Autumn Rhythym

[ariosto]

Carolyn was a sophisticated savvy New Yorker, but even she could not find a shortcut through the lines that waited patiently for their ride to the top.
They chatted and held hands as the minutes ticked away and he found himself giving her the story of his life and getting very little in return.
He quieted suddenly.

"What's wrong Nicky?"
He hesitated...
"It's ummm...just that I hardly know who you are...I mean..."

The elevator doors opened just then and they were on the observation deck. She grabbed his hand and led him through the packed lobby with it's souvenir stand and snack bar, out into the fresh air.

Up here a thousand feet above the City it was cold.
They wrapped their arms around each other and walked to the edge.
As usual, pollution was hazing the streets below and throwing the distant structures out of focus but the view was breathtaking!

The Chrysler building thrust up like a silver phallus through the haze...it was his favorite of all the City's skyscrapers.

"Is there an observation deck there Carolyne?"
He pointed.

"Why I don't know...I imagine there is, I've never been."
She leaned against him, the wind was bracing.

"I bet it's a LOT less crowded than this!"
His hand slipped behind her and molded to her ass...and squeezed.
"Not very private here is it?"

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Caroline

“Ooh!” Caroline jumped a little when Nick’s hand squeezed her ass, and then they both laughed. An older man walking by heard the laughter, glanced their way, and smiled. His eyes lingered on Nick’s brazen hand, and Caroline felt her face grow hot.

She looked back at Nick and assumed an exaggerated expression of outraged propriety. “Not very private at all,” she said, striving to keep from giggling. “You bad boy, you’re going to get us arrested for public lewdness!”

He laughed, gave her ass another squeeze, then let go. “There. Is that better?”

“Much.” She leaned into him and nuzzled his neck. “A lady isn’t safe around you.”

“I just can’t help myself.” His arms slid around her waist and she snuggled against him, making a contented little sound. They stood like that for a long moment, until a sudden gust of wind whipped through the observation deck, chilling them both. They shivered and broke apart, stuffing their hands in their coat pockets.

“I wasn’t expecting this much wind,” she said.

“Do you want to go back inside, Caro?” he asked.

The nickname made her tingle and she felt her face flush again. “No, no, I’m okay,” she mumbled. Feeling suddenly vulnerable, she turned her head and looked at the hazy outlines of the city below them. “I used to come up here a lot,” she said softly. “When I first moved to New York. I used to look out at the city and imagine that it was all mine for the taking.” She smiled, remembering those days.

“You’re not originally from New York, then?” Nick asked.

She turned back to him. “No. I’m from Pennsylvania. Little town called Buckley. I came up here when I was eighteen, and I never went back.”

“I never would have guessed that you were from somewhere else,” he said. “You seem like such a native.”

She smiled. “I learned fast. I had to. Going back to Buckley wasn’t an option. I had to make the New York experience work, so I set out to become a native the moment I got here.”

“Did you go to school here?”

“I had a full scholarship to Columbia, and I ended up getting a master’s degree in history.”

“History? That’s great. You wanted to be a teacher?”

Caroline hesitated. He had said that he hardly knew who she was, and he was clearly interested in her. She wasn’t sure how much she should reveal. Some of those things in her past were pretty painful, but that wasn’t the only reason. She didn’t want him to judge her for some of the choices she had made – had been forced to make, she amended. He was at the age when things were either black or white and shades of gray simply didn’t exist, especially when it came to evaluating other people’s decisions. She would have to be careful here.

“Well,” she said slowly, “I did want to be a teacher. But it didn’t work out. It’s a long story, and a not very interesting one.” Another gust of wind hit them, and she shivered again. “Wow. Let’s get out of this wind. We could try the Chrysler Building, if you want.”

 

[ariosto]

The Chrysler building even more than the Empire state Building had been his icon for New York ever since he had first seen its silvery art deco spire thrusting up above the skyline on an old postcard when he was a kid. He'd passed it a dozen times and seen it a hundred but so far had not entered it's imposing doors.

He could not disguise his disapointment when they discovereed there was no observation deck!
"A long way to walk for nothing...I'm sorry Caro."

She laughed and kissed him.
"Sometimes they don't announce everything publicly you know...why don't we go up as far as we can and see what's there?"

