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Between the Stacks (Candira)

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David Uttley came to the library looking for a book to entertain him for the weekend. His law firm had given him the week off of cases, and instead of traveling somewhere or visiting family, David decided it was an excellent opportunity to do absolutely nothing for a whole week, nothing except eat, sleep, catch up on some reading, and maybe even masturbate. Two days in though, David had become bored and read through all of the books he owned, so instead of buying a bunch of books he would never look at until his next week-long break, David decided to get a selection from the library.

Walking around the stacks of historical fictions and biographies, David spotted a few titles and authors that caught his eye, entertaining reads that could promise to be thick reads, but they were not his true target. David had always been a fan of science fiction and as a paralegal, he hadn't been able to actually read one for a very long time. Sure there was the sci-fi channel and the occasional movie to give him his fill of galaxy-spanning, future predicting, post-apocalyptic fun, but nothing could beat cracking open a a thick volume of imagination.

As he walked to the science fiction section, almost shamefully in his mind though he knew logically that there was nothing to be ashamed of and no one he knew around, David checked around to be sure. After reading dry important documents and law volumes for so long, David couldn't really justify in his mind his favoritism for the sci-fi. It was a silly and irrational thought process, but nonetheless he tread softly as he arrived to the somewhat empty section of the library. In fact, not many people were in the library today, except in the periodicals where some read the paper and the study section where local high school students were trying to work on papers. Other than that, it was a peaceful ghost town, and David liked it that way.

Thumbing through the first book that David recognized from an author that he'd heard of but never read before, David looked for a place to sit before deciding he would simply lean against the stack. David smiled as he began to read, glad that the first few paragraphs promised a tale about a futuristic utopia entrapping emotions for fear of their inefficiency in a capitalistic society, when he heard steps coming near. Closing the book, but keeping a finger in it to save his place, David peered around a corner to see who it was.

(OCC: I forgot to mention, though I could probably guess you would include this anyway: heels. I like heels. :) Not stipper tall or anything, but tall and stiletto. :D)
 
As David looked up from his novel a beautiful woman rounded the corner. What a woman she was. She had fair skin that looked fit to belong to a model and golden hair, though it was pulled back into a classy up-do. Icy blue eyes were behind a stylish rectangular pair of glasses that made her look fantastically intelligent. Though her dress was somewhat conservative--a blue button-up blouse with a dark, knee-length pencil skirt--her figure was absolutely sinful. In another life she could have been a movie star--of questionable origins. The look suited her well, as did her four inch stilettos. Golden bangle bracelets clinked as she walked, a golden necklace peeking up from beneath her collar, which was undone to the second button. Her ears glittered with diamond studs, though they were fake, and her full lips curved into a beautiful rosy smile.

"Oh? Hello there. Are you finding what you need?" she asked, her voice smooth as velvet. And who was this beautiful creature? The only clue was her name tag, attached tastefully just above her breast. It read: VALERIE. "Oh? That novel is a great read. I couldn't put it down." She smiled as she noticed his book. "I'll leave you to it, but let me know if you need help," she said, turning to walk away.
 
As the beauty known simply as Valerie spoke to him, David was instantly smitten. Her body was tantalizing in that outfit and he was instantly wondering what kind of underwear she was wearing and what she was hiding under that shirt. He was used to this type of outfit, professional and stylish at the same time. Still, this woman seemed to find a way to make that outfit even more attractive than he was used to; those breasts seeming to struggle against her shirt, pulling the buttons naughtily against her chest and that skirt showing off a fair amount of leg. Even her jewels were attractive, giving her an almost realer than life presence, and her up-done hair shining and attracting David instantly.

As she complimented his book choice, David was drawn in even more, wanting to follow her like a schoolboy with a crush. Instead though, David laughed and mussed up his light brown hair, scratching and smoothing to make sure his closely cropped hair wasn't sticking up or anything strange. He felt under-dressed in his jeans and graphic tee that said "My clean shirt's in the hamper" and was almost embarrassed that this well-done up creature was taking the time to even notice him. When she walked away, David carefully leaned forward to watch her ass sway in that tight skirt and those heels.

