Nerdy Girl! (Jack Stalker and Sarah)

[Jack Stalker]

Nerdy Girl!​

Jason Steadman was tall, dark, handsome, eighteen and king of the Hill. His drug dealing, secret alcohol stashes and orgy filled parties had all been well received and well appreciated all through his school life. In fact he had a veritable army of fans and followers who were happy to persuade, trick, intimidate and con people into buying whatever it was he had to sell. He was not that well received by the teachers, however, but his rich parents always managed to smooth out any problems and, since they were giving so much money to the school, he sometimes thought he would be able to get away with murder if he wanted!

As soon as he had seen the new librarian he knew that he had to have a piece of her. There was something about her face in those glasses she wore and the glimpses of a tight young body beneath her clothes that gave him a monster erection and filled his thoughts with depravity and filth. He had blown out several lessons just to ponder a way to get his hands on her. He could have just invited her to a party, but being seen with a nerd would damage even his reputation. No, if he was going to hook up with her then it would have to be away from prying eyes, somewhere nice and secluded, at least until he spiced her up a bit. The library seemed the perfect choice and getting some after school assignment there was all too easy, a little sass and some attitude to the right teacher and his 'sentence' was now seen as cool and a two finger salute to the authority of the school.

Jason was dressed in ripped jeans and a loose T-shirt, bearing a rock band who were dead before he was born, he was the perfect example of how not to dress to impress. Now he was in the library to see if Jena was the sort of girl who would leap at the chance to be seen with the toughest and most respected bastard in the school, or whether he would have to make her see things his way. The thought of her flesh had been driving him wild all day and his imagination had already had him fucking her ten different ways before she even got a chance to leave the library.

He made sure that he was late for his 'detention duty', which in turn would ensure that he would be able to spend some alone time with the hot looking Nerdy little slut. It was time for him to remind an older woman such as her about the advantages of youth. Endurance, stamina and a wild unrelenting enthusiasm that would be put to good use pounding against that slender almost boyish body of hers, until her screams cracked glass and bounced off the walls of the book filled halls. In his fevered imagination she must have known the sorts of feelings and looks she would be getting from boys at the school, especially looking as hot as she did.

Sauntering into the library a good twenty minutes late he looked about to see where she was and what she was looking like today. His hands in his pockets and his shades shoved up on his head. "Miss Malloy?" he called out, tilting his head and announcing his arrival. He had a smirk on his face, lust in his eyes and a hard on in his pants, all brought along just for her. She had two chances to escape being ravaged to rags and having him pummel that undoubtedly tight young cunt she had between her thighs to oblivion, slim and none...

...And slim just left town.

 

[Sarah]

Jena didn't really like the school she was at right now, the teachers were less than friendly and most of the students were rude and could care less about visiting the library for anything other than hiding back in the stacks and trying to light up or make out. Honestly she couldn't even count the number of times she had walked back and found a girl and a guy half naked up against the bookshelf or on the floor like animals. It was disgusting and while she couldn't turn down a job she wished she had found a better place to work, somewhere that the library was used by the students for more than sex and drugs.

Jena sighed, she was stuck babysitting detention students as part of her job and today she had a famous name on the roster, the only name for the day which was a rare thing. It was approaching twenty minutes and he hadn't arrived yet so she was stuck sitting there and waiting for someone who didn't care about her time, she would try and make sure he worked late for the time he missed but at this school it was kind of hard to guess how students would react, especially one with the reputation and apparent power as far as faculty went. Jena wasn't really scared of him though, she wouldn't willingly let him go just because of who he was, she would have him putting books on shelves and cleaning the tables like any other student in detention.

She wasn't waiting alone though, a Freshman student Catherine was sitting at the table closest to her desk, reading a book. She was one of the very few students who used the library properly, to read, although Jena assumed she was trying to get away from bullying, every once in awhile she had to chase off students who came in to tease her. She was sweet and Jena remembered when she went and sat in the library when she was younger, choosing not to get involved in the drugs, alcohol, or sex that others in high school seemed so enamored with. She chose to study and it remained that way until college.

