[supersmoothy]

Originally Posted by twowide

Town Library. I'm helping a young, blonde, well-stacked, Single-Mum to return a trolley full of "pre-sorted-books" back to their appropriate shelving. Apparently she's "got a New Paramour", so she's dressed ready to be picked-up in the car-park straight from work. We arrive at a set of racks and I start to unload the heavier tomes onto the higher ledges. "Come and stand in front of me." she begs. "Why?" I casually enquire. "There are some Right Perves in 'ere! They only come to glare at the likes o'me!" Black-Mini-Skirted, she squats onto her stilettoes, legs awry as she swivels with an arm full of books. I'm looking straight up between her widespread thighs. Black Nylons. Bare thigh. Red/Black Suspenders. Red/Black Thong. Big Bush. "I can see straight up your skirt! " I announce. "That's OK ! You are a decent, married Bloke. It's them others I don't like!". She grabs another tranch of volumes, her breasts rising, her nipples popping from her black, half-bra, clearly visible through her semi-fastened, white, nylon blouse as she clutches them tightly. "Now look!" I remonstrate. "Don't care ! You're a Good Bloke! Just stand there On Guard. Watch over me, please. It stops them other bastards gawping!"

LOL, that made me chuckle.
But who were the pervs she was referring to? Were they library patrons or other workers?