Professor Paulham insists

"I think you will find that this book speaks to you Marian, speaks to something deep within you," Professor Paulham says as he smiles at her, his dark eyes consuming her. Marian felt like a mouse confronted by a snake, her heart pounding in her chest and her belly fluttering with anxiety and excitement.

"I'll...I'll take it home...tonight..." she stammered, clutching the book, unable to pull her eyes away from his face.

"Excellent," he smiled. "You will find it most edifying. Consider it your reward for helping me."

"Thank...thank you...Professor..."

"You will check this out for me?" he said, touching her arm. She startled at his touch, as though an electric shock had passed between them. She nodded, biting her lip, and led him back down stairs, sensing his eyes on her ass as she walked in front of him.

She found her hands trembling slightly as she checked the book out and gave it to him. Their fingers touched for a moment and she felt another jolt at the contact with his skin. She was unable to suppress a sharp gasp, and tried to cover it with a cough, seeing from his knowing smile that he wasn't fooled for a moment. She watched him leave the library, biting her lip, half-formed fantasies flickering through her mind.

She realised that her nipples were stiff and erect, her pussy wet and heated. "What's got into you?" she scolded herself. "He's not the first handsome man to come in here, and you didn't act like a silly schoolgirl for the others. Get hold of yourself Marian!"

Forcing her mind away from thoughts of Professor Paulham she went about the business of shutting down the library, turning out lights and gathering her things. She was about to leave when she saw the copy of 'Story of O' that he had insisted she take laying on her desk. After a moments hesitation, she picked it up, half surprised to feel no electric shock at the touch, and with a sigh pushed it into her purse.