It was late on a hot summer night in July. The dinner theatre was boring, really not for me. The only redeeming quality about it was the girl I had brought with me. The theatre was separated into various tables grouped around the stage. We choose a table in the middle and sat with friends. The theatre seated the girls on one side and my buddy and I on the other. It was kind of silly to me, but it falls in line with traditional formal dinning.
The food was decent and the drinks were at least cold. The performer seemed like it was his first time on stage. His routine was chalked full of mistakes and gaffes. My girlfriend must have shared my disinterest as she repeatedly ordered drinks. I stopped after about four or five but she easily worked over seven or eight. When the show finally ended the house lights stayed low but got bright enough that even my buddy noticed my girlfriends dress.
Her dress had been hiked up and the split was wide open exposing her red panties. He just nudged me and giggled as he walked away. He stepped around the table towards his date and into a better position. She was slow on the recovery as it took her a few seconds to realize he was looking straight at her panties. Maybe she planned it that way? I did not ask. She stared at me as she straightened her dress and rose to her feet. Her nipples were pressing hard against her shirt telling me and my buddy exactly what was going on. As he stared at her, his girlfriend turned to see what had caught his interest. She was not very pleased to say the least.
We headed to the car as my girlfriend slid her hand into my back pocket and her head onto my shoulder. I looked down into her eyes and could tell that she was totally drunk. What I did not know was that every time this girl drank she got extremely aroused.
She slid her free hand around my front to give me a hug as we walked. This became difficult for her as the alcohol was affecting her balance. She slid her hand off my waist and dragged it directly across my rising cock. She started squeezing my ass inside of my pocket pulling down my underwear as we walked. Luckily the car was parked down the street and it took a bit to get to it.
It felt uncomfortable to walk down the street with my ass hanging out of my shorts, but I survived. The older dress pants I was wearing had a small hole in the back pocket which was no match for her forcing fingers. I finger drilled into the hole and ripped it open enough for her index finger. She expertly reached for my asshole as we walked. It was just out of reach, but she could occasionally scrap a finger nail in the right spot. I was getting caught up in the moment and started to forget where I was.
I reached out for her and grabbed her breast. I made no attempt to pretend that I was trying to do anything else. I squeezed her little b cup nipples as it pressed hard against the bra. She dug her fingers into my ass and grabbed my cock with her other hand. She squeezed my balls as hard as she could to the point were I yelped out in pain. She giggled and released me. I slowly slid my hand back onto her ass and grabbed a handful.
He light weight dress did little to protect her from my groping hand. I returned the favour and headed towards her asshole. When she realized what I was doing she turned and walked slightly ahead of me to give me better access. At the moment of contact she paused and strode into a wide gate to grant me better entry. I grazed and groped and wasn't getting much out of it. I was getting a little frustrated. I wanted to give her some pleasure and keep her arousal level at a peak or at least headed in the right direction.
The street was dark except for the light standards so I made a big move. I pulled up the back of her dress and exposed her panties. I roughly rubbed her as my hand felt to soft skin of her ass. I ran my hand under the edge of her panties and forced her underwear up into a wedgie. I twirled my finger and the material and gave it a sharp yank up and she swooned with pleasure. I held it tight up into her ass and pussy as we walked, my arm exposing her ass to anyone who was walking behind us. She did not care. Her hand forced down sharply into my pocket as the material finally gave way.
I heard an audible rip as my pants were pulled downward as she continued to rip my pocket.
A thought popped into my mind, "She just ripped my pants!"
The though was quickly dashed as she massaged my ass. I felt kind of nice too. We stopped at a corner waiting for the traffic to clear. I heard a couple of guys coming up behind us, snorting and laughing as they waited. I thought, what the hell, let's give them a little show.
