Casey's curiosity finally got the better of her. She just had to know what this man was reading so furtively.
She stood up and walked over to the bookshelf nearest the man. When she got close to him, she glanced down at his book. He was looking at a collection of nude photos. All of women in various submissive poses. All black and white. Very arty, but a bit risque.
She also noticed that his right hand was busy under the table.
God! He was masturbating right there in the library!
"Casey, this poor man seems to be having some trouble getting off. Perhaps you could give him a hand?"
She really didn't want to touch him. Maybe she could just turn him on a bit.
She walked over behind him.
"Excuse me...that book look's really interesting. Can I look at it with you?"
The man was instantly embarrassed and confused. He discretely removed his hand from his pants.
"Sure. I'm always looking for someone to appreciate art with."
The man began flipping through the book, showing Casey various photos and describing symbolism to go with each.
"Help him out, Casey, " the voice said.
"I uh...saw what you were doing before I came over. Why don't you do that some more?"
The man turned bright red with embarrassment.
"I don't know what you mean..."
"You know...your hand. Underneath the table. I think it was very sexy to watch you do that here in the library. I mean, anyone could come by. Why don't you do it some more. I love to watch that kind of thing..." her voice trailed off.
He looked around quickly.
"You're a bit young for me, " he tried to laugh it off.
She hesitated, wanting to keep the voice happy.
"Uh...I like older men. I think you're very attractive. Come on...keep working your cock. It's very sexy."
He looked uncertain.
"Ok...why not."
He reached back under the table, looked around quickly and pulled his still erect cock from his zip. Slowly, he began stroking it, looking straight into Casey's eyes.
"Would you like to help or join in?" |