Back with Steve

"Don't think I forgot about you, Mrs. Forsyte," Steve grinned as he stepped up the circulation desk in the center of the library. Mrs. Wilma Forsyte was the school's main librarian. The library staff itself only had four people, including Mrs. Forsyte. She was a plain-Jane looking slender brunette woman in her late to early fifties. The librarian was dressed in her usual cardigan over a conservative dress. Her dark hair was in a hive-like bun while horn-rimmed glasses covered her currently blank green eyes. She stood with her hands up at chest level, palms up, while her mouth was open in an awkward shape.

"Or you...Ms. Wilson..." Steve said, his gaze drifting over to the blonde that faced Mrs. Forsyte behind the circulation desk. Ms. Dana Wilson was one of the librarian assistants and was a grad student in her mid-twenties. She had shoulder-length blonde hair and a pear-shaped body. Ms. Wilson was known through the student body, particularly the males for the tight slacks that she often wore that showed off plump ass. She was currently dressed in said slacks along with a purple long-sleeve top. Ms. Wilson smiled emptily at her boss with her hands on her hips.

Steve thought it was awkward that he stood before the two women and they did not react to the fact that he was stark naked. The realization of the two women being at his complete control aroused him greatly. He smiled to himself as he looked down at his manhood which stood at attention. His smile grew more broadly as he is reminded that he was standing stark naked. Steve looked behind him and could not help but to laugh out loud as must of the students that were in the library were in different states of undress. He pretty much messed with everyone as he did not want to leave anyone out, and just because he could. The library itself was a mess, with chairs overturned and clothing littered everywhere. Some people were even posed on tables. It was chaos and Steve had a blast making it. He turned his attention back to the staff. "I guess it's your turn now... "

Mrs. Forsyte only looked in emptily as Ms. Wilson stood like a store front dummy, oblivious to what Steve had planned for them.