It took three elevator changes to reach the top or at least the highest registered floor and every time they switched to a new car it was less crowded.
In the final ride up they were alone and Nick took advantage of their privacy to press her against the wall and kiss her with an eagerness that madeCarolyn's head swim!
His hands were behind her clutching her ass and pulling her tight against him...tight enough to feel the heat and hardness of his erection.

"Ohhh Nicky...You are a hot blooded young man aren't you?"
Her hands closed around the throbbing thickness and squeezed.

"It's been almost 6 hours Caro!...I'm starving for you!"

The doors slid open before she could reply and they faced an empty corridor of closed offices facing each other across a faded
rose carpet.

"Damn...."
Nick was ready to give up when Carolyn pointed at a sign at the end of the hall.

STAIRS
It said. She turned to him and grinned,
"Ready for some exercise bad boy?"

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Caroline

“Oh, I’m ready for some exercise, all right,” Nick said with a grin.

“C’mon, then,” Caroline said. She grabbed his hand and they hurried down to the end of the deserted hall. The ancient carpet muffled their footsteps, but they still seemed loud to Caroline. Her pulse was throbbing in her neck and she couldn’t help feeling a pleasurable zing of fear. Every sense seemed heightened with the adrenaline that pulsed through her body. A glance at Nick’s flushed face told her that he was feeling the same way.

If they were caught, she had a cover story all ready. She would say that they had gotten off on the wrong floor on their way to an appointment. If that didn’t work, she could always play the ultimate trump card: the Forrester name. Few people were willing to butt heads with the wife of one of the most powerful bankers in the city.

They reached the doorway at the end of the hall. Caroline grabbed the handle and slowly pushed open the door. She and Nick stepped onto the dimly lit landing and peered up through the murk at the stairs leading up. Above them they could hear faint hammering and the occasional whine of an electric saw.

“Construction,” Nick said.

“They must be doing something with the Cloud Club,” Caroline said. “C’mon. They’re making so much noise, it should cover any sounds we make.”

They took a flight of stairs, then paused by the door, listening. The construction sounds were louder here, and Caroline gestured at the next level of stairs. They hurried up the flight and once again came to a door. They paused on the landing, listening hard. Nothing. Caroline reached for the door handle and tugged gently. It didn’t move.

“Damn,” she whispered. “Locked.”

They glanced at the next flight of stairs, but more than half of the staircase was draped in shadows. “I think this is as far as we can go,” Nick said. “I’m not crazy about blundering around in the dark.”

“Me neither,” said Caroline. She looked around, then grinned. “At least we have some privacy.” She reached for Nick and pulled him close. They kissed deeply as their bodies melded together. His erection returned, swelling against her lower body, and she ground against him, suddenly overwhelmed with hunger.

She didn’t protest when he pressed her against the wall and started to unbutton her coat. Instead she whispered encouragement as his shaking fingers loosened each button. Finally her coat fell open and he stepped back and looked her over. The greedy, lusty expression on his face excited her, and she arched her back to show off her figure to its best advantage.

“This is crazy,” he said. His voice was shaky, but he was grinning from ear to ear.

She reached out and gently squeezed the bulge in his pants. “Very crazy,” she agreed, her voice breathless. “We could get caught like this…and then what?”

He didn’t answer, just groaned. She didn’t know if he was responding to her fondling or to the possibility of being caught. Didn’t matter. He was as eager now as he had been their first time.

Carefully she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and took him out. He gasped at the touch of her hand on his cock.

“You like this, Nicky?” she teased, rubbing his cock gently between her palms.

“I like you, Caro,” he groaned. “I’ve got to have you now.”

She made a purring sound and allowed him to press her against the wall again. His pants slid unheeded down to his ankles as he took hold of her and pushed her skirt up and yanked her thong panties down. She moaned and clamped her arms around him as he slammed into her.

 

[ariosto]

Heated sex in a deserted hallway high in the Chrysler Building.
Whenever a moment of rational thought intervened he marveled at it.
He fucked her hard against the wall.
She was still wearing her coat and blouse, but he'd torn it wide open and was squeezing and sucking her breasts as his cock slammed into her.
Every hard thrust picked her off her feet and slid her up the wall a bit more.
Her fingers were digging through his shirt into the flesh of his shoulders...her mouth was buried in his hair..
AGAIN!...long ddep thrust rising from his ankles seeking to split her in two.
Her vaginal muscles locked down tight around him as he gored her over and over relentlessly.
Her nipples were aching from the constant sucking and biting...he was squeezing her tits like baloons, forcing her tortured nipples into his mouth.