David read his book for a few moments before he realized that he couldn't focus and was going over the same line over and over again. The sentences were interesting and well-constructed, but he couldn't focus with that beauty bouncing around in his head. He had never met a woman that strikingly beautiful, at least not one who wasn't in a movie or on his internet screen for 7.99 a month. Even though this was supposed to be his relaxing weekend of nothing, and even though he hadn't tried dating for months because of his work, he just had to try and talk to her.

Walking out from the shelves and passing a man who was sitting down, reading through an Asimov, David finally spotted an alcove with a computer, Valerie sitting away from it doing something.

"Um... hi," David said shyly, having never been great with women, but also being rusty from the little skills he once had.
 
Valerie smiled as she worked on inputting more request entries for the sci fi department, the one she'd been working in the longest. She did love a good book with imagination, science, a daring hero/heroine, and, blast it, she loved the artwork on the covers. She'd been on her way to find the very book that the man in the aisle had been reading. She'd wanted the isbn number, but she could look it up in the system, no problem. He'd been kind of cute, in that "college student on laundry day" kind of way. She'd liked his t-shirt, and the thought made her chuckle.

Maybe she should have talked to him a little while longer. He seemed like a nice guy. And just as she was thinking this, she heard a man's voice. Blinking, she turned her head to see the very person she was thinking about. She smiled pleasantly and asked, "Is there something I can help you with?"
 
"Umm..." David mumbled dumbly, trying to think of something to say, but as the librarian turned to look at him, arching her spine in that strangely flexibly seductive way, smiling at him gently, he couldn't really think straight at all. For a moment, he seemed to only stare with his mouth wide open, but he quickly found some footing and bounced back with a small laugh. Once again David knew that he was grossly unprepared for this, but he knew if he didn't take this opportunity now, he'd be kicking himself for the rest of the year.

"Yes, I was wondering, since you've read this already, if you could give me a few other recommendations? I was just going to check out the max limit of books and have a reading party, not so much a party but me reading a lot and sitting around. I mean I do other things, just I read in my free time which I have a lot of. On my vacation that is, which I am on right now so... rambling aside, could you give me a hand?" David finished dumbly, still trying to give a charming smile but now staring at the floor instead of in Valerie's eyes.
 
She could see that he was nervous, but at least he was sweet about it. Her smile brightened a bit as he asked her for recommendations in his rambling sort of way. She pushed away from her station and stood up for him, about his height in her heels. "Sure. I'll help you find some." Valerie was sort of a sucker for guys like him, and he was even cuter on closer inspection. "I love vacation. I check out tons of books and read them at home when I get the chance, though sometimes I'll stay at the library too." She chuckled and walked along with him. "Let's see...you'll probably want to balance your reading with heavy and light stories, right?"

As she walked, her hips had a way of swaying that could have distracted a monk. She found the aisle she was searching for and pulled down several books, making sure to move her body in a rather teasing, sexual sort of way just so he would have a few choice images stuck in his head for the rest of his little reading week. Maybe she'd even be the sexy heroine in a few of the novels he'd read. The thought made her smile as she pulled down several he might enjoy based on that selection.
 
David followed Valerie like a little puppy as she took him back to the stacks, talking about the "vacation" he was taking and how she liked spending hers reading as well. Immediately an image of Valerie naked in his arms, reading a piece by Tolstoy while he read Faulkner, both enjoying the time to laze together and then slowly fuck when they finished their respective reads jumped to mind. Her ass was so tight in that skirt, practically yelling at him to touch it, but of course David made sure to not do such a stupid thing. After all, she was the local librarian, a bookworm, and he was just some schmo looking to waste time, they weren't pornstars or something.