Even in college she was rather well behave but she went to a few parties, got a boyfriend, had a bit of 'fun'. She had never really became the partying type though, she drank a bit, got drunk a few times including the time she lost her virginity. As far as drugs went she had always refused and as far as the boyfriend went he didn't last long, choosing a more trendy and outgoing girl. None of that had bothered her but Catherine was a bit different, the poor girl took all of the teasing and bullying hard and she seemed like she would eventually succumb to the peer pressure. All she could do was watch and try and give her some help by letting her get away.

Jena had wandered into the stacks, seeking a book for Catherine when she heard a voice, not familiar but she had a feeling who it would be. She slowly came around the corner to see Jason, the young 'bad boy' who was supposed to have come twenty minutes ago. She sighed seeing Catherine run out the room away from Jason who was no doubt the type that bullied the poor girl. Jena looked at him for a second, "You were supposed to be here twenty minutes ago. I will have you stay twenty minutes after. Now come with me, I will give you some books to put back in the shelves." She said quickly turning from him and walking away.

She was dressed conservatively, a simple white button up shirt, buttoned up all the way of course and a bland black shirt that went to her knees. As if that wasn't enough she had her thick glasses pushed up on her nose and a minimal amount of makeup, including some pink lipstick but that was about as daring as she got. Her small body had never been the kind most guys liked, her short hair and rather outdated look keeping her from the eyes of men and she was relatively happy with that. In her mind she dressed to look professional, her natural beauty underneath it all easily being covered up.

Jason on the other hand seemed to be begging for attention and it didn't escape her notice that he dressed against even the schools loose dress code, she just chose not to care, quickly grabbing a cart full of books and pushing it over to him. "Here you are, put them back in their respective places and then come back for more work." She said with a small smile, trying to be polite before turning and going back to her desk, sitting down and picking up a book, watching him out of the corner of her eye hoping he wouldn't give her trouble but not very confident that he wouldn't.

 

[Jack Stalker]

Seeing that a young girl he new as Catherine was present, Jason had opened his mouth to address her. He was half thinking about having her stick around for the show, just in case things with Jena needed a different angle worked upon. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on the point of view, he never got the chance to ask to her leave! Like so many students she took it upon herself to get out of his way before he did something to bother her or tried to get her to have some fun. This was because his idea of fun was usually something which went against the rules. It was not hard, like any random religion, everything that was fun at school was illegal, forbidden and banned. In fact that applied to outside of school as well, he supposed with a grin to himself.

Jena was dressed in a nice outfit that let his imagination strip and rape her a dozen times, in a way which would have left her in no doubt that she wanted every single second of the wild abuse. It was something which would look better when it was all messed up and her flesh was on display for his entertainment. Finally she spoke and he gave her a friendly smile which may or may not have been ruined by the lust in his eyes and the way he trailed his gaze unashamedly across her flesh, up her legs to the knee and then snapping to her pink lips and sexy eye glasses.

"Twenty minutes? Trust me Miss Mallory... Jena... I'll be willing to stay as long as it takes to get the job done. I very much doubt that all the work which needs doing here will be over in a mere twenty minutes. The way I see it is that if a job is worth doing, then it needs to be done properly. A long hard session with a brutal amount of effort is what's needed to set things right around here." he told her with a smirk. He watched her ass as it led him away towards the desk, her tight firm buttocks stretching the fabric of her tight skirt as his hard on stretched out his own boxers. In his opinion she obviously dressed to be a professional fuck fantasy for every boy into nerds in the school. Well, he was now at the front of that queue and it would never be getting any longer.

He took hold of the cart she had pushed at him and gently shoved it out of the way, leaving it to free wheel over to a bookcase as he moved over to her desk. He sat down on the edge of it and leaned over to close the gap between them, watching her reaction as he invaded her personal space to talk softly into her ear. "How am I supposed to know where those things go, unless you show me Miss Mallory? Why don't you come with me? Then we can see about making sure that whatever needs to be stuck somewhere ends up filling the right space." He said with a grin, taking the book she was looking at out of her hands in a quick confident motion.