AGAIN!.....hammering deep...DEEP...
She cried out...close close to coming.
Nick increased his pace, gave it his all...sweat poured off his body...he was spiriling out of control.
"GODDDDDDDDDDDD!"

AGAIN!
OHGODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!"

AGAIN!...she was lifted clear of the floor, her legs locked around his waist, her nails raking into his hair.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHYESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!"
She came, wrapped around his steel hard cock. She came, bathing him in hot creamy spend. She twisted and writhed, clenched and shuddered...

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!"

Nick exploded deep inside Carolyn's delicious body.

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Caroline

Caroline tried to stifle the sounds of her orgasm, but it was like trying to stop a speeding train. The pleasure was intense, heightened by the illicitness of what they were doing, and the very real possibility that they might be caught at any moment. Every muscle was taut and trembling as she was swept away.

She came back to herself slowly, hurried along by a cramp in her left leg. Quickly she looked around, half-expecting to see a crowd of people standing around them. They were the only ones on the landing, however. Amazing – she was sure that she had made enough noise to attract everyone in the building.

Then she realized that she still had her legs wrapped around Nick’s waist, and his body had hers pinned against the wall. She could hear him panting from his recent exertions, could feel his muscles trembling. His breath was hot on her sweat-damp neck.

Somehow she managed to unlock her legs and disentangle herself from him. Her arms slid around his waist again and they stood together, staring into each other’s eyes for a long moment. “That was incredible,” she said.

“Wonderful,” he agreed.

She arched up on tiptoe and planted a kiss on the tip of his nose. “Let’s not push our luck. We ought to go.”

They took a couple of minutes to restore their clothes to some semblance of order, then checked each other to make sure there weren’t any telltale stains or rips. Both looked fine, although Nick’s hair was standing up in corkscrews where she had gripped handfuls of it during her passion. She used the palms of her hands to smooth it into place, chuckling at a cowlick that wouldn’t stay down. That done, she took her compact out of her purse and checked her own face and hair. She looked good, considering that she had just had wild sex in a stairwell. Just a touch-up with the brush and a reapplication of lipstick, and she was ready to go.

Hand in hand they headed back downstairs, back to the floor where they had gotten off the elevator. Caroline cracked the door and looked out. No one was there, so she opened the door wider and led Nick into the hall. They pressed the down button for the elevator and stood there waiting, as innocent-seeming as any other couple.

“We’ve had quite a morning,” she said, smiling at Nick. “Would you believe it’s already eleven-thirty? What do you say we grab some lunch?”

 

[ariosto]

"Great!...my treat."
Nick grinned at her as they stepped out onto the crowded street.

"How long since you've eaten at the Automat Caro?"
He'd returnred to the table with a slice of key lime pie.

She stirred her tea and smiled.
"Why I eat here all the time Nick...I thought you knew."

"God your beautiful."

She blew him a kiss across the table.
"Thanks, It's because I just got fucked in the Chrysler Building...can you tell?"

His brows knitted and he thought about it while he ate another bite of pie.

"Yes...Yes, I think I can. You have that 'Look". Very different than the "I just got Fucked in the Empire State Building', look."

They both laughed, full of joy at the knowledge the day had just begun.

Outside rain was beginning to fall and Carolyn turned down Nick,' offer of a subway ride to opt for the comfortable backseat of a cab.

She leaned foorward and whispered something to the cabbie.

"Where are we going now?"
She settled back beside him and laughed.
"It's a surprise."

He looked out the window into the rain.
"You have all the luck Caro...a cabbie who speaks English!"



OOC...TG this is probably my last post before vacation...I'll be gone three weeks...don't forget me!

 

[ariosto]

(((bump)))))

I'm back TG...do we go on?

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Caroline

Caroline took Nick’s hand and their fingers intertwined. His skin was tanned, warm and smooth and she could almost feel the strength and vitality flowing through his veins. She could not recall the last time she had ever gotten that sense from holding Henry’s hand. Maybe it was a product of youth and, like youth itself, could never be retrieved once it was lost.

