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Cassie was having a pretty boring day at her job at the library, the usual logging and calling up people that had to return books and cassettes.
As she was in the process of typing in a number into the phone, a woman with black hair who seemed to be about her age, if not a little older, walked in through the glass doors.
She looked kind of confused as she tentatively walked in before striding in the direction of the first bookcase she could see. She was really pretty, a bit taller than Cass was, and had a sort of alternative look to her, lots of makeup and white foundation making her face look a sickly pale.
After some time spent skimming through the titles and not finding what she was looking for, the girl walked over to her desk.
She leaned on the counter, “Do you have the letters-” she paused, looking off for a second, probably trying to remember a title, before taking a PDA out of her pocket “So-sorry...” and clicking around for a few moments before finishing her sentence “...of Virginia Woolf?”
“Virginia Woolf? Yeah, we have it, but it’s... in 2 separate volumes, I think; I can go check if you want…” said Cassie, getting up from her chair, remembering having read it a few years back.
“Oh yes, thank you!” replied the girl.
Cassie walked over to the rather small and inconspicuous epistolary section, the other woman swiftly following her, both of them making the floors creak slightly under their footsteps.
She scanned the titles with her vision as the girl stood eagerly behind her, before pulling out a small, off white tome which still looked relatively new, or, more likely, untouched.
“There, volume one, 1888 to 1912 aaand…” she pulled out another small book and looked at the cover for a second, “...1912 to 1941, there ya go!” and she handed them both over to the reader-to-be.
“Oh, thank you so much; this is actually the third library I’ve checked and… I was beginning to think these just didn’t exist!”
“I’m glad we found them! If you want, you can take them both and then bring them back before the end of the month.”
“Oh, I doubt I’ll be able to do that, I’m a very, very, veery slow reader…”
“Then I’m afraid you’ll have to come back for the other one” said Cassie, hiding a slight smile as she took the second book back and put it in its previous location.
After logging everything onto the library computer, the two girls parted ways.
In the following days Cassie busied herself with the prospect of that beautiful girl coming back.
Of course, she wasn’t the first beautiful woman that had ever stepped through those doors, but the fact that she’d borrowed such an obviously lesbian book made her wonder if maybe she actually had a chance this time.
Since it was also her first time borrowing something there, she had to make a card, and so now Cass had her name and number, although it would have been completely whack to call her up through her library credentials…
It was her landline after all, what if she still lived with her parents? What would she say if they answered the phone instead of her?
The week went on, again, rather slowly, as they often did at the library, not much of note except a kid throwing up randomly and her having to call up the parents and clean the mess.
She patiently waited for Marie to walk back through those doors; she did say she was a slow reader after all, and, after another dozen days passed, finally, the beautiful girl stepped through the glass doors once again.
This time she was wearing a big pair of glasses and slightly more normal clothes, just a long, brown, plaid skirt and a black turtleneck; she also noticed she had way less makeup on her face, but still managed to look almost a sickly pale.
As soon as she saw Cass, the girl smiled and waved at her from the entrance, book in hand, as she walked towards her.
As soon as she got to her, Marie put a hand down on the counter and, leaning closer, with the other hand, gave the book to Cassie.
“It actually took less than I thought!” said Marie
Cassie giggled, and while typing stuff in on the computer to her side, she asked:
“How’d you like it?”
“Have you read it?” replied Marie, testing the waters.
“Sure have.”
Marie paused for a second, narrowing her eyes, seemingly inspecting the librarian’s face.
“Yes,… it was… nice…” she finally let out, getting more confident as she stared on at the welcoming expression on Cassie’s face; she continued:
“I really liked their dynamic, their... need for each other, I guess” she said, looking away and then back to the librarian with those same narrowed eyes.
Understanding the girl’s behavior to a certain extent, Cass reassured her, “Most of all, I liked how they called each other cute names”.
“YEAH!” she exclaimed and then continued, “it’s very… “ she paused, feigning trying to look for the right word and then softly said ”...sapphic”.
“Sure is” replied Cassie with a dumb smile.
There was then a pause where the girls were looking at each other in mutual contemplation.
“You know-” said Marie, breaking the silence “you really seem like a fun hang-out, maybe we could see each other out of here…”
“Right now?” asked Cassie in disbelief, looking around at the empty library,
“I mean-” said Marie, smiling slightly at the prospect that this girl probably would have left her job on working hours to go out with her right then and there. “... you’re still working! We can absolutely do some other time, whenever’s fine, I’m not really busy these days outside of uni”.
