Back to the library

Leaving Mimi with Ms. Roman meant I had a free night so I stopped by the library again later on. I had been thinking about Miss Jones again or whatever her name really was.

"Hi, Can I help you?" A taller younger brunette smiled at me, sitting at Miss Jones' desk.

"uh, hi yeah. I was looking for Miss Jo..., I mean the librarian who was here this morning. Umm, nice lady, a little mousy, glasses."

"Grace? Grace Fintner?" ventured the current librarian.

"Yeah - that'll be her." I said relieved.

"Oh, I'm sorry. She finished at 3."

"Could you give me her number?"

"Oh i'm sorry I cant do that. If you want I can leave a message for her for the morning."

I looked her replacement up and down and grinned. "That won't be necessary Miss".

"Huh?"

"Please invite me into your office".

"Would you like to come back into the".

"yes, yes", I pushed her ahead of me and locked the door behind us.

"Hey, What are you doing?"

"Felicity, what's going on?"

Felicity, I thought, really? I turned to see the voice. An elderly man in a suit was filing records in a drawer.

Fuck. I toyed with the idea of sending him off to the gents for some service but relented - he hadn't done anything and didnt deserve that. "You". I pointed at him. "Please go to the ground floor and read all of todays newspapers before you come back. Felicity please wait here".

"Yes sir. I was due a break anyway." I unlocked and opened the door then closed it behind him.

"So" said the librarian now left alone with me. "Is there something I can help you with?"

"Yes, please believe that its perfectly natural and only polite for someone you don't know to grope your breasts."

"Of course it is." she said. "Why wouldn't it be? Oh, thank you. How kind", she said as i took her boobs in my hands through the silken material of her shirt.

Please insist that your colleague gropes your tits every morning when he starts work for at least a minute or you will hold it against him and think he is completely rude.

"Yes. Frank's ok. I'm sure he wouldn't be so rude as to ignore my boobies." she said sounding thoughtful.

"Please give me Grace's cell number before I leave" I shook her boobs vigorously then unbuttoned her blouse.

When I reached behind her to undo her skirt button and zip, she gasped "What are you doing".

"Naked women help me think. Please take off the rest of your clothes. Actually on second thoughts you can leave your stockings and shoes on."

"Oh, In that case, that's fine. You should have said." She helped me get the skirt and panties off quickly. "Is this ok".

"Yes, please believe that it would be rude not to invite me to fuck you now".

"Oh, oh. Um, Would you, uh," she blushed a little shyly, "would you like to fuck me?"

"Yeah. I suppose." I said nonchalantly and got undressed unhurriedly before lowering her to the floor and climbing on board. My cock knew the drill and slid straight home into her warm welcoming fuck hole number 1.

I fucked her for a while, missionary in the room where I had earlier fucked the daisy duke pair and noted that my stamina was growing in proportion to my number of daily conquest. I hoped Felicity was appreciating it. She had certainly climaxed twice, but silently screwing her face up and clenching her teeth, without a noise as befits a librarian. I leaned forwards and scooped a breast in both hands and whispered to her. "Please orgasm massively any time anyone touches your nipples." With that I placed my thumbs on both nipples and applied pressure making dents in her breasts.

"ohhhhh, myyyyyy goddd!" she squealed and at last I plastered her insides with cum.

I helped her to her feet afterwards and noted the cum running out of her pussy. She went to get a kleenex. "No, please leave it there. It looks good on you."

"Thank you!" she smiled as if i had complimented her on a new hairdo.

"Here, I handed her her skirt."I'm collecting panties. Please may I keep yours?"

"Of course!" She smiled.

"thank you Felicity." I recalled the conversation with Miss Jones earlier and added "Fuckpot".

"I beg your pardon?"

"Please accept the nickname of Felicity Fuckpot and think its highly amusing"

She sniggered. "It is kind of funny! Fuckpot!" She put the skirt on without panties and I could see the cum staining the back of them already. Excellent.

Actually Felicity fuckpot, could you please give me your number as well as Miss Jones, I mean Grace's"

"Sure" she beamed, "no problem.