1 comments/ 4406 views/ 0 favorites Susan Breaks Free By: Stormysailor Andy was an avid reader and he stopped at his local library most nights on the way home from work. He didn't really need to because he did almost all of his reading on his kindle but he was interested in one of the librarians. Susan was not at all attractive, she was as thin as a rake and her figure could be likened to two peas on an ironing board. She did in fact fit the bill of a stereotypical librarian from a casting agency. Her hair was tied up in a severe bun and her clothes would have suited someone with half a century over her thirty five years. Andy enjoyed their animated literary conversations and Susan's vast knowledge of the library system. However, their conversations never got past books and authors; Susan wouldn't open up on personal matters and turned down several offers over the years they had known each for rides home or coffee. They often talked until past the library's closing time, locking the door as the last patrons left. One night Andy sensed that something was bothering Susan and he made a further attempt at social contact. "Let's go for coffee over the road, I can tell you want to unload something." "I must catch the next bus or my mother will have a fit, she hates me being late for a meal." "We can spend 20 minutes over a coffee and if I give you a ride we will make up the time." He took her arm and guided her towards the door, surprised that she didn't resist. Andy ordered two coffees and did a reasonable imitation of Kelsey Grammer, "I'm Doctor Frasier Crane, how can I help you?" Susan got the joke and was highly amused. "I live with my mother who is a domineering tyrant. If I don't toe the line she gets ill and blames me. This has been going on for years, I'm sure she's quite healthy but the last time I mentioned having a weekend away she needed serious medication to get her out of a bout of hysteria." Andy gathered his thoughts for a moment or two, "Your life is yours to live as you see fit. I presume that you are not a psychiatrist or general medical practitioner so even if she does get sick while you are away she doesn't need you." "That's a good point; I will add it to my ammunition. I have another one up my sleeve. I have been hinting that I might put her in a home if she doesn't let go. She's old enough now. I probably have enough material to get her committed if she doesn't want to go peacefully. It's very hard to deal with..." Susan sobbed. "Time to stand up for yourself regardless of the consequences. Have you ever had any sort of freedom?" "I had one boyfriend. Within six months of getting together it became a sexual relationship but then he turned religious and adopted born-again virginity. The last I heard he was bible thumping in Africa. I think he was as crazy as mother, she quite liked him and it's very unusual for her to like anyone. Do you think I'm bonkers too?" "Would I visit you so often and spend time with you if I thought you were a bit off balance?" For a few weeks Andy's library routine remained the same and they had several coffees together. Susan was getting more confident and more inclined to talk about personal issues as time went on but the mother issued was not settled. One night, Andy asked for a particular book as the last patrons were leaving. Susan moved a ladder in position to reach a top shelf while Andy held the ladder steady. When Susan pulled at the book it proved a little heavy and she wobbled a bit. Andy held her bare legs at mid calf to steady her. "Thank you, it could have been a nasty fall," said Susan. "My pleasure," replied Andy, retaining his grip and moving his hands to just above the knees. "That's quite naughty, I'll give you just one hour to take your hands off me and then I will get quite cross," She laughed. They were both exhilarated by the physical contact. Andy moved his hands almost to her panty line and buried his face in her clothing between her upper thighs. He detected a certain musty odour from her nether regions which excited him further. "I think I'll come down from the ladder for safety reasons but only if you promise not to let go of me." "I'm never going to let go of you, Susan," he responded. They moved to a library couch, and kissed passionately. Andy felt her small but firm breasts through her clothing and got a couple of fingers inside her panties. Susan unbuttoned his shirt and massaged his chest. "What's the next step from here?" asked Susan, "How do we advance from groping on library sofas." "My place for the weekend or would you prefer a hotel?" "And my mother?" "Print out a bunch of retirement home web pages and leave them on the table, guaranteed to keep her off balance for a weekend." "A hotel some way away would be nice so there's no temptation for me to come back to stir her porridge or straighten up her newspaper." Susan beamed as they entered the hotel, by her standards a weekend away was the equivalent of a round the world cruise for a seasoned traveller. "Sex before or after