Lacey and the librarian.txt
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Lacey and the Librarian
by StarSapphire
(Reading Lacey Goes Camping will introduce you to Lacey and give you some background regarding her and her cousin. Otherwise it's not necessary to read it to appreciate this story.)
12 year old Lacey was an avid reader and spent a lot of time at the local public library, but books were not the only reason she went there so often. Behind the desk near the check-out sat Theresa, a very prim, attractive 32 year old librarian who fascinated young Lacey. She was tall, had a very pretty face, thin body, blond hair like wheat straw always done up in a bun, and a radiant smile that always captured Lacey's attention. Ever since her cousin had left to go to her new job in Calgary a few months ago Theresa had taken over as the complete object of Lacey's affections and today she had, with great trepidation, decided to do something about it.
Theresa always wore skirts or dresses that showed off her very trim, beautiful legs and Lacey was forever trying to catch glimpses. In flattering imitation Lacey began wearing the same in hopes Theresa would notice hers. She'd also spend time chatting with Theresa whenever she stopped in and did her best to flirt and bat her pretty blue eyes at this new love of her young life.
Lacey had already experienced the love of an older woman. At 11 she and her 19 year old cousin began a year long affair and ever since her cousin returned to Calgary Lacey had felt an emptiness and an ache in her heart. She'd experienced love and disappointment at a young age but had also been introduced to her own sexuality in a profound way. That she was a lesbian Lacey had no doubt. But was Theresa? That question now haunted her.
Lacey noticed the red in Theresa's cheeks and inwardly wondered and hoped. After telling her she was okay on her own Lacey proceeded into the stacks to peruse some titles she wasn't really interested in. Coming here today had been solely to see Theresa but Lacy had to go through the motions of searching for something to read to keep up the pretense. Lacey quietly steeled herself for the task ahead.
Theresa was always pleased when Lacy showed up but also a little scared. She knew she was attracted to the dark haired little beauty but she had never felt this way towards someone so young and she felt a surge of guilt wash through her every time she contemplated the fact. On the other hand her desire for young Lacey seemed so pure and it was certainly strong. Theresa had had relationships with other women since she was a teen but those partners had all been around her own age. Males simply didn't interest her which, she conceded, probably made her a lesbian although she disliked having a label attached to her sexual preference. But what kind of label do I get if I love a 12 year old girl? Theresa mused ruefully.
Although she loved seeing Theresa every time she came to the library it was frustrating for Lacey. Her unrequited desire needed some sort of resolution but Lacey, being 12, felt powerless to act on her feelings. If I ask her out or something I'll look like a complete dork, she thought. Especially if she doesn't feel the same way about me but, Lacey asserted, she's giving me all those signs! The looks, then she starts with the perfume, her smile, and now she seems to be getting dressed up more every time I come here. If she doesn't want me then she sure knows how to torture someone who does!
Theresa was unaware of course of the effect she was having on young Lacey or that her attempts to be and appear more attractive were being far more effective than she could have imagined. Her frustrations were similar to Lacey's but fraught with fear as well. If she made a wrong move and the girl rejected her it could mean at best total humiliation and at worst, perhaps the loss of her job and reputation. Even if she accepted her advances there then loomed the possibility of legal proceedings and public disgrace if it all went wrong. She knew she had to be very careful.
I'll invite her for coffee, Lacey had thought. What could be the harm in that? If she says no then I can at least say I tried and try to forget about her and if she says yes, well anything was possible after that. The one thing Lacey knew for sure was that things could not go on as they were. She was driving herself crazy over this woman and the woman herself was not helping in the least, making matters worse day after day with the increasing intensity of attention she was garnering from poor lovestruck Lacey through changes to her personal appearance and behavior. Something must be done!
They made arrangements to meet at a cafe nearby and Lacey went quickly home, dropped off her book from the library, and told her mom she was meeting a friend and would be back for dinner. Her mother waved disinterestedly from the kitchen and Lacey raced back into town and sat at a seat near the window waiting for Theresa. She didn't wait long.
Theresa entered and spotted Lacey right away. She acknowledged the big smile and wave Lacey gave her and walked over to join her in the booth. Theresa was thrilled and a little nervous meeting Lacey like this but also worried. She looked around seeing if anyone was watching them. They were ignored.
Theresa returned Lacey's gaze and took in the sight of Lacey's long dark hair, pretty face, and pouty lips. She noticed for the hundredth time her newly forming breast buds and inwardly sighed with desire. I truly hope this goes somewhere Theresa wished quietly to herself. But I'm so nervous!
The two talked pleasantly about Lacey's school and life at the library. Theresa told her that Mrs. Robertson was wonderful to work for and Lacey talked about her favorite teachers. Finally Theresa steeled herself up to ask the question she knew she must.
Lacey was excited at the invitation but didn't want her eagerness to show. She assured Theresa she would be there with more calm than she felt. After finishing their coffee Theresa allowed Lacey to pay and hugged her good bye outside the cafe. Then, with a small wave she turned and walked away, Lacey's eyes following her until she turned a corner and disappeared. Oh my God! Lacey thought. I think she really likes me!
