As soon as i made contact with daves leg he turned quickly to look at me.
I was still staring straight forward at the screen but could see him out my peripheral vision.
For that brief period while he watched me, time seemed to pause, everything stopped.
This was it....what would he do?
It must have been only a few seconds we stayed like this....but.. oh my....it seemed to last forever.
Eventually, dave did move again.
And it wasn't to push my hand away.
While i continued to ignore him, staring straight ahead, i noticed him lean forward slightly to look past me at john.
He was checking what my husband was doing....that look for approval once again....oh so sweet....
But john appeared not to notice, still engrossed in the film.
Dave moved back in his seat, continuing to look at me briefly, then slowly returned his gaze to the film....leaving my hand where it was.
Mentally breathing a sigh of relief....so....i was over the first hurdle....now to push this forward.
With excitement consuming me from within, i slowly began to stroke up and down daves inner thigh, gently at first, using the tips of my fingers.
Instantly receiving another sharp movement from daves head, as he looked at me again, this time watching for longer.
Still i refused to return his gaze, staring straight ahead as though oblivious to what my hand was doing.
Dave again leaned forward to look at john, this time more noticeably, perhaps trying to catch my husbands attention?
It appeared not to work, as far as i could tell john was still unaware of what was going on.....oh god.....i can tell you....in those first few moments i was being eaten alive by excitement and anticipation.
But was there still a chance my advances would be rejected? The tension was killing me, but i must take it easy, had to.
Keep it at this level for a moment.
He again slowly returned his gaze to the screen.
However, this time when he did so, dave slumped back lower in his seat moving position.
Opening his legs wider....giving me more access to him....
I knew then, the moment he did that, i had him.
This really was it. His little movement, not only told me he was happy and comfortable with me touching him....but wanted me to continue.
Lots of emotions now flooded into me, relief... excitement...the anticipation of what was to come....oh...i was almost salivating at the thoughts and images which only recently were just imaginings... now about to happen.
Along with these serious emotions, another more light hearted one had sneaked in and in a typical moment for me i had to stifle a giggle.
This sometimes happens at 'serious' moments and the reader may remember this from other encounters I've written about.
I'll quickly explain what had tickled me.
Basically, the way dave moved so i could 'stroke' him better, reminded me very much of a friends dog.
A big rottweiler who is as soft as a brush.
The dog acts just like dave did, you've only to stroke him a little bit and he collapses before you, gets real comfy laying on his back with legs wide open for his belly stroked.
It was only a brief flashback but a humorous distraction for myself.
Who's mind now, was not just full of the heady mix of excitement and anticipation but also.... curiosity.
It's always extra special, 'having a feel', that first time.
Still staring straight ahead i let my hand wander higher and higher up the inside of daves loose fitting, baggy shorts.
My god he's hairy! That was my first thought as i explored higher.
Using my nails now, gently scratching the inside of his thigh...up and down...up and down.
Dare i risk a glance at him?
No....not yet...I'm enjoying this....oh so sweet anticipation too much.
However, it didn't take long for my curiosity to make the decision for me.
Because of the angle i was doing this from my right hand could only go so high.
I had to move position, get closer, and use my left hand....if i did, that would be it, there would be no more pretence....if indeed there was any left.
With the film getting closer to its end i made my move...
Removing my right hand from under his shorts i turned towards him in the seat and quickly resumed my caresses with my left hand.
Now at this better angle i had much more access and slid my hand all the way up daves hairy leg...to his groin.
I made eye contact with him now, slouched back in his seat....the same moment i made contact with his cock....yep...john was right he didn't wear underwear.
And he was already almost fully erect.
At that first contact between us, daves mouth opened wide at what would have been an audible gasp if not for the loud film noises.
He was staring right at me while i explored his most intimate area.....the film.... forgotten.
His eyes, in the gloom seemed to twinkle. His face occasionally lit by the flickering from dark to light on the big screen.
Daves eyes conveyed both anxiety and excitement at what i was doing.
As we stared at each other i saw him glance quickly away past me towards john.
It appeared he was asking me in a silent gesture...'what about your husband?'
I answered that question with my next movement, which was to wrap my fingers around daves hot, hardening shaft....and begin gently wanking him... under cover of his shorts.
Watching closely as he briefly closed his eyes and said something, which I'm sure i would have heard as 'oh..yes!', if not for the background noise of course.
This auditory deprivation bringing a new dimension to the already intense experience.
Daves cock now felt fully erect, it was good and hard, i would guess the length as the same as my huabands, however it was thicker and had more 'heft' to it.
Yes, it was bigger than johns, but not much bigger.
Also there was something different about the end of it.
Nothing odd, just different....i was intrigued.
I would later that evening, find out what that difference was.
But for now it appeared that any nerves dave possessed, were rapidly evaporating in the heat of the moment.
Shifting position in his seat, sitting up a little, quickly going for his shorts zipper....trying to pull it down but thumbling, his eagerness getting in the way.
While dave wrestled with the zipper, i explored further down the length of his throbbing shaft....going for his balls.
Upon finding the target my mouth fell open and if not for the background noise, anyone nearby would have heard me say, "oh...shit!"
