Slipping inside the lobby that afternoon she paid for her ticket, glaring slightly at the young man behind the counter who stared at her, obviously wondering what she was doing in a place like this.
It was not often they had female patrons in this cinema, it tended to appeal more to the tastes of men... and there she was, standing about 5'6" tall, her hair fell as a fiery waterfall down to her waist.
Although she was wrapped in a long black leather coat it was obvious that she had a nicely rounded figure, the belt nipped in to emphasise her slender waist, full breasts and hips.
Opening the door she stepped into the darkness of the screening room, it was obvious that the afternoon's entertainment had already started judging by the cheesy music and the moans coming from within the room.
She walked along the gangway between the back wall of the room and the last row of seats: glancing towards the rows of seats she could see a few men sitting well away from each other within the front several rows, and then she saw him...
He was sitting alone in the back row, she could see by the light of the screen that he looked nothing like the shifty looking men at the front of the cinema, he was fairly handsome, impeccably dressed in a well tailored suit and he looked very well groomed. Smiling to herself she knew he was the one, taking a seat in his row just a couple of seats away from him.
If he saw her it was never acknowledged, he gave no indication that he had seen the woman wearing the long leather coat and gloves as she slipped into a seat by him.
Sitting silently for a few minutes she watched as the lack of plot was unveiled on the big screen. As the actors 'if that's what you could call them' she mused, got down and dirty in the movie, she could see the men sitting at the front of the grimy little cinema fidgeting furtively. With a slight glance at the man, he was staring straight ahead still.
Shifting in her seat slightly she opened the belt of her leather coat and allowed it to fall open, had anyone looked at that point they would have seen that aside from the coat, gloves, spike heeled shoes, stockings and a tiny scrap of lace masquerading as panties; she was naked.
Arching her back the coat fell open further as her naked breasts pushed forward. Without a sound she watched out of the corner of her eyes, watching for a reaction from him as she raised her leather gloved hands over her bare flesh, stroking them upwards over her stomach and breasts, pausing to pinch her nipples as they stiffened in the cool air of the cinema.
He wasn't moving but she saw him glancing in her direction and she smiled inwardly knowing that she now had him where she wanted him. With one gloved hand remaining on her breast and nipple, she ran the other back down her stomach before slipping it between her thighs, which she opened wider to accommodate her touch. Still facing forward as though entranced by the scenes happening on the screen she was casting her eyes towards him and was gratified to see that he was now turning from the movie to her in turn, but each glance in her direction was lasting longer and longer. Pretending she was unaware of him still she pressed the lace underwear into her pussy, feeling the lace and leather gliding smoothly over her obviously wet flesh. Knowing that he was again watching her, she raised her gloved hand to her mouth and snaked out her tongue to lick her own juices from the warm leather that encased her fingers.
As though in a private place where no-one could see, she slipped the coat from her shoulders, leaving her naked for anyone to see. Returning her hand between her thighs she stroked herself through her panties until she was aching for a closer touch, so she reached down and removed them. Now clad merely in stockings, shoes and leather gloves. With a sigh she knew he would have heard, she replaced her hand between her thighs and pressing her leather encased fingers harder and harder against her clit and then slipping one and then two inside her. Stroking herself deep inside, she moaned deeply without realising it and even shocked her as she heard it slip by her lips, glancing to her side she saw that he was now not even pretending to watch the film on the screen, his eyes were transfixed on her and she glanced down his body to see that he was stroking his cock through his trousers.
Meeting his gaze their eyes locked and she smiled at him, and then stood quietly before walking between the rows of seats towards him. Not caring that had anyone else turned at that point they would have seen her walking through the cinema naked. Stepping between his legs she kept her eyes on his face and dropped silently to her knees between his thighs. He opened his mouth with a gasp and looked like he might speak, so she raised her gloved hand to his lips and whispered "sshhh..."
Knowing that he would he would be aware of the combination of warm leather and the sweet, musky, womanly scent of her juices. She placed her other hand on the bulge in his trousers and watched his face as the bulge grew beneath her touch. Using both hands she release his cock from within the confines of his clothing, and ran her gloved hand down the shaft of his cock and felt it twitch. Still looking into his eyes she lowered her head and flicked her tongue across the swollen tip. She saw his eyes cloud over and the muscles of his face twitch at this slight touch.
