I've always loved the campus library, but perhaps for not the reason you might think. When someone talks about a nice library, one might envision someplace with nice carpets and comfy chairs, the kind of place that just begs to be explored until you find that perfect book. A place where you gladly lose track of time as you pour over the pages, where the rich smell of mahogany and leather mix with ink and paper. Or maybe you picture something more modern and proper, bright and clean with pristine towers of books and bespectacled assistants waiting to help you find the perfect read.

But this library isn't really like that at all. In fact it's got a bit of a split personality, which to me is part of its charm. The bottom floors are brand spanking new, full of computers and technology galore. Everything the modern student needs to do their work, from top of the line computers to special study areas where groups of nearly any size that tackle the most complicated of problems. They even provide the most important resource of all to a college student, caffeine, with an in house coffee shop that is open 24 hours a day, to ensure that you always have the fuel to pull another all nighter.

In contrast to those first few floors of modern technology, the top floors almost seem like they've been lifted straight out of another time entirely. A time before computers, where all of the world's knowledge was only accessible through books. Stacks and stacks of books abound, pilled high on shelves taller than your head. The whole place is lit with florescent lights that lend it an unnatural glow, and an almost unnatural quietness lingers here. The chairs and tables feel like they were plucked right of the pages of a 70's office supply catalog, and up here there are none of those helpful assistants to be seen. It is a place to be alone with one's thoughts, to get some serious work done while not being disturbed by another living soul.

And so that's where I find myself now, not in the lower floors with all the college students sipping their coffee drinks and typing frantically on their computers. Totally alone with my thoughts, or at least I was until you walked in. In a second my silence and privacy is shattered, although I'm not upset. If anything I'm surprised that someone else had the same idea as me. Our eyes meet for just a moment when you walk by, and from that look on your face it seems you're just as surprised as I am. For a moment I wonder if you'll find another place to study, maybe on another floor or even on the other side of this one, where we will be separated by stacks and stacks of books. But you decide that the best place is just the table right beside mine, and even though you're a distraction, I can't say I mind having something else to look at besides these books.

I attempt to get back to my work, as simply having someone near me shouldn't be too much of a distraction, right? But it seems that just having you here is enough to mess up my concentration, and I find myself glancing over at you more often then I look at my books. All the brain power that I was using to absorb facts and solve problems gets transferred into a new task, fantasizing about my sexy new neighbor here at the library. Every surface suddenly becomes a place for naughty things to happen, my mind exploding with a thousand possibilities for how we could cause trouble. That table over there is just the perfect height to lay you down on your back and fuck you hard. The stacks are perfect for pressing you up against. That little window nook would be just the spot to bend you over and fuck with our pants down around our knees. I dream of our moans and screams shattering the quiet of this place for just a second, and how we would struggle so to keep ourselves from being caught.

And the craziest thing is, I haven't even said hi yet. Just a few exchanged glances and a smile, but that is all it takes. My brain goes into overdrive, and I know that somehow tonight I will get to defile every inch of this place of learning with you.

So yeah, back in college I may have spent a lot of time in the library. And even now the idea of having sneaky sex in the library is still with me. If this idea sounds like fun to you, then shoot me a message! Talk a bit about your view of libraries perhaps, and how you picture our night of not studying going. Since today is vanilla sunday I'm not thinking of making this too kinky, but I am open to whatever kinks you think work well, especially partially clothed sex and of course exhibition and public sex. We can discuss other kinks and just our general likes and dislikes as we go along, so I look forward to chatting it up with you. Feel free to look around my post history for the other things I've written and don't be shy if you have questions. I can't wait to write with you and make some librarians angry! :)