Lust in the Library(closed)

Kate smiled and walked past Shane without giving a verbal response.

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Mid afternoon, Shane walked into the break room during his spare, coffee cup in hand. The conversation between the two occupants of the room pause only for a moment till the door closed behind him.

"There's no reason that a woman that hot should be such a prude. You think she was 80 the way she glares at me when I try flirting with her." Harry mumbled as he leaned back on the old leather couch, coffee in hand. "What she needs is a good fucking."

Stephan laughed from his seat at the small table by the window. He appeared to be reading the paper, for it lay open in front of the french teacher. "And who is going to give the lovely librarian her le fait de baiser? Those sweet legs will not spread for just any cock...."
 
Shane joined in the conversation immediately, with a hard tone.

"Yes, is it going to be you, Harry? Will you tell your wife, or shall I? Honestly, the pair of you sicken me. She's a colleague, and a damned good librarian, and if any of the female staff had walked in here instead of me, you would likely have found yourselves being called to the heads office for a disciplinary hearing."

...and the fact that I'm utterly under her spell is irrelevant... Shane grimaced inwardly. I'd defend any f my female colleagues from talk like this... wouldn't I?

Harry snorted in disbelief. ""You wouldn't..." he barked but seeing the expression on Shane's face he blanched, and held up his hands in a placatory gesture. "Er, you wouldn't, would you?" he continued, his voice now full of doubt. "I mean, it was just a bit of talk, a bit of fun, all lads together, right?"

"Ahh, my friend Harry." said Stephan, apologetically. "Shane is right, of course. We have, as you say, crossed the line." He half nodded towards Shane. "However, unlike Harry here, I am of course a free agent. I think I shall pursue the lovely librarian, and teach her the ways of love."

I don't think there is anything you could teach her, my 'friend'... Thought Shane to himself, amused. Some of his amusement must have shown on his face, as Stephan looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Unless, of course, you have any objection?" he added.

"No, of course not..." mumbled Shane, crossing the room to the small kitchen area.

Harry made his excuses, gathered up his papers and left, whilst Shane he began to refill his coffee-cup, unaware of the speculative gaze the french teacher was watching him with.
 
"Our friend, Harry, is likely to get himself in grande trouble with is petite dame if his eyes continue to wander, no?" Stephan asked as he took a sit of his tea. His eyes starting at Shane from across the rim of his tea cup.
 
"Hey, what?" Shane started, having been lost in his own thoughts. He turned to face the other man.

"He might indeed - he has made no secret of the way he lusts after Miss Mackay... he's lucky, frankly, that Miss Mackay is keeping him at bay, if he wants his marriage to survive..."

Shane tilted his head on one side.

"As for yourself... I assumed you had already, ah, gotten to know her quite well, by the way you two were talking at the party.
 
Stephan just smiled and set his tea cup down into it's saucer. "Oh no, my friend. I have a little more tact that that. With such a beautiful woman, one should not rush such things. She deserves to be woowed.... not just a roll in the hay, no?" The french teacher lean forward, crossing his arms on the table. A mischievous grin on his handsome face as he went on. "Such a beautiful flower does not want to be simply fucked, but to enjoy the game of love first."

Stephan glanced up at the clock. "Look at the time. How I wish your English schools would see greater worth in a well rested teacher." with that, the young, handsom french teacher tossed back the last of his tea and headed for the door. "Have a good day Shane." he said on his way out the door.
 
Shane shook his head as the french teacher retreated from the room.

If only you knew... he thought to himself. He didn't doubt that Stephan was telling the truth. Whilst nothing like as brash as Harry, he would not have been able to resist letting his male colleagues know if he had already enticed the librarian into his bed.

Which raises the question, why not?[i/] he thought to himself, as he strode through the corridors on the way to class. Why me, and not him?

After all, the french teacher was handsome, well built, and could be extremely charming. And, of course, single.

But perhaps that is it... she very much likes to be in charge and I don't think she could manipulate him as easily as she does me...

He sighed, unsure whether to be relieved or worried, and tried to put the thought out of his mind for now - at least for as long as it took to deliver the afternoon lessons.
 
Late in the afternoon, Shane was getting ready for his bike ride home. Though Kate hadn't intended to see him again that day, she had found his house keys on the passenger seat of her car when she had gone out to get her lunch from her car. Since she was sure he would need them, Kate slipped into the mens change room when she was sure he was alone.

The sound of her healed boots echoed through the room as she walked around the corner of the lockers, his keys dangling from her index finger. "I thought you might need these." she said with a mischievous smile.
 
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Shane had already changed into his cycling gear - the tight fitting shorts and t-shirt - when he heard the door open. He didn;t think anything of it until he heard the unmistakable sound of boot-heels on the hard floor.

Immediately he experienced a rush of blood to his groin, his large member swelling up and straining against the fabric of his shorts in a very obvious way before she even came into view.

"Oh Jesus, Kate, look what you do to me..." he groaned, as his cheeks flushed red in embarrassment. "But thank you... I didn't even notice they were missing. Could have been awkward when I tried to get in..."
 
