The Library...Part Two

The Library...Part Two

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

I would love to get comments or critiques ...of any kind . Thank You. Magoo. The setting screamed quiet intimacy , the girl was open to new experiences..I was the luckiest man in the world. The art of the tease is a natural talent and she was blessed with an abundance of this particular talent.

Summary

I would love to get comments or critiques ...of any kind . Thank You. Magoo.

The setting screamed quiet intimacy , the girl was open to new experiences..I was the luckiest man in the world. The art of the tease is a natural talent and she was blessed with an abundance of this particular talent.

Content

Submitted: July 13, 2016

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Submitted: July 13, 2016

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I kept glancing nervously at the grey haired lady who sat across the room , deeply immersed in some intellectual pursuits, I assume . She wore ear bud headphones and was oblivious to all else but the book which lay open on the table before her.

  My phone beeped .

"I'm Katy"

I stared at my phone, smiling.

"Edward", I responded . "Nice to make your acquaintance".

"My juices taste delicious....Mmmm"

 She typed the words with one finger on her left hand as she glanced at her phone. Her other hand was occupied as her index finger began tracing the outline of the narrow little slit between her legs. I could have sworn that I could get the scent of her body from ten feet away. The musky aroma of the juices that trickled from her sweet little cunt wafted through the air and settled in my nostrils. My growing cock was testament to the effectiveness of her seduction and my fingers confirmed my total loss of control as they slipped down my belly and rested on my pubic bone, just above the waistband of my tightening shorts.

I stopped myself before I went too far and began typing .

"Are there cameras in here ???!!!."..Almost panicked I imagined being expelled for lewd behavior in a library of all places !! She might say that I sexually harassed her, that she was not a voluntary participant, that I had exposed myself;f to her ...deeper panic ensued !!  I pictured myself having to register as a sex offender...for life !! Destitute, unemployable, poverty stricken and living on the streets...pushing a shopping cart full of the junk that made up my only worldly possessions. I saw myself in the role of the unfortunate homeless guy in San Francisco. All that follows is absolutely true.

Every time I saw him at the beach near the Wharf he had his shopping cart which was full of bits of colorful paper, foil, and bits of brightly  colored fabric. He would stop at the same spot in the sand and proceed to strip off all his clothes except for a tiny woman's thong. All his worldly possessions , the contents of the shopping cart would then be carefully removed and placed on the ground  in a circle around the shopping cart. Every little colorful item was deliberately placed and positioned to satisfy whatever demons inhabited his unfortunate mind. Sitting there with my hamburger and a cold beer for lunch I would watch him for up to an hour as he repositioned the items from his cart, never seeming to be satisfied with his artful design. I often thought that if he were to stick all these items on a piece of plywood and found the right gallery downtown that he could make a fortune in the MOMA  ( Museum of Modern Art ) circle. 

Was it a woman that drove him to this, true love gone wild , a broken heart ending with a broken man ?? Maybe he was lured into behaving like a pervert and was subsequently ostracized from society ??  I had once been crazy in love and it was like a mental illness !! I lost all sense of logic . I often think that if my lover had asked me to kill for her I would have seriously considered acceding to her demands. When we finally broke up I almost had a nervous breakdown. The breakup was mutually agreed and still I was infatuated with the girl. I guess I have attachment issues lol !! Then again I was probably better off because she spent me into the poor house, almost !!  I didn't have enough money to be a young "sugar daddy" but I had even less in my account by the time we split up. I think she genuinely liked me a lot but I think she liked money even more. 

While sitting in the library I could see all of this clearly, without the blinkers of love and obsession clouding my thoughts and logic. I recalled meeting her on the San Francisco commuter train going from San Jose to the City. 

The catalyst was the offer of a bottle of water in the present circumstance. On the train it was a camera and a couple of quick snapshots. I had taken a couple of shots and she asked could I get them to her. Sure I said and gave her my number. She was returning to New York and would call me. Thus the excitement began . My flirtation with love ended in tears and misery...eventually. . 

So many good things and so many bad  things begin with the simplest of gestures. A word to a stranger, a comment to a pretty lady on a train, the offer of a cool drink on a hot muggy evening ( in the current instance ). Where would this gesture lead , disaster perhaps ? true love ? happiness ? 

As the reader can imagine....I sometimes tend to over think situations but thankfully, not for very long. All this thought process lasted only about thirty seconds !! The thoughts ran through my head like a crashing freight train as I was untying my shoes under the table.

I was bending down under the table to untie my shoes simply because the position gave me a lovely head on view of the wet spot that was developing in the V of her white panties. As I stared at the damp patch in the crotch of her white cotton panties my mind was flooded with all kinds of emotions and questions . Was fate having another laugh at me ?? Was She about to piss on my parade. Why did this sweet girl suddenly pick on me ? I would usually just accept this sort of thing without question and take it as a gift, I'm not sure why all these questions entered my head at this moment.

"Fuck it !!!"  I quietly muttered to myself, as the song says, " why worry, be happy". Fuck the consequences, they were all in my head anyway !!

As my head rose above the table I kicked off my sneakers and wriggled my toes while keeping my eyes fixed on her. As I watched her knees moved apart slightly more and the V of her panties came into view more clearly . Her pouty cheeks flushed and her eyes twinkled as she giggled , quietly staringback at me.

As she continued to stroke her tight , wet lips through the white cotton my eyes were fixed on that wet spot as it grew. 

She moved her feet apart and kicked off her shoes as she lifted her feet off the floor, savoring the comfort of bare feet. As she stretched her legs under the table her light summer dress slid further up on her thighs and her cute little ass slipped towards the table. Her legs were tanned and not quite chubby but round and meaty , not fat by any stretch of the imagiantion, just deliciously kissable . Her toes were short and so cute that I wanted to take them between my lips and suck each one , slowly sensually until I made her quiver. 

"You have the cutest little toes ". I quickly typed.

"So you're a toe fancier ?...want to suck them for me big boy ??"

"Not a fetish or anything like that , I just think you have sute little feet and toes of course"

"I can do amazing things with those toes haha "

"Like what ??"

"Now that would be telling ..I have to have some surprises up my sleeve."

"Are you a naughty girl??"

 


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