For weeks following her trip to the movie where she had striped herself then masturbated, the five foot seven inch, one hundred forty pound, auburn haired woman had stayed away from the movies. Every time she thought about going to the movies her bald pussy would get wet and her nipples on her B-cup chest would get hard.
Shelly had written the tale in her journal three or four days after that visit. She figured that she needed to have a record of what she did and that she was never going to read it again. That last part lasted a week. She didn't go to the movies, for fear of a repeat performance. On the seventh day after writing her tale she sat down and reread it to see how bad it was. Halfway through the story she stripped and stroked her pussy to orgasm while she finished reading it.
It took her another two weeks before opening the journal again, all the while not going to the movies. This time she was sitting on her couch her laptop on her lap desk was resting on her bare thighs. She was using her written word to help her relive the experience. She had put her remote control vibrator in her pussy before opening the journal and was changing the intensity of the vibe for different parts of the tale. After that time she did make her way back to the movies and caught up on the ones she wanted to see that had opened while she stayed away, but she didn't go to the movies like she normally did, just enough to see the new movies.
A couple days after catching up on her movies is where this tale really started. She used her vibe to climax while reading the story then climaxed throughout the night with it in. The next day she decided that she wanted to see one of the movies she had seen again. She confirmed the time and got dressed.
The ticket taker directed her to the theater her movie was playing in. On the way there she ran into a friend, or more of a good acquaintance, that she had met by going to the movies so often. She thought that he was cute, but wasn't ready for a boyfriend at this time. He smiled and said, "Hey, Shelly, long time no see."
She responded with a lie about work making her stay away for the last few weeks. She smiled and waved to him as she left him to find her seat in the theater before the movie started. He didn't mind because he had to go off to clean another theater.
By some wild coincidence the theater her movie was in today was the same theater she had her little thing in before. She entered the room with a little apprehension. There were only five people in the room and she did her normal thing of moving to a really unoccupied area, which was near the front of the stadium seating. A few minutes later another person came in and sat near her. She was a little annoyed that they sat so close, so she moved and ended up sitting in the back of the room like last time. She giggled nervously to herself and settled in for the entertainment.
Shortly the lights went down and the previews started. She laughed and gasped at the scenes in the previews. All the while sipping at her drink. The nearest person to her, a young woman, this time was maybe half the distance of the last time she was in that theater. All Shelly could tell that it was a young woman with blonde hair under a ball cap.
As the movie started, she found her feet were under her legs and her shoes were on the floor. When she dressed before going to the movies, she had put on full shoes, albeit slip-ons, thinking that having full shoes on would discourage herself from removing any clothing. She realized that she wore the wrong shoes with a giggle and just relaxed.
A couple minutes later, she knew that she wanted more. With another giggle and a quick look around she reached down and opened the fly of her shorts. She lifted her butt off the seat and pushed her cargo shorts over her hips and down to her thighs. She had put on a thong under the shorts, so when she put her ass down without the shorts covering it, she put her bare ass on the leather seat. She thrilled at the feeling and wiggled on the seat to really get a feel for it. When she dressed, she hadn't thought about what she was putting on as her underwear, since she was wearing more conservative clothes as her outer wear. That's why she was wearing her light red thong and it didn't match her bra.
She sat like that for maybe half an hour before she decided to remove her shorts all the way. Only as she was moving to take off her shorts did she find that she had been active while she sat there. She was wearing a black bowling shirt that had been buttoned up all the way when she left the house, but at this time in the movie she found that the shirt was fully open showing off her black lace bra. She was so relaxed and comfortable with her butt on the seat that she had gone the whole time without thinking and let her hands wander to undo the buttons on her shirt.
With a lust filled giggle, she removed both her shorts and shirt. She then sat back to enjoy the newest feelings, but realized quickly, almost instantly, that the bra needed to go too. At least she justified the idea of taking the bra off with the idea that she wanted to feel the leather against her bare back since she was already pressing so much skin into the seat. All her clothes went to the seat on her left, laid out separately to make it easier to get dressed before the movie ended.
While she sat there trying to watch the movie, she was thinking on her wardrobe. She had thought that she had selected a comfortable and conservative outfit. Under more scrutiny she realized that her subconscious had played a naughty trick on her. The loose shorts, thong, comfortable shirt and lacy bra were comfortable, but she would have selected a plain bra and full panties had she really thought about what she should have dressed in. Anyway, she was happy now that she was seated on the soft leather seat with just a thong covering her pussy.
As she thought about being in the chair in her panties, she then thought, "Why the hell am I sitting in my panties when I have taken everything else off?" With a smile she lifted her butt up and slipped the waistband down and past her ass. Once she got the waist below her butt without showing her pussy, she placed her butt back down. Just as she was about to put her feet down to remove the final piece of clothing, she saw movement to her left. In fear she grabbed her shirt and draped it over her chest in an attempt to cover up.
The movement she saw was a guy near the front getting up and exiting the theater. She could tell that he was just going to the restroom. With a blushing grin she started lowering the shirt again when she heard, "That's hot," from beside and a little behind her. Shelly panicked, and in her panic dropped her shirt into her lap exposing her tits to the room again. She looked around to see the young woman that had been in front of her was now seated in the row behind her and leaning over the back of Shelly's row of seats.
Shelly then hurriedly tried to get dressed. She snatched her shirt up and flipped it over her shoulders before dropping it down her up-stretched arms. As it fell she leaned farther forward to let it drop all the way down. She buttoned the middle button and reached for her shorts.
Before she could get her hands on her shorts, she felt a tap on her right shoulder. She grabbed and pulled her shorts into her lap as she looked toward the tap. The young woman was now in Shelly's row, one seat between the two of them.
She was surprised to see the young woman sitting near her. She was also surprised to see that the woman was partially nude. She was wearing a summer dress that buttoned up the front and was unbuttoned from between her braless tits all the way down, in other words just the top button of the dress was still closed. The sides of the dress were pulled behind her, exposing her body from just below her nipples, hiding them from view, on her large chest to her feet. Shelly couldn't see between the woman's legs, but did see a small strip of hair where the screen-lit thighs came together.
