The following is a true story and actually happened. Although the event took place some years ago it is still very fresh in my memory, but I do admit to making one or two small embellishments as it is difficult to remember every detail in its entirety.
I was manning a stand at a two-day trade exhibition, and during the afternoon of the first day I was in the refreshment room with one or two colleagues from other companies. We had been discussing the previous night's television programme about what were then called "Blue" films, and as we broke up to go back to our respective stands Mandy quietly remarked, "I've never seen a blue film." No-one else seemed to have heard her, or of they did they were taking no notice, but I stopped and turned to her. "Haven't you?" I asked her. Mandy was in her thirties and although not a stunner she was quite attractive.
"Never," she replied, "but I'm sure my husband has from the way he gets some of his ideas."
I knew that there were two adult cinemas not too far away – about half an hour by car – as I had been to both of them in the past. I hesitated a little, though, before asking her, "Would you like to see one? There are a couple of cinemas that show them not too far away."
She looked a little shocked, and blushed, then said, "Let me think about it." And she almost ran off back to her stand.
However, an hour or so later I turned from dealing with a customer to find Mandy standing behind me. She blushed a little again as she said, "I've thought about it. Would you mind taking me? But not a word to anyone else or I'll kill you."
We were both staying in the same hotel, as this hotel had special prices for the trade show, and I arranged to meet her in the bar for an early snack meal.
I had already made some discreet enquiries and found that one of the cinemas had a "couples only" night that evening, and so when I met her for the snack I put it to her that she might be less embarrassed if there were only couples present.
She was pleased about that, and said that it would make her feel easier if there were other females present.
"I have already showered," she told me, "but I was still a little hesitant until you told me that I would not be the only woman in the cinema, so I shall go and make a quick change of clothing. I promise not to be more than about ten minutes."
I had wondered why she was still in her business suit, but thought that perhaps that she had no other outfits with her, but now I saw that she had still been a little uncertain.
I had a swift drink at the bar whilst I waited, then to my surprise she appeared in just under the promised ten minutes! And I liked what I saw!
She had changed her business skirt for a much shorter one, about half-way up her thighs, and a less severe black nylon top which was semi-transparent enough to show her black bra beneath. Even her black opaque tights seemed to have been replaced by black nylon – whether stockings or tights I could not tell, and doubted whether I would ever really find out, even though my mind was full of lecherous wishes. After all, I was taking a married woman to a sex-film, even though she had always acted extremely respectably whenever we had met, always telephoning her husband when she was away, and whenever we had previously met up she had always appeared to be a paragon of virtue.
Anyway, we got into my car and I drove to the cinema, where I managed to park my car down a little-used side street, as the cinema had no car park of its own.
On reaching the box office we found that there were two other couples in front of us, although their ages were well below ours, probably early twenties. They all four seemed to be together, and in fact asked for four seats.
"Two doubles" said the girl receptionist, handing them their tickets.
I asked for and received a double ticket, and we entered the dimly lit auditorium where a film was already showing. There were no usherettes in this cinema, so we had to find our own places, which was not as easy as usual owing to the lack of light.
However, we found a row which was empty, and stumbled along towards the middle, where we sat down. I noticed that for "couples" night the management had already adjusted the seats so that alternate arm-rests had been raised to make all seats into doubles.
Decorously we sat side by side, tempted though I was to put my arm round her. But I did not know what her reaction might have been had I tried anything on too early. On the screen we were watching a huge cock being fondled by a girl, and I glanced at Mandy to see her reaction. She seemed enthralled, and I was just about to sneakily slide my arm round her shoulders when we heard a shuffle behind us and something knocked into our backs.
Immediately we both turned round to see that what had knocked into us were in fact two feet belonging to a girl who was now sitting with her feet resting on our seat, legs wide apart, which meant that we were looking straight up between her legs to where her partner's hand was already inserting itself into her knickers. As we looked up at her to see her reaction to disturbing us she smiled and said, "Sorry" in a soft tone, and removed her feet by bringing them both onto the edge of her own seat!
Mandy smiled at me, her face showing no shock but actually showing almost an expression of envy! I took my cue and tentatively stretched my arm round her back and she leaned forwards to allow me to do so.
But when my hand gently brushed against the side of her breast she reached up with her own hand and pulled it further round so that it was actually cupping it! And what was more her hand remained over mine and began to put on a little pressure until it was fondling her breast in no uncertain manner.
Mandy now snuggled closer to me, bringing her head closer, and as I turned my own head towards her it was mutual that our mouths met in a kiss which started with a peck then was followed immediately by a full tonguing!
Seconds later we broke apart, guiltily turning our heads towards the screen, as Mandy murmured, almost to herself, "Remember you're a married woman, Mandy. What would Derek think if he knew what you were up to?" But she kept the pressure on my hand cupping her breast just the same.
For a few more minutes we watched the action on the screen, where any amount of fucking was taking place, with hardly any story, as is usual with that type of film.
Then, gradually, Mandy began to lean towards me again, her hand still keeping up the pressure on mine, and once more she turned as her lips opened again for a second but more intense kiss. This time we lingered even more, only breaking away as Mandy whispered, "Bugger Derek!" To which I replied, "I wouldn't want to!"
Mandy, in answer to that retort, laughed quietly as she took her hand off mine and quickly began to unfasten her blouse. "My bra has a front fastening," she breathed into my ear, taking my free hand and placing it directly onto the centre of the bra.
It was a simple matter to release the fastener and as the two cups swung apart she removed my encircling arm to allow both my hands to come into contact with her bare breasts.
Once again we kissed, and as we broke away next time she deliberately turned round to look at the girl behind us who had given us such a sight previously. Automatically I also turned to see that she still had both legs on her seat, but that she was now knickerless, her partner's hand playing with the hairs which hid most of her pussy.
Looking up we saw that she was fully aware of our attention but her only reply was to smile back at us.
Mandy again turned to me for a kiss, then broke away to say in a voice which was no longer a whisper, "I shave mine. Or rather, Derek does it."
