James had been looking forward to finally getting home for the weekend all day. He'd been working away for a year now, and while the money was good, the quality of life wasn't. He'd been married to Tammy for close to ten years, and while they were still both very much in Love, James working away whilst Tammy looked after their two small children meant that their precious weekends were often over before they began.
This Friday was one of the rare occasions where James and Tammy decided to have a night out away from the kids, having arranged a trip to the cinema with their close friends Jane and Steve. To complete the night a table had been booked at a restaurant in the cinema complex.
Jane and Tammy were old school friends, who had become close when they both married and had children at around the same time. Both women looked good for their 30 years, having had their children young enough to get their bodies back in good shape.
Tammy's Blonde hair framed her fresh face and her small frame was completed by a pert pair of breasts. Jane was of medium build but had larger breasts. Her wavy brunet hair would often come to rest on the soft flesh which was visible above the tops she would wear to emphasise her cleavage.
James was proud of his athletic build which he managed to maintain with frequent trips to the gym despite not eating properly all week. Steve also kept himself trim with his landscaping business keeping him permanently fit and tanned.
James looked out of the train window, a view which he was all too familiar with. He wondered what film the girls had decided to book. He wasn't too concerned as it was just nice to have a night out with his wife and some friends, but after a hard week at work a chick flick might well send him to sleep.
James caught the reflection of the girl opposite looking directly at him. He was pleased he could still turn heads, and congratulated himself on going to the gym for a shower and shave before catching the train. One thing about only having weekends together was that James and Tammy always made an effort for one another. James hadn't seen a stubbly leg or bikini line for months!
The train pulled into the station and James jumped off, he walked round to the pickup area where Steve was waiting with Tammy and Jane in the back of his car. James got into the passenger side, and turned to say hi to his wife. She leant over the seat and gave him a kiss.
"Get a room," shouted Jane.
"Sorry," said Tammy, "I haven't had physical contact all week you know!"
"Thank God for plastic then!" Replied Jane.
They all laughed and Steve set off for the cinema. "What are we watching then?" Asked James.
"Well we never got a chance to book anything, so we're going to catch the eight 'o'clock showing of that new comedy, but we won't have much time to spare."
Steve pulled into the cinema car park just before eight, he parked up and they all pilled out of the car. James found himself looking up his own wife's skirt as she clambered out of the back of the car. Her legs still did it for him, especially when she was wearing a short skirt and knee boots like she was today.
Tammy was certainly making an effort for him tonight, boots with short skirt was James' favourite, and Tammy knew it. James wished they could just go home and relieve the frustration that he'd been suffering from all week, the sight before him wasn't helping the situation. After Tammy followed Jane, her cleavage again catching James's eye, her breasts hanging down and swinging while she struggled out, god he was horny tonight.
"All sold out," announced Steve when they made it to the foyer.
"Sod!, What are we going to do?" Tammy asked, her disappointment clearly audible in her tone.
"Well that new thriller is on at ten," said Steve, "and it's supposed to be quite good, we could go for food while we wait."
Jane gave him a cheeky look, "No wonder you want to see it, the poster says erotic thriller."
"Caught again!" laughed Steve, "but it's that or a foreign subtitled effort."
Decision made! Steve went to buy the tickets while James, Tammy and Jane went to sort the table out at the restaurant. "We're not busy so changing your reservation isn't a problem sir, also it's Happy Hour until Ten, all cocktails two for one, so you've probably picked the best time to come."
They got seated and had the first round of drinks ordered before they even opened the food menu. "We're both going to have Screaming Orgasms," Jane announced to Steve when he arrived with the cinema tickets. His face looked puzzled. "But you're just having a Beer."
"That's not fair, you girls get all the fun," retorted Steve.
"That's not what you said last night," Jane licked her lips sexily, then unconsciously wiped her lips with the back of her hand and laughed, "sorry private joke."
The Girls worked their way through the cocktail menu while the boys stuck to beer. Tammy and Jane were clearly making the most of their night out, and they all laughed and joked though the meal. The conversation often coming round to sex, Jane seemed particularly interested in how James and Tammy coped during the week. Tammy had consumed enough drink to ensure that her normal reserve was gone, and while the boys talked sport and cars, James definitely overheard his wife say "Vibrator" and nearly spat his drink across the table when he was sure he'd heard "Cucumber" accompanied by dirty giggling. God he was horny just hearing the highlights, and would have to remember to get the details when he got his sexy wife to bed later.
They paid the bill and made their way over to the cinema. They went in to the screen showing their film, Tammy leading the way to the back row. "It'll be like we're teenagers again," she sniggered. Tammy went and sat down first, then James then Jane then Steve. The screen was nearly empty with only a few other couples dotted around. It wasn't long before the lights dimmed and the film started.
The film was good enough, and the four friends had got themselves comfy in their seats. It wasn't long before the leading man was showing off his physique with some pretty steamy scenes. A Threesome with couple of lesbian murder suspects was his finest hour so far, and James was thankful they hadn't got into the comedy.
Tammy snuggled up to James, resting her head on his shoulder. It reminded James of their younger days when they were dating. They had nowhere with real privacy so the only action he saw was either down the local lovers lane or some heavy petting in the back row of the cinema. Tammy had always had a love of being fingered, and he was sure it stemmed from her time in the back row, being treated to a finger or two in her tight snatch.
James glanced to his left to see Jane and Steve were also re-enacting their youth, French Kissing like a couple of teenagers. Following their lead, James turned to Tammy and started kissing her like he used to. James put his hand on her knee, just above where her sexy boot came to an end, but wasn't sure how she'd react if he moved his hand any higher. The drink had certainly relaxed her, but he wasn't sure it was enough to allow him to touch her up in public, whilst sat next to their friends.
While he was deciding whether to progress, he was shocked to feel her hand on his pushing it under her skirt and up to her damp knickers. Damn she was turned on, positively dripping. James used one finger to pull the gusset to one side and felt the bare skin of her freshly waxed pussy.
Tammy whispered, "That was supposed to be a surprise for later, now are you putting a finger up me or not?"
