cocktail, loosened his shirt collar and as the atmosphere had changed from tea-party to cocktail hour, he and Emma had mingled more, laughed more.

They hard their arms wrapped around each other as Kate approached, chatting cheerfully to Harry and his wife, Jessica. As Kate handed each of them a glass, Harry all but drooled as Kate raised her glass to her full lips.

I hope I'm not so obvious as that... he thought to himself but then, perhaps it is easier for me not stare at that plump red pout when I already know exactly what it feels like on my cock...

He may have been able to prevent his eyes from wandering more than was appropriate, but he couldn't control the twitch in his loins and he quickly forced his thoughts down a different track.

Why me...? he wondered. Harry is every bit as physically fit as me - more so, in fact. Why choose me over him?

His thoughts were still not where he wanted them to be, and with a mental wrench he tore them back to the present.

"That's very generous of you, Kate." He smiled, raising his own glass.

"Yes!" giggled Emma. "I'm driving tonight but one little glass of Champagne won't hurt..." She took a dainty, appreciative sip. "I wish we could afford something this good for the wedding..." she added, eyes on her fiance.

Shane grinned. "Well, if you want to replace the Asti with Bollinger, Darling, we can do that... but our two weeks in New England will have to become a weekend in Skegness, in order to pay for it..."

harry and Jess laughed, before Harry's young wife made her own contribution to the conversation..

"New England? How lovely!" bubbled Jessica. She punched her husband on the arm, affectionately. "Harry took me to New Zealand for 2 weeks, which was beautiful - but he he only wanted to go because England were playing a friendly with the All-Blacks."

It was Shane and Emma's turn to laugh, and they did so,all of Shane's worries temporarily forgotten.

"What about you, Kate?" Emma asked playfully. "Where would would you head for two weeks for your dream holiday?"
 
Katherine smiled. "Brazil." Harry nearly choked on his champagne, but Kate kept going. "I have a timeshare in São Paulo but haven't been able to use it in a few years. I love Carnival. The people there are so free and beautiful.... though my Portuguese is a little rough. I can't quiet wrap my lips around some of the words."

Quickly Katherine changed the subject back to the guests of honor, "So why did you pick new England for your honeymoon?" she asked taking another sip of the bubbly alcohol.
 
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