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So your new glasses arrived a couple of days ago and they make you look like a sexy librarian more than ever. I have been teasing you relentlessly, asking you questions and you keep falling for it, I don’t ask in the same manner each time and so it does take you a second or two to catch on.

Me ‘Honey, I have misplaced my keys, have you seen them?’

You ‘Aren’t they on the hooks, with the other keys?’

Me ‘Oh, no, not those keys. The keys to a successful business, it’s a book. Would I find that in the business section or the reference section?’

You ‘asshole, I DON”T look like a librarian!’

You ARE getting a lil bit irritated by the nonstop badgering, but I still maintain that you do indeed look like a librarian.

I say, ‘ok, I have a bet then, if we go down to the central library, and you wear those glasses, I bet that people ask you to help them find books.’

You say,

‘Don’t be silly, of course they wouldn’t. Besides, I don’t have a name badge’. So I reply,

‘So, what I heard is that we have a bet. I get to pick your outfit though’

So thirty minutes later we are driving to the library. I chose one of your office wear outfits, a tight grey skirt with a blue button down blouse. Black stockings to match. I also ask you to put your hair up.

On the way there we joke about how that outfit looks and even if you aren’t a librarian, you might get offered a job while there.

Once inside the central library, I can see that you are playing to win. You don’t mill around in the main part where there are a few people and so a higher chance of being asked something. You, instead head off to a far off quiet section of the library, it is a huge place and that seems like a good strategy. I shadow you about ten paces back, to make sure you don’t hide any loses of the bet from me and to be honest, walking back here has its benefits. Watching you walk in that skirt and heels is quite arousing. I can already see what’s on the menu for tonight.

You find a quiet spot and start looking through the titles of the books on the shelves. You have picked this section by the geography and lighting of it as it’s as secluded as it gets. But, ironically it also happens to be the architecture section which is a subject of interest to you and so while waiting to see if you are approached, you are looking for a book to take home. I go one aisle over, again to keep my eye on you, particularly certain parts of you. Its not just your ass that looks good, it’s the whole ensemble, that blouse is tailored enough to show your curves and trabzon escort beautiful boobs. I normally like your hair down, but for some reason in this outfit and with those glasses, it looks very sexy up. Yes, we may have to take care of my arising issue as soon as we get home.

Within about three minutes a gentleman comes up to you and talks to you, I can’t hear what is said but I do see you shake your head and smile, he raises his hand as if to apologise but then instead of backing away as I expect, he keeps talking. But anyway, it seems as if I won the bet. The funny thing is that we never actually determined what the bet was. It normally involves some kind of sex act. Hmmm, so I wonder what I should ask for. Its really quite tough to ‘win’ anything, not in a bad way, in a good way as I can have anything I want anyway. I snap out of my thoughts to come get you, but, you are still talking to him. On closer inspection, I can see why, he is just your type, more so than I am in fact. For one he is in the architecture section of the library… But more than that, he is a happy smiling well dressed distinguished gent, a little older than me with salt and pepper hair. I leave you to talk for a couple more minutes but, as much as I hate to admit it, I need to go break you two up so I can take you and get laid.

I walk up and I almost startle you, not sure why you forgot I was close, something on your mind, huh? You introduce us and I say ‘hello Bill’ (thats his name), he looks to be blushing a little and nervous. I turn to you and say,

‘It seems that I have prevailed. We never did discuss what the stakes were?’ You seem puzzled and reply,

‘ I thought it would be a dinner, I didn’t say as I thought that was understood!’ I now intend to say how we normally bet a sexual favour, but can’t as this other man is… I turn to look and he is gone, he must have slipped away while we were talking. I chuckle a little as even though I didn’t hear a word you two said, I can tell that he liked you, and I don’t blame him, I am quite fond of you myself and the one snippet that I can gleen from you is that you were so immersed in him that you almost forgot me. On a different day in a different setting, I would tell you to go ahead and have dinner with him and see where it leads.

Anyway, back to the bet, but now I see an opening…

‘Um, normally we bet a sex act and for my prize I am not claiming any particular act’ I say.

‘Ok…’ you reply.

