In the library with Millie

Millie goes to pack up her things, and the class room is emptying out. Millie is taking her time, I guess so that no one will see us leave together, so following her cue I take my time gathering my things as well.

The class room has pretty much emptied out, and I see Millie start walking out the door. She looks over her shoulder at me, so I follow her out the door, then catch up with her in the hall way and we walk casually side by side chatting to the library.

It is past 10pm when we reach the library, but we are on a university campus so there are still quite a few people in there studying, either sitting by themselves at tables or in small groups having hushed conversations. We walk through the entrance, and Millie leads the way to the elevator, and we take it to the fifth and top floor. There it is even more empty, just one group of three, and two people sitting studying by themselves, all other tables are empty and it does not look like anyone is amongst the book stacks.

I follow Millie to a table, we both take a seat, and take our books out. Millie removed her jacket, and I can see her big tits inside her sweater. Millie starts working on our assignment, but I am distracted by the proximity to her big tits, so am not really paying attention.

Millie excuses herself to go to the bath room, and I try to use the time when I am not distracted by her big tits to read through the assignment so that when she returns I am not just sitting there mumbling.

While Millie is away, the two people that were sitting by themselves collect their things and leave. From the corner of my eye I can see Millie walking back, it is now only me and her and the group of three students left on the floor.

Millie sits down next to me, I sneak a quick look at her tits, and realise her nipples are clearly visible through the fabric which they weren't before. Millie catches were my eyes are looking and says:

"Sorry, my bra was killing me so I had to remove it for a while."

It feels like my eyes are trapped staring at her nipples, I cannot stop, so am still looking at them.

Millie sees that my eyes are still focused on her nipples, and says with a small smile I struggle to interpret:

"You don't mind, I hope?"