The rest of the day and the the following hours were an agony of waiting for Lacey, who managed a good night's sleep regardless, helped along by a very nice cum at bedtime, thinking about what pleasures might await in the morning. Lacey dressed herself casually planning to change before she went over to Theresa's place which wasn't too far from where she lived. She thought very carefully about what to wear and finally settled on a nice red sun dress with her fanciest looking white underwear, which wasn't that fancy but the fanciest she had. Around 1 o'clock she showered, afterwards paying special attention to her wavy dark hair, blow drying and setting it just so with a little spray. For extra effect she carefully applied some red lipstick to emphasize her full lips. With a final check in the mirror she was finally off to Theresa's place satisfied she at least looked her best.
Theresa stared at the clock for the hundredth time watching the hands move slowly up to 3 o'clock and as they did she heard a knock at her door. She certainly is punctual she thought, not realizing Lacey had waited on her doorstep an agonizing 3 minutes waiting exactly for 3 o'clock by her watch before knocking.
Theresa blushed at the compliment, thanked Lacey, and led her inside. She had set up her dining room table with care. Eating utensils, cream pot, sugar bowl, white linen napkins, tea pot, tea cups and saucers, butter dish, and fresh flowers in the middle of the table were all placed with care awaiting Lacey's arrival. As Lacey settled herself at her place Theresa brought out some freshly baked corn meal biscuits that smelled delicious. Theresa sat down opposite her.
She spread the butter lightly on her biscuit and took a bite. They were heavenly and Lacey complimented her yet again. Theresa thanked her and ate one herself. Washed down with tea, both found the baked creations utterly delicious. After they had finished Theresa invited Lacey to sit down on her large plush couch.
Theresa's kiss was electric for young Lacey. It removed all doubt about how Theresa felt about her and that knowledge thrilled her. She wants me, yes she does! Slowly she parted her lips, allowing her tongue to make gentle contact with Theresa's lips. Theresa responded, opening her mouth wider, pushing her tongue forcefully into Lacey's waiting mouth. Lacey's excitement built higher as the kiss progressed, their tongues now danced together in a frenzied waltz Theresa broke the kiss.
Lacey's eyes were immediately drawn to Theresa's sparse growth of light brown pubic hair and the tight in folded labial lips that looked a lot like Lacey's. Theresa too was absorbed in Lacey's beautiful pink young body just coming in to adolescence., her pussy still bare and her slit not yet descended further between her legs like Theresa's. Both immediately embraced standing up and felt the soft smooth warmth of their naked skin against each other. They kissed briefly before, with silent consent, they sank slowly to the bed.
Locked in a passionate embrace Theresa and Lacey were totally lost in a moment both had only dreamed of happening. Their tongues fought a never ending duel sliding quickly from mouth to mouth as Lacey felt almost crushed in Theresa's surprisingly strong arms. Her hand moved down to cup Lacey's ass as Lacey did the same marveling in the taught softness of Theresa's ass cheeks. A leg slide slowly between Lacey's thighs and she felt her sopping pussy slide against Theresa's as the woman began a gentle humping, driving Lacey wild at the wet slithering against her clit.
In an agony of lust Theresa humped her leg faster against Lacey and felt herself start to come. It began as a hot burning between her legs then spread outward like a hot shock wave to every corner of her body as spasm after maddening spasm shook her. Poor Lacey held on for dear life then felt her own orgasm approach. .Like Theresa's it was one of the most intense of her young life and she moaned and cried out at its intensity. Both woman and girl hugged each other and shivered tightly in each other's embrace as their climaxes slowly subsided. Bathed in sweat they slowly relaxed into each other's embrace, Lacey crying deep sobs of joy as Theresa slowly stroked her dark hair.
Theresa was at first mortified but the sight of young Lacey lightly stroking herself removed her inhibitions and she tentatively reached down and slowly at first then more rapidly as the pleasure took hold, began rubbing her hard clit. Round and round her fingers flew as she watched Lacey pump up and down her slit and a look of rapture cover her face. Theresa's own jaw dropped open and her eyes glazed in lust as her self ministrations began having a telling effect. She reached up to play with a nipple and Lacey's eyes stared lustfully.
Unable to stop herself Theresa moved her hand to her glistening hole and inserted two fingers inside herself. Her rapid fucking motion produced a delicious sloppy sound that hypnotized Lacey who gazed at Theresa while her second orgasm began slowly to build. The fire glowed hot in her loins like a fuse then exploded into a soul wracking climax as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her young body.
Lacey laughed at the thought of herself as a sexual sophisticate and they lay together staring into each other's eyes and feeling overjoyed at the miracle of discovering one another. They later arose and showered together enjoying that wonderful act of intimacy taking special care in washing and drying each other. Lacey especially loved tangling her fingers in Theresa's pubic thatch while Theresa endlessly stroked every part of Lacey's smooth hairless body. After finishing and dressing they sat together silently on Theresa's plush couch just reveling in each other's company.
That day started an affair that lasted for the next three years until Theresa too left to take a job in another city, but this time not so far away and they were still able to get together once in awhile. Gradually however they drifted apart as the years went by but each remained strong in the other's memory.
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