I looked through my wardrobe, trying to find the perfect outfit to wear. I would be seeing him again that night so I was super excited. He made me feel so wonderful and I was definitely happy to have him in my life. I tried to imagine what our evening together would be like in my mind; every time with him was always so perfect, so it was hard to imagine anything other than perfect. My phone rang and I answered it, feeling rather happy to hear his voice, “I’m gonna be there soon” he said, “You ready?” “Okay”, I replied, “Yes, I’m ready, see you soon”. I opened the door to him and smiled, leaning forward to hug him. “Nice dress” he said, looking me up and down. “It’s new” I said, heading out the door. We arrived at the cinema and got the tickets and popcorn, quickly walking off to get to the movie on time. Once we walked in I realised how busy it was, I’d never thought that the movie we were seeing would be popular. “There are so many people” I said, looking around the cinema shocked. He didn’t say anything and sat down, grabbing onto