Thank you to everyone who left such nice comments and gave feedback to my first story. For those of you who haven't read it, here's a quick description of my wifie, India;
She's 47, from Texas here in the United States of America and is a slim, 5 ft 8 blonde. India has had breast implants which put her bra size as a C cup. This wasn't a sexual choice, more a necessity as a result of beating breast cancer. India has had a tiny bit of Botox and some lip filler treatments but despite these artificial touch ups, she's a very natural woman - she doesn't wear a lot of makeup and doesn't have any tattoos or piercings.
She doesn't have the fattest ass but it's never the less a lovely one that works great in the bedroom and for dancing and at the end of her gorgeous long legs rest a pair of perfect feet (shoe size 6.5). India has had an eventful life, she's a sporty woman and that's shown in her body but she never made it pro in any sport. She was a passionate motocross rider before and accident and her breast cancer battle but she's still involved with the sport as the company she works for are a key sponsors for a few teams.
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After the party, India and Kyle were still talking and occasionally sending each other the odd nude photo and talking dirty to one another but it wasn't until a couple of weeks later Kyle got bold and asked to take India out on a date. She came and ran it past me but I had no issue and we both quite liked how Kyle was so excited to be hanging around with a "cheating cougar" of his own.
India agreed to meet him at a cinema in the town centre but I gave her a lift in the truck. India was wearing Air Jordan 1 Mid shoes, leather pants that gave her ass a very sexy look with a white Ed Hardy shirt and a black denim jacket. Once again, no jewellery for my wife.
Kyle: "God damn! I am going to be hitting that?"
India: "Hey babe! *Kiss* You seem confident don't you?
Kyle: "When I see something I want, I always go and get it!" *Slaps ass*
India: "Well then, let's go!"
Kyle was wearing a beige hoodie with blue jeans and New Balance Sneakers and an Apple Watch and what India believes to be some bracelets from Thomas Sabo.
India took Kyle's hand as they walked to the ticket line - India explained how she got some people checking her out as they walked over to the counter which as always get her all fired up and horny too.
The pair got themselves a tub of popcorn to share and two coke bottles before heading into the movie theatre. The pair agreed to purchase their tickets at the very back of the room, and up against the wall on the right hand side and directly under one of the speakers. As the lights dimmed the pair got comfy, Kyle had hold of the popcorn but one arm round India, whilst she had kicked her shoes off and had them up on the seat in front of her. The theatre was barely occupied, just one lone man in the very front row and then an elderly couple in the middle but on the left hand side - A perk of attending a screening of a little known movie on work day.
After about 15 minutes, neither of them had become hooked on the move so India decided to instigate some fun. Over those 15 minutes, India had been reaching into to bowl for more pieces of popcorn, but now she decided to spice it up and reach for his cock. She decided to start my feeling his cock through his jeans, slowly working him up until the point she could feel his bonner.
India: "I'm going to suck your cock right here" *unzips Kyle's zipper fly
India: "Don't stop me"
India got down on her knees, move the popcorn onto her seat and began to tease his sock by licking her foreskin and running her hand up and down his shaft before putting the whole thing in her mouth.
After 5 minutes of deepthroat sucking, Kyle reached down to her throat and forced her up to his face and as he did, India moved down to continue stroking his cock.
Kyle: "I told you I always get what I want" before moving in to kiss her
Kyle: "I want you on your knees, now!"
