The Shy Librarian

Chapter 3

Buffy was already sitting on the steps to her house when Xander pulled up in his car. He was a little surprised to see her there. Usually of late, he’d had to go into the house and sweet-talk her out of her room.

He switched off the engine and got out of the car.

“Hi Buff, glad to see you’re all ready for another day of fine educational fun at Sunnyhell high,” he grinned.

“You got that right, about the hell part anyway,” she shrugged.

Buffy picked up her book bag and followed him down the path.

“So what’s with the eagerness to get there? Up for a new round of Harmony and Cordy’s smart remarks already?”

“No, I need to go to the library. I have to get some books for a class assignment that’s all,” she replied innocently.

“Very funny, now what’s the real reason?”

Buffy frowned. She was starting to get just a little annoyed. Xander knew that look on her face and decided to change the subject.

“Save me from hormonal girls,” he muttered under his breath.

“Where’s Will?” asked Buffy as she got in the car.

“She said she’d meet you at class. It was too early for her,” yawned Xander

“Looks like it’s too early for you too,” said Buffy wryly.

“I’m a teenager Buffy, anything before noon is too early for me,”

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William had gotten dressed in record time that morning. He hadn’t wanted his uncle asking questions about why he had borrowed one of his suits. He eyed himself in his bedroom mirror. The dreary colour of the tweed really did nothing for his frame. Giles was slightly larger than William and the suit hung off him like a shapeless sack.

“Teach you to toss off over a girl,” he told himself wryly, making a mental note to get his own suit cleaned as soon as possible.

There had been another reason for his promptness in getting to high school. There was a lot less chance that he would “bump” into Buffy again. He could be safely inside the walls of the library, out of harm and temptation’s way for the rest of the day.

As he entered the school, it was almost deserted except for a few teachers milling around the halls complaining about the youth of today. Mostly they ignored him, but he was used to being invisible.

One teacher had even called out his uncle’s name as he had passed them. “This damn outfit” he thought in resignation. Just whom was he trying to impress here? Buffy’s face came into his mind as he entered the library.

William switched on the lights. Feeling satisfied with himself that he had managed to make it into the library, incident free maybe boded well for the rest of the school day. He went into his office and sat down in the chair, this job was so boring.

At least the university library back in England had had a steady stream of visitors. The only person to show up at the school library yesterday was principle Flootie. A rather large and bumbling, but friendly man who had almost bored the pants off him as he had gone into the finer points of the do’s and don’ts at Sunnydale high.

With nothing else to occupy him for now, William looked around for the makings of a cup of tea. He opened several of the desk drawers, raising an eyebrow in surprise as he found an adult magazine in the bottom of his uncle’s draw.

“Hidden depths there Rupert?” asked William aloud. He couldn’t imagine his uncle looking at such a publication and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to.

He looked further into the drawer and located the teabags at the back. Closing it, he left the magazine on the desk and went over to the sink to fill the kettle.

A knock on the outer door of his office almost made him drop the kettle into the sink.

“Hello?” said a familiar voice.

With shaky hands, William placed the kettle on the counter, almost afraid to turn around. It seemed like his run of good luck was fast running out…

“Buffy,”

He slowly turned to face her. Could she look any more beautiful? He asked himself as she stood there in a short black skirt and a fitted white blouse. Buffy wore her hair in braids, which only served to add to the youthfulness of her appearance.

“H-how can I do you…I mean what can I do for you,” he stammered.

“You want to do me William? That’s rather forward of you,” she teased.

Buffy felt more than a little evil for teasing him so, but he blushed so sweetly.

“I meant how could I help you.”

Buffy walked over to where he was standing, she placed her book bag on his desk. William groaned as he saw the magazine he had left out and he could see that she has seen it too.

“What’s this? A little light reading?” she asked flicking through the pages.

“It’s not mine,” said William defensively.

“Isn’t that what they all say?” she grinned.

“It really…”

“Oh here’s an interesting article…How to make your lover scream ten times a night,”

“Yes well, I wouldn’t know anything much about that…I mean I haven’t read it,” said William

“You ought to. You never know when it might come in useful. Anyway I need your help on a special project that only you can help me with,”

William’s mouth dried up at her words.

“What kind of project?” he asked.

“It’s for health class,” she purred moving a little closer to him.

“Health class, isn’t that like sex education?” he asked nervously.

“Among other things. See I was right; you are a smart boy William. Love the suit by the way. You look very scholarly in it. Every inch a teacher…every inch of you,”

At that moment in time, William was growing in inches. Just not anywhere that he wanted her to see. He buttoned up his jacket and placed his hands in front of his crotch. Buffy was so close to him that he could smell her perfume…something floral, mixed in with another unidentifiable musky scent. He didn’t know what it was, but it was getting him as hard as hell.

She looked up at him, her eyes a picture of innocence as they looked into his.

