Frank Brown - Horny peeping librarian

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Cindy rode the boy until it looked as if he would pass out. Then she and Sue helped him up and helped him dress. He was incapable of doing it himself. She and Sue had sucked his balls dry, and drained him of his strength. Cindy felt great satisfaction as she tucked his soft cock into his jeans and zipped him up. That soft little thing was absolutely harmless, and so was the boy – absolutely harmless.

CHAPTER FIVE

Luckily, Sue returned from the basement alone. She left Bobby downstairs with Cindy so he could cool off and get his strength back. She didn't think it would be wise to step out of the elevator with a red-faced, exhausted boy. She and Cindy had nearly fucked the boy to death and Sue wished she could show the conquered boy to the whole world. Luckily though, she chose discretion over vanity, for Miss Wilmar accosted her moments after she'd stepped out of the elevator.

"You're two minutes late getting back from your break, Miss Sherman. You might not think two minutes matters, but in this library it does. We are efficient and responsible in this library. You will not leave on a break early or come back from one late, or you will face suspension. Is that clear?"

"Yes, ma'am. But I was doing some work in the lower stacks – for a patron."

"No excuses, Miss Sherman. You're late getting back out on the floor and that's that. Furthermore, you've not been assigned work in the lower stacks today, nor have you ever been. You've been assigned to the cataloging room today, which is where I want to see you the rest of the day."

"Yes, ma'am." Sue turned to leave before she lost control and talked back to the old witch.

"I haven't excused you, Miss Sherman."

Sue turned back, biting her lip and trying to look unrattled.

"One of the evening librarians has called in sick. I'd like you to work for her this evening and for the rest of the week if need be."

"Fine," Sue said, although she'd rather have said no, at least to this evening. She didn't relish the thought of working two shifts in a row.

"Good," said Miss Wilmar. "Perhaps you have more dedication than I thought. You know, in my day we didn't have all these sick days and holidays and paid vacations and coffee breaks. If we got sick – too bad – we worked. And we didn't have the superfluous staff we have today. If it were up to me, we'd make some cuts." She smiled thinly and Sue knew exactly who the old bat would cut first if she had the chance.

A half hour later, Bobby spotted Sue in the cataloging room and poked his head in. He smiled and blushed. "Thanks, Sue. Want me to take another library day tomorrow?"

Uneasy, Sue jumped up from her desk and poked her head out the door for signs of Miss Wilmar, then pulled Bobby into the office.

"How did you find out my name?"

"Cindy told me. Do you want me to come in tomorrow? I've got one more library day coming."

"I won't be working tomorrow," Sue said. She didn't know if she should tell him that she'd be working tomorrow night. Perhaps it would be better to cool things for a while, lest the other librarians – particularly Miss Wilmar – notice Bobby hanging around.

"OK," he said. "I'll save it for later. Can I have your phone number?"

"What?" Sue was stunned. The boy hadn't even fucked until yesterday, and now he was boldly asking for her number. He was becoming a fast operator mighty fast.

"Cindy gave me hers." He pulled a book of call-cards out of his jeans. A phone number was written on the yellow slip of paper.

"Miss Sherman, what is this boy doing in here? You know patrons aren't allowed in the cataloging room."

Sue's heart stopped. Miss Wilmar had stepped into the room and was glaring at her. Sick to her stomach, acting without thinking, Sue scribbled her phone number on the call-card and shoved it back into Bobby's hands.

"There you are, son," Sue said. "That's the number. Just find that number on the shelves and you should be able to find the books you're looking for."

"Huh?" Bobby said. Then, when Sue gave him an imploring, almost desperate look, he shook his head. "Oh yeah, sure. I'll look for that number. Well, thanks – uh – ma'am." He squeezed pest Miss Wilmar and was gone.

Sue sighed silently with relief. Thank God he hadn't called her by her first name!

"Miss Sherman," said Miss. Wilmar, "when we work in the cataloging room we do not waste our time giving assistance to patrons. That's the job of the people at the information desks. Also, in case you haven't noticed, there's a sign right outside this door which says, Library Personnel Only. Boys may be blind, but you, I sincerely hope, are not."

"Yes, ma'am."

"The next time a patron asks you for information when you're not behind the information desk, you refer him to the desk. You, do not waste time giving information. I run an efficient, disciplined library here, Miss Sherman, in case you hadn't noticed. Now carry on." With another thin, satisfied smile, the head librarian marched out of the room.

"Jesus Christ!" Sue breathed softly. She realized she was sweating.

The nicest thing about the evening shift was the noticeable absence of Miss Wilmar. The library felt warmer, cozier, the atmosphere more relaxed. Only five librarians worked the shift, each in her own assigned nook in the library, each hoping to herself and doing her job without the ever-present fear of Miss Wilmar. Sue worked the mezzanine, helping patrons – mostly high school students doing homework or research – find books and other reference materials. Many of the students were boy-girl couples, who did more socializing and flirting than studying, but Sue knew it would be futile to ask them to quiet down. She smiled as she sat at her mezzanine desk, watching furtively as the boys and girls flirted and as the boys groped.

Over in the farthest corner of the study area, a cute little blonde girl – who reminded Sue of herself at that age – was squirming in her chair as the boy seated next to her moved his hand between her legs. The couple obviously thought that nobody could see them because their study table was half-hidden behind some low bookshelves. But Sue could see them and, as the couple became more and more heated, she watched them boldly. Once kids got hot enough, they no longer cared about anything except satisfying their itchy crotches, and they lost all sense of caution. How many times had she herself dared to perform wild sexual acts in dangerous places? More times than she could ever hope to remember.

The young girl had kicked off her shoes earlier and now her squirming and curling bare toes were evidence of the intense sexual sensations she was experiencing. The girl's blue eyes rolled under long lashes. Her pert young tits heaved under a white T-shirt, her nipples visible as dark swellings under, the thin material. The boy had his hand in her jeans and was obviously wiggling a finger inside her cunt. As Sue watched, she could almost feel a finger screwing her, own cunt.

The boy squeezed his crotch with his other hand, rubbing his cock through his jeans. He looked just as flushed and shaky as the girl. He leaned over and kissed the girl's cheek. She turned her head, meeting his hips with her own. They kissed, their mouths opening, their tongues sliding. Suddenly, the girl started to writhe, her toes clutching the balls of her feet. Her body shook and her face flushed almost purple.

Sue's face burned. She felt like ripping off her clothes and crawling across the floor and under the table and unzipping the boy's jeans. She'd pull out his cock and give him a blow-job while he sat there trying to study.

The young girl slumped back, relaxing. She grabbed the boy's arm and made him pull his hand out of her pants. The boy popped the middle finger of his withdrawn hand into his mouth and sucked on it, his eyes closed as if he were savoring a fine wine. When he opened his eyes, the girl was copying something out of a book. The boy tried to get her to rub his cock, but she jerked away, looking offended.

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