Georgina in the library - Sex Stories

Georgina in the library

... was that they were here on a routine patrol, not targeting two horny students loose in the library. Still, as they arrived on the floor below us, we were on a hair trigger ready to explode into a mad dash for the safety of the bookshelves behind us. Somehow, we held our nerves. I think if the guards had taken one more step up towards us, we would have sprang into action, but after a long pause in which it became apparent that their conversation was tending towards the following weekend’s football game, their patrol route veered off into the floor below us. We waited a little longer, counting time using the pounding beats of our nervous hearts. Then I looked at Georgina and she nodded. Silently, we pulled ourselves up and took to the steps, tip-toeing our way down to the floor below. Georgina peered around the edge of the doorway, and looked back to give me the signal to proceed. Then both of us scampered down the next flight of stairs, alert for the slightest hint that we had been discovered. Feeling a little safer, we headed back down to the second floor where we had left our stuff. “Do we risk it?” I whispered. “I’m not going outside like this.” I could accept that — she had to be cold enough already dressed in nothing but her leotard. She added: “You stay here and keep a look out. I’ll get your stuff too.” I nodded, and she scurried off towards our beanbags. If anything, I was feeling a little gloomy at the end of our library adventure, but if did something to thwart our ...

... chances of escape now, she might never forgive me. I had to go along with it. A little while later, I heard the voices of the security guards again. I was almost willing them to come downstairs, to head us off at the pass and seal off our route of escape so that I might be locked up once again with Georgina. They didn’t, however. They were heading up to the top floor, and momentarily, Georgina returned dressed in her jacket and sweatpants again, clutching our papers. “Can’t forget these,” she smiled. I returned her smile, “Absolutely.” Then she grabbed my hand again, and pulled me downstairs and out towards the main entrance. My last chance was that the security-conscious guards had re-locked the main doors behind them after they entered the building. We would then have to hide somewhere on the bottom floor and hope that they had already satisfied themselves that that floor was secure. My heart in my throat, I reached out to push the door. It opened. Silently, I groaned my disappointment. Was that it? Now that we were free to go wherever we wanted, would Georgina want to see me again? Outside, it was drizzling, only adding to my sudden misery. We continued to hold hands, but paced it away from the building and possible detection by campus security. Round the next corner, we stopped to catch our breaths. “Well I guess this is good-bye, then,” I said, more than a little gloomy. “Are you crazy?” she said in a somewhat sharp tone. “Well…” I wasn’t really sure what to say. “Did you ...