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The Librarian's Assistant Chapter 3 of 5 (F exhib solo first discovery)
By Lawrence David Oct. 2003
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Contact the author, Lawrence David, at asstr-mirror.org for
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The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person,
living or dead, is purely coincidental and entirely unintentional.
There may be references to real people in a historical context but
they are not characters in this story and are not, in any way,
associated with the central events of this story.
WARNING:
This story contains material with explicit and sexual content that
some may find offensive and may be illegal in some regions.
You must STOP reading if:
1. your are underage (below 18 in all cases or 21 in some regions),
2. this type of material is illegal under any circumstances in your
region,
3. you are offended by explicit or graphic sexual content,
4. you are offended by profanity or graphic language,
5. you are offended by references to religous entities outside
of the context of religous worship,
6. you have no imagination.
Thank you and enjoy. LHD.
Chapter 3
Monday was hell as all I could think about was my experiment on Tuesday
when I could go back to the high school. On Tuesday morning I arrived
at work much earlier than usual. The main librarian saw me and did a
double take and complimented the pretty dress I was wearing. On Sunday
I had purchased a nice dress that had a full skirt that came just below
the knees and a top that had an elastic bodice that went up to short
sleeves that were barely sleeves at all but were mostly wide, ruffly
shoulder straps. The back was open to about midway down my back. I
didn't have to worry about my bra strap showing since I wasn't wearing
one. The dress wouldn't have been classified as a sexy dress, really
something out of the play 'Oklahoma!', but it was something totally
different for me and made me feel good. I also had new patent leather
pumps with a medium high heel rather than the flat heel shoes I normally
wore. The other change that I'm sure caught the old librarian's eye was
the red lipstick I was wearing.
I put my things away and went out into the open area to look for Jimmy.
I was dissappointed when I didn't see him. I saw a large stack of books
to be returned but decided to wait in case Jimmy did show up and went to
other chores. A while later I was working on my computer and noticed a
new person showing up in IM. "JBEHS101 is now online" it announced. I
looked around and saw Jimmy hold up in a reading cubicle. Hmmm, I
thought to myself, I'm going to have to move him out of there to run my
experiment.
I walked over to Jimmy and said "Hi Jimmy. Did you have a good
weekend?" Jimmy jumped when I first spoke and then jumped again when he
looked up a saw my dress and makeup. "Oh god." I heard him whimper. "Uh,
um, uh, Hi."
"Gosh Jimmy is that all you have to say to me? Don't you like my new
dress?" With that I twirled around to model all views to him. I turned
fast enough so the skirt raised a bit. "Oh god." I heard again. "Uh, um,
uh, yes, uh yes, your dress is really pretty."
"Jimmy, would you please help organize the books that need to be put
away? There are an awful lot of them and you would be a big help if you
would."
"Uh, um, gosh. Oh geez. Uh Miss Williams are you sure you want me to
help you?" Jimmy asked very meekly.
"Of course I do Jimmy, why wouldn't I?"
"Oh god, you know. Geez, after, um, after what I uh what I did last
week?"
"What did you do last week that would make me not want you to help me
Jimmy?" I asked trying to get him to open up.
"Oh man, you know. You know. Geez, when I, you know, I looked up your
skirt!" I could see Jimmy wanted to die and escape. Now I was glad
that he was sort of trapped in the cubicle (I had his escape path cut
off).
"Oh that. I'm not mad at you for that. It's only natural for you to
look. I can't fault you for something that's natural can I?"
"GOSH! You're really not mad at me? Even though I saw, oh man, why
can't I keep my mouth shut?" Jimmy said hitting himself in the head.
"Jimmy, relax. What did you see that would make me mad? My legs? My
panties?" Jimmy was sweating now!
"Oh GOD."
"It's ok Jimmy. If you saw anything it was because I accidently showed
you. You didn't sneak and spy on me did you? You were just innocently
looking at me and I'm the one that showed you my legs and underwear so
it's my fault if it was a problem. Do you understand?"
"Geez, yes, if you explain it that way yes, I guess I do. I really
didn't try to sneak or spy on you. Honest!" Jimmy was starting to look
relieved.
"I know you didn't Jimmy. That's why I'm not mad at you. I know you're
a good person, not a sneaky person and I know I can trust you. So if you
see me it's only because I show you not because you're sneaky. I can
trust you can't I Jimmy?"
"Oh yes Miss Williams! I would never do anything to hurt you! You've
been so nice to me."
"That's good Jimmy. I like how honest you are with me. Did you like
what you saw last week?"
"What?! You mean when I saw your um your legs and um, oh god, your
panties?" Jimmy was panicky again.
"Yes Jimmy. Since I surprised you by accidently showing you my underwear
I hope I didn't gross you out or anything."
"Oh God! Oh no! I really liked what I saw!" Jimmy said enthusiastically
and then groaned and hit himself in the head and said "Why can't I keep
my mouth shut? Why do I always say what I'm thinking? Man oh man!"
"Jimmy, Jimmy, it's ok. Relax." as I rubbed his back. "I just wanted to
make sure that you were ok with what you saw. I'm ok with it, I just
didn't want to upset you. Are you ok?"
"Gee, yes, I can't believe how understanding you are."
"Come on Jimmy, let's put those books away."
We went over to the stack of books and Jimmy started scanning the stack.
He started rearranging the books and had the first stack formed. I
picked up the first stack while he started the next stack. I turned
around and 'accidently' dropped my stack. I was about to kneel down to
pick up the books when Jimmy said "I'll get those." and he kneeled down
in front of me to pick up the books. As he was gathering the books I
leaned way over to reach a book I had purposefully held under my foot.
With me bent over like that the front of my blouse openned up (I had
loosened some of the elastic last night after I experimented with this
position in the mirror). Jimmy was about to say something when he
looked up and had a wonderful view of my breasts hanging down within my
sagging dress top. "Oh God!" I looked at Jimmy who's eyes were frozen
on my breasts. Then I bent my head and pretended to realize what was
happening and as I straightened up I said "Whoops. Sorry, I keep doing
this to you Jimmy. Do you forgive me?"
"F F Forgive you?! God yes! You are beautiful!" and then Jimmy
realized what he had said and was about to hit himself again but I
caught his hand and held it softly.
"Jimmy, will you stop hitting yourself. You are making me feel bad. You
made me feel really really good when you said you thought I was
beautiful. Please don't ruin it by being embarrassed."
"Gosh, I'm so confused."
"Jimmy, did you really mean it when you said you thought I was
beautiful?"
"Oh yes, Miss Williams. I've never seen anything like that."
"Ok, don't move." and I slowly bent forward again. I was feeling giddy
knowing that I was showing my naked breasts to Jimmy.
"Oh Geez. God you're beautiful! What are you doing Miss Williams? Are
you doing this on purpose?"
I looked Jimmy in the eyes and said "Jimmy, you make me feel good when
you enjoy looking at me and think I'm beautiful. What do you think?"
"I am confused but I do know you're beautiful. I also know that this
time is no accident. If you really feel good when I look at you then I
guess I can understand that too. So even though I'm confused about how
this could happen to me I guess I can understand it. I am having
trouble breathing but I don't want you to move." he said with full
honesty as he looked with growing appreciation of the view.
I finally had to straighten up and said "Thank you Jimmy. You made me
feel wonderful. I hope that you also feel good about this."
"Oh yes, Miss Williams. I can't believe how lucky I am but yes what you
did was wonderful."
"Ok, let's finish these books." I said thinking I want to go on to the
next phase as soon as I can before I get too wet!
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