This happened earlier this year while we were down in Houston. I cannot believe it happened as it is so unlike me. My husband Jim suggested I put it in writing, and I figured why not, later we can look back at this event as the real starting point for my new alter ego slut. Jim and I are a mature couple who just started dipping our toes into "the lifestyle" now that the kids are gone.
I guess I should describe myself. I am in my late 50s and I try to always carry myself with grace and dignity. I am an educator - and some folks tell me - a pillar in our community. When not teaching, I spend a lot of time with church events, charity drives, and community service projects. I am a mother and grandmother. So you can see how I could never let this "dark" side of me become known. I stand 5'5", have what you could say is a full and prominent bust, and a curvy alluring silhouette. I enjoy wearing dresses that highlight my well-endowed chest without being ostentatious. I have been told that I have an attractive hourglass figure. My silver-streaked hair is usually styled in soft curls, to frame my smiling face.
Ok, back to the story. Jim had a business trip lined up in Houston. It aligned with my schedule so I was able to join him; we stayed at a hotel in the Woodlands. I have always been super curious about adult bookstores and adult theaters. Jim has been to them, and he thought that I would think them too nasty and not want to go, but secretly I had a huge desire to be a slut while in one of those places. I didn't want to go to one at home in the DFW area, but when Jim had this business trip I thought it would be the right opportunity. I told Jim he could watch, but I wanted to go to the place with a more alpha type man. Jim found a guy (I will call him "Pete") online and we decided to meet for a drink beforehand. I am not much of a drinker normally, so after a few glasses of wine was feeling pretty buzzed. We had a nice dinner and some more drinks. Pete and I were getting pretty comfortable together and Jim suggested that I ride to the theater with Pete. Jim went ahead so he could be there when we arrived.
When he pulled into the parking lot, I started to get really nervous and wasn't sure if I could go through with it. I told Pete that I was uncomfortable going in. He said come on, just for a bit, it will be fun. We can go in as a married couple, and the guys will leave you alone. I guess my curiosity got the best of me and figured what the heck.
Pete led me in. I couldn't believe what I saw there. Brash neon backlighting everywhere; shelves throughout the place displaying with things ranging from handcuffs to dildos; aisles of books and porn magazines as far as the eye could see. There place had a distinctive smell, cigarette smoke and.....I don't know what. After browsing for a while, we noticed there was a door at the back with a "theater" sign over it. Pete pointed at it. "Well?" he asked, looking at me with a slight sideways grin. "Come on then."
He led me to the counter in front of that door. "You have to buy tickets here," the man at the counter said. "They are ten dollars each." He glanced up peering at both of us. I was dressed pretty sexy as Jim had suggested, wearing black high heels, sheer black stockings and a black evening dress. I am not a young gal, but the dress showed off my figure, and he was definitely checking me out. My "husband" paid the man his money.
"Entrance's straight back," he told us, handing the tickets to us. "Thank you," Pete replied and led me through the entrance. Having never been to an adult theater before, I had an excited, constricting feeling in my stomach and a hint of nervousness as well. It was very dark inside and I heard a voice beside me: "Tickets please." Pete fumbled in his pocket, found them and handed them over.
"Up the stairs and to the right", the guy said continuing to leer at me. The stairs were very dimly lit, and the whole place had an eerie, somewhat creepy atmosphere. Pete could sense my nervousness, "everything's cool baby. Just try to relax and enjoy the movie. Excited?" I nodded and smiled back, I actually was really turned on. We reached the top of the stairs onto a small landing. From there we could hear the tacky music and the groans emanating through a black curtain to our right.
"Are you ready to go through?" Pete asked me. I just nodded. We stepped through the curtain and stood for a time adjusting to the dark room. Our bodies were illuminated by the light from the screen, otherwise the theater was in darkness. It was a medium sized theater, about 15 rows of seats on a slight downwards angle, each row holding maybe 10 or 15 seats. The screen showed a one-on-one lesbian scene between two very well endowed blonde women who were groaning into each others' genitals as they licked and sucked each other. As our eyes adjusted I noticed there were about 15 - 20 people sitting and watching the film. There were even a few couples like us dotted around the theater. As I glanced around I noticed a few eyes darted in our direction, one set of eyes belonged to Jim who was looking sheepish over in the corner. We stayed at the entrance for a few moments before moving down the aisle to find a seat.
"I can feel eyes on me," I whispered excitedly. "I know, I can sense it too," Pete replied. Once seated we felt more relaxed. I have to admit that I was feeling excited having all those eyes on me. We turned our attention to the movie. The lesbian scene was in its last throes and we were both disinterested a little. We were more excited by our physical surroundings. I kept peering around and then noticed a man several rows in front of us who kept turning slightly to stare back at us.
"How about a bit of a show?," Pete inquired. "I don't know..." I said. "It could be dangerous."
"What's going to happen?" he asked. Without waiting for my response Pete began to slowly hike up my dress, all the way to the dark band at the top of my stockings. "Don't!" I whispered harshly to him. "Come on - what's the problem?," Pete was getting very handsy. "...I'm embarrassed, I said sheepishly"
"Well don't be, you're a super sexy grandma. You know it and I know it. So does everyone here in fact! In fact, so does he!" Pete said, nodding subtly in the man's direction below us. His attention was riveted on my hem line. I gave in and relaxed my grasp on his hand and Pete resumed sliding it up my thighs, now revealing the straps of the black lace garter belt.
"Spread your legs a little baby," he whispered. I did as I was instructed, giving the voyeur below us a teasing view of the sheer black satin panties. My heart was beating fast and I clenched his arm as he spread my legs even wider. From my angle I couldn't see but I could imagine what our voyeur was seeing, with my legs spread, and my dress pulled up with the hem nearly around my hips. Pete's hand brushed my pussy.
"Don't!" I tried to catch his arm as I watched the man's lusty expression. Pete slid his fingers beneath the edge of my panties and slowly pulled them to the side, exposing my kitty to the theater. "Be a good girl," he whispered back. He gently lifted one of my legs and laid it over the arm of the chair. I was totally exposed and I have to admit I was flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and pure excitement. "Touch yourself." He told me. I was hesitant. "Do it," he said again.
