Author's note - this is the second part of a three part series. The first part, "Poster boy - a 'hole' new story" can be found in the 'exhibitionist & voyeur" section, as can the third installment "Poster boy - 2 sides to every 'hole'".
My friend Ann asked me to write this for her. Ann and Ken are based on real people but the situation is fictitious. I hope you will give all three parts a try.
Thank you and enjoy! :)
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"Mind if we sit towards the back? I hate being too close," I say, although in actuality I'm just hoping we will make out and don't want to deal with prying eyes.
"Sure, wherever you like," Ann says smiling.
One of the benefits of going to the movies at 1 pm on a Wednesday is that the theater is practically empty. At any rate it's not a large venue, so even though we are two rows from the back, the screen still fills our view. I grab Ann's hand and we walk the narrow, vacant row, till we are just about in the center.
"Is this okay?" I check with her.
"Yeah it's fine," she agrees, and we flip the plush seats down and sit.
I place our shared medium soda (which is actually huge) in the cup holder and casually scan the room making a mental note on where the spattering of other patrons are seated.
Man, It looks like an old folks recreation center in here.
I think the average age, other than Ann and I, is about 70.
Ann offers me some popcorn and I grab a hand full. We make small talk and joke around as we wait for the lights to go down and the previews to start.
It's amazing to me how comfortable we are even though we've only known each other a short time. From the first moment I saw her I was instantly attracted, and I'm so happy I worked up the courage to ask her out.
I've always been deathly shy. My teen years were filled with nothing but loneliness and depression. I finally hit rock bottom last year and I got to a point where I was just so sick and tired of wallowing in sadness and excuses that I decided I needed to make some real changes in my life. So over this past year I
forced myself
to do things to help build my self confidence and break out of my shell. I started working out and paying more attention to my diet in order to add some muscle onto my slim frame, I got a new haircut, bought some cooler clothes and enrolled in school.
The pinnacle of this was asking Ann out on this date. Even though I was so nervous that my mouth was as dry as sandpaper and my words trembled as they tumbled out of my mouth, I'm proud of myself for never wavering and following through. Ultimately I was rewarded when she said yes!
God, I was so excited to go out with her that I could barely sleep last night in anticipation of our date!
Ann is amazing! She has a sharp wit, and a twisted sense of humor that matches my own. Her warm laugh is natural and easy, and her smile lights up a room. It's so refreshing to meet a woman who doesn't take themselves too seriously and can joke and laugh about all kinds of things, even subjects that aren't necessarily "PC". Not only do I really like her, but just as importantly, I get the impression she is equally attracted to me.
As we wait for the movie to start we are sitting angled towards each, our knees touching. Ann is holding the humongous tub of popcorn I bought for us, and we are devouring handfuls of the puffed pieces of salty goodness as we gossip about our classmates and professors.
Excitedly she also tells me she is about to pledge Alpha Sigma Sigma with her two best friends. She is very excited about this, and I think I fall for her a little more as I watch her beautiful face light up, explaining that it was their dream for the past few years to come to this school together and become sorority sisters. It turns out their mothers all pledged Alpha Sigma Sigma some twenty-five years ago and have been lifelong friends ever since. Consequently, Ann and her two friends Barbara and Lisa, grew up together and are eager to follow in their mother's footsteps, sealing their friendship in sorority sisterhood.
She is so into her story in fact, that she forgets to share the popcorn for a few minutes leaving me empty handed. Teasingly I tell her not to hog it all, and she laughs as she tosses a few pieces at me. Opening my mouth just as the barrage of popcorn hits my face, I happen to catch one in my mouth.
Giggling uncontrollably, we start tossing kernels of popcorn into each others open mouths, or try to at any rate, since we only succeed about one in every ten tries. Our "popcorn toss challenge" has us laughing way to loudly for this public setting, and we are right in the middle of it when the lights finally go down.
As the first preview starts playing we know we need to stop and quiet down, but instead we roar with laughter, as Ann's last shot ricochets off the top edge of my glasses, and against all odds, gets stuck in the curl of hair on my forehead.
"hahahaha! Oh my God I'm going to pee in my panties!" Ann says laughing hysterically.
"Shhhh! Okay you win!" I'm laughing almost as hard as she is, but I quickly try to contain myself because of all the stern elderly faces I glimpse looking back at us. I remove the popcorn from my hair and eat it, which only makes Ann laugh even harder.
By the end of the second preview we have more or less quieted down, except for a few random fits of suppressed giggles that keep erupting now and again. As the feature begins, Ann slides over until the right side of her body is resting lightly against my left shoulder and I reach out and hold her hand.
For the first half hour of the film all I can think of is how can I make a move and kiss her. My mind runs through a number of possible scenarios, from the old "yawn and stretch hug", to kissing her hand first to gauge her reaction, to just boldly leaning over and going for it.
I decide to go with option "B", and I bring her hand up to my mouth and gently press my lips the back of it. It gets her attention and she turns to look at me. Her pretty blue grey eyes, killer cheekbones and glossy pink lips illuminated by the flickering reflected light of the movie, melts my heart. She looks so beautiful all my fears and doubts evaporate.
I lean over and softly kiss her waiting lips. Her tongue is sweet and salty from the soda and popcorn, and tastes absolutely delicious. It makes me want to stroke and wrap my tongue around hers, all that much more. She turns towards me as our kiss becomes harder and more intense, and I place my right hand around her tiny waist as she wraps her left arm around my shoulder.
