New York Nights Northern Lights 02
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After a big breakfast the next morning, for some reason both are rather hungry, Donald and Emma lock up his aunt’s house and they are on the road.
Several of the Matchbox cars have been packed in the suitcase.
Donald tells Emma, “Our next stop is New York City for the night. I have all sorts of surprises for you today.”
Emma wonders what will be ahead for her in the big apple.
Four hours later, Donald pulls into the front of a lavish hotel on Forty-Fourth Street. A porter hurries to their car, opening the door first for Donald, and then Emma. Donald shows him which bag to take in for them. Then he tips the valet who comes to park their car for them.
Inside, Donald registers and a bellboy now takes their bags and leads them to the elevator and up to the forty-fifth floor. Not the top floor, but the view out over Times Square is breathtaking.
Donald hurriedly unpacks for them and helps Emma into a new dress, A lovely summer dress with a white background and lime green and bright blue flower pattern. He takes out the panties he plans for her to wear but puts them in a larger white shoulder purse he is packing for her.
He explains that it will be safer for her to be able to have the purse strapped over her shoulders when they are out walking about. She doesn’t pay attention to what he is putting in her purse. She knows he will have her ID, but for money, Donald takes care of everything for them.
Emma has in this short time come to accept and appreciate Donald’s getting her ready each day, even to the shoes and purses she uses. He always makes sure she has her phone and ID, and when she is going to meetings or out alone money for anything, she might need or want.
While he is leaving her panties off her, which she does enjoy, she is glad the dress comes to just below her knees so she will not be suddenly exposing herself to anyone.
He seems to be in a hurry right now getting them ready. He is wearing a grey suit and tie for some reason. They go down to the lobby, and out front, the porter hails a cab for them. Donald just says that they want to go to Sixty-First Street and Second Avenue.
They are on their way, Emma wondering where they are heading. But she is overwhelmed looking around her at all the sights of the city as they head to their destination. At the corner of the cross-streets, Donald helps her out of the cab. She looks around wondering what they are doing here. But Donald, his hand familiarly on Emma’s ass, directs her across the street and down the block a bit.
When he stops her, she sees she is standing in front of a very elegant adult toy store. When they enter, she observes several dark wood desks and display cases around the reception area. A salesperson comes up to them immediately and welcomes them, asking if there was anything special they are looking for or would they like to look around some first.
Donald replies that they would like to browse for a bit, and they are led to a large merchandise room. Tables with all sorts of toys displayed by category, all pristine and attractively displayed.
Emma has never been in an adult toy store before, only that time at the paddle shop was it even close, but she knows this store is much more upscale than what you would find in the suburbs. The smell of the place alone gives off the scent of aristocracy.
They wander around the room, Emma giving small gasps at some of the things on display. There is everything to mild playfulness to very hardcore hoods, apparatuses, and equipment. She is grateful when Donald pilots over to an enormous collection of vibrators.
He begins turning different ones on, trying the various settings offered and seeing how strong they seem. The best ones appeared to be the rechargeable ones. Emma watches as he cups his hand around one after another, feeling the power. The ones he seemed to like best, he runs up and down Emma’s bare arms making her shiver.
Then when he begins to run some down her hips, over her cheeks and thighs, she knows she is starting to drip. Two of them, both rather powerful, he holds against her stomach and mons through her dress. At the time he has positioned her in front of him facing the table, so his actions are not really noticeable.
Finally, he calls to the clerk to ask for help. He shows the clerk three that he is interested in but would like to know the pros and cons of each, which would be the best one. The clerk directs them to one of the desks, which are all at a very discreet distance from each other.
Emma looks around a little and sees three other desks have customers with clerks at them. Two other couples and one just a man alone. She tries to hide her glances but is so interested in what each could be purchasing.
One couple is looking at handcuffs and masks. The other at different revealing lingerie. Emma is curious when she sees the man lift little swatches of the fabric and licks them. The swatch just seems to disappear from the wetness of his tongue.
