My dick was as hard as I've ever been, and was straining to break free from the fabric of my board shorts. It was heavenly, my cock rubbing that fine ...ss, only separated by our swimsuits. Every now and then she'd move her wrist in an attempt to “get away”, both of us knew that it was only part of the game. After a few minutes of this routine, she let out a slight moan. I leaned in to whisper how badly I wanted her just then. When all of a sudden, we heard Davy yelling from inside the house,. She was not your ordinary librarian. About 125 pounds, short red hair combed back so you could see her ears. She had always dressed very conservatory except for today. She had on a button up white short sleeve sweater and a plaid shirt. I quests she was about 35 or so and very nicely stacked. I finally got me nerve to go to her desk and ask her some dumb ass question about the copy machine. Boy, her top was unbuttoned about three or four buttons and I could not help but stare at her huge. ” I looked around the area, no one was nearby. I took his hand to my crotch, he pulled it back and I took it with a firm grip pushing it against the bulge of my worn jeans. “Mmm.. feels good, huh?” I asked. He looked very nervous, “I am married.” He stammered.“I don’t give a fuck, you were looking and drooling for my meat, I am just helping you out.” “It is my break time, come with me.” I followed him through the produce back room to a small office, I peeled my tee shirt off as soon as I walked. " She said while running the tip of her finger around my shoulder muscles, deep in thoughts. I only had my shorts on, no shirt, so she took the chance to, now openly, admire how muscular I was, "I couldn't think of a reason not to… It just struck me. I mean, who better than you?"I stopped to think for a moment. Social conventions apart, who better than me? Who would take care of her like I did? Who would appreciate having her like I did? It was clear that she was ready for it, and with all the.