We have been spending so much time staying in (not that that hasn't been great,) so we decide to go to see a movie at a local theatre. We walk hand in hand to the ticket counter, and decide to see something that is not a new release. Less chance of the theatre being crowded that way. We get our tickets, and go in to find our seats. It is absolutely deserted in there. Just you, me and rows of seats. We choose a cozy dark spot in the back. Before we sit, you lift the arm rest between our seats to remove any barriers between us. We snuggle up close together.
I ask you, "What are we seeing again?"
You reply, "I have no idea."
We laugh, and you move closer to kiss me. I respond to your soft, sweet lips on mine. My body reacts immediately. I feel the familiar stirring in my loins. You have such an effect on me, and I sense that you are having the same feelings. I sigh softly, while you explore my mouth with your lips and your tongue. I move my hand, sliding under your arm, and down to your crotch until I am feeling the hardness growing under your clothes. I stroke you softly. We hear a few other people come into the room. We back off a little, still sitting very close together.
You mutter, "Damn it!"
I laugh at you, and tell you, "Be patient, Baby. The lights will go down soon."
You reply, "Yeah, but will you?"
Smiling, I tell you, "Yes, sometime today, certainly."
We hold hands, and wait for the movie to begin. We talk small talk. It's good to be with you. We have such a strong sexual attraction for each other. We have just met in person so recently, that we have spent a lot of time in the bedroom. No complaints here, but it is still good to get out of the house a little. Suddenly the lights dim, and the previews start. There are no people sitting within about 10 rows of us. You put your hand to my face and pull me to you.
You kiss me and say, "Want to try this again?"
My response is to kiss you back and return my hand to your still hard cock. I stroke you and imagine having that beautiful hard cock inside me. I moan and hope it wasn't too loud. I almost forgot where we are. You are smart enough to wear elastic waist shorts. I slowly move my hand under your shirt, and move down until I am sliding into your pants with my hand. I make skin to skin contact. You shift in your seat to allow me access to your balls. I stroke there first, and I hear your breathing change. I move to your cock and hold on tightly while I move my hand up and down, increasing the pressure. I alternate between your cock and your balls. I don't want you to cum. This a teaser for later activities. I do this for a while, then remove my hand.
I whisper in your ear, "I'll finish this later, Baby; any way you want?"
You say, "Any way? I'm going to hold you to that."
We start watching the movie; it's actually pretty good. All of a sudden I feel your hand on my leg, the inside of my thigh, to be exact. I look at you, and you have that adorable grin on your face. I instinctively close my legs, and you gently coax them apart by applying pressure on my leg. I comply and scoot down a little in my seat and spread wider for you. You move slowly up my thigh, trailing your fingers softly. The feeling is incredible, while I wait for that first touch. When you reach my center, you are expecting to have to slide your hand inside my panties, but find that there are no panties.
You lean over and whisper, "Well, you bad girl, you."
I whisper back, "Only for you."
Your fingers graze the outer lips of my pussy, and I can't sit still at all. I'm having a very hard time not moaning out loud. You finally spread my lips with your fingers and feel the wetness you have created. You stroke me all over up and down. Then I slide further down in the seat, and your fingers enter me. You explore me thoroughly. I want you to touch my clit so badly, and I want you to avoid it at the same time. I know you can make me have a screaming orgasm, and I can't scream here! You touch it anyway. I am going crazy. You get me almost there, then suddenly stop. You kiss me and put your tongue in my mouth.
When you pull away, you tell me, "I'll finish this later for you, too. Any way I want, remember?"
I groan softly, and tell you, "You are such a tease! But I did say any way you want, and I meant it."
You stick the hand that was just driving me crazy into the popcorn, and you pop a few pieces into your mouth. You look at me and smile while you lick your fingers thoroughly.
You smile and say, "Mmmmmmmmmmm, good popcorn."
I laugh at you softly, and lean towards you putting my head on your shoulder. We hold hands and caress each other occasionally, rubbing legs or hands, but avoiding what we really want. The tension is building deliciously. We watch the rest of the movie. I'm not sure how well we are concentrating on it, though. We hold hands on the way back to the car, not saying anything, just knowing we are both desperate to get to someplace private. When we get into the car, you take my hand and kiss it and hold it while we drive back to my house. When we get to the house, it is deserted. The kids are all off at friend's houses. What a break. I can't wait any longer to have you. I lock the front door and put on the deadbolt, so no one can surprise us. I tell you to light a fire in the fireplace, while I get some blankets. A storm has just started brewing outside, almost as strong as the one brewing inside. I can hear the rain start, pounding strongly on the roof. I see bolts of lightening through the window and hear the thunder start. I love to make love all through a stormy night; and in front of the fireplace, with you, is going to be perfect. I gather lots of blankets and pillows for lots of plush comfort. I arrange them in front of the fireplace. I return from the kitchen with some glasses, and a bottle of wine that I had chilling. You have the fire roaring by the time I do all that. I hand the wine to you to open.
I tell you, "Guess what? We have the whole house to ourselves all night. The kids are staying over at their friends' tonight."
