A couple of evenings ago my boyfriend and I went out on a date. It was the classic dinner-and-a-movie combo and I'd been looking forward to seeing him all day. We met at the cinema and when I saw him I didn't know if I could resist him. He was standing in the sunshine and when I got to him I gave him such a passionate kiss that he actually got embarrassed about people being able to see us. I didn't care though, felt like I couldn't keep my hands off him!
We were early for the film and so we got two seats in the back row and whispered and kissed like naughty teenagers until the adverts started. I could tell that despite his embarrassment outside he was getting aroused by my obvious desire for him as well as the revealing clothing I was wearing for his benefit; I was wearing my tight jeans and a low-cut, flimsy strappy top. As we were kissing and whispering a few other people came into the cinema including a middle-aged couple who came and sat in the row in front of us.
When the lights dimmed and the adverts started he pushed me back into my seat and leaned against me, kissing me hard. With his right hand he roughly pulled aside my flimsy top, exposing my breasts. As his kissed me he rubbed and squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples which got me really excited. I could feel myself getting wet. Through the fabric of his jeans I could feel him getting hard and big and I was pleased about it. By this stage I was leaning back in my seat and he was leaning between my legs, kissing me and groping me as if he couldn't resist me.