‘Right here, right now’ I state, plain and simple. A shocked look comes tunceli escort across your face and you say resolutely, ‘In a public place like this, no way!’ I raise my hands as if to get you to look around. There isn’t a soul in sight and its dead silent too. So I say,

‘Let me ask you. Did you put on any underwear? And you can’t tell me that that guy doesn’t have your juices flowing. We don’t have to have an hour long noisy session. Just a quickie. You look gorgeous in that outfit. I know that you hate that word used in a meaningless fashion. I chose it to emphasise my desire for you right now’. You look at me and I can see a smile shining through that stern face and so I come in for a hug. Once I get you in an embrace and kiss your neck I can feel the resistance melt away. I pull back from your neck and you’re already coming in to kiss my lips. It’s a passionate kiss and then I feel your hand on my crotch, you AREN’T wasting any time. You are caressing my cock through my trousers. As I am kissing you I moan some, I have been a little bit heated since watching you dress (without underwear) and now is payoff time.

I feel you tugging at my belt and so I hoist your skirt up just enough to slide my hand up to your silky smooth pussy, at I touch it you breathe in sharply and hold hold your breath for a second. Your pussy is wet and I am not sure that’s all my doing. No matter, I get the benefits of that now and not him. You have my belt undone now and my trousers fall away. Now your hand dives into my boxers and you pull out my cock. You drop to your knees and unceremoniously pull down my boxers and my cock springs free. With one hand you cup my balls and the other rubs my tummy. You open your mouth and on the second attempt get it in your warm softness. Upon this feeling I moan a bit louder. I am watching you do this and see your eyes widen to warn me not to moan. I make the ‘oops’ face and shut up. It is tough though as this feels so good. Now you have me rock hard and my balls have tightened up too. You let me loose and stand to stare me in the eye.

‘FUCK ME’ you say emphatically and keep staring as if you expect me to decline.

‘Ok baby, turn around’ So you turn away from me, I have my hands on your hips, you hold on to the bookcase for support and arch your back some so your ass is more towards me. I reach under you and feel your wet pussy. This reminds me of that other guy for a second and I wonder if you will be thinking that I am fucking you or him? No matter, I guide my cock to your pussy and when I feel its uşak escort slightly in, I give a good hard push. I am normally gentle at this stage but you are wet and I feel that you are in the mood for a fucking rather than a soft and tender lovemaking session. So hard it is. You do have to steady yourself on the shelves, but in two thrusts I am balls deep in your wet and warm pussy. Sometimes we savour this time and hug hug for a while. Not today, as soon as I am in I start thrusting hard and deep. I hear you say,

‘OMG, baby, thats it, fuck me good’ On hearing that I go even harder. You are braced against the bookcase and staring off down the row. I am fucking you for a couple of minutes or so and then you straighten up some and say to me ‘

‘Don’t stop but we have someone watching us. I say in a low voice,

‘What, who, where?’ You reply to me,

‘That guy I was talking to, he has been watching us for at least a couple of minutes, stop for a second.’ I comply and then you say in a semi loud voice,

‘Bill, come on out’ I look around and see Bill come shuffling out from behind the bookcase, his trousers are around his ankles and he has his cock in his hand. He looks mortified at being caught. Before the situation gets any more uncomfortable you say to him,

‘Would you like me to help you with that? Come here and let me suck it while my husband fucks me!’ It takes about five seconds for him to process what he just heard and his face changes from horror to glee. He picks up his trousers enough to walk and comes over. As he does you undo your blouse to get some air and go to your knees again. He gets to you but stands a foot or so from you. He doesn’t want to be pushy. You go to him and take his cock in your mouth, you hold up your boobs so they surround his shaft and balls. I then get behind you and get to my knees too, I have some business to finish.

This time I go a little slower as I don’t want to cum until he has finished in your mouth. I thrust in again and you gasp a little and I can hear you breathing through your nose. Bill is also moaning as your tongue does its magic. You take his balls in your hand and I smile as I know it probably won’t take long now. Sure enough I can hear in his breathing that he is about to fill your mouth and you are pushing back on me as I fuck you to get more depth and so I pick up the tempo so I can give you what you want. I place my hands on your hips to give a good thrust each time. Now I can hear in your your throaty moans that you are about to cum too. I hear Bill cum and closely followed by you very muffled with a mouth full of cum and this is just too much for me and so I cum right after you two.

So now you are dribbling cum from both ends in a big heap on the floor. I now rethink the bet, maybe you aren’t librarian material after all. But you ARE the perfect wife.

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