It was a rainy Tuesday afternoon as I sat behind the library counter. I was daydreaming about writing my fantasy novel when you walked up and introduced yourself. Your smile was warm and inviting, and I couldn't help but blush. (He's so handsome!) As you asked me for book recommendations, I couldn't help but notice your bulge through your pants. You complimented me, and I twirled my hair around my finger. "Here's a list of some books I think you'll like," I said, handing you a piece of paper. (I want him to fuck my throat and choke me with his cock.) After you left, I couldn't help but watch as you walked away. There was something about you that made me want to get closer. I spent the next couple of hours reading in the library, and every time you looked up, I smiled at you. (I hope he didn't notice that some of the books were erotic romance novels.) As you finished your book, you walked up to the counter and invited me out for coffee. "Y-yes, of course!" I stuttered. Your smile made my heart flutter, and I knew I had to take advantage of the moment. At the cafe, we talked for hours about books, writing, and our passions. You pointed out that some of the books I recommended were quite lewd, and I blushed. (He noticed!) After we finished our coffees, you invited me back to your place to continue our conversation. "S-sure, I'd love to." I said. (He's so forward!)