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On Display Part 2 linemstr@aol.com
At the end of the row of desks, she had to turn with her back
to the windows briefly to turn a corner to the elevators. The
people on the last row got a full backlight frontal view of her
supple curves, and perhaps even a glimpse of pussy hair between her
legs as she walked. She knew the image she presented oozed sex!
Kim had never felt so embarrassed and out of control. The elevator
opened, and Kim entered. She was thankful that no one else was in
the elevator. It gave her a chance to compose herself. She opened
her purse, took out a kleenex, and wiped her moist cunt with it so
the juices would not run down her leg. The kleenex wiping across
her clit suddenly sprang her senses into reality. She had no idea
she was so excited. One or two passes with the kleenex, and she
almost came in the elevator. She quickly put the kleenex back into
her purse just before the elevator stopped on the ground floor.
Kim walked out of the building and onto the street. She felt
totally naked and unprotected. Her tits continued to bounce
suggestively. There was a light breeze, but no real wind.
However, chiffon does strange things. A light breeze may be a
hurricane in disguise when it hits chiffon. As Kim stood on the
street hailing a taxi, the breeze caught her skirt and blew it up
almost to her crotch. She instinctively caught it and held it
down. Then she remembered her instructions, gritted her teeth,
took a deep breath, and slowly moved her hands away from her skirt.
Again the breeze flirted with her hem, and Kim again began to feel
the excitement of her exhibitionism build.
Suddenly, just as she stretched on tiptoe to hail a cab, the
wind hit her skirt and blew it to her waist. She realized that
those behind had a clear view of the curves of her magnificent ass
and pussy hair between her legs as she stretched, legs slightly
apart, as she went up on tiptoe, one arm out to her side and the
other straight up in the air to hail the taxi. She was totally on
display and unable physically or mentally to cover herself. She
was even more aware that those in front had a clear frontal view of
her blonde patch, pink pussy lips, and clit which was now totally
erect with excitement. Although mortified, Kim obeyed her
instructions and did nothing to reduce the extent of her display.
The wind seemed to hold her skirt there for an eternity, but it was
only for a few brief seconds. She felt as if she were all naked
legs, tits, ass, and pussy on display for all to see. She was
right!! A cab screeched to a halt, and Kim quickly got in,
remembering to lift her skirt. She let out a small cry as her bare
ass touched the cold leather seat of the cab. The cabbie seemed
unduly interested in his passenger until they finally reached the
Museum of Art.
Kim paid the cabbie and got out. Although the wind had died
down, she had to climb the three flights of stairs to the entrance
of the museum. She felt the stares of everyone climbing the stairs.
behind her. She was sure that the cheeks of her ass, if not her
Her entire pussy, was on display to those climbing after her. She
entered the building and had to climb another, steeper flight of
stairs to the second floor of the south wing of the building where
the Havermeyer collection was on display. Funny, she thought.
Here I am on display with some of the greatest art works of the
past two hundred years!! As she was instructed, she bought an
audio tape at the entrance to the collection.
She thought it odd that the man at the tape counter seemed to
pull out a special tape just for her. She plugged it in and began
to listen to the explanation of the collection as she walked around
the exhibit. As she walked, she noticed many people taking a
special interest in her. She seemed to always find herself near
the same group of interested men and a few women. Suddenly, the
tape changed.
"Kim, I have been observing you. I am observing you now. You
have done well. You have put your magnificent on full public
display. Your lessons in obedience will continue. Now you will
leave the exhibit. Before you leave, you will drop your purse in
the gift shop and squat down to pick it up. You will face the exit
of the exhibit as you do, and will part your legs slightly as you
pick up the purse. Your pussy will be on full view to whomever
comes out of the exhibit at the time. You will pick up your purse
as if nothing had happened and exit the exhibit and the museum.
You will walk along Central Park East until 72nd Street, where you
will hail a cab. You will take the cab to the New York Hilton
Hotel. You will go to the registration desk and introduce yourself
by your real name, produce identification, and ask for the key to
room 1501. You will place the key in your purse, and open the
envelope that will accompany the key. Further instructions will be
in the envelope. Leave now, and don't forget the purse incident
before you leave."
Kim looked around nervously, trying to pick out a likely
suspect as her "observer." She noticed several possibilities, but
she really had no idea. She proceeded to the exit into the gift
area and looked around. There were many people around, and people
were coming out of the display area constantly. There were simply
too many people to do what was asked of her! But she know she had
no choice. Anyway, hadn't she already made a display of her charms
on a public street? What difference would one more make? She
dropped her purse.
As it hit the floor, it made a terrible crashing sound, and
everyone looked her way. Now not only would she have to put
herself on display, everyone was noticing her at the time! She was
beet-red with embarrassment. She slowly squatted down, parted her
legs, giving the exiting men a full view of her pink pussy lips,
pouting clit, and slightly open vaginal entrance. She, picked up
her purse, and slowly got up. As she exited the exhibit, she heard
applause from the men. She quickly exited the building.
As she went back out on the street, she was quickly aware
again of the breeze flowing between her legs, and the stares of the
people as the sight of her scantily clad body strolled down the
street. Her 3" heels made her legs appear longer that reality, and
her strides were wide and graceful. Her hips swung widely, causing
her chiffon skirt to sway gracefully with each step, riding high on
her hips, even without the aid of the wind. The street was full of
the usual strollers, tourists, and derelicts, all gaping in awe at
her beauty and brazenness. In the bright sunlight, all her charms
were not quite hidden, but not quite visible. There was always a
suggestion of nipple, and pussy, but only on those rare occasions
when the wind would catch her skirt and whisk it to her waist would
the viewers truly get a view which would last them a lifetime. It
was during these brief minutes that Kim turned red with
embarrassment, and her clit grew fuller with excitement. She
approached 72nd Street, and hailed a cab. It was only a short time
before she reached the New York Hilton.
There was something about the hotel that bothered her, but she
could not remember just what it was. She entered the lobby,
thankful to be out of the wind. However, the guests in the hotel
paid her an equal amount of admiring stares as she approached the
registration desk. She announced her real name and asked for the
key to 1501. The desk clerk handed her the key and an envelope.
She placed the key in her purse, as instructed, and opened the
envelope on the way to the elevator:
Continued in Part III
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