John Adams - The overdue librarian

"Of course," Susan answered, puzzled at her presence.

"I'm sorry to disturb you," the half-sister said, her eyes looking at the thin robe Susan had thrown on.

"Don't worry about that. Is there some problem?" the curious librarian asked.

Carol's lip trembled as she spoke. "Frankly, there is a problem… and it's a serious problem to me."

Susan was sure she knew what the half-sister was about to say. "As long as you're here you may as well tell me what it is," she tried to keep the irritation out of her voice.

"Miss Lawrence. I will come to the point, I have lived with the Marshall's for several years now, and I have gown quite fond of Mark… and Carl was not used to these confrontations, but I believe a person should get for what they want…"

Susan broke into her speech. "Miss Parker. I know what you're getting at, and I don't intend to be intimidated by you or anyone else. My relationship with Carl is my business! Now, if you have nothing else to say…"

Susan wasn't prepared for the burst of tears as the frustrated half-sister broke down.

"You don't understand, Miss Lawrence!" Carol Parker sobbed while her body shook.

Susan felt sorry for the woman. "I didn't mean to be abrupt… Carol. I can see mat you're in love with Carl. I'm not sure how I feel about him, yet. Tonight was the first real contact I've had with him. Don't you think it's a little early for you to worry about me?"

"I saw the way he looked at you!" Carol sobbed. "He never looked at me like that!" she said resentfully as she brushed tears from her cheek.

Susan was about to speak when the half-sister began to sway. It appeared that she was about to faint.

"Are you all right, Carol?" she asked as she took her arm to steady her.

"I… I don't know… I feel faint…" the half-sister said groggily.

The librarian acted swiftly. "We'd better get you into the bedroom. You need to lie down for a while."

Susan supported Carol by holding her arms around her as they walked to the bedroom. With some difficulty she guided the half-sister to the bed and helped her onto it.

"I'm sorry…" Carol mumbled as Susan adjusted the pillow under her head.

"Never mind that," Susan answered with concern. "You need some air," she said as she unbuttoned Carol's white blouse until her bra came into view.

Pausing for a moment, Susan stared at the woman's reclining form. Her ample tits were pushing out from the top of the lacy bra. Susan admired her lush cleavage. She looked down her body and noticed that the half-sister had long, well-formed legs, only half-covered by her short blue skirt.

"Ohhhhh!" the lovely woman moaned. "My head is splitting. I… I didn't mean to cause you so much trouble…" she mumbled as she tried to sit up.

"No, you don't!" Susan soothed as she gently pushed her back down. "You're in no shape to move now. Let me rub your temples for a while. It will ease your pain."

As she massaged Carol's head Susan began to feel a strange empathy for the half-sister. She knew that terrible feeling of rejection. She had experienced that horrible feeling of loving and not having it returned.

"Men!" Susan said with bitterness.

"Huh?" Carol asked weakly.

Susan hadn't realized that she had spoken aloud. "Oh, nothing… uh… just relax, darling," she smiled at the pretty blonde while she ran her hands softly across her face.

The emotions building in Susan were confusing to her. The intimate closeness of the woman was having a strong effect on her senses. Her hands were moving with a will of their own as they massaged her face and then moved down to her neck.

"I think you need more air," the librarian whispered as her fingers worked on the buttons of Carol's blouse.

Not knowing why she was doing it, but somehow sure it was the right thing to do, Susan opened Carol's blouse and pulled it from her skirt.

"Huh?" Carol moaned in a dazed voice as Susan lifted her shoulders to pull the blouse away.

"Relax, Carol," Susan whispered. "You can't feel comfortable with all these clothes on. Let me help you relax, darling," she said, as her hands went to Carol's skirt and worked on it.

Susan removed the dazed woman's skirt and shoes. She paused and examined the attractive woman's half-naked body. Though she was sure Carol was a few years older, Susan could see that the woman's body was just as firm and curvaceous as her own. Her white panties barely covered her hips. Her splendid thighs and calves were well-tanned from the summer sun. The flat stomach led up to the woman's straining boobs, which seemed to be begging to be released from their confinement.

With loving tenderness Susan lowered her head and lightly brushed her lips across Carol's.

"Mmmmmmm! Carl…" the blonde moaned dreamily. Her arms moved upward to pull Susan closer.

The heat in Susan's pussy urged her onward. This was no time to question what she was doing. They both needed love. They both needed to love each other. Her warm lips touched Carol's again, this time with more pressure. Her tongue moved out and slipped between Carol's lips, meeting no resistance. The sweetness of Carol's mouth was so different from anything she had ever tasted. It was totally different from the rough firmness of a man's mouth.

Her robe had worked open and Susan gasped into the other woman's mouth when her naked tit brushed against a big bra-covered boob. She wanted to touch Carol's naked jugs!

Susan stood. She yanked the robe from her body and was naked. Looking down at the drowsy woman she felt her cunt blaze and her nipples stiffen with desire. She couldn't wait. Bending over Carol, she slipped her hands around her back and struggled with the clasp of the woman's bra. It came off in her hands. She pulled it from Carol's large boobs and her pussy burned at the sight.

Carol began to realize that she wasn't dreaming. "I… I feel so… hot… Susan. What's happening…" she moaned as her eyes struggled to open.

"It's all right, darling," Susan whispered. "I need you so much. I want to kiss you, Carol. We need each other. Let me love you, darling," the horny librarian said as saw lowered her warm body onto the bed next to the half-sister.

Her mouth went directly for one of Carol's reddish nipples.

"Ooooohhhhh, Susan! What are you doing to me?" Carol gasped at the wet contact of Susan's lips on her sensitive nipple.

Susan didn't answer. She almost swooned at the feel of another woman's tit in her mouth. Her cunt itched and her body quivered with her passion. Sucking in Carol's nipple, she placed a hand on the woman's other jug and squeezed.

"Your mouth… your hand… Susan! No! We can't… I've never… It's not right…" the half-sister moaned, even as her hand came up to rest on Susan's shoulder.

Carol was too dazed to fully comprehend what was happening to her. She did know that it felt good. Her fantasies had sometimes included women, but the reality was something she wasn't prepared for. Still, she couldn't find the will to push the beautiful woman from her tits. It felt so good!

Susan was pleased that Carol didn't resist. She was determined to enjoy the big-titted woman's gorgeous body. Her mouth sucked in more tit. Her fingers kneaded the other boob and pinched at the nipple. Moans of confused pleasure came from Carol's mouth as Susan sucked and squeezed.

Her own throbbing clit reminded Susan that Carol had one too. The smooth flesh of the woman's stomach burned her searching fingers as she trailed them downward. Lifting the waistband of her panties she felt the curly hairs surrounding Carol's pussy. Excitement increased in the hot librarian as she groped for Carol's clit.

"Aaaaaahhhhh! No! Not there! You mustn't! Ooooohhh! Nooooooo!" the turned-on half-sister protested without much conviction when Susan's hot fingers caressed her throbbing, tiny clit.