“Have you been thinking about me William? I have been thinking about you, nothing, but you since yesterday. What is this hold you have over me?”

“I…er…yes,” If she was just playing with him… then God help him he was going to go insane.

“Yes what?” she asked as she rested a hand on his chest.

William stared at the hand she had placed there.

“I have thought about you too Buffy, but it’s wrong. I have a position here as a teacher,”

Buffy let her hand slide lower as she unbuttoned his jacket. He sucked in a breath as her hand rested on the waistband of his pants.

“What are you doing?” he asked as her hand made quick work of the zipper.

The harsh metallic sound was deafening in the quiet of his office. He noted the flush to Buffy’s cheeks as well as the excited gleam to her eyes. Her gaze never leaving him as her hand slipped inside.

“Does this feel wrong?” she asked, gasping in surprise as she made contact with the nakedness of his stiff member.

William leaned back against the counter grasping its edges for support. It felt like heaven…he closed his eyes as her hand encircled his cock, freeing it from his pants.

“It feels…Oh Buffy,” he groaned.

Buffy looked down at his erection. It felt hot and heavy in her hands. She hadn’t imagined his size after all, she thought as she recalled him being pressed up against her most intimate parts yesterday.

“Do you like my hands on you William?” she purred as she pulled back on his foreskin.

A sheen of sweat broke out on his brow. Buffy used the finger of her other hand to trace along the slit. A drop of pre cum had already formed on its tip. Buffy looked at the milky white fluid as it glistened on her finger. She put the finger up to her mouth and licked along her finger until all trace of it was gone.

“You taste good…I wonder if all of you tastes that good. Shall we find out?”

William was helpless as she begun to lower her head…


“Mr Giles?” a voice called out.

“Fuck…it’s the principle!” said Buffy in panic. All traces of the sultry seductress had vanished in an instant.

William just stood there. His mouth hanging open.

“Dammit William, put yourself away. If Flootie catches you with your dick out, we are both out of here,” said Buffy anxiously.

William fumbled with the zipper. He was all fingers and thumbs, so Buffy gently slapped his hands away and quickly zipped up his pants.

“I’d recommend you doing up your jacket again. That has to be the biggest hard on I have ever had the pleasure of seeing,” she grinned.

William hurriedly sat down behind his desk. Spying the magazine still on its surface he quickly managed to hide it under some papers.

Flootie entered the office and frowned at Buffy. “Shouldn’t you have been in class five minutes ago Miss Summers? The bell has rung,”

Buffy grabbed her book bag from the desk and looked at William. “So is it alright if I pop by after school so you can assist me with my class project?” she smiled sweetly at him.

William’s heart did a flip flop in his chest as he looked at her. Luckily, for the both of them, Principal Flootie was too busy droning on to notice anything. She gave him one last look as she left the office and William turned his attention back to the principle.

“Oh are you making tea?” asked Flootie hopefully as he noted the teabags on the counter.

“Would you like some? Asked William

He got up from the desk, confident that all traces of his erection had been eradicated by the principal’s appearance in his office. Flootie worked better than a cold shower for dampening his libido.

As he switched on the kettle, William thought back to Buffy’s previous words…she had told him that his was the biggest erection that she had ever had the pleasure of seeing. Did it mean that she had seen a lot? That he was just the first in a long line of many? William felt something building inside of him, something that he didn’t like the feeling of and had a hard time putting a label to it…jealousy?

He was angry with himself for feeling that way. They had made no promises to each other. She wasn’t his to get jealous about, but he wanted her to be…


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Buffy slid into her seat, mouthing an apology to her teacher Miss Calendar at the same time.

“Wondered where you had gone. Thought about sending out a search party,” said Willow as she leaned over to talk to her friend.

“Sorry was at the library,” Buffy apologised.

“So I heard,”

“Who told you?” asked Buffy, instantly terrified that she had been spied upon. All she needed right now was more scandal added to her name.

“Xander told me. Found him drowning his sorrows in twinkie heaven over by the vending machines,” Grinned Willow.

Buffy breathed a big sigh of relief.

“Right that’s the Xander we know… when in doubt comfort eat,” giggled Buffy.

“So did you find what you were looking for in the library?” asked Willow.

“Sort of, I am going to have to go back there after school. William…er…Mr Giles has offered to help me with some extra tuition,”

“What about our girls night? You know…where we watch sappy movies together and eat too much chocolate,” asked Willow.

“Oh Willow I’m sorry. Maybe another night?” offered Buffy.

“Never mind I can always ask Xander,” said Willow dejectedly.

“I can cancel if you like?”

“Don’t worry about it Buff, we can catch up tomorrow,” smiled her friend.

“Do either Miss Rosenberg or Miss Summers have anything they would like to share with the class?” asked Miss Calendar.

Both of the girls turned to look at their teacher and flushed guiltily before returning their attention to their computer screens.

TBC