A favor to ask...

"Hmm. Wonder what it's like in there?" The man thought to himself. The old library was usually empty every time he passed it, but something compelled him to check it today. Sure enough, the only person he could see was the lone librarian at the front desk. He looked down the room, seeing row upon row of shelves and tables. He continued his exploration of the library

"Hm?" The man notices a folded trench coat on the table as he entered the deeper into the library. "I must not be the only person intrigued by this lonesome place!" He thought to himself, passing by the coat without a second thought. He soon noticed a sound. Walking closer to the origin it soon became clear it was the moaning and gasping of a woman.

He peered around the shelf and there she was in all her naked glory. The woman was fingering herself vigorously with one hand and fondling her breast with the other. Her head was moving up and down in pure ecstasy, totally unaware of her new observer.

He tried to pry himself away from the situation, but the sight of the woman was too enticing to leave behind. Soon the woman threw her head back and let out a final few moans as she climaxed. Her relaxed body slumped on the shelf he was hiding behind.

"Time to get out of here before she notices-"

SLAM!

A book just beside him had been knocked off the shelf, unsettled from the fairly large nudge the woman had given the shelf after resting herself on it. She let out a large gasp and peered around the corner to find the man that had been watching her.

He froze as their gazes locked, both in a state of silent panic. It seemed like an eternity before the woman gathered herself and walked to him. His eyes couldn't peel away from her body, especially her large breasts, jiggling ever so slightly with each step.

The woman's panicked expression in her eyes soon changed into one of calm realization. She put up her finger to her mask and winked, making a shushing noise.

She got down on her knees and caressed his crotch. She looked back up at him with a knowing look. She undid the button and in a smooth motion lowered his pants down to his thighs, the man already erect from the show she'd just given. "You don't have to do this, I won't tell a soul, honest!"

The woman scoffed, almost to say, "I don't care, I'm doing it anyway!" She slowly lifted her mask, careful not to reveal too much of her face. She puckered her lips around the tip and stroking it with her hand.

She began rhythmically stroking and sucking, increasing the pace slowly. She moaned with each motion, drowning out his halfhearted protests. With each stroke he edged closer and closer to his own climax. The usually secluded hall was now filled with the muffled moanings of the two.

"I can't hold it much longer!-" he blurted before he unloaded into her mouth. She continued sucking and stroking, cum dribbling down onto her hand and her breasts, continuing until he'd released everything.

Finally she released her grip on him and stood up. She pulled her mask down and leaned over and whispered:

"Remember... don't tell a soul!"