After the experience in the mall (see Chapter 1) and a hot visit to the woods (Chapter 2), Derek and Mariana found themselves frustrated by wanting to spend more time together and push the relationship further. But, they basically had nowhere to go that would not raise suspicion from their co-workers or families. They were trying to be discrete at work, so the opportunities for them to spend time alone together were few and far between.
They made the best of it that they could, stealing time away by going for walks. But, to reduce suspicion, they could not do this often, and even when they did, the most they could do was a bit of heavy petting. Even a trip to the nearby woods seemed dangerous now.
They were both sick of logistics when Mariana mentioned her impending conference away to New York City. It came with a hotel room.
"Maybe I could come," Derek joked.
"That would be awesome," Mariana said. "Just think, we'd could be in a city where no one knows us. We could walk down the street holding hands. Anything could happen."
Her eyes sparked. Derek could tell that she wanted to make the joke into reality.
"Let me see what I can do," he said.
Two days later, Derek passed Mariana in the hallway.
"Let's go to New York," he said. "I have the green light."
He enjoyed seeing the surprise and excitement on Mariana's face. She was a bit apprehensive about going too fast, but it certainly beat being frustrated constantly by circumstance!
They promised to meet up in the city. He got her cell phone number. Mariana thought of how much fun they could have and was genuinely excited. The trip could not come soon enough.
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That fateful morning, while Mariana was packing for the trip, she received a text that from Derek at home.
"School girl outfit, stockings, buttons. Shave. No panties"
The text was so stark. Her heart started beating faster. She was not sure she could pull such an outfit off. And did he just ask her to shave?
"Shave what?" she texted back. She could play coy when she wanted.
"Shave EVERYTHING."
It was not like Mariana had never shaved her privates before. But the thought of Derek seeing her completely bare sent a shiver through her whole body. And what he planned to do with her if she complied...
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Mariana had to search for an outfit that would match "school girl". She had a pleated skirt that was in the pile for when she lost weight. Trying it on, she found that it fit, with even a little room to spare. Woot!
The top was more of a problem. What qualified? She went through a few sexy blouses, but they just did not seem right. She closed her eyes, trying to form a mental picture. And then it came to her.
A white, button down, plain shirt was the answer. She appraised herself in the mirror. It was cute, in a safe sort of way. She cupped her bra, raising up her breasts. "Maybe if I wore a push-up," she thought.
She unfastened her bra and removed it without taking off the shirt. One bra after another was rejected before she even tried them on. She was getting discouraged when her reflection in the mirror caught her eye. The shirt was pretty tame with a bra under it, but without, it was a fetishist's wet dream. It was somewhat transparent in just the right light. When her nipples got hard, as they were now, you could clearly see them. You could even see a hint of her dark areola.
"Can I really wear that?"
She grabbed a vest from her closet and pulled it on. With it on, it was not too bad.
"Mmmm," she purred as she ran her hands down her sides, feeling how her breasts felt in the shirt. "Definitely a keeper."
"And now for the legs," she said to herself.
The lingerie drawer had just the right pair of nylons she was searching for. They were white and partially see through, ending high up on her thigh. The top was lacy. Putting them on made her feel sexy.
Appraising herself in the mirror, Mariana almost did not recognize the woman staring back at her. She was hot! The combination of innocent and naughty definitely added to the allure.
And now for Derek's text request. Mariana took off each piece of clothing and placed it on the bed. She did it slowly, sensually, like a strip tease. She imagined Derek watching her. It was like a little preview of things to come, she thought.
Entering the bathroom, she turned on the water for a steamy shower. She turned up the temperature to just below scalding level. Shaving with hot water reduced the incidence of ingrown hairs, she found. Plus, The hot water felt good against her skin. It was almost like she needed it to match her internal temperature, and right now she was running a bit hot.
She spent the better part of the next thirty minutes shaving her legs, her vagina, and even her ass. It aroused her to feel the shaving cream slide over her skin. The slick sensation of her bare privates was incredible. And it was just so ... naughty.
It was difficult to not wildly masturbate in the shower. She was so incredibly horny by the time she was finished that she could honestly use another one immediately!
When she glanced down, she could clearly see her puffy lips. The slit running down was completely visible. It was nearly obscene how exposed it felt. She could not deny that it also turned her on. She was impatient to "field test" it. She giggled to herself.
