"Sure thing," Sue said. "I might still be down here when you get back, depending on how fast we can find this young man what he wants."

"Thanks," Cindy said.

As the elevator door closed in front of her, Cindy was still looking curiously at the boy as if she can sense what I'm up to, Sue thought. Well, let her think what she wants, Sue thought as she led the boy deep into the stacks.

They were all alone down here now. The quiet was almost disturbing. Sue swore her heart-beat was loud enough for the boy to hear. She started to tremble as they moved down one aisle, then another, getting lost on the maze of shelves.

"Here we are," she said.

Swallowing, the boy began scanning the books before him.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"Bobby," he said, swallowing again.

Sue slipped off her shoes, finding herself shorter than the boy now. He glanced down at her bare feet, frowning.

Sue trembled harder. She was struck by the awkwardness of the situation. She couldn't think of anything to say that wouldn't sound absurd. Suddenly, she found herself dropping to her knees, her fingers fumbling with his zipper.

"Oh God!" the boy whispered, and he was breathing fiercely.

Sue got his zipper down and his prick, swelling fast, bulged out of his fly, bundled up in his red briefs. Sue felt his hard prick, salivating, her fingers moving up and down it.

The boy groaned, unsnapping his jeans and pushing them down. Sue stopped him before he could shove down his red briefs. She enjoyed the sight of his underwear bulging obscenely.

"Just relax, stud." Sue's tone was throaty, seductive. "Put your hands on your hips and jet let me work on you." She nuzzled his cock through his underwear, caressed and squeezed his balls. "Big nuts. I bet they're all full of cum."