Salos at the Library

Salos was at the library, trying to do some research on midara. He flipped through book after book but was having the hardest time maintaining his focus and absorbing what he was reading.

“Damn it. You think there would be more on midara in a library like this? This is annoying.” he said, holding his head and he looks over another book in the growing pile that was on the table in front of him.

As he threw the book aside a woman entered the room. She was the spitting image of a sexy librarian. Wearing a low cut blouse with a small best over it, a short pencil skirt, and tight pantyhose. "Is something the matter?" She asked kindly.

“Sorry for the mess. I was trying to find some information about midara.” he said, calmly. He tried to hide his frustrations with midara and his own history with them.

The librarian leaned down and picked through the books. Her round ass sticking out as she looked around. "Well these are certainly the books for that kind of thing. Is something distracting you? I can help with that." She offered.

“Ummmm no.” he said, trying to hide that he was looking at her bottom.

"There's no need to deny it. I know someone having trouble studying when I see it. Let me help you and you'll be absorbing everything in no time." The librarian said, standing up again before sitting down across from Salos, crossing her pantyhose clad legs and leaning forward attentively.

“How so?” he said, blushing a little at the woman’s demeanor. He could help but look at her pantyhose covered legs with some small excitement.

"First you need to relax. Pick something to focus on and take some long, deep breaths." She said, her chest rising and falling in time with her breathing as she crossed and uncrossed her legs.

Salos couldn’t help but focus on her chest and legs as he took a deep breath.

"That's it. Just focus on me and let all the tension leave your body." She continued. Salons feeling more relaxed and fixated by the second as he watched her chest and legs alluring movements.

He continued to breath and watch her.

"Now once you feel relaxed, and open and honest. Think of something you like. Something you can reward yourself with once you're done studying. It can be something right in front of you." She said. Giving her chest a little shake while crossing and uncrossing her legs.

“I am thinking of something.” he said, not saying he was thinking of her breasts and pantyhose.

"What is it? You can be honest with me." She said sweetly, continuing to take slow, deep breaths, the rise and fall of her chest encouraging Salos to do the same. Her legs rubbing together distracting him from his initial hesitation.

“I was thinking about your chest and pantyhose.” he admits in spite of himself.

"That's a good start. Really focus on them. Think of all the reasons you want them. They'll be your reward for being a good student." She said, leaning forward to give him a better look at her cleavage.

He kept staring as she called him a good student. He focused on them a lot.

"Good boy. So attentive. Now I'm going to tutor you. And afterwards we'll have a quiz. For every question you get right you'll be rewarded, and for every question you get wrong... Well you'll see." She said, standing up and stretching (giving him a very good look at her legs in the process) before passing him one of the books he'd just thrown away.

He opened the book that she handed him and he started to read it. “Were you a teacher before?” he asked getting a vibe from her.

"I was. As a matter of fact." She said, sitting down besides Salos, leaning against him and resting her head on his shoulder so she could also read. Her breasts wrapping around his arm and her pantyhose rubbing against his leg.

He blushed as he continued to try to study the book.

Together they systematically went through the catalogs of midara. The librarian's soothing presence helping Salos absorb it all. Eventually they got to an entry that interested her. "The changeling seduces it's prey by taking the form of their ideal woman." She read from the book. "What would a changeling look like for you?" She asked curiously.

“A red or pink haired girl with milky tits or a large bottom.” he answers, not really thinking about it.

"Wearing pantyhose perhaps?" She teased, leaning against him a little more.