1. A Simple Text


    Date: 9/4/2015, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: mulls1000, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    librarian gave you when I hit send on the next message. I could already see the disgust in her eyes, you dressed up as if you were going for a meal or a night at the casino or club. That little black dress that you know I so adore, the one that compliments your figure so well and if the moment is right teases the eye with the glimpse of your stocking tops that cling to your heavenly thighs. I could see the gloss of your lips even from here, and the soft curls of your hair that frame your beautiful face. My vantage point gave me a heavenly view of the plunging neckline, exposing the top of your cleavage. I could tell you had spent time pampering yourself, making yourself so deliciously edible that no man could ever resist. The buzz of your cell met with a growl from the librarian, your humble apology just loud enough for me to hear. I watch as you flick open your cell, followed by your glance around the library until your eyes fell upon the location. Once more the echo of your every step against the granite floor, resonating through the old library. Artificial light fills the central concourse, slowly disappearing into murkier darkness amongst endless rows of tightly packed bookshelves, the neon lighting giving way to fractured moonlight that filtered through the window blinds. I watch as you reach the stairs, taking the hand rail in your palm as you gingerly begin to climb the steps in your heels. I watch intently as your eyes search the end of the aisles, seeking the ...
    reference that illuminated your cell moments early. Moments later I have to step back further into the dark corners. I watch you find the aisle and then slip down the narrow space, encased in books of all sizes and ages, the clink of your heels no more as you step from the granite flooring onto carpet. Your hand lightly trails the book spines, mouthing quietly the reference that now burns vividly in your mind. I can only imagine the thoughts flowing through your mind, the sequence of events that brings you here this night. I see your eyes darting around and imagine your heart thundering, my eyes glued to you, spellbound as I have been from day one. As I will always be. And then you find it. I only just got out of sight as you look in either direction before reaching for the shelf. I couldn't see your face, and again can only imagine the smile upon your glossed lips as you pull the leather bound, tattered book from the shelf. You look once more in either direction, the stillness of the quiet library providing no hint or suggestion of what lay next. It was as though you wanted to call my name out, yet dared not if only for the wrath of librarian below. You turn once more and continue down the remainder of the aisle into the murky darkness, book held close to your heart as though treasuring it for all it's worth. And then you feel me. As you turn at the end of the aisle, the sudden touch of my hand. Firm and forceful. You gasp, feeling the firmness, yet instantly know it is me as I ...
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