When I was at college, our school library was open all night. You just needed a code to get in.
One night I had to work on an essay that was due the next morning. Naturally I went to the library as the quietest place on campus. The lights were dimmed in the evenings and there were small table lamps which cast a nice glow over your work area.
I worked hard at trying to focus on the material floating around my head which needed to be grasped and placed in some semblance of order for my paper.
Sometimes I would find myself just looking off into the rafters of the library, day-dreaming and generally spacing out.
A slight rustle made me conscious there was another person working on the other side of the library across from me. That was when I realized that a very attractive brunette was seated at that table. I was so absorbed in my paper that I had totally missed that anyone was there.
After that, every time I had eeked out another paragraph, I would reward myself with a glance across the library at the lovely brunette. A couple of paragraphs later, when I looked up at her, I noticed there was some movement below the table where she was sitting. I stole a glance there and saw that she had placed her hand in between her legs and was clearly pressing against herself while rocking back and forth.
She had allowed her hair to fall over her face so I could not see her expression. I was desperate to see what sort of ecstasy was written across her face, but all I could see was her head in rhythm with the rest of her gently rocking body.
By now her hand was moving much more quickly, almost frantically and she was rocking more violently than before.
Apart from the rocking motion, she wasn't making any other sound. I wanted to hear how her breath was quickening or if there was any ecstatic moans coming from her.
Finally, her hands stopped their frantic movements and she just froze as she was. I was not sure what to do, so I just looked down at my work. A couple of minutes later, she had gathered her things and made her way stealthily out of the library.
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