She looked around at the empty library before taking the next step; “You already know my name,… what’s yours?”.
“Cassie or Cass, whichever you prefer…”
“Well, Cassie-or-Cass, nice to meet ya” replied Marie with a titter.
“And you’re… Marie, right?” she asked as if she hadn’t been sighing that name to herself the whole week prior whenever no one was around in vain hope of making that gorgeous dyke appear before her eyes once again.
“Yupp! Thats-a me,” she said, pointing her thumb to her chest with a closed fist.
Cassie stared starry-eyed at the woman, who was starting to become flustered and averting her eyes while still smiling.
“Can youu...” Marie finally broke the silence, “...get me the second chapter? Please?”.
The rose-tinted glasses suddenly came off Cass’ face, replaced with embarrassment, with the girl only managing to get a short, hissing “Yesss” as she quickly approached the epistolary section once again and picked up the aforementioned book.
“Sorry for before, I was-” Cass was interrupted.
“You’re a lesbian, right?” asked Marie, pointing at her bag covered in carabiners behind her (that she had put there so that it would be in line of sight of whoever came in and got close enough to her).
“Yes,” she felt a little ashamed still of having to flaunt it around like that for the remote prospect of getting some action. “...are you?”.
“Dude…” she paused for a moment, “...are you serious?”.
Cass looked down at the floor and put the book down on the counter.
Marie took a deep breath before rolling her eyes and finally confirming Cass’ totally unheard of suspicions, “Yes, I am”.
Another pause followed, but this time it was Cass to break the silence.
“Do you want to go make out in the storage room?”. The sentence flowed out of her like water through a broken dam; it had been a few months since she broke up with her girlfriend, and she had been very much touch-starved ever since.
“What—”
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have, I-”
“It’s all good, we-” Marie stopped to reflect. “What if someone comes in?”
Cass was astonished she’d even consider the offer; she quickly answered, “Well, it does happen that I’m not here at times and people just serve themselves and most just come here to read, and also today is a very slow day, and so if you really want to…” letting a sliver of desperation peer through her words.
“Why not? Lead the way, Cassie-or-Cass!”
Cassie rolled her eyes at the joke, hiding her elation as she got up from the chair and walked in front of Marie towards the thin wooden door that led to the storage room.
There was just one small window inside, and it was higher than eye level, so Cass felt pretty safe jumping at the girl and immediately kissing her on the lips, not even giving her the time to properly close the door, which then had to be done by her awkwardly pushing it with her shoe.
After a few minutes of making out, the girls had to separate for a second to undress themselves in response to the rising temperature of their respective bodies.
Both of them kept their underwear on but knew it wasn’t necessarily going to stay that way through the whole process.
They then stared at each other’s bodies for a second before Marie leaned back on the wall again as a signal to Cass to come closer again.
When she did, Marie latched onto her neck, planting soft kisses all along its length, up to the place where the jaw and the ear meet.
Cass all of a sudden reached inside Marie’s panties, wading through the spill of bush that came out of the top.
She abruptly stopped, looking her in the eyes and then looking down at what her hand was touching.
“Oh,... my God” said Cass, promptly getting her hand out of Marie’s underwear and taking half a step back.
Marie’s face quickly went from aroused to shocked to ashamed; “I’m so sorry, I thought it was obvious, I- I should have told you, I’m- I- I’m so sorry” her voice cracking in between the words.
“No,- I’m-” Cassie tried forming a thought, “I’m sorry I’m making a scene, I’m just not sure about this,” she blurted out.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, really.” Marie tried to reassure her
“I’m sorry, I’ve- I’ve never even seen one close up outside of, like, magazines my classmates would look at, I- I wouldn’t even know what to do with it…”
“Like I said, Cass, we really don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with” said Marie, going down on the ground, trying her best to pick up her clothing in the little light that was coming from the window.
“That said,…” she continued, calming down as she got up with her bunched up clothes pressed to her chest, “if you’re still into this…” she said as Cass’ face almost involuntarily drew in closer to hers. “we can still make do with what we have”.
Marie darted a look at Cassie’s very much wet underwear and got closer, pressing on it with her right hand.
Cassie could have melted right then and there into a steaming puddle of dyke juice.
“W-well…” she babbled ecstatically, “I’m sure we can f-figure-” she took a sudden deep breath as the hand started moving across her hot, clothed groin. “-s-something out…”. She then let out a short, cut-off moan.
“Sure we can…” replied Marie with a newfound confidence and a sly smile plastered on her face.
