Claude notices

I was so distracted in my worries I didn’t notice a comforting presence beside me, Claude laying his lands on mine and covering those same knuckles, white from stress.

“Elise…”

His voice was deep and tender beside me as our bodies drew closer to one another. I felt all the stress and pressure seem to drain away and disappear at his touch, as I turned, surprised. Our faces were close, and as much as he’d come to ally my own anxieties, I could tell something was making him very nervous too.

I dipped into Elise’s memories as our lips lay only a handful of inches apart, as a moment and an electricity forming between us.

They haven’t done anything yet… they haven’t even kissed.

But sifting through her memories it was clear there was something here between them. Working long hours next to each other and never running out of conversation, endless mutual interests and a deep love of books allowing intimacy to flourish deeply between the pair of them.

When they’d enjoyed a drunken duet at karaoke at a staff Christmas party, one song that had stretched into several, other party-goers sleeping or leaving as it got late while these two were totally lost in song. Neither of them were the greatest singers, but they’d enjoyed themselves so much it hadn’t mattered, as long as they were together.

When Elise had written an impassioned letter fighting for Claude to be the one to stay when management had suggested letting library staff go due to budget cuts, only to discover Claude had done the same, recommending Elise be the one to stay…

“Uhh… hello? Can I get check this book out?”

A tired looking student stood, holding some books about programming. I **** myself to peel away from Claude as I went over and checked out his book.

“Certainly. And, will there be anything else?”

“Nope, that’s all I needed, thanks.”

The student left as a tension settled down on us again, my back to Claude while I still felt a desire to turn and say something. Just as I spun on my heel, ready to ask, Claude commented, meekly;

“Well, that’s us done for the day, haha. I guess we’d better get cleaned up and close.”

My heart sank a little, Elise’s hopes sinking down with it, but being mature enough to understand the inopportune situation.

“Ahh, yes, I suppose I’ll sweep the left side, you take the right?”

I started, as I sealed the front door for the night. The students were all gone from sight, yet it was still important to search around the labyrinthine shelves for stragglers and the unfortunately likely lost students who may be trapped within.

“Perfect.”

He replied, as we parted. I knew from Elise’s memories this usually took around ten minutes, but as Elise and Claude were the only librarians working today it may take fifteen or twenty. I scanned shelf after shelf, grateful for the distraction from my lingering fears about Mortiferis de Informem.

Now would be the time to take Elise off, dress her and restore her, before getting back in my own clothes and getting out of here. I knew from her memories I could just slip out the back door, as Claude likely wouldn’t have it locked before I could get there, and even if he found me I’d just claim I had been one of the lost students who frequently turned up wandering the mysterious shelves of this place.

But then, did I really want to take Elise off? I pondered it as I enjoyed the strut of her legs in these heels and the way her tight pencil skirt felt around her beautiful hips. A silk blouse and silk panties… it was way too comfortable and sexy being a slightly older woman who was so tasteful. Thoughts of Claude surfaced too, further convincing me to stay burrowed in Elise’s skin.

The relationship these two had was way too cute… real feelings flowing between them, and even though both of them felt the same way, anxiety about being with a co-worker and the sheer depth of emotion had them both acting like schoolkids with early crushes. I let myself have a knowing laugh as I began my walk back to the front desk, the search for lost students turning up thankfully unfruitful. Something about how shy they made each other, despite being so intelligent and mature… that gap in behavior was so adorable to me.

Maybe it’s fate I took Elise’s body today? Maybe I’m cupid’s arrow, here to realize their love and bring this perfect couple together? My pussy started getting a little hot as less pure motives for staying in her skin made themselves known too. I’d been craving sex as a woman ever since what I’d done as Lisa, and now that the prospect of it was so tantalizingly close, I knew there was no way I was leaving her life without a taste. And with the depth of emotion the seemed to flow between them, I had a theory sex with Claude would be so wonderful as all the tension broke into passion…

He’d made it back to the front desk before I had, and was turning off all the electronics and computers when I rounded the corner. I came up behind him, letting the carpet disguise the ordinary clicking of my high heels. He straightened up, finished for the night and turned, finding himself right in my personal space.