Still, as she bent over and then reached up, showing off her ass and arched back respectively to him, David wasn't so sure. She was so beautiful, so seductive, and she worked those heels so well... David couldn't believe that this woman had gone to college, never been found by a modeling agency, and successfully got through to study library science or literature or something. Someone, somewhere, was not doing their job.

As she bent over, giving him a tight look at her ass (and no panty lines... was it a thong? Maybe he just missed them...) David had to take the opportunity to readjust his erection as it was painfully trying to pull itself from the pants of his leg. In a fast-track legal career where all your readings could help a lawyer decide someone's fate, you needed confidence, and though David wasn't good at talking to women, in most areas he had confidence specifically because of his dick. His nine-inch member was impressive to the few lovers David had had in his life, but it wasn't usually a "deal-closer."

Still, he knew it was impressive, so as he pulled it up into the waist band of his jeans, the tip peeking out but covered by his t-shirt, David took a plunge.

"So, aren't librarians supposed to be stuffy 50 year old women with hearing aids? What's your story?" David asked confidently, still staring at Valerie's ass before she turned around.
 
Valerie didn't look back at him, but the idea that he was following her was enough to make her smile. Deciding that it was best to let him hold onto his pride, she took her time collecting a few more books, giving him a better view. If nothing else, she was giving a good guy something very nice to think about tonight. But thinking about giving him fantasies was making her a little hot herself. For the moment, she kept it in check and when she had a decent stack she turned to him and set a fair number of books into his hands. "Hm? Hey, I take a little offense to that you know."

She frowned a little, looking at him. "I'm clearly not a grandma, right?" she winked and crossed her arms. "Besides, there are plenty of pretty, young women working as librarians. We don't start off as grandmas, you know?" She tilted her head and wondered if the question meant that he was trying to find out more about her, or if he'd been after something else. "I love books. I intend to work here for a long time. Why do you ask?"
 
Valerie's tone was playful and fun when she answered his question, and David laughed along, thinking she was funny but at the same time giving her a little bit more of a show of laughing because she was so beautiful and made him nervous. As he took the stack from more, David sheepishly smiled, not really sure of what he was going to say.

"Oh, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant... I mean, do you do some modeling on the side? You're very beautiful for a librarian and I was just taken aback for a moment," David explained with a little chuckle before clearing his throat and further clarifying. "But if you like books, that totally makes sense. Yeah, a librarian, you get to be around what you love all day. Wish I'd thought of that. I just picked a career that I thought would make me money."

David stood there in front of Valerie, holding the stack of books that weren't too heavy, but would begin to weigh him down if he waited for too long. Still, he was too afraid to move in the event that Valerie decided to go back to her workstation before he had a chance to at least get her phone number.
 
At the suggestion of her being a model she chuckled a little, smiling again in that foxy way of hers. "Well, I'm flattered that you would think so, though the qualifier 'for a librarian' probably shouldn't go in that sentence," she said, leaning toward him a little. "But I'll take what I can get." Valerie was glad that he'd laughed along with her. His heart was in the right place, but it was becoming clear that he wasn't really all that great with women. Then again, not very many men were really good with women. Least of all with her.

"Oh, I'm sure that there was more than just money involved. If there wasn't, you wouldn't still be at it, much less be a success. And you don't seem like the sort of person who isn't good at what they do." She smiled and looked at the pile of books in his hands. "Hmm, I'd give you more, but if you finish this, you'll have to come back and see me."

With that, she produced a card from some mysterious place on her person and smiled as she handed it to him. "If you need me again, feel free to give me a call. I'll be waiting to hear from you." And she started to turn and leave with that last statement, wondering if he would try to stop her or just let her go.
 
David smiled politely at the compliment, and though it was true that he had a brain for quickly taking in and retaining information, therefore making him good at his job, but he had no real passion for it. He didn't even get to be the one who put criminals away or defend the innocent. David just did paperwork for the people who did the real stuff. That just made David frustrated a lot of the time. Now, as Valerie complimented and smiled at David, he wanted to find a way to ignore all of that with some fun, some sort of sinful fun...

