In the early 90's I was working at a multiplex while I was in college. I was the concessions supervisor, which was a fun job - I was 20 and most of those I was in charge of were female and younger. Betsy, one of my classmates, had gotten me the job after we'd become fast friends. She introduced me to Renee. Renee was a Rubenesque, reasonably attractive blond with a beautiful voice, she was about 5 years older than me. During downtime she sang country tunes behind the concessions counter where we all worked. They were fun days and it was a good college job. I got my other friends from school into movies for free when I could.
One night, Betsy, Renee and I went out to an Applebees after work for drinks. I don't remember a lot of what was said (maybe some country singing from Renee at some point?) but I remember we had a good time with a lot of laughs. We must've been going into Thanksgiving break because as we were leaving, I remember giving Betsy a hug and a peck on the lips because it was the holidays. Renee, who I'd known for maybe a month or two, stepped up to me for the same routine. I was tipsy, so I didn't mind. When she leaned in for the peck, as she pressed her lips against mine she stuck her tongue deep into my mouth. It still may be the hottest thing anyone's ever done to me (outside of a bedroom). Anyway, I know when we pulled apart the shock must've registered on my face, and she caught my eye and nodded slightly, letting me know this was an offer.
I lived with my then future ex-wife at the time. And I knew Renee was living with a guy. But still my caustically low self esteem and little experience said go for it. Renee and I couldn't go anywhere for a bit. So, we started making out and pawing at each other during our daily 15 minute breaks. The first time we kissed, she asked me, "Did it have to be me?" By which I think she meant,
am I special, or were you just bored?
I don't remember how I answered, but the truth was probably a little of both. She made whatever decision she needed to based on my reply and we continued to have fun on our breaks. We would tongue wrestle and grope each other in quarter hour trysts in the back of the theaters.
One Saturday evening we were both on shift. We watched while it snowed on our cars thirty feet away in the parking lot. After a busy night with more than a few shared glances we timed our exits so that we were both leaving together. We walked together to my black 88 Jetta. I opened both doors and Renee got in on the passenger side. Once the doors closed we were in our own private snow frosted cocoon. Privacy, and for the first time. We were on each other a beat after this shared realization, tongues jammed in each other's mouths. Renee broke the kiss and started sucking my neck, then down my shirt (we were still fully winter clothed). She went lower and then started rubbing my cock through my jeans. She smiled up at me.
"Someone is very happy. I bet I can make him happier."
She started undoing my belt and pushing my pants down until my cock flopped out under the steering wheel. Our lips met as she lightly stroked my freed cock.