She shivers at the idea of what it would be like to wear such underwear and Donald dissolving them on her.
The man alone interest seems to be in canes and switches. He stands and swings several canes one after the other, and Emma shakes in a different way knowing she would never want to experience that. The crop Donald uses on her when she is ‘exercising’ is more than enough for her, thank you very much.
She turns her attention back to the discussion Donald and their clerk are having. It seems Donald has chosen the vibrator he wants. He then asks the clerk for some of the best lubricant they have, which the clerk goes to get. Donald tells Emma to open her bag, and he reaches in and takes out a portable charger and plugs the vibrator into it and returns both to Emma’s purse.
It will be ready for use soon.
Now Donald saw Emma peeking around the room and her look when seeing the edible panties. When the clerk returned with the lubricant for his approval, Donald asks him to show them some of these panties also.
Emma is beside herself with the great expectations of the delights they might offer. Donald tries a few swatches, and even lifts one to Emma’s lips for her to try. The sweet stickiness she feels on her tongue as the fabric dissolves is a new sensation.
Donald adds several of them, and a few bottles of the lube as it does seem top of the line, to their shopping bag.
He turns to Emma and tells her, “Well, dear, as these are all things for you; it seems, perhaps you should be paying for them.”
Emma sputters in surprise at the comment, and the clerk just smiling at her. She reaches into her bag and finds her wallet and charge card. She hands it to the clerk and is somewhat shocked to see the total of what they bought is over five hundred dollars.
She is not worried, it is not the expense, she has the money for their new delightful toys. But the fact that the store’s name will be listed on her credit card statement as to where she spent so much money makes her blush some.
(Emma will in time find she had nothing to worry about, as when her statement comes, the name of the vendor for this purchase is some respectable sounding company. She then realizes that this was just one more lesson from Donald, about being unafraid and open to things more).
Leaving the store, with their new purchases also stored in Emma’s purse, Donald hails a cab and tells it to take them to Columbus Circle. When they get out, Emma sees that they are at one of the entrances of Central Park. How wonderful to see this place that she had read and watched so much about.
They have not walked far, and dusk is coming, when they reach one of the arched tunnels of the Park. No one is around, so when Donald and Emma are about halfway through, he backs her up to the cold semi-damp brick wall on the side. It is rather dim here.
Donald kisses her profoundly. Over and over. He is finding he cannot get enough of Emma’s lips and mouth. Kissing her so does arouse him so easily.
He leans and opens her purse. Pulls out the small, strong vibrator she just bought, unplugs the charger and turns it on. The low hum of it seems to echo off the walls of the tunnel.
Pressing against Emma, he lifts her dress enough to bring the vibrator up to her labia. Without hesitation, she spreads her legs to allow Donald to run it up and down her valley of lust. Oh, it feels so good.
And then Donald turns it up to the high throbbing setting and settles it on her clitoris. Emma grabs his neck to steady herself from this wonderful assault happening to her.
Donald has used vibrators on her before, but this one far surpasses them. And to her well worth the cost. Her legs are shaking as she clings to him for support. She keeps looking around, so afraid someone will catch them in this act.
But when they hear someone entering the tunnel, Donald presses up close to her body and begins kissing her over and over. As the people walk by, they just think a couple is using this more of this secluded spot to make out. It is a young couple in their twenties, who laugh as they are past them, and the man calls to them, “You go for it, old man.”
Donald is annoyed at being called an old man but realizes that, yes, at over twice their age, it would appear like that to relative children. But he turns his attention back to Emma’s heavy breathing. He knows she is almost at the cusp; he switches the setting to a steady hard vibration, and she cries out. Clinging to him for dear life, she gasps and pants as she cums, her juices dripping down her leg to the ground.
Yes, this will be a good toy for her.
Donald turns it off, wipes it with his handkerchief and then dries her legs and cunt some as best he can. He opens her purse, drops the vibrator in it, and pulls her panties out. He makes sure no one is coming, and then helps her into them.