Lost youth – not a pleasant subject. She forced her thoughts onto a different track, focusing on the raindrops that spattered on the cab’s windows.

“I hope it won’t rain all day,” she said.

“Oh, I don’t know, I think rain is kind of romantic,” Nick replied. She turned to face him, her expression quizzical, and he burst out laughing. “I do!”

She couldn’t help laughing too. “I believe you, Nicky.”

His smile became a little wistful. “Back home Tracy and I would sometimes sit on her porch swing when it rained. Especially in the summer. After a hot day the rain would cool things off. The roof covered the whole porch and kept us dry. And we just sat there and rocked in the swing and watched the rain fall. Sometimes we’d make out, but mostly we just watched the rain.”

“That sounds very nice,” Caroline said.

“It was.” He looked at her and gave her hand a squeeze. “But I like this too.”

She squeezed back, suddenly overcome by another warm rush of affection for him. Her mouth opened and she was about to say something when the cab came to a stop. “Here we are, miss,” said the driver.

Caroline blinked and looked around. “Oh! So we are.” She grabbed her purse, pulled out a few bills and handed them to the driver. Then she scrambled out of the cab, with Nick close behind.

“Where are we?” he asked as soon as they were on the sidewalk.

Caroline took his hand and grinned at him. “One of my favorite boutiques. What do you think of the name?”

They stood in front of a small store with a pink awning. The name on the door caused Nick’s eyes to widen: COME AGAIN EROTIC EMPORIUM.

She led him through the raindrops to the store’s front door. “I was thinking of picking up a few things. Maybe you’ll see something you like?” She winked at him and opened the door.

 

[ariosto]

In the first heady days in the City, Rick had taken in the smut shops on 42nd street and 8th avenue, dodging the bums and dope peddlers who saw him as a new mark.
He'd been amazed at what he saw and puzzled over not a few items. It was a revelation to find out what those shiny ben wa balls were used for.
This shop was different. An air of quiet elegance suffused it and instead of a glowering Indian running the place an exquisitely beautiful young woman appeared to be in charge. Someone who greeted Carolyn with a smile and a hug.

"This is my new friend Nick."
She introduced him.
"Nick...Madeline."

The girl smiled and offered her hand which he took in his own as though he might break it. She giggled something and whispered in Carolyn's ear. She was speaking French.
Nick racked his brain trying to remember ANYTHING from the sophomore french class which he'd so thoroughly failed.

"She says your very shy Nick."
Caro winked,
"And also VERY cute."

He blushed and stammered out,
"Merci, Mademoiselle. Vous etes tres....jolly."
His smile of linguistic triumph was wiped away as both women
began laughing.

"JOLI Nick, not jolly!"
The girl grabbed him around the waist and kissed his cheek, increasing his embarassment and then she swept away into the backroom.

"She's getting me something I ordered especially dear, now why don't we look in these display cases and pick out a few toys to entertain ourselves on a rainy afternoon."

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Caroline walked slowly around the brightly-lit interior of Madeline’s boutique. There had been quite a few new additions since her last visit, and she hardly knew where to start. Maybe she should hold back and let Nick make the selections.

He was definitely intrigued by the products on display, and no wonder. Madeline had a knack for arranging and lighting her display items as if they were pieces in an art gallery. Row upon row of vibrators in a rainbow of colors and a dizzying array of designs. Beautifully made dildos that resembled real cocks in perfect detail, right down to the veins. Stout butt plugs in a variety of sizes (some were so big they made Caroline wince just to look at them). Jar after jar containing lubricants and exotic-looking massage oils. These were just a few of the things that caught customers’ attention and drew them in.

“Caroline, how about something like this?” Nick’s voice quavered just a bit, wrecking his attempt at nonchalance. She came over and saw that he was holding up a box with the words REMOTE BUTTERFLY emblazoned across the front. Intrigued, she took the box from him and saw that it contained a rubber vibrating butterfly attached to elastic straps. There was also a remote control that, according to the legend on the box, would operate the vibrator from up to twenty feet away.

“Oh my, Nicky,” she breathed. All kinds of interesting possibilities suggested themselves to her, and she felt her cheeks flush. “This could be a lot of fun.” She looked at him and saw that he was also a little flushed and wearing a broad grin.

