The Mall [M/F]

Continuation of [The Library](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6myz16/the_library/) and [The Library Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6o6grt/the_library_part_2_mf/)

James drove to the mall with the windows down and the radio off. It was almost three, so the parking lot was nearly empty and he found a spot almost next to the entrance. The sun beat down cheerfully over the concrete and empty cars James made his way to the door. He walked inside the cool building and headed to one of the many outlet stores that hung out in packs at the end of the wings of the mall. There were not many people there at this time of day, and the few that were stayed inside each store before hurrying quickly to the next one, like bees hopping between flowers.

James slipped inside one of the stores that seemed to sell pants he might actually buy, and headed to the men’s section. The racks of folded jeans greeted him in the back of the empty store. The only other person that James could see was the clerk at the counter, who was currently reading a magazine and chewing loudly on some bubble gum, oblivious to the world. He turned back to the jeans and spent a few moments trying to pick out a pair before he felt a hand grab his ass from behind and a familiar voice in his ear.

The Library, Part 2 [MF]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6myz16/the_library/)

Sara’s eyes snapped open as her alarm early. Her hand came down on the button as fast as she could muster and she rolled on to her back. Closing her eyes once again, but not wanting to fall back to sleep, she kicked off her blankets revealing the tiny pair of purple panties and her bare chest. Stretching her arms above her head and her toes out as far as she could, she finally rolled out of bed, and got herself ready for work.

Arriving at the coffee shop in her black yoga pants, brown “coffee house” shirt and a ponytail to keep it from her face, she unlocked the door and flicked the light on. She walked into the back and started prepping the shop to open. Once the aroma of the coffee and the sound of the cappuccino makers filled the front, she unlocked the door.

Moments later, the bell above the door rang.

“Welcome to Coffee House, what can I get you today?” She asked, not looking up from the register.

“I was hoping I could get you.” A voice said, warm and full of laughter. A voice she recognized.

The Library

The library was an open looking building made of a well shaped white stone and huge panes of glass that glittered in the early summer sun. The wind was warm but refreshing as it rushed by her small dress and bare legs. If she hadn’t been so late, she may have had time to enjoy the way the trees on campus were reflected off the library’s soaring windows, or how blue the sky looked in contrast to the few bright fluffy clouds that floated across the sky. Her sandals made slapping noises as she skipped up the steps to the building’s front door, her mind focused only on how many minutes she was late.

She pushed her way through the front door, and the cool breeze from inside made goosebumps rise along her white legs. She was almost forty minutes late to her group project because she had fallen asleep at home, and had only woken up moments ago. The sweat that had risen on her body from the summer heat was cooling on her skin and she shivered.
There were only a few people in the main lobby, and none of them were in the group she was apart of. Two people were talking by the doors, and another person was sitting on one of the chairs from the entryway. She glanced in his direction and realized she recognized him from one of her morning classes, and found him attractive, but had never gotten his name. All she knew of him were the color of his eyes; blue.