dinner?" asked Andy as soon as they got to their room. "Both of course," Susan replied. They undressed quickly, showered together and rushed to the bed. Andy gazed at Susan's naked body, "With your hair down you are very pretty. I once thought you were flat chested but your assets were hidden under your clothes". He took one breast in his mouth, "Perfect fit I can take the whole thing, more would be a waste." For Andy's next move he kissed Susan from head to toe scarcely missing a square inch, except for her hairy pubic region which he caught on the way back up. "Saving the best for last," he explained as he hungrily lapped at her clitoris and inner labia. Susan responded by licking and sucking on his nipples before moving down to his cock. Not being too familiar with male anatomy, she asked Andy for help in identifying the sensitivity of various areas and learning which techniques gave him the most pleasure. They were just about to move to the main course when there was a gentle tap on the bedroom door and a note was pushed under. Susan got off the bed and bent over to pick up the note. She read it while it was on the floor giving Andy a splendid view of her rear. She sensed that he was watching and widened her stance. Andy moved closer and grasped his cock as he admired the scene. He popped a finger in her and gave her a few strokes. Susan read the note, "Mother has traced us and issued a medical bulletin. Her blood pressure is approaching a world record of two hundred over one eighty and her heart and brain are going to burst if I do not personally make her bedtime beverage." She couldn't see a downside for her if her mother's brain exploded so she crumpled the note and threw it in the garbage can. "We will get a lot more of those, as you suggested the first time we went to the coffee shop, if she needs medical assistance she can find qualified people. Moving on to important matters, what position would you prefer me to be in?" "For our first time perhaps we should stick to the conventional and go for missionary, after dinner we could go for something a little adventurous, I wonder if there's a chandelier in the building we could swing from?" Susan opened her legs and Andy climbed on and entered her. After several minutes he grasped an ass cheek with each hand and declared that position number two was coming up, rolling her over on top of him without losing penetration. He kept his hands on her buttocks and used a finger or two to stroke her butt crack and gently and tentatively probe her anus. Judging from Susan's reactions this was a new and exciting experience for her. They made a move for dinner only so that they could soon resume their mattress thrashing, fondling, kissing, fucking and groping in ample time for a good night's sleep. They didn't get out of their room without finding another note. Susan only read it in case it was something important from the hotel, a noise complaint, perhaps? No surprises, it was from her mother who now had a migraine, possible blood poisoning and general malaise. The note was sent to join the earlier one. The roast beef dinner followed by sticky date pudding was absolute perfection. Almost worth taking a break from sex. Back in the room Andy told Susan it was her turn to choose a position, or whatever she wanted. "Your wish is my command," he exclaimed." "There isn't a single chandelier in the building, so that's out. I suggest that we get horizontal, face to face, after much kissing and touching you will enter me and we will drift off to sleep hanging on to each other with your cock still in me." "I don't think it's possible to stay that way all night, we will inevitably move in our sleep, but it's worth a try and we can have another session before breakfast." The weekend was magical, fantastic sex, great food; they even managed a walk or two, a bit of window shopping and some serious naps. They talked about outdoor sex but couldn't find a secluded spot and it was not quite warm enough. It was something to talk about until the warmer months. Mother's health updates continued but it was the final one that put the icing on the cake of their weekend. Susan's mother wrote, "You will regret treating me the way you have but I am moving out to a retirement village where I expect to be treated with respect. I will see my lawyer on Monday and sign the house over to you; I hope you enjoy paying all the bills for running the place." "She wants to think she's punishing me before I get a chance to send her away. I've been paying all the bills for years so that's not a hardship. I will sell the house in case she changes her mind and wants to move back. God help the other residents of the retirement home." When they got back to their own area Susan moved in with Andy while her mother prepared for her move. Susan's absence strengthened her mother's resolve and there was no going back. Susan and Andy lived happily ever after and so did the old lady who now had an army of residents and staff to terrorize and bombard with medical updates.