This is a part 2 but could also be read on it’s own. Part 1 & 1.5 can both be found on my page! Feedback always is appreciated.
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“Meet me on the fifth floor,” he whispered in my ear, and then he left.
“Um what the fuck? Who does this guy even think he is?” I thought to myself. “I dont even know this guy and he’s telling me to come meet me?!”
I started to walk towards the library exit seriously pissed off at this dude. I even got to the first set of exit doors, and laughed at the image of him waiting for me all alone. “Maybe he would just have to stroke one out all alone….” was the thought that now had me wondering what his dick would look like up close.
Next thing I know I’m in the elevators pushing the button labelled “5”. And then I’m walking through the stacks to the back corner where I knew this library guy would be. Except he wasn’t there. I’m thinking maybe I was too eager and got there first, so I decide to wait five minutes and browse my phone. As I’m waiting, the anticipation of what could happen has me getting more and more turned on. Five minutes became ten, and then fifteen. Just when I thought “Fuck this”, I heard footsteps approaching me.