Kate smiled and slow strutted over towards Shane, her hand still holding his keys out. "And if it had been someone else, how embarrassing it might have been. Mrs. Smith has been known to end up in places she shouldn't be." She paused at her hand brushed his as Shane took his lost keys. "Or Stephen has been known to wear a hard sold boot. Would that not have been a bit uncomfortable for you to be discovered by either with a hard on as they came around the corner?" She asked with a coy smile as her hand drifted down towards his tight bike shorts.
 
Taking the initiative for once, Shane's hands slipped around Kate's waist, then cupped her lovely behind as he pulled her close, grinding his hardness against her.

"Oh no, Miss Mackay, your footsteps are quite distinctive..."

He rubbed his hardness against her a few moments more, enjoying the erotic sensations, before looking her in the eye.

"Talking of Stephan, it seems he has set his sights upon you..."
 
Kate let Shane pull her close and kneed her bottom. As he did, the librarian let her hands run up his chest and then wrap around his neck. He spoke of the french teacher as Kate's hands continued up to the back of his head. Her head dropped to the side as she forced his down towards her neck.

"Stephan has had his sights set on me since I started here a year ago." Kate whispered as she began to grind her hips against his. "Is that an idle observation or are you concerned?" she asked as her lips brushed against his earlobe as her teeth gently bit down on it.
 
Shane let out a small gasp as Kate's teeth on his ear bit rather harder than just a playful nip.

"More curious... as to why me and not him...," murmured Shane in his lover's ear.

The teacher's hands slipped down over Kate's luscious curves, below her hemline, them back up, bunching her skirt up as they came, letting his hands caress the bare cheeks of her perfect behind.

"Mmmm..." he whispered, as his fingers explored further and continued to find no fabric. "A tiny thong, or nothing at all?"
 
A soft giggle escaped the librarians lips. "My dear Mr. Lieberman. It would be unseemly for a faculty member to walk around without anything under her skirt." Kate's lips placed a few gentle, wet kisses along Shane's neck as she stewed on his comment.

The more she thought about his question, the more she began to fume. finally she whispered, "Do you remember when I first showed you my..... fantasy section? Do you remembered what I told you? No strings. No attachments." As she spoke, her hands drifted down his chest the gently pushed him back till he looked down into her eyes. "Do you think that Stephan could give that to me?"

Before he could answer, Kate pushed Shane away and began to pull her skirt down as she turned for the door.
 
Shane reached out and laid a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't leave angry, Kate," he murmured. "You had more on your mind when you came in here than giving me back my key. Talk to me."
 
Kate paused then slowly turned. A slight smile of amusement on her face. Her green eyes met Shanes as she reached up and removed his hand from her shoulder, holding it in her own. "I always have many things on my mind. The Headmaster has me very busy lately meeting with grant committees and alumni about my library program. Then weeding out who's money is worth taking because everyone wants to have their name on a plaque on the wall or even on the door. Infact, I think I spent just about as much time in his office as I do in my library..... and that's only work." Slowly as she spoke, Kate pushed Shane backwards till his back pressed against the cold metal lockers.

The librarian took a deep breath and gave a sigh, "One would think that getting that off my chest would feel good.... but it doesn't. It only means that we've began to cross a line. Maybe it's friendship, or maybe it's the start of affection and that wasn't what I wanted from you. So no Shane, I didn't have anything else on my mind when I came to give you your keys." She paused then smiled again, her hands running up and down his chest as she pressed her pelvis against his.

Her eyes had never left his as she continued. "Now, you on the other had, have had plenty on your mind. Why you and not... anyone else? All of this was just a spire of the moment thing for me. I have been fantasizing about this for a long time but no one seemed to be a good fit till you walked in through the library doors. The right height and build. You looked at me with as much lust as fear of getting caught."
 
The hapless teacher could not help respond bodily to the way Kate was rubbing against him. His hardness rubbed hard against her, eliciting an involuntary groan from his lips.

"Who wouldn't Kate? Who wouldn't look upon you with lust?" His hand slid between their bodies, wrapping around a breast, squeezing firmly.

"And then you made it quite clear you wouldn't take no for an answer..." he added, dropping his mouth to hers and thrusting his tongue between her lips, kissing her with a desperate passion. Then he broke the kiss.

"I can't say no to you now. You have all the power, and have done since that first moment of lust in the library. If you want to end it..."
 
Kate was silent for a moment as she looked up at Shane. He could almost see her gears turning when she gave a heavy sigh and whispered, "Just shut up and fuck me." Before he could respond verbally, Kate was kissing him hard, her tongue searching for his with passion as she reached down and began to pull down his cycling shorts.
 
Just as in their first encounter, it was the aggressive kiss that drove all doubts out of Shane's mind. The chance - the likelihood, even - of being caught was too easy to ignore as Kate's excited tongue thrust deep into her mouth. He moaned ecstatically has he felt her hands push down his shorts and seize his hard member, and responded in kind, sliding his fingers up her thighs, under her skirt, slidjng underneath the skant material of her panties to caress her sex.

He moved his hands back, to cup her wonderful backside, and lifted her off her feet. Turning, he pinned her to the lockers, gasping as she pulled her panties to one side and used the motion to deftly guide him straight into her already wet pussy.

