Jewellâs recent encounters with Brian reminded her of how much she enjoyed his company. So when he called her to chat, she invited him out to go watch a movie while her boyfriend was away on business.
A bottle of wine and 2 beers later, the pair was blitzed. Their conversation had started to get raunchy having played a few rounds of âI Neverâ to pass the time before the movie started. Jewell had admitted to masturbating frequently and furiously with her favorite vibrator while thinking of Brian massaging her, and Brian admitted that he had jacked off in his car after the massage.
Clearly intoxicated, the pair made their way to the movies and purchased tickets for âOnce Upon a Time in Mexico.â The theater was relatively empty, and in their drunken state, Jewell and Brian took seats near the back , dead center, hoping to not annoy anyone with their planned running commentary throughout the movie. But the theater filled up with a few more people, and the two were disappointed to see that a few guys had sat behind them, and a couple sat in front of them.
As the film started to play, it became painfully obvious what a cinematic flop they were witnessing. Fortunately, Brian had brought a flask of Malibu rum which he generously added to the jumbo coke they were sharing to liven up the situation. Jewell was amused. âI always like to be prepared,â he winked.
Upon putting down the drink in the cup holder between them, Brian glanced over to see that Jewellâs nipples were poking through the thin material of her lycra shirt. He felt his cock start to get hard. The alcohol was clearly having an effect on his libido.
Jewell was already frisky from their flirting at the bar when Brian leaned over and whispered in her ear, âWhat color are your panties?â
Jewell felt herself blush, but she decided to play along. âLime green, and sheer,â she had worn a favorite pair of Calvin Kleins that she had received from her ex. Emboldened by the alcohol, she said, âWanna see?â as she tugged up her skirt a little so that the bottoms of her thong peaked out from under, ever so cautious of the guys sitting behind her.
Brian felt his dick getting hard in his khaki pants. âNo, I want you to take them off.â
Jewell gulped. She hadnât expected Brian to be so forward, but her pussy was already wet with excitement. âOk, save my seat. Iâll go to the bathroom.â
âNo, take them off here,â Brian said firmly.
Jewell looked around nervously. She looked at the couple in front of them, and couldnât see anything but the back of their heads. She surmised that the boys sitting behind her wouldnât be able to see anything either. She quietly hiked up her skirt a little higher, grabbed the thin waistband, and slowly let them drop around her ankles. Jewell pulled her skirt down again, and looked Brian straight in the eyes and said, âLike that?â
Brian was beside himself. Even though he had seen Jewell naked before, it had always been in the context of a massage. He was a naughty boy, though, and liked seeing how far he could push the situation, and it certainly seemed that Jewell was enjoying every minute of it.
He reached over and started to lightly stroke Jewellâs thigh, pushing her skirt higher and higher with each pass. After a minute, he could see her bald pussy glistening under the dim light of the theater.
âThatâs nice, Jewell. Are you wet?â he asked even though he knew the answer.