After letting go of the clothes again, she drew both of her hands back and started unhooking her own bra to sweeten the deal, making a little show out of it.
They weren’t exactly what would be defined as outstanding, but she was proud of her boobs nonetheless, and she knew they’d had the desired effect as Cassie’s eyes widened like she’d just unsheathed Excalibur,... which she also wasn’t totally ruling out.
Marie then took Cass’s head between her hands and kissed her voraciously; there was such a hunger felt between each passionate, labored breath.
The feeling of her soft lips against hers… Marie grabbed Cass and switched their places, pushing her against the wall while their tongues continued exploring each other’s mouths.
It was now Marie’s hand that threatened to dive inside Cassie’s panties.
“God,... You’re such a mess, Cass-,…” whispered Marie into her ear. “May I?” she said, hooking her thumbs on the sides of Cassie’s panties, smiling and kneeling slightly, making pretty clear what she was implying.
Cassie smiled back and responded in kind, giggling, “You may”.
Marie then lowered herself and Cass’ panties to the floor, all while still maintaining eye contact; suddenly, she was hit with a fragrance not unknown to her, and as soon as her eyes lowered too, they were met with Cassie’s bush on full display, the hair slightly glistening from the foreplay.
She dove in, nose deep in the mons pubis and tongue savoring the sweet nectar within her hole. Cassie had to cover her mouth, trying not to let too much of her noises escape.
Marie pushed further in, grabbing Cassie’s ass for support as she tongued her deeper and got out to circle around her swollen clit.
It tasted divine. Marie tried to lick up and swallow all she could as she sucked and scraped with her tongue, exploring all the different textures and surfaces and crevices, trying to make Cass make all the different cute sounds she could muster.
Throughout, she loved the feeling of having this woman completely melt between her fingers, groping her and making her moan in pleasure until she couldn’t form one coherent thought.
As Cass’ legs were starting to tremble more and more, Marie picked up her pace, concentrating on her clit.
“MARIE-”
She continued sucking on her most sensitive spot and moving her tongue fast across it, back and forth.
In that moment, Cassie’s hips started moving on their own, and her hand moved to the back of Marie’s head to push her even deeper into it as pleasure overtook her body.
“Holy fuck, Marie, I-I think I’m about to come-”
Without looking away, Marie continued munching at the carpet, keeping her pace despite Cassie’s erratic thrusting movements.
“FUCK, MARIE-”
Marie’s mouth was flooded with the fluids gushing out of the vulva.
“FUCK” Cassie covered her mouth back after hitting the peak of pleasure.
A few dozen seconds passed, and she seemed to have calmed down. Marie pulled away with a stupid smile plastered on her face, eyes fixated on Cassie’s face, breathing heavily just like her.
“How was that?” she asked, semi-sarcastically.
“You’re joking…” said the eaten-out girl, still out of breath, with a deadpan delivery not fit for someone in her position.
Marie got up to look at her eye-to-eye and then a little higher and broke out in laughter, still with half her face covered in sticky juices.
Cass then kissed her again (probably mostly to shut her up), taking her by surprise, breaking the kiss with “You’re kind of a freak, you know?”
Marie looked at her for a second, lips still pursed from the kiss.
“What gave you that idea?” she giggled as she got out of the embrace to pick up Cass’s sticky underpants from the ground to dangle them in front of her face, which prompted her to take them from her hands and quickly put them back on, not really minding her own gunk in there.
They were both such messes, all covered in sweat, one without a brassiere and the other with both it and her panties soaked with sweat and cum.
“I feel kind of bad now…” said Cass, getting off the wall, struggling a little to stay on her two feet but masking it well.
“Oh? Why’s that?” Marie answered, with a now worried tone.
“I didn’t help you with... that-” she pointed at Marie’s half-hard, bulge filling up her light blue underwear.
Marie was relieved, “Oh, it's fine, really, I didn’t even have my dick pills with me”. The words came out with a certain airiness to them that confused Cassie.
“Dick... pills?”
“Yeah,... when-” Marie stopped, hearing the glass doors of the library’s main entrance open.
Cass immediately dropped to the ground, getting her top and struggling to put it on in the panic of the moment.
“Anyone here?” asked a voice outside.
“Coming!” answered Cass quite loudly.
She then went for her skirt, which was partway under Marie; “’xscuse me-” she whispered, lifting her foot off the ground, getting the garment and quickly putting it on too.
She then tried to fix her hair the little she could without a mirror.
“Sorry this got cut short… I promise I’ll make this right”. She then opened the door, making sure her new friend was out of sight for the visitor.