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ruthie's Story
By LineMstr

Chapter 4

As we made our way along 54th street back toward Sixth Avenue, I asked, "How
about a ride in the park? I've never been on one of those horse-drawn carriages
in Central Park. I wonder how they compare with the ones in New Orleans?"

She looked a bit nervous, and I simply turned up Sixth Avenue towards Central
Park South. We strolled along, with her holding her coat closed with her
hands... but still unbuttoned. Occasionally the cool wind would blow it up
around her thighs, but she made no attempt to lower it after the first time,
and the disapproving look I gave her. I picked out a carriage, made the deal
with the driver to go far into the park… and we were off.

The driver was busily pointing out the sights... the park was fairly dark, and
I slid my hand into her coat and began toying with her pussy again.

"He might see us!!" she said softly in my ear... noticeably breathing harder
now.

"So what... don't think for one minute that this isn't fairly commonplace to
him."

I leaned down and opened the coat to expose one breast and lowered my mouth to
tease the nipple... suck it, flick it with my tongue, run my tongue around the
areola. The driver looked around as he was talking and turned quickly back to
the front, never breaking stride in his conversation, and making no notice of
what he obviously saw. I don't think ruthie noticed him at all. By now her head
was back against the seat, and her eyes were closed. She was moaning softly in
my ear, and making other unintelligible sounds. The driver droned on.

We made it past The Tavern on the Green on the west side, continued up north a
bit, and then swung slowly back toward the east side of the park, over toward
the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and back down toward the zoo. The driver was
certainly giving me my money's worth. By the time we reached the zoo, ruthie's
coat was all the way open, and she was sitting totally naked across the back
seat, both breasts being feverishly attacked by my lips and tongue.

With my right hand, I held her wrists tightly behind her against the back of
the seat. Her legs were wide open, with her right leg across my lap, and my
right hand was working her slit, pussy, and clit with total abandon. She was
louder now, and the driver would look back a bit more often than before. ruthie
was in her own oblivion and couldn't have cared less... if she even noticed.

We passed a few other carriages and were obviously seen, but no one was rude
enough to make any note of us, although I did see several people turn around as
we passed and continue to stare in our direction, as if they couldn't believe
what they had just seen.

Just as she was about to cum, I stopped completely. This raised a whimper in
her, but I put my finger to my lips as a warning to hush, and she said nothing
else. We arrived shortly back at Central Park South, her coat again closed
around her, but not buttoned.

"Are you ready to go back to the hotel yet?" I asked her, toying a bit.

"Oh, yes. More than ready," she replied, head bowed, barely audible.

I took her hand and we proceeded down Sixth Avenue toward 54th street and the
Hilton. We entered the lobby and went back past the bar where we had just met,
and turned left to the elevators. ruthie was staring about a bit nervously, as
if everyone knew instinctively that she was totally naked under the coat, which
she continued to hold tightly around her with her one free hand. It would
occasionally open below her hand as she walked, but never so that her pussy was
exposed. She just couldn't tell for sure from her vantage point. She walked
VERY carefully.

Our elevator came and we proceeded up to the 15th floor. No one was in the
elevator and, surprisingly, the elevator did not stop before it reached our
floor. No one was waiting to get on as we exited the elevator. As we started
down the hallway to my room, I stopped just past the elevator.

"Now it's time to take off your coat and put these on," I said, sternly, as I
held out a pair of handcuffs.

ruthie looked around nervously. She had no idea how far down the hallway we had
to go to get to the room. Although there was no one around right then, she knew
full well that someone could get off the elevator and see her scurrying down
the hallway totally nude from behind, or someone could come out of a room
between there and my room at any time.

"Yes, sir," she replied, VERY nervously.

She opened her coat to reveal her large breasts and pussy framed by her
thigh-high hose. She turned around, facing the elevator to offer me her wrists,
which she held behind her. Now she was totally exposed from the front to anyone
who might get off the elevator before I could get the cuffs on.

I cuffed her wrists, put her coat on one arm, and told her to follow me about
ten paces behind to the room.

She was a beautiful sight!! Completely naked, hands cuffed behind her so she
could cover none of her charms... walking brazenly down a hotel hallway! As we
reached my room, and as the card key was going in the lock, we heard the "ding"
of the elevator and voices behind us.

The card key did not unlock the door on the first try.

[continued]


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