Chapter 14 Rock Your Librarian Socks
Rock Your Librarian Socks
On Monday, Sheila focused on her ever-growing to-do list to distract herself from memories of her incredible weekend.
After breakfast yesterday, she and Derek gathered their clothing and dressed.
Then he took her home. Their conversation was comfortable, but Sheila was anxious to put distance between them.
If only she could escape her memories. She needed space from whatever they were doing, so she was grateful for the timing of her trip. She also messaged Chuck to see if he’d be available when she returned.
If she rode a few other dicks before she saw Derek again, she hoped she’d be better able to resist his delicious Derek-ness.
After this weekend, Sheila’s mind was consumed by thoughts of sex. She wanted to hear the story about Alexander and the stranger at the bar. Actually, she wanted to watch it happen, whatever it was.
And the fantasy of sucking Derek’s cock and fucking him in an elevator hadn’t left her. Last night, she even dreamed he showed up at her conference. In her dream, they rode the hotel elevator for hours, fucking and sucking all night.
Her mind was filled with images of everybody having sex all the time, everywhere.
As she worked throughout the day, she imagined different positions and different sex acts occurring in every room.
Her librarian cardigan covered nipples that stood at attention all day, and her panties stayed damp for hours.
Between her exhaustion, her memories, and her over-sexed imagination, it was a challenge to concentrate at work. However, she had a lot to do and not very much time in which to do it.
That was her only excuse for why she almost gave herself away.
When Jessica, the flirty part-time assistant, asked about her weekend, Sheila knew it was casual conversation. Actually, Jessica probably assumed she had nothing to say as usual. She probably only inquired to be polite before she rolled off a laundry list of her own exciting adventures.
Sheila hadn’t expected the question—even though it was Jessica’s normal Monday conversation starter—and thus was unprepared with a generic response.
Her mind blanked. Then a full-body flush overcame her as memories of the weekend flooded her brain. Jessica might be flighty and an undisciplined worker, but she had excellent powers of observation. Not that it would take much with the way Sheila’s body betrayed her.
“Nothing,” Sheila answered after a flustered moment.
“Oh, really?” The younger woman drew the word out. “Then what’s this reaction about?” She waved her hand in Sheila’s direction.
Sheila’s cheeks burned as if she laid out in the sun too long without sunscreen.
“Hot date?” Jessica asked after Sheila remained frozen.
“Um, no?”
Jessica leveled a sardonic look at her.
“Really? Tell me to mind my own business, that’s fine. I don’t like being lied to, though. Honestly, I’d prefer if you told me to fuck off than lie to me.”
Sheila was conflicted. Jessica was the co-worker she was closest to even though they rarely saw each other outside the library.
But no one at work could ever find out about her extracurricular activities. Especially the ones at the library.
She was a librarian, for God’s sake. Yes, her personal life was her own, but it definitely wouldn’t stand up to librarian scrutiny.
“Er, yes, I had dinner plans. But it wasn’t a date.”
“Anyone I know?” Jessica joked, visibly relaxing now that they were back on their usual footing.
Sheila shrugged as she struggled with how to respond.
“I’m just teasing,” Jessica said, letting her off the hook. “As long as it’s not that asshole you dated before.”
“Richard?”
“Yeah, that’s it. I guess he’s more of a dick than an asshole.” Jessica snorted.
Sheila murmured under her breath. “No, he didn’t have enough dick for that.”
Jessica gaped at her before she broke into a loud guffaw.
“Holy shit, girl, that was hilarious,” she replied between gasps. “I’ve never heard you say anything negative about him before. Even though he always talked down to you, like he was so much better. Yet he’d get clingy if another guy tried to talk to you, even Pete just saying ‘hi’ to everybody.”
“Huh, I guess he did. I didn’t pay that much attention. As he pointed out often, I’m not a very good girlfriend.”
“You’ve changed,” Jessica said after she studied Sheila for a moment. “You seem more… I don’t know. More confident. You’ve always been good at your job, but you seem different.”
“Thank you. I’ve been trying to get out more. I’m self-assured at work because I know what I’m doing. Outside of this space, though, that’s when things are hard for me. It’s stressful at times, but I’m trying.”
“That’s awesome. Why don’t we ever hang out? Don’t you like me?”
Sheila looked at her, dumbfounded by the direction of the conversation. She and Jessica had talked more frequently over the last few months, but she didn’t expect more than that. Sheila went with the office out for drinks a handful of times, but it was still effort to relax and turn off her brain.
Experience taught her that awkward nerds with little non-work conversation and fewer social graces weren’t typically in high demand. It hadn’t occurred to her Jessica wanted to be actual friends with her outside of work.