Just then, Madeline came out of the backroom, carrying a small box. She came over to where Nick and Caroline stood. “Ah, I see you’ve found something you like.”

Her dark eyes sparkled with mischief as she craned her neck to look at the Remote Butterfly box. “Oh yes, that is a very popular item here.” She laughed, a bright, tinkling sound. “I am sure you will enjoy it.”

Caroline glanced at Nick. His face was rapidly turning a bright pink. “I think so, too,” she murmured.

“Oui. And I am sure that you will especially enjoy this.” Madeline set the box down on the counter, then motioned them over. She took the lid off the box, then reached inside. Tissue paper rustled as she pulled out what looked like a handful of lace, but when she straightened and smoothed it out, turned out to be a beautiful black lace body stocking, with an open crotch and long sleeves and feet subtly accented with silver threads.

“Hand made exactly to your specifications. It will fit you like – how does it go? Like a glove. Magnifique.” Madeline smiled triumphantly.

Caroline caught her breath. She reached out and gingerly touched the delicate lace. “Oh, Madeline, it’s gorgeous! You’ve outdone yourself this time!” She turned to Nick. “What do you think, Nicky? Think that will look good on me?”

 

[ariosto]

Nick swallowed hard, tring to imagine what she'd look like in it.
"Sure I do...It'll look terrific on you!"

He was still holding the butterfly in his hands and trying to decide just how the pretty thing worked when Carolyne gave him a kiss on the cheek and nudged him to the counter slipping a hundred dollar bill in his hand.

"Here sweetie, you pay for them."
Whatever it was, it was expensive, he got back less than five dollars in change.

"Cab fare?"
He grinned knowing full well a five dollar cab ride would get them about three blocks.

She laughed...
"Hardly baby, but maybe a coke."
She paused and her eyes twinkled.
"I have an idea...wait here."

He watched the busy traffic as she disapperaed back in the store with the parcels, emerging a few minutes later looking a bit flushed and excited.
"Here." she said handing him the remote control.

He looked at it and up at her,
"Where's the, ahhhh...bug."

She slipped her arm under his and began to guide himtowards a subway entrance.
"I'm wearing it Nick darling...push that little button."

A light suddenly dawned and he laughed,
"Like this?"
He pushed it in and held it down.

Carolyn stopped in her tracks and her grip on his arm tightened.
"Ohhhhhh...God Nicky.....stooopppp!"
She gasped, her face suddenly flushing and her breath quickening.
"Honey," She said, "This is gonna be fun, let's take a long subway ride home."

 

[Ticklish Girl]

The nearest subway station was about two blocks from the shop. Caroline and Nick walked arm in arm down Broadway, just another strolling couple in the usual sea of people. She carried the pink shopping bag from Madeline’s in her free hand, while Nick’s other hand was deep in his jacket pocket. Where the remote is, she thought, and her breathing quickened in anticipation and excitement. She silently thanked Madeline for putting the complimentary AA batteries into the unit.

He could turn it on any time he wanted, and there wasn’t a thing she could do about it – not that she wanted to, of course. In fact, she couldn’t wait for him to start playing with it. Her body was still tingling from the brief test Nick had run in front of Madeline’s. What a surprise that had been! The butterfly was small, but it had one hell of a powerful vibration. It fit snugly over her clitoris and vaginal area as if it had been made just for her contours.

When they were one block from the subway the butterfly suddenly kicked into life. A low purr started up between her legs. The vibration felt like a light tickling along her pussy lips and clit. It wasn’t as strong as the blast of sensation that had overwhelmed her outside the shop, but it still felt delightful. Caroline gasped audibly and gripped Nick’s arm.

He glanced at her, his face composed in an exaggerated expression of wide-eyed innocence. “Oops, my finger slipped.”

She grinned at him. “Just look at you. Butter wouldn’t melt in your mouth.” Her voice wasn’t quite steady.

He winked. “By the time we get home, you’ll be ready to melt in my mouth.”

Caroline shivered, both from the vibration and the mental image his words evoked. An involuntary giggle escaped her throat.

They were just steps the subway entrance when the vibration stopped as abruptly as it had begun. Caroline sighed and reached up to wipe some sweat from her forehead.

Nick chuckled. “Did you think I was going to let you off that easily, my dear? Nope, you’re mine to toy with all the way home.”