“Oh, Elise, sorry!”

“It’s okay!”

I assured him, before letting Elise’s natural sultriness infuse my words and demeanor.

“I wanted… I wanted to thank you Claude.”

I looked down at his chest, letting my long eyelashes obscure the rich hazel eyes I’d stolen.

“Thank me? For what?”

He asked. I could almost feel his quickened heartbeat through his shirt.

“For coming over to me and comforting me earlier. You don’t know this, but I’ve had a lot of anxieties in my life lately. A lot of worries about the future, you know?”

I could sense Claude was relaxing, his nervousness at being around the woman he secretly loved being tempered by his genuine desire to listen to her and protect her. What I was saying wasn’t a lie either; Elise had been growing anxious, and she was secretly craving intimacy and love from Claude yet never knew how to bring it up before. In my own life as Alex too, there’d been no shortage of anxiety over the future lately also, of course, which I had to resist a sardonic laugh at the double meaning in my words.

“Elise… of course I’ll always be there for you. You’ve made such a big impact on my life…”

He started trailing off, **** to reveal his whole hand, so I pushed through with Elise’s feelings;

“I feel the same way! Claude, all the time we’ve spent together, all these fleeting moments, I find myself thinking about them more and more.”

Now I chose to meet his eyes, selecting my moment precisely for maximum emotional impact, laying on an expression of innocent vulnerability, the refreshing candour of Elise’s feelings used as a weapon for my own gains. I could see it working, as he breathed in deeply, my eyes studying his lips and the way his breath hitched in them nervously.

“Elise I… you know, lately I’ve noticed more and more moments like that too, it’s like, it’s like…!”

He was struggling to find the words, so I gambled it all on a kiss, stepping forward, grateful for Elise’s heels bringing her body closer to Claude’s height as I shared a tender kiss with him.

At first he was so surprised he didn’t know what to do, before his nerves broke and he came through with his tongue, a little rough but not in a way I didn’t like. I put my arms to his neck and he put his around the small of my back as we pushed our bodies against one another, feelings rushing higher and higher.

I had been so right about Elise’s emotions bleeding through, even as simple a kiss as this was giving me an incredible rush. I kept my eyes closed as I felt it, immersing myself totally in the kiss and the press of our bodies, the soft silk on my breasts as they pressed against his strong chest.

We broke our kiss, and opening my eyes I knew we were both sharing the same dazed look of happiness.

“You know, for someone who spends all day reading, sometimes you just can’t find any words at all.”

I teased, before he retorted;

“Hmm, this from the woman who lead with her body first instead of a sentence at all?”

“You know you loved it.”

Our play fight moved from sparring with words to tongues as he kissed me again suddenly, a moan coming from me as I surrendered fully to the bliss. I felt so hot all over… just kissing like this made my head feel as though it was totally leaking in dopamine, as I felt him push me against the library desk, his dick rock hard in his pants as it made an impression on my thigh.

The heat was fiercest in my pussy, as it grew slick with juices and dampness formed on my silk panties.

It doesn’t feel right to desecrate such a luxurious material… but then again, from a woman as gorgeous as Elise, her juices are more indulgent that even the smoothest silk.

Thinking that caused an additional shudder of pleasure to work through me, knowing that right now I was wrapped tightly in the skin of that gorgeous woman, and not even the man who loved her could tell the difference. The thought of my flawless, evil deception caused my pussy to squeeze a little, the sensation dialing my lust even higher.

We broke the kiss, staring deeply into each-others eyes, both raring to go. After waiting so long for something to happen, it was clear neither would let this chance got to waste. The only question was, should I invite Claude back to Elise’s place? Or should I let him rail me right here, on the library desk?