“I think for what is ahead for this evening you should be covered,” he tells her laughingly.
They walk the rest of the way out the tunnel, arm in arm, and just past the entrance, a horse and carriage are waiting for them. It is five-thirty on the dot, just as Donald planned.
He shows the drive his reservation, and they climb into the carriage. Emma now realizes that everything happening today has been arranged and reserved for them. She is amused at how he seems to have everything timed perfectly.
The ride through Central Park is enjoyable, Emma seeing many of the famous sites as they go along. After a half hour, they pull in front of the Tavern on the Green. Oh! Donald has planned for them to have dinner here. How wonderful.
They are quickly seated at a table and Donald orders cocktails for them. Over them, he asks her what she would like to eat. Emma grins at him wickedly then looks at the menu.
The dinner is divine. Starting with snow crab claws, then roasted garlic shrimp, grilled fish, and finishing with cream brulee and cordials. They take their time over the meal, but when seventy-thirty approaches, Donald says they need to get going.
‘What does he have planned now?’ Emma wonders. ‘This day’s adventures have been fabulous so far, what more could top it.’
She soon learns when they walk the short way down the street to the Vivian Beaumont Theater. As Donald goes to the ticket box to pick up their will call tickets, Emma looks up at the Marquee and sees that it is My Fair Lady they are going to.
How perfect and appropriate. All the molding and teaching Donald has done for her, she realizes he is her Professor Higgins. And while she was not a guttersnipe like Liza, she did have so much to learn. She hugs Donald with gratitude when he has gotten the tickets. And then is overjoyed and can hardly contain herself when they are led to seats in the fourth row of the orchestra section. The view of the stage is going to be magnificent.
The play is more than Emma could expect. She often goes to local community theater shows and watches telecasts of plays on television, but this is the first time she is seeing a professional performance. Throughout the play, she squeezes Donald’s hand, arm or leg when each scene is enacted.
Donald is thrilled that she is so mesmerized by the play.
After, waiting for a cab, she chatters on and on about the show, going back over every detail in a beguiling way. In the cab, she leans her head on his shoulder and tells him what a wonderful day he has given her. And how kind it is for him to plan it out in such detail.
Back in their room, before Donald turns any lights on, she hurries to the window to look out at the dazzling luminosity below. Time Square is alive with activities, and all the radiance of the signs and buildings around them is breathtaking.
She is so entranced with the view she at first does not notice Donald come up behind her until she hears a faint movement.
She feels his naked, hot body against her as he unzips her dress and lowers it down her arms, her hips, thighs and to the ground. Her bra is unhooked and tossed aside. Then her panties slowly pulled down as he caresses her cheeks and thighs as he does.
Still facing the window and the view, she is enchanted as he runs his fingers and hands all over her, exploring her like for the first time.
“Are you enjoying the view, Emma?” he asks her. “Why don’t you sit down so to be more comfortable.”
With that, he sits on the desk chair he has pulled in front of the window and pulls her on his lap. His hard prick is waiting for her, and as wet as she is from all the stimulus around her, Emma slides right on his member.
She gives out a low sigh as she feels Donald fully up in her.
They sit contently like that for a while, just gazing out at the panoramic view before them.
Then as Donald feels her throbbing begin, and his cock is shaking in anticipation, they rhythmically move together to climb the mountain of lust.
As Emma begins to climax for the first time, she cries out, “Oh, Professor Higgins, thank you.” She somewhat recoils from what has just escaped her lips, but as Donald begins to laugh, she joins him. The feeling of the laugher making Donald’s cock jiggle as Emma’s sides clench against this different feeling.
Perhaps laughter is the best medicine or aphrodisiac.
Together, as they watch the bright lights of Broadway, they synchronize their movements, and both reach the ultimate pleasure in seconds of each other.
Emma leans back against Donald’s chest, and they just sit like this looking out, Donald warm up in her, both so happy to be sharing this moment, this whole day, together.
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