Caroline laughed. “I had a feeling you might say that.”

He pulled her to him and gave her a brief kiss, and then they began their descent into the subway.

 

[ariosto]

The Northbound train was crowded as she expected it would be.
They were going to have to stand.
Nick managed to slip behind her and when she tried to trurn to face him, he shook his head and grinned.
He moved in close to her back though. Close enough she could feel his cock pressing against her ass.

A tall man was jammed next to her on the other side. A man in his fifties, wearing glasses. Nick pegged him as a teacher or a librarian. As the car lurched forward they all grabbed the leather straps on the rail and the man took out a folded newspaper and tried to read.

Nick pressed the button and suddenly Carolyn's pussy was being
eaten by a thousand butterflys...he turned it up to full force.
She lurched forward under the 'assault' and jostled the man in front of her.
He looked up, a frown crossed his face but seeing how attractive Carolyn was, he smiled.
"Crowded for this time of day isn't' it?"

Nick could feel the powerful vibrations all along the length of his erection, his hand was stroking her ass...
She was finding it very very difficult to reply to the fellow's small talk.
He was staring right at her and she was about to cum!

"Ohhhh.......GODDDDDDD!.........yessssssss...it...is."
She gasped out.

The man looked puzzled at the vehemence of her answer.
"There's a night game at Yankee Stadium...maybe that's why."
He continued to smile at her, waiting for an answer.
Nick was smiling too.
The butterfly was turning her pussy to soft liquid pleasure as it fluttered her up and over the edge...

 

[Ticklish Girl]

“There's a night game at Yankee Stadium...maybe that's why.” The man’s voice seemed to come from a great distance. Caroline could hardly process the statement, because about ninety percent of her mind was focused on the amazing sensations between her legs.

Caroline had a wide variety of sex toys, but this one was like nothing she had ever felt before. The butterfly’s vibrating unit rested snugly against her clitoris, relentlessly buzzing and tickling it until she felt that the top of her head might fly off. Adding to her excitement was the feel of Nick’s hardon pressed against her flank, as well as the general naughtiness of what they were doing. She swayed back and forth with the train’s movement and the butterfly moved with her…teasing her…never letting up. Ooh god, the whole train must be watching her!

She had just enough presence of mind to look around, but nobody was looking in her direction. Of course, this was New York. People had an uncanny ability to block out strange things they saw on the subway. At least nobody could hear the unit’s buzzing. The rattling and roaring of the train, its squealing wheels, the conductor’s announcements – all of these things were enough to drown it out.

The man who had spoken to her was still in front of her, looking at her with a slightly puzzled expression. She probably ought to say something. What had he said? Oh, yes. Night game at Yankee Stadium.

She gave him her most dazzling smile, but it quickly turned into a rictus as she felt the sensations coming to a head.

Just then she peaked. The sensation forced her up on her toes and she gasped, gripping the strap until her knuckles turned white. The man blinked and seemed about to say something, then obviously thought better of it. The spasm lasted for about a minute, then the pleasure slowly faded.

A cramping sensation in her arches made her realize that she was still up on her tiptoes, and she quickly settled back down. The buzzing between her legs stopped as Nick evidently decided that she’d had enough for now. He was still pressed tightly against her, although most of the crowd had thinned by now. She pushed her ass back against his hard cock, determined to give him a little payback tease.

The man was folding his paper in between giving her puzzled looks. She turned on the smile again and said in her sexiest voice, “I just love the Yankees, don’t you?”

The train came to a stop and he stood up. “Not as much as you do, apparently,” he replied, and winked at her.

 

[ariosto]

"I didn't know you were such a sports fan Caroline!"
Nicky was grinning ear to ear.

"Oh God Nick...that thing is really nice... realllllllllly, NICE!"

"Yeah,"
he said looking at her slighty disheveled hair and flushed cheeks,
"You look like your enjoying it a lot!"

All the way up the long escalator, he stood behind her and kept the insidious bug humming against her clit.
Her hands were gripping the rubber rails hard enough to bite.
And the looks on the descending commuters faces told him that she wasn't totally succesful in veiling her arousal.

At the top she spun around and grabbed his hands.
"No more sweety, I don't think I can take it...Let's play with it some more when we get home."

She didn't give him a chance to answer and had already hailed a cab by the time he stepped out into the street.