She handed him a card and began to walk away, and as David stared transfixed on her ass, he couldn't control himself. He had to say something and had to try getting more out of her than just a phone number. Maybe he was just being cocky, or greedy, but he had to try one more time.

"Wait. If I leave, I'll just be reading alone at my apartment, but if I stay here, could I possible have your company?" David asked hopefully, hoping that Valerie would turn and give him that pretty smile.
 
He caught her at just the right moment and made her turn to face him again. his comment made her smile and she crossed her arms. "It's possible that we could be in the same general area," she said with a little smile. Valerie was charmed in an unexpected way. "I do leave at eight. It's when the library is closing. I'll be in this department, if you'd like to stay." She smiled at him and tilted her head to the side. "Would you like me to show you a good place to read?"
 
The way she smiled at him, David thought he might have stumbled onto a jackpot. A model-esque girl who had a knock-out smile, who liked sci-fi literature and was nice too? David thanked whatever God that decided to smile upon him on this day. He met a lot of beautiful women in his life, and even on his job, but they were always so unreachable, both in a psychological sense for David, but even more so in a legal sense when it came to his job. Lawyers and paralegals couldn't date when they worked together David had been told a few times. This opportunity... he wasn't going to let it pass.

"I would love a good place... to read," David said in his most flirtatious tone, though he wasn't sure where it was coming from or how it was going to come across since he seemed like a giant goober (in his mind) as he said it. "I mean... yes, show the way."
 
The pretty librarian uncrossed her arms and nodded. "Alright. This way please." She turned away and led him toward the table she'd been working at, her hips swaying, her legs really working those heels of hers. She brought him to a comfortable little alcove that faced her desk and the window and gestured for him to sit. "Here. This should be a nice place for you to read. I'll just be over there," she said, pointing to her desk.

With a little wink, she walked to her desk and gave him a nice view of her as she worked, leaning forward a bit to read documents, adding things to request lists, handling people as they came her way. All he had to do was look up and she would be there. When she got up to re-shelve books, she made sure he could see her as she bent and leaned over, searching for the right place.
 
David nodded as he sat down at the provided desk and set the books down for some reading. Though it was true that the desk and chair were quaint and comfortable, and of course it had a wonderful view... David couldn't help but feel like he was pushed out of the way a little bit. This anger was abated by the fact that David could watch Valerie sit and work, getting flashes of her legs and her cleavage, but when she got up to put some books away, David had to try something a little more drastic.

Standing up from the desk, David went to the work desk and sat himself down, purposely blocking Valerie's papers and computer, crossing his arms to try and look impressive in some way. As Valerie came back, he gave her a cocky smile and a small laugh.

"Ms. Librarian, I feel I have a confession to make about those books you've given me. Though it's true that I'm very interested in reading them, I have to admit, they're not why I wanted to come over here where I thought we could be alone," David said to Valerie, trying his best to sound like a confident and conquering warrior who seduced women like in the books he read. Sure most of those women were weird aliens or robots or something, but it still worked here. Probably.
 
Valerie was surprised to see him standing there like that. His posture said that he was a far cry from the sweet, but shy guy she'd helped before. Now he wanted something, and since he knew she was playing the game, he was willing to be a little more aggressive. His confession didn't surprise her at all, but his persistence really was something. Despite the fact that she was at work and had things that really needed to be done, she really wanted him to get what he wanted.

"Oh? And were you hoping to get to know me a little better?" She asked, coming closer to him. Oh so close, she could smell his cologne. It was pleasant, in a way that she wouldn't mind having on her body when he was through. "Why don't you start with your name?" she asked, her body tantalizingly close. All he would have to do is reach out and he would touch her.

At this point, she didn't think she would resist at all.
 