Putting on the outfit was easier now that she was "en fuego". In fact, she decided not to include the vest at all. She talked herself into thinking the shirt was not so revealing. But part of her knew exactly what she was showing and it made her nipples stiff and hard, straining against the thin material.
The skirt was not long, about mid-thigh. She still had not put any panties on, and her newly shaved pubis felt exposed. Looking over her shoulder in the mirror, she bent down, trying to tell if someone would see her ass. It was difficult to be sure, but it was probably covered.
Mariana breathed deeply. "I can do this," she said to the sex kitten in the mirror. She grabbed her bag and headed out to catch her train to New York.
As she waited on the platform for the train to arrive, Mariana was constantly smoothing down her skirt. It was nerve wracking with the outfit she was wearing. When it arrived, she found a nice spot in the quiet car, read a novel, and tried to relax.
During the trip, she and Derek exchanged texts to arrange for a spot to meet when she arrived in the city. It helped settle her down a little and get excited about the time away.
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Mariana waited anxiously under the clock at Grand Central Station. He had sent her a text for them to meet at the station. She felt sexy as she stood there noticing all the businessmen giving her an extra glance as they rushed to catch their trains.
One particular man approached with dark sunglasses. Even behind the eyewear, she could tell he was staring. She was getting a little uncomfortable when he stopped and continued looking directly at her. Then he approached again and she recognized him.
It was Derek. He stopped about ten feet away and checked her out, quite overtly. His eyes paused at her breasts and hard nipples, his eyebrows raising. They continued their journey down to her pleated skirt and lacy stockings. His expression revealed distinct approval.
His appraisal made her feel a little flushed and already a little wet between her legs. He gave her a nice hug and a kiss, telling her how much he liked what she was wearing. She smiled up at him. He took her by the hand and headed for the entrance to the subway.
They boarded the number 6 train, heading downtown. It was Saturday, fairly early, and yet it was still pretty crowded. Derek and Mariana had to stand up as there were no two seats that were together.
Derek stood close to her, and just a touch behind. He felt her back, scratching it lightly. Mariana arched it like a cat and made a mock "purring" noise. It got a smile out him.
As Mariana stared off in the distance, Derek's hand strayed downward-feeling her ass over her skirt. The action was just slightly over the line in public, but her anonymity made her feel more secure. Besides, it was still well within acceptable behavior.
At the next stop, even more people crowded in and barely anyone got off the train. Mariana was forced to get closer to him, though she did not mind much. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and held her close. Anyone observing them would have just seen two people enjoying each other's company.
"Just three more stops until Union Square," Derek murmured in her ear.
As the train slowed for the next stop, Mariana leaned back against him. She felt his hips press into her from behind lightly. He was hard, very hard. He pressed his erection between her ass cheeks through her skirt.
Mariana was nervous, yet extremely turned on at the same time. As the train stopped and the doors opened, she realized that no one was paying any attention to them. Everyone around them was a stranger. It made her relax. Anonymity definitely has its privileges.
She turned her head, kissed him, and said "mmm." Only he could hear her.
Derek started to ease his grip on her, but Mariana actually pushed her ass backwards into him-signaling that she was completely OK with what he was doing.
He wrapped his arms firmly around her and held her tight. Mariana soaked in the warm embrace. He just held her, making her feel safe and warm. It felt nice.
The train lurched awkwardly at the next stop. Mariana stumbled a bit and fell into Derek. He caught her, moving his hands down to her hips to keep her steady. Using the opportunity to his full advantage, she could feel Derek's hand slide under her skirt and squeeze her hip and then her ass! It was so fast that she barely noticed the grope and it was gone. Oddly, she was disappointed that it disappeared instead of worrying about what people might have seen.
They continued riding along in a sexually charged silence. Each knew that uttering a word would break the spell. She felt his hand on her waist, lightly stroking. All the energy from the morning shower slammed into Mariana all at once. She wanted more. She took Derek's hand and moved it back under her skirt on her hip... holding it there. They swayed together to the rhythm of the train.
Derek was momentarily taken aback by her actions. But, the subway train was so crowded that it gave them a measure of privacy. People were packed in enough to shield the action below the waist. He ground his pelvis firmly into her.
He whispered in her ear, "I should fuck you on this train in front of the whole world."
Her breath caught. Her body froze.
"Oh my..." she said back, shivering.
