Summers can be brutally hot, no kidding!
While air conditioners were gaining prominence, we didn't have one. Home from college for summer break left me alone most days since my parents worked full time. I never liked the beach, sand isn't pleasant, anywhere, especially in delicate places. Not to mention blistering sun beating down on fair skin. No, summer has never been my favorite time of year.
Fans did nothing much but blow the hot air around. Cold showers only helped if you were standing under the water or laying in the tub turning into a prune. This day was supposed to be a scorcher. I had to think of something to do to cool off. Even though we had an in the ground pool the sun turned the water into a sauna.
I remembered that the movie theater a few miles away was showing a movie I wanted to see. The wonderful part was the theater was air conditioned and a matinee was I think maybe two dollars.
I decided to treat myself to an afternoon of cool. I showered and got dressed, carefully choosing something light, I wanted to get the most benefit out of the air conditioning. When I walked into the theater it was almost empty. I think there may have been four or five people standing randomly in the lobby waiting for the first show of the day to begin. Since it was a twelve o'clock airing I thought if it was a good movie I could sit through two or three showings and really enjoy the cold air that was seductively blowing and instantly cooling me off. It couldn't get better than this.
The theater held about one hundred and fifty people at capacity so the few ticket holders including myself didn't make a dent and allowed for people to sit where ever they felt most advantageous to the screen. Most people were at work or maybe the beach, or had air conditioning.
It was a Tuesday if I remember.
Not so long ago they ran coming attractions of the movies that would be "coming soon" along with the silly walking candy bars and giant soda's hoping to entice the patrons to spend more on snacks than the admission price of a ticket. We all did, and still do. Nowadays, the tickets are about five dollars (I know, we're talking matinee here) and the popcorn twenty. Inflation, what a killjoy! Still, how can you watch a movie without having something to munch on? Popcorn in hand I headed for the seats. The middle section close to the screen was my goal. I found my seat, settled in and watched the trailers and comical ads. I was completely comfortable and more importantly, cool.
The movie started and I was thoroughly engrossed in the music. It was nice and cool and I sat back and got totally into the story. My shoulders were bare and getting cold. I probably should have brought a light sweater but forgot. I was wearing a barely there summer sundress, with spaghetti straps which wouldn't have looked very pretty with the regular straps on the bra's I normally wore. I'm very well endowed, my breasts are ample. In those younger days, a tube bra was a nice departure from the usual bra's a young girl had in her lingerie drawer. It was basically a cylinder of very lightweight knit. Barely any support but enough to be decent and somewhat concealing for a girl with large breasts and protruding nipples. Now that I was sitting in the air conditioning I regretted not wearing something a little warmer, that at least had sleeves.
The cold air affected me in a way that had nothing to do with cooling me off. It not only cooled me down, it gave me a chill which resulted in my nipples prominently puffed out and obvious. I had the skirt of this little dress pulled up my thighs high enough to truly get the most of the air conditioning. Too bad it wasn't a longer skirt, I would have pulled it up over my shoulders. Yes, it would have bared my thighs, even showed my panties but I wouldn't be freezing and puckering. The theater was dark and as I said pretty much an empty room. Normally I would fold my arms across my breasts when this nipple thing happened. More often than I care to remember when this chill to my body happened I would get embarrassed. I seemed to attract stares and glares. Since there was no one close and I was in a relatively poorly lit space I just let it go and didn't feel the need to cover up.
About fifteen or so minutes into the movie I heard a noise behind me. I couldn't make out what it was. I ignored it. Within a few minutes the noise became an insistent whisper somewhat louder but still the words were garbled. It was evidently people commenting about the movie. Someone else heard the noise and a loud "Shhhhh" silenced them.
Another movie goer came in and sat one row behind me, two seats to my right. I thought hey, you missed a good part of the movie? When it's this hot I guess, the air-conditioning superseded the movie value. It seemed strange that out of all the seats available this person had to sit right behind me. I hoped whoever it was they were quiet. Since the theater was empty noise was magnified and distracting. Then I thought it made sense. This section was right in the middle and there was no one to look over or get in the way of a clear unobstructed view. I couldn't have told you whether it was a man or woman, if this person was young or old. I barely saw the figure in the darkness. I heard the seat being lowered as being the only real reason I knew someone was sitting behind me.
The movie was a take on a Broadway musical and I was really enjoying it. The noise began once more only this time I heard a voice, kind of raspy saying something. I listened closely and it was coming from the person behind me. I kind of turned my head and saw an elderly man. He smiled at me and was mouthing something. I thought perhaps he was singing along with the music. It was still annoying and I stood up and moved a few seats to my left. It became quiet, so problem solved.
After a few moments, I realized he wasn't singing he was talking. He distinctly said something and all I could hear clearly was "show" and the rest of his noise was unintelligible words. I ignored him. It didn't stop, he just kept talking. Not to be disregarded he moved and was now sitting closer to me. speaking a little louder. This time I heard him clearly.
"Show me your tits."
Did I hear him, right? I couldn't have. I turned and quietly said "Excuse me?"
He smiled and stuck the tip of his tongue out and wiggled it at me. I immediately turned away and focused on the screen.
"I wanna suck on your big tits and lick your pussy."
God, did he just say what I think he said?
I didn't know what to do or say. I sat there and hoped he'd stop if I just ignored him. If I heard him I wondered if anyone else could? I heard the seat going up. Thank God, he's moving and I breathed a sigh of relief, he was leaving. Only he didn't leave. The filthy dirty old slob sat down right behind me.
"You got nice big titties."
He was still whispering but I heard him clearly. I looked to my left and then to the right. The closest person was way on the other side of the theater several rows back and thankfully couldn't hear him. I didn't know what to do?
"You got big nipples?"
It was a question? Was he crazy? I didn't answer.
"I'll suck em really good." He made this slurping sound.
By this time, I was ready to just get up and leave, move to another seat. What if he followed me? Screw him! I'll just watch the movie and he'll get discouraged and stop. I was sure if I didn't acknowledge him he would get tired and leave.
"Is your pussy wet?"
Ohhh myyyy Goddd! I sat still and looked straight ahead.
"I wanna lick your pussy and suck on your clit."
What balls! He was disgusting!
"I know you're listening."
Ignore him. He's getting his jollies just talking. If you react he'll just keep it up.
"You love having those big nipples sucked."
What a degenerate!
I could hear him breathing hard. This horny old bastard was getting excited!
"I'm gonna chew on those hard nipples and do it for a long time."
