She can't stop being a slut

Sofia: I'm back Wednesday. I'd love to see you then.

Shit. There goes my plan to get off with Steve away. Why is everyone traveling this week? Fuck it. I'm was horny and bored, and it's getting late on a Sunday night. Not the best time to look for some action, but it couldn't be hopeless - not looking like I do...

Where could she go? Where did she usually go? To the library to study hard like the pent-up stressed prude she'd been.

A lot of people in the library right now who would rather be doing something else...

It wasn't long before she had put on a tight black strapless dress that barely went past the top of her thighs, exposing a couple of inches of skin between its bottom and the top of her black thigh-highs. It didn't feel very secure - It'd be so easy to lean over too far and let her boobs slip out, or to hike it up and expose her ass and pussy (especially since she didn't bother to put on panties).

She completed the outfit with her glasses - she usually wore contacts, but this was the library, better to add a studious touch.

The guy working the library front desk, some other student she figured, gave her an appraising look but let her in without comment.

Yeah, eyefuck me you stud. Too bad you're on the job, or who knows what I'd do to you.

She headed straight for the reading rooms, small and well-soundproofed rooms for small groups to study in, then thought for a second and picked a book off the shelf for camouflage.

First room: peering through the window she saw a focused group of girls drawing chemistry diagrams on the whiteboard. No good there.

Second: A bunch of nerdy boys playing videogames on their laptop. Too entranced.

Third: Nothing. No, wait. Cassie angled herself to see the corner of the room and could just make out a boy pinning a girl much shorter than himself against the wall. They were making out.

Fucking hot. Guess I'm not the only one with this idea. They're in jeans though, I've got the advantage there.

Fourth: A clearly built bronze-skinned athlete sitting alone with a textbook.

Is that the guy from the gym, the one eyeballing my ass before I fucked Sofia? Hell yes it is!

Cassie bit her lip in excitement. This would be easy. And with this stud. She already felt herself getting wet.

She opened the door and seated herself before the athlete even noticed.

"Sorry, all the other rooms are full, do you mind if I study in here? I'm Cassie by the way."

The guy looked up. He took her in and some recognition seemed to register. He clearly liked what he saw the way his eyes lingered on her breasts.

"Yeah, feel free. I'm Marco. What are you studying?"

Cassie's lips parted in a wicked smile. She locked eyes with Marco as she put her textbook on the table, Sexual Depravity and the Subconscious by Harden Fast.

"I'm Cassie. I'm here to study human sexuality, my favorite subject," she said, the lustful rasp of desire in her voice.