As her legs wrapped around him and her tongue urged him on, he began to thust into her with wild abandon, pumping his sizable thick cock into her, gaspign with every stroke. "Fuck.... yes... yes..." he murmured whenever her hungry mouth released his.
 
As Shane began to fuck her against the steel lockers without holding anything back, Kate cringed. Not for the lack of enjoyment and sexual energy because she would have gladly taken pleasure in this till the male teacher collapsed or he fucked her till she passed out after multiple orgasms. The noise they created though was a problem. The sound of constant, rhythmic fucking up against the steel lockers no doubt could be heard in the hallway. Being caught was no an option.... not now. Though being caught had it's own turn ons, it wasn't worth the risk.

Kate broke their passionate kiss and whispered into Shane's ear through gasps of passion as he continued to fuck her, holding nothing back. "Not here. I want you in the storage closet...."Kate had stumbled onto the closet while waiting for Shane in the shower. It had once been a linen closet but had been abandoned and turned into a storage room for out of date PE equipment. A heavy hemp net used for climbing drills held back old, cracked leather volleyballs against one wall. Another wall was covered with boxes of unknown articles and an old fashioned vaulting horse took up most of the back wall.
 
"Oh sweet Jesus" whimpered Shane, as Kate whispered into his ear and firmly took hold of the root of his cock with her slender hand, preventing him from plunging back into her.

He blinked, sense breaking through the haze of lust that had clouded his thoughts, and nodded.

"You are right, of course..." he murmured, reclaiming his hard member and pulling up his shorts high enough to walk without stumbling. He was about to turn when another thought struck him, and he grabbed Kate around her slim waist with his strong hands and lifted her, pressing her against him as he began to walk towards the storage closet, feeling her wrap her legs around him for support.

He carried her over to the door and fumbled for the handle, and then they were in. The old vaulting horse was the obvious place to head for, and he covered the space in 4 long strides, lifting his lover even higher to allow her perfect ass to perch on the three-foot high "seat".

He turned away, to push the door shut. Dim light came through the tiny skylight above, and he turned back to look at the woman with the body of an angel and mind of a succubus who sat waiting for him...
 
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At first Kate couldn't see Shane as he closed the door. The light from the small window streamed down from overhead, into her eyes, lighting her from above as well as all the molecules of dust in the air. Blinded, Kate gripped the handles of the horse and brought her pumps to the bottom edge of the old leather sides.

Kate knew what was stored here and for a moment she questioned why they hadn't ended up here much sooner. So many possibilities. "Mmmm." she moaned softly as her imagination went wild. "What a perfect height for something new." she commented as Shane finally took a step towards her out of the darkness. Kate reached out her arms, drawing her closer. Kate spread her legs welcomingly, her heals still on the bottom edge of the leather that hung down over the vaulting horses sides.
 
"Hmm, what did you have in mind?" replied Shane, moving closer. He pulled his shirt off as he walked, and tossed it to the side, before stopping right in front of Kate, between her spread knees.

He bowed his head until his face was exactly the height of her proud breasts, and he pressed his lips against one through the fabric of her clothing, working his mouth against the softness of the mound and the hardness of the nipple. His hands moved as if blessed with minds of their own, sliding up her perfect legs and settling at her waist, holding her firmly.
 
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Kate reached down and undid the buttons on her dress the same as she had that morning in Shane's kitchen. The black fabric fell open exposing her black lace bra and matching thong that Shane had slipped on her in when they arrived at the school that morning. Slowly the dress fell from her shoulders and her porcelain skin seemed to almost glow in the light cast down from the window.

With a smile, Kate pushed forward, slipping off the vault horse till her feet touched the floor. Reaching down, she took Shane's willing hands and wrapped them around behind her, towards the hooks that held her bra in place. Softly she whispered in her ear as she pressed her body to his, "I want to enjoy this without any..... constraints...." then her hands slid down from his sides, over his naked legs to the tiny straps of her thong. She began to tug them down her thighs.
 
Taking his cue obediently, Shane carefully unfastened Kate's bra, and gradually peeled the straps from her shoulder, releasing her fine breasts an gazing at them in wonder. Then he stepped back and peeled off his shorts and boxers, and socks. Fully naked, he looked up and say the dazzling sight of Kate in the same state of dishabille.

Her pale skin seemed to glow in the shaft of light from the skylight, giving her a luminous appearance like some fairy-tale fae or other enchanted creature. Slowly, he stepped into her, their naked bodies meeting from head to toe as he leaned into a kiss, pressing his lips hotly against hers, pulling her tightly against his chest, a hand on her back and another on her buttocks.
 
Kate slowly broke the kiss and wrapped her arms around Shane's shoulders as she turned her attention to his neck. Slowly, but firmly she kissed up his neck paying special attention to just below his ear. "MMmmmm. Do you like my ass?" she whispered in between kisses as Shane's hand remained on her buttocks.

"Grab my ass with both hands...." as he did as he was ordered, she rewarded him with a soft moan, "mmmmm. That's it. Squeeze those cheeks. Mmmmmmm. Now slide a few fingers inside of my wet pussy......"
 
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