Jason flipped through it without really looking at it and then put it down somewhere where she would have to stretch to get it, which would bring her closer to him and intrude upon his personal space quite nicely. Then he leaned on his elbows and took in the sight of her lips and her cute face, framed by glasses which later would likely be dripping with cum, like the rest of her violated and abused fuck holes would be. He also took advantage of any opportunity to see through a gap in her blouse or otherwise blatantly ravage her with his eyes.

"Do you have any idea of the trouble it's taken me to get sent in here? I had to tell Miss Battersby that her face looked like the back end of a baboon. That's not something anyone will be telling you anytime soon... unless you were planning to spend the next thirty years of your life in here of course." he said, gesturing around the room. "Instead of looking to get some fun in your life instead. Speaking of which it must get deathly dull in here, what do you do to occupy yourself when the students are gone, the books are shelved and you have time to kill. Lie the situation you'll be in soon." he asked, looking about the place. "Or right now in fact." he nodded to himself.

"I bet you're starting to wonder why I got myself sent in here, huh?" he asked with a smirk. "Come and show me what the deal is with the books and I'll tell you. Hint, it wasn't to send that delicate young virgin running for the hills." he gestured over his shoulder in the direction Catherine had vanished.

 

[Sarah]

Jena really didn't like his kind, Jason was without a doubt the epitome of a bully and a delinquent and although she tried not to judge people it was hard not to call it when it was so damn obvious. Not that he cared, he seemed to flaunt it about even as he spoke to her in such an odd way, about how the work that needed to be done would take more than twenty minutes. That was obvious, she meant add twenty minutes on to the time he had to stay which was already an hour, not that she had expected someone like him to think he had to obey the rules of detention. There was something else about the way he spoke though, not just his lack of manners but an odd tone she chose to ignore as she pushed his wok to him.

He didn't find her work assignment easy apparently, pushing the cart she had given him out of the way and sitting on the edge of her small desk which irritated her as he messed up some of her papers, the ones she sent out to inform people of overdue books. She was a bit of a neat freak and it really pushed her buttons. She looked up with a bit of anger only for his face to be dangerously close to hers and he was speaking softly in her ear, unnecessary as he was only asking her to come help him with the books. "Right... I suppose you wouldn't know how to shelve books... Not like you showed up for the library introduction on the first week of school..."

She leaned forward, taking her book back and sitting it in the right place on her desk, pulling out a pen and some sticky notes so she could write down a few things to help him after she showed him how to put one or two up. She stopped short, putting the pen down when he began talking like he wanted to be sent here. Maybe she hadn't caught it earlier but she was mildly interested, why would he insult a teacher knowing it would land him detention in the library and also why he seemed interested in what she did after school. She didn't answer, instead letting him continue to talk, something he appeared to like, hearing his own voice that was.

When he ruled out her idea that he could be coming around to torment poor Catherine she sat back in her chair thinking for a moment and just looking at him, she couldn't say she wasn't a bit intimidated by the man, he was tall and the rumors were all proven but she was curious. She took a deep breath and then stood up from her chair, grabbing the pen and the sticky notes and motioning for him to follow her, grabbing the cart and taking it to the first of many bookshelves. "Alright so you look at the letter for the section and then these numbers show you the row number. Just find the books before and behind this one to know where it goes." She explained simply and placed the first book, A112 between A111 and A114 since A113 was still checked out.

She had to bend down to place the book, luckily her skirt was long enough that she didn't have to worry about him seeing up under it but she was still a bit conscious and quickly came back up after placing the book. She turned to Jason and handed him the next book A135 and took a step back, "Now place that book, hopefully you can get the hang of this easily..." She had to hold back saying 'Even an idiot should be able to do it.' She waited, hoping to get the teacher bit of this over with and quickly get back to her desk, read a bit and wait until this dreadful detention was over, choosing not to straight up ask why he would want to be here, not entirely wanting to hear the answer.