Library keeper

I like my job as a library keeper, specially because I work in a big library where you can easily get lost in between the tall book shelves…

My name is Susan and I am a 27 years old woman, I have been working as a library keeper for around 3 years now. I am petite, have a big butt, long black hair and green eyes. I am just a little bit chubby, just like guys like it. The story I am about to share with you, dearie, is how I have managed to make my job way easier to take and even more fun.
 
Surprisingly, there is people out there who are really naughty. They are willing to do many things in places where they should not be done, like walking a dog or having oral sex. I have had my fair share of library members who come and try to break the rules or do inappropriate things. I am not the one to judge them because, honestly, I am the exact same. Just a bit more tame and am able to keep my appearance clean.

I live by myself with a small dog and my life is not really eventful. Outside of my job adventures, I have not much to tell about myself other than I am an only child and have a degree in computer engineering. How I ended up being a library keeper? Connections, and as soon as I started to have “job perks” I decided to stay for a little longer.

Last week, one of the library’s most loyal member came. His name is George and he is a British hunk. George was a little tipsy from partying the night before, and so he was a little… out there when talking to me. Why did he go to a library being hungover? That is a good question, but I do not have the answer to that.
 

George was not in such a bad shape, but he smelt like alcohol and you could smell it from afar. While he was in the library, you could tell someone drunk was there. That day, aside from an old lady, the library was rather empty. Of course, I was there and George was there too, reading some biology books or whatever. I had to reorder some books so I stood up and went away from my usual spot behind the reception desk, and went to the back of the library to work on the shelves.

Unknown to me, George followed me to the back of the premises. I noticed when the smell of rum was too strong, and while up in the foldable stair organizing the books of a tall bookcase, I looked down to see he was eyeing me from under. “Doing a good job” he said while grinning, and I knew he was looking under my skirt while I was up in that stair. “Are you done reading?” I asked as I finished organizing the books.

“Pretty much so” he said. I looked out the window and the sun was setting already, so closure time was to come soon. I slowly got off the staircase, and George was still nearby. “You smell too much” I said, straightening my skirt. “Try to ignore it” he said, walking towards me. He held me against the wall and began to kiss my neck. “What are you doing, George?!” I asked in shock, but he would not stop. Honestly, he was good at it. He pinned me against the wall and held his crotch against me, making me feel his hard on his pants.

“Go with the flow, I fancy you” he sounded seductively drunk and the smell was making me drunk as well. I just let him go with it, I could not resist a man as attractive as George. He took his pants down and stood before me with them on his knees, his gray boxers had a visible hard thing under them. He flipped me and held me against the wall, pushing his cock onto my butt while he undid my button shirt and kissed my neck. I just let him do whatever he wanted.

He continued undressing me, slowly taking off my skirt. He knelt down behind me and took my panties off, then began to rim my ass. I usually do not like to be rimmed but he did great; his tongue was long and he flicked it quickly. While rimming me, he put two fingers inside my pussy and fingered me slowly, getting me wet and ready for him. Then, he stood up and took his boxers off, letting his dick out.

I bent against the wall and he teased my pussy with the tip of his cock, then went inside of me in a single motion. His cock was bigger than I imagined, and I tried my best not to moan, just doing so under my breath. He held me up while he fucked me, put his alcohol-smelling hand on my mouth and whispered to my ear to not moan. His accent made me weak.

He began to fuck me even harder, but at the same time he was trying not to hit my butt with his pelvis so it would not make a loud noise. He kept ramming into my ass silently, and I did my best not to moan. I had to be professional, how could I be so noisy in a library where I work at? When he was close to coming, he pulled out of me and pulled me down to my knees so I could suck his tool, it was bigger than I imagined.
 
I did my best to deepthroat it, making slight gagging noises while doing so. He held my head and fucked my face lightly so he would not choke me with his cock, and then came into my mouth. I swallowed and continued to suck the dick, and his face showed extreme Bliss. Then, I stood up and we began to dress up. “That’s the best I could ask for while being hungover” he said, grinning to himself. “This stays between us” I said, and he nodded while smiling. We walked back to the main area and the old lady was still there, reading.

George left and I worked for the hour I had left, then I left for home. It was a busy day for my body. This is of course not the first time I fuck someone in the library but it is just more or less the same with every guy. I have fucked 4 up until now and am glad we do not have cameras in the library. Besides George, I fucked Kaylin, another regular, as well as Pedro and Tom, brothers who come sometimes. I think George takes the crown, however, because it was such an unforgettable experience.

I guess you could call me names or think badly of me but I think it is okay for anybody and anyone to have fun in their workplace however they want; I am sure I do and that makes my job that much more fun. I know I could probably invite them to my house but where is the fun in that? How would that add to my work?