He brought me to a door marked private, and informed me this was for special employees and I was to stay out. This made me very curious as to what was...behind that door. The morning started off well and in between classes I saw a lot of traffic going in and out of the door marked private. This made my curiosity grow even stronger. Now I knew I wanted to see what was behind that door, why not, I am staff here at least for the day. I could hardly wait until lunch time and in the meanwhile. I responded by slowly putting my hand on her legs and moving it slowly. Things got hotter and we must have realized that this was turning into a full sexual encounter. She slowly lifted her face and kissed me, taken aback at first i responded back and we kissed passionately .My hands were in the meantime itching to go under those shorts and feel her getting wet. The kiss started off with us sitting and slowly we found ourselves reclining into a position where she was on top of me on the couch.I. “I have sometimes seen you check out some books,” She said. “You like different kinds of literature?”I beamed at her. “Yep.”The conversation continued. We started having small talks in the Library for the next few days. As the days passed, our conversation took a turn. Sometimes, I wanted Disha to be more than just a new small-talk friend in the Library.And to be frank, sometimes I felt that she wanted the same. She looked irresistible. I used to notice her curves when she wore fitting. Instead of looking medieval it looks rustic and inviting with extra plump pillows and thick down comforter. Before we begin, I remind you of your “safe word”, the one that if spoken, will end stop everything if things become too uncomfortable, or too painful. This time the word is “butterfly”. You nod your head and let me know you are ready and draw in a shaky breath. I kiss you again and instruct you to clasp your hands behind your back. When you do, I move behind you and secure them together.