Wendy waited impatiently for the movie to start. It was already fifteen minutes past midnight and the girl's foul mood was obvious even to the popcorn boy. Her date for the evening had stood her up, none of her friends were around, and the only resort for entertainment was a lonely midnight movie. Sighing, she leaned back in the scratchy seat as the lights finally dimmed.
The theatre door opened and closed quickly, flashing a spear of light at the opening curtains. A dim figure strolled down the aisle. She seated herself next to Wendy, further annoying the already unhappy girl. The theatre was nearly empty; there was no reason why this woman had to sit just one seat away. The pre-movie advertisements for popcorn and licorice boomed to life and Wendy glanced at the newcomer out of the corner of her eye.
Wendy's neighbor was wildly sexy. Her dark hair floated wildly around her creamy complexioned face and her blue eyes flashed merrily in the illumination from the movie screen. The girl wore a nearly see-through blouse and long black skirt, and even in the dim light Wendy could see that she had no bra. All and all, she appeared to be ready for a night at the dance clubs rather than the movies.
The film started and Wendy turned her attention to the screen. Almost immediately, the other girl propped her feet up on the seat in the next row. For the next ten minutes, both women were absorbed by the intense prison break unfolding before them. Soon after, however, the movie turned to an impressively provocative sex scene. About two minutes later, as a lithe blonde's naked ass undulated on the screen, Wendy once again glanced at her neighbor. The movie was quickly forgotten as Wendy realized with a shock what the other woman was doing.
The girl's feet still rested on the corners of the seat before her and her skirt was pushed up around her waist. Beneath, she obviously wore nothing. With one hand the dark-haired girl was stroking the inside of her thighs lightly. The other was busy at the apex of her legs, slowly massaging her clit with a circular motion.
Wendy sat silently, transfixed by the sight of the masturbating woman. The scene on the screen soon changed, but Wendy's neighbor continued touching herself. Wendy turned around quickly, blond curls bouncing, and scanned the theatre. No one else seemed to have noticed what was going on in Wendy's row and she knew that the theatre workers very rarely checked out the screening rooms while a movie was playing. Breathing somewhat quickly, Wendy turned her attention back to the action one seat away.
