Skye in the Stacks

Skye Montgomery

Skye Montgomery was a local librarian at the Francis Peabody Library. Skye was around 5 foot three with curly dark brown hair. She made sure to wear comfortable shoes when working because she often found herself on her tiptoes to reach the higher shelves. She was pale in skin tone and her skin was sensitive to fragrances. Her style wasn't the best, she had an alternative fashion sense yet it was distinguished. She enjoyed thrifting a lot which is where she found her yellow sundress that she had on today. It had frills on the wrists, a white collar, and a skirt that stopped just above her blushed knees. She had a quirk for books and found herself immersed in every story she read. Skye had always dreamt she was a part of the stories whether it be living her life on the edge while on a high speed chase or as the princess who gets swept off her feet by the noble knight. She had always lived your typical life but she looked forward to her daily escape into her books. She would read anything and find a way to make it her own. Her mind would often wander from the main story line and she would place herself anywhere she could to have her legs wrapped around the characters she fancied. Bree often found herself feeling guilty at times but reading a couple short stories was harmless right? She felt more guilty with what she did as she got sucked further into her imagination.....

Skye would often touch herself when reading stories, she could not help it. She would pick a new book every day and tuck away to a corner in the back of the library. It was a surprise that she hadn't been caught yet and it only invigorated her more. She wanted every one of her imaginary lives to feel romantic and realistic, it made adrenaline run through her veins and straight to her panties. She wanted so bad to be touched in the same way that she had imagined so many times but this was all she had for now. She spent all of her free time at the library so any acquaintances she had were all college students or from the older generation with nothing better to do then read the newspaper. She had yet to meet a man who wanted to call Skye his own but she did not mind. She had an assortment of toys that she was positive could do a better job than any man. 

Now of course there were actually plenty people who wanted Skye. But she had no interest in a boring relationship where everything is the same and all of her time would be wasted on repetition. She yearned for a thrill, she wanted to feel excitement at the mention of her partner's name. However there was one small issue with that... Skye never left her own bubble long enough to get that thrill with another actual person. She has been asked on dates and she always found some excuse to miss out. She wasn't quite ready for the invigoration of a new relationship but she doesn't quite view it that way. She sees it as saving herself for the right person and she was positive that she would know when they entered her life and that has yet to happen. She hasn't experienced the same sparks with an actual beating heart and body as she had between the pages in the stacks with her fictional characters so many times already.  

Yeah sure most of the characters she found herself fixating over weren't real but that makes no difference when she has a dildo and her imagination. The fun part was trying to stay quiet enough so that the rest of the library wouldn't hear her, hell, sometimes she wanted the exact opposite.