As Valerie came back, David was surprised to see that she was playing along, laughing and smiling as she spoke instead of acting bewildered or worse, pissed off at his being so presumptuous. Instead, she was actually acting receptive, coming closer to him and flirting back. As she got closer, David could smell her skin and it smelled like jasmine bath beads and fresh cut linens. She was wearing a perfume too, but it was so subtle, he couldn't be sure... cherry blossoms?

David was about to tell her his name, and even ask her out, possibly ask her for her number which he normally hated to do, but something held him back. Every step of the way, David had ventured further and further into this little game, and every time she hadn't pulled back. Every time she was receptive and friendly, and even seemed to be flirting with him, but David wasn't sure. He wasn't sure of anything. Except that he wanted this to happen. What was the worst that could happen? There were other libraries.

"Does it really matter?" David said quickly before he pulled on Valerie's hip, forcing her to fall against him as he leaned on the desk with his leg between hers and planting a stern, open-mouthed kiss on her, slipping his tongue between her lips and massaging her tongue with his own, rapidly but carefully.
 
Valerie could tell that he was thinking it over before he did it, but the action and the words were what surprised her the most. Shocked that he would do such a thing in an open place such as this, she gave little resistance. Though the fact that he was doing it thrilled her. It was every librarian's secret fantasy to get someone alone up here...and now she had someone as handsome as this lucky stranger who was definitely more than willing to have a little fun.

She had been about to reply to his question as he pulled her in to the kiss, her body falling into his with a clumsy force that he handled very well. Her full lips met his as he kissed her, his tongue tangling with hers as his hands held her there. For the moment, since there was no one really around, she let him continue to do as he needed, leaning into his kiss a bit, pressing against him until she had to pull away. Blushing just a little and panting softly, she answered his question. "Well, it matters now." As foot steps came into her realm of hearing, she backed away and maintained a professional demeanor for the moment.

But she gave him a look that could not be mistaken. It said, "I want more." The person who walked by was a young, rather impressionable girl from circulation. A sweet little thing who shouldn't witness what she wanted to do with her handsome stranger. "Yes, I do think we have a study room available. Let me get my keys..." She reached into a desk drawer and pulled them out, leading him to the very back of the stacks to a small room with a desk, a chair, a white board and a couch. The instant the door was closed, she locked it and pulled him close again, her lips pressing against his.

((Loving this so far, but please, don't control the little details like how she smells in the future. It's kind of a pet peeve.))
 
(OCC: Sorry about that, I tried to make it a little open-ended and guessing on David's part but I will watch that in the future. :))

David was practically ready to shove this woman down to the ground and have his way with her the way she was acting. It was one thing for her to be receptive of the kiss, he was dying to do it and she seemed to be at least mildly attracted to him and the type to be willing to play along. As she returned the kiss in full fervor though, David was thinking he'd died and gone to heaven. He always liked buttoned, clean cut types of girls before, always wondering what they were hiding beneath all those layers, or possibly innocent but eager, waiting for him to teach the ways of love, and this was every fantasy coming true.

"It's David," he answered as she pulled him out of the kiss. Her demeanor shifted and she looked back and seemed to indicate the younger girl who came by, and David for a moment had the naughtiest thought of the day, thinking that she was indicating he should ask her to join... but that idea was soon pushed away as she spoke of some study room and walked off with that look in her eye. The heated idea passed and David willingly followed, staring at her ass the whole way, resisting the urge to just give it a harsh slap.

Following her into a study room that David had only seen college students use before back in his old library, from when he was in college, he looked around at the desk, chair and couch and immediately thought of fucking Valerie in all of those places. Even the whiteboard could work if he was feeling particularly ambitious... but David stopped his mind's wandering as he gave into another kiss with her, this time knowing that there was no going back for her, and hugging her body against his, purposely crushing her breasts against his chest so he could feel her warmth.

"God you're really gorgeous, you know that?" David said with a gasp as he pulled out of the kiss for a moment, only to follow up by kissing along her neck, licking and searching for her pulse, a favorite spot of his previous lovers.
 
Valerie practically melted to him as he pulled her close to him, her large, soft breasts pressing against his chest. She let the kiss linger to where he pulled away, telling her she was beautiful. The librarian was hushed by his lips on her neck, her body shivering in pleasure at the sensation. "Mmmm, I think you'd mentioned something like that before, David." She squeezed his shoulders, leaning into him as he kissed her. It felt so good to be here like this--naughty and heated just like a fantasy should be. Running her fingers through his hair, she couldn't help but think at how she'd lucked out with this one.

She groaned softly and felt tingles pass all through her body as he found her pulse and she pulled him a bit closer. "Mmmm, have you been thinking of this?" she asked, since he'd been at that little table for nearly half an hour "reading."
 
"Only since the moment I saw you," David answered as he kissed more along Valerie's neck, going lower until he met where her shirt was unbuttoned to the top of her breasts. Deciding that boldness was the key here, David ripped open Valerie's shirt, the sound of buttons hitting the floor echoing softly through the room, as David moved back to stare at the sight before him.

"You are in so much trouble," David said with a naughty smile as he kissed Valerie again to push her onto the table, getting on top and begin taking off his own shirt.
 
She groaned softly as he kissed her neck, going lower and lower until he reached those troublesome buttons. When he ripped open her shirt she gasped, and though she wondered how she'd get out of here again, those thoughts were swept away as he stared at her. That sinful little warning was enough to push her over the edge. Her bra was a silky, lacy thing that held her breasts perfectly and gave her a nice bit of cleavage. It was a deep purple color beneath the rather understated blue she'd been wearing.

Valerie was putty in his hands as he kissed her again and moved her to the table. She sat up on it and then leaned back as he took off his own shirt and pushed her down onto the table. She looked up at him through her glasses which were getting a bit steamed up. Panting softly with lust and need, she brought him down to her lips again, running her hands over his bare chest and back, enjoying every moment of her little fantasy. She couldn't have asked for anyone better than David to play the role.
 
David wasn't sure if he wanted to keep their activities on the desk, but soon as she began rubbing his chest and back, he knew that there really wasn't any real way for him to decide. David needed to have her now, and there wasn't anything to stop him, even Valerie. Kissing and fondling her breasts, David reached down her leg and under her skirt, looking for her underwear to pull off.

"Baby, I need you right now. We'll have time for foreplay later," David growled into Valerie's ear.
 
The hot blonde arched beneath his lips, her body wanting more of him than she could currently have. She moaned softly as he fondled her breasts, kissing them as well. Blushing, she shivered as he ran a hand up her skirt, realizing that he was searching for her underwear. She was not wearing any for several reasons, but suddenly she was very glad that she hadn't. He would probably only want her more now.

"Mmmm....David...please tell me you have a condom," she moaned, looking up at him with lust in her eyes. She hated to try and guess when her partners would need to pull out, and having to do it now would just ruin the whole thing.
 
David felt around for a string or a piece of lace or even a waistband to some granny panties, but when he found nothing, he soon realized why. Moving his fingers over to Valerie's vagina, David groaned out loud as he made contact, possibly alerting someone to what they were doing but he didn't care right now. He shoved a finger inside, preparing her for this moment, barely hearing her question and then ignoring it as it clicked into his brain.

"No I don't, and frankly I don't give a fuck," David said harshly as he pulled his finger from her pussy, tasting the sweet nectar there while he used his other hand to unbutton and unzip his fly. Once his nine-inches were freed from the confines of his jeans, David went back down to kiss Valerie again, snaking his tongue into her mouth at the same moment that his cock slipped into her pussy.

"Yesssssss....." David moaned softly for a moment before he went back to the kiss and grabbed Valerie's left leg, pushing it up and under his arm, stretching the fabric of her skirt, and then pushing and thrusting into her, softly at first.
 
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