“Of course you like me; I’m very likable,” Jessica answered her own question with a confidence Sheila envied. “And you’re smart, funny, and interesting. But you didn’t answer my question. Why haven’t we hung out away from work?”
“Um, I don’t know. I didn’t realize you wanted to.”
Jessica clapped her hands and beamed. “That’s settled then. We’re going out together when you return from the conference.”
“I’ll be too tired this weekend,” she said cautiously.
Jessica’s mouth pursed, and Sheila almost relented. But after days of being around tons of people, going out in public would be too much for her.
Besides, she might hear back from Chuck. Nothing would stand in her way of jumping his bones this time, even if it meant she had to fuck him in front of his cock-blocking roommate. After this past weekend, that wouldn’t be an issue anymore.
“Okay, fine,” Jessica agreed. “Next weekend then, and I’m not taking ‘no’ for an answer. Besides, I’ve almost convinced the new security guard, Bryan, to take me out this weekend. With any luck, I’ll be busy myself.”
Jessica winked at her, and Sheila could easily imagine the two beautiful people on a date. She hoped Bryan was prepared because Jessica was more woman than he could handle.
Now her mind made the obvious leap to sex between Jessica and Bryan. Would they get up to any of the same activities she and Pete had in the break room? And the parking lot? Would Bryan be as circumspect as Pete? Or would he fuck Jessica in her car with her riding his cock on the security camera?
Oops, this was not helping her calm down.
“Are you okay?” Jessica asked.
“Yes. Why do you ask?”
“You look a little flushed, so I wondered if you had a fever.”
“I’m, uh, still recovering from my cold. You know how it is.”
Jessica made a sympathetic noise before she returned to the conversation.
“Okay, I’ll pick a place for us to go next weekend. Once you’re back from your boring conference, we’ll have some real fun.”
She rubbed her hands with glee.
“Hey, conferences aren’t boring.”
“You’re going with a bunch of librarians. How much fun can it be? Besides, you said before you usually go back to your hotel room and watch TV. You’ll be in New Orleans - the Big Easy! You should go out and party!”
“I’m thinking about it.”
“Really?” Jessica squealed. “That’s great! Wait, there are guys at this thing, right?” When Sheila nodded, Jessica leaned closer. “You know what you should do? You should totally hook up with some guy while you’re there. Rock your librarian socks!”
It was Sheila’s turn to giggle. If only Jessica knew how much her socks had rocked in the last few months.
“You’ve got to be careful, of course,” Jessica continued.
“Don’t go with a total stranger, not in a place like New Orleans.
And tell someone where you’re going and who you’re with.
But there will be mixers and hotel bars.
Oh, I wish I were going with you. I could find someone for you right away, and safely, too. ”
“I can figure it out,” Sheila said.
“I’m so excited for you! You’ll have to tell me all about it when we go out for drinks.”
“We’re going out for drinks?”
“Of course. What else?”
After a few more minutes of conversation, Jessica was called away. Sheila worked on her to do list. That evening, she got out of work later than usual. Exhausted, she managed to finish everything she needed for the day and hoped tomorrow would go more smoothly.
Bryan arrived promptly when she messaged him for an escort through the dark as per policy. Sheila couldn’t help but wonder what he’d be like in bed and if his dick game lived up to his cocky attitude.
It was good Jessica already staked her claim. Sheila couldn’t cross that line at work again, in particular since she didn’t know if Bryan could be discreet.
But, damn, she was incredibly horny after a day full of dirty thoughts and memories, and he was attractive and fit. He probably had stamina even if he had no rhythm.
No! No more sexy times at work!
She was still sore anyway.
Her first thought was to call Derek; he could make her come over the phone. She nixed that idea almost as soon as it occurred to her. If she had any hope of keeping her heart to herself, she needed space from him.
This was supposed to be her sexy single-hood, not highway to heartbreak.
But Bryan was a bad idea.
In happy news, Chuck texted that he was free Saturday night and would love to have her over.
Jerry had his own plans with some friends, so they’d have the apartment to themselves.
She’d have to nap on the plane, but this was a great plan just in case she couldn’t go through with a hookup in New Orleans.
She packed the new dresses—and the new lingerie—she bought for the conference and went through her to-do list. Throughout the evening, she and Chuck flirted by text, and it felt good.
She felt good. And then Derek texted her.
“Hi, sexy. Have a good, safe trip. If you need anything, day or night, or if you just want to talk, I’m here for you. Don’t forget to call me if you take somebody home. I want to make sure you’re safe even more than I want to hear all the sexy details. Have fun!”
Why was he so damned confusing?