For Reading Out Loud

The girl behind the counter swallowed hard and asked, "The second book?"She struggled to maintain eye contact as she waited for me to confirm my request.I paused for a moment. It wasn't as if I had asked for a Salinger, Blume or LaVey."Yes, it's called 'Yendi'," I said repeating myself. "It's the second book of Steven Brust's 'Jhereg' series.""I'm sure we have 'Jhereg' on the shelf," she said nervously as she turned to her computer. "We have several good copies of 'Yendi', but they are in our used book warehouse," she noted. "I can get them here for you in the morning."The book was light reading fantasy fiction. Her nervousness was odd."Sadly, tomorrow will be too late," I said, giving her a self-mocking smile."This is my kind of luck," I told her. "I stumble across a decent used book store and I still can't replace that book. I have a full schedule taking me back toward Chicago, so I won't be able to come back to get it."She seemed to pale and flush at the same time."Are you staying close by?" she asked in a hushed tone. "If you really need the book, I could deliver it.""It's probably worth the effort of ordering online, but it's hardly worth the bother for you to deliver a two dollar used book."She briefly bit her lips to hide a smile. "It will be closer to three dollars," she laughed. "The warehouse isn't that far away. It wouldn't be a bother at all. You wouldn't have to give me the money unless I show up with the book."It occurred to me that she must have been trying to get a raise. She had a hopeful gleam in her eyes as if she saw a chance to show her boss how much she was willing to do."It's up to you," I relented.I gave her my cell number and hotel room number on a scrap of paper. I also bought a couple of other books, just so I wasn't leaving empty handed.===The bookstore didn't close until eight o'clock. I could see it across the parking lot from my hotel room. Although I kept myself busy working beylikdüzü escort on my computer, I noted that they were busy right up to closing time. A half hour later, their lights went dim, and a group of employees left. Twenty minutes after that, there was a knock at my hotel room door.She was holding up the book when I opened the door. It was cute how she bit her lips to keep her smile from beaming."Your boss should give you a raise," I teased. "Let me get you some money.""You should invite me in," she teased back."Make yourself at home," I laughed. "There's cola and water in the mini-fridge."She smiled at my offer, but she didn't look away from me. Her eyes were unnervingly focused on me as I produced three dollars. She smiled as she produced a receipt and twelve cents in change. I smiled and accepted them with the book.If I were an unscrupulous old man, I might have been filled with wicked thoughts. There I was, alone with a pretty young woman who was half my age, in a hotel room. There are dozens of naughty suggestions that I could have made to see what luck was to be had.I am an unscrupulous old man, but I am also a gentleman. I waited for her to say good-bye and leave."How long has it been since you read that book?" she asked conversationally."It's been a while," I answered. I wondered why she asked. "I guess it's been fifteen years since I read it.""I'm a voracious reader," she admitted with that odd gleam in her eye. "A friend recommended Brust as a good fantasy read a couple of years ago. It took me two months to read all of his books. I remember the beginning of 'Yendi' as being odd. Want to know why?""I remember it being a bit dry at the start, especially compared to his later works," I said. "Once it gets going, it has all of the twists and surprises that you would expect, especially the unexpected ones."I smiled at my weak pun, but waited for her to answer bahcesehir escort bayan her own question."Throughout the series, the main character shares a lot of his feeling, especially about hatred, distain, and the pleasure of food." She paused for a short moment. "Right from the start, in this book, the main character shared that he is horny, and it comes up over and over in the plot."My eyes opened wide at her words, and she nearly laughed at me. I am an unscrupulous old man. A thousand naughty thoughts flashed through my mind, and she saw every single one of them reflected in my eyes. Her shoulders dropped and her chest lifted as she leaned toward me."Do you want to know what makes me horny?" she asked in a husky voice."I'm afraid to say yes, but you should tell me anyways," I answered back. I'm sure she heard the restrained lust in my voice."I get really turned on by meeting someone who loves books as much as I do. Will you keep behaving nicely if I ask you to do something for me?"I had to swallow and start over twice before I could answer. "I'm going to say yes, but you have to promise I won't wish I hadn't.""Neither of us will have regrets if you do as I ask," she said. There was definitely a tremble in her voice. She took a slow deep breath that swelled her breasts magnificently. The breath may have calmed her, but it had the opposite effect on me."Normally, when I feel this way, I can wait until I get home," she said. "I've been thinking about it since you left the shop, and I'll never make it home now." She paused as her tongue slowly snuck out to wet her lips. "I could give the elevator security camera quite a show, or..." The gleam in her eyes intensified. ?If you do as I say, I could let you watch instead."I didn't trust my voice at all. I nodded, and her lips pressed into a tight smirk of triumph."Close the curtains, and then sit on the end of the bed," escort bayan beylikdüzü she ordered. "Take the book with you."She didn't move as I complied."Read to me," she commanded.It took a couple of tries again for me to find my voice. As I started to read, she started to sway and dance to an unheard tune. She did a spin, and her skirt twirled over onto the chair by the desk. She gave me a smile as she took in the way my eyes were devouring her cute panties, but then she stopped dancing and her eyes reminded me to keep reading. She smiled at the crack in my voice, but she started swaying again. I think I made it through another couple of paragraphs as she danced away her blouse and then her shoes."Keep reading," she reminded me as she brushed past me to sit at the head of the bed."Keep reading," she said yet again, "but I want you to see how wet my panties already are."She smiled as my voice faltered. Her fingers brushed up and down the soaked panel of her panties. Her legs trembled as she teased her lips through the fabric. She covered herself with her hand and let her eyes direct my attention back to the book.I started speaking, but I could tell she wasn't really listening. I was making up words so I could track her fingers as they teased up and down. She glanced at me and I pretended to glance down at the book as I pretended to read. Both of us had our eyes focused between her legs as she pulled the panel aside.Her lower lips were already parted, and her fingers easily pressed inside. Her eyes rolled closed as she teased herself to a quick and intense orgasm. I couldn't take my eyes from watching her. I made sure it sounded like I was reading again before it ended.She gave me a lazy smile as her eyes slowly opened. Her eyes seemed to linger on my mouth as I read, and then they drifted down to the book. They drifted lower still, and she took a deep shuddering breath."That's not covered by the rules," she said under her breath as she let it out.I stopped reading for a moment, and then asked, "What rules?"I jumped nearly as much as she did when she reacted to my question as if I had slapped her. Her legs slammed shut, trapping one hand there. The other hand jumped to her throat."Rules?" she gasped.