We walk into the empty movie theater, holding hands. I let go of her hand as she slides into her seat in the back corner of the theater; I sit down beside her. We're early so we watch the ads while waiting for the rest of the people to straggle in. It's a Sunday afternoon matinee so there aren't many people here.
The trailers begin rolling. A movie about a lost dog, a tearjerker, a war movie, and another inevitable flop from Adam Sandler. I look over at her. She looks so sexy in her aqua blue sundress. Thin spaghetti straps that show off her shoulders, but don't do as well to hold in her generous D cup breasts. They're barely contained by the plunging neckline. The dress falls just to her knees, showing off her incredibly sexy calves. She has a pair of strappy sandals that match her dress and fire engine red toenails that match her personality. Her face is framed by her long, red hair. She has piercing blue eyes surrounded by long, dark lashes and plump, red lips. Even without her gorgeous breasts on display, she draws attention wherever she goes.
I run my hand down her leg and trace circles around her knee with my finger. She snuggles into my arm as the movie starts. It's one of those romantic comedies where boy and girl meet, fall in love, something happens, and they live happily ever after. She wanted to see this movie so it's what we're watching. I'll be lucky if I don't fall asleep. I drape my arm over her shoulders to get more comfortable. My hand accidentally brushes over her breast and she shivers and lets out a little moan. Maybe the movie won't be as boring as I thought.
I decide to see how far I can go before she stops me. I brush my open palm, slowly, across her breast, and cup the hefty globe. She's still watching the movie and hasn't put up any resistance. I begin rubbing my thumb across her nipple through the fabric. Still, no resistance. Pushing just a little further, I slide my hand past the dress and her lacy blue bra and rub my thumb across her naked nipple. This time, she arches her back and squeezes her legs as she moans gently. After a few minutes, I decide to really push my luck. I pop the breast closest to me out in the air and draw it into my mouth. I can tell she's apprehensive about her breast being bare in public but that doesn't stop her from running her hands through my hair while I massage her pert nipple with my tongue. I put her right breast back and show her left breast the same attention.
She's still watching the movie, but I can tell it really isn't holding her attention. I press my luck further and slide a hand under her dress and up her bare leg. As I move my hand further up her thigh, I move my mouth back to that little spot behind her ear that drives her crazy. She squirms in her seat and my finger slides down the middle of the panties that will prove to match her bra. She's clearly enjoying the attention, if the dampness of the lace between her legs is any indication. I press the pad of my thumb on her clit, through her panties, and slowly glide my thumb up and down her slit. She clamps her arms down on the armrests, closes her eyes, throws her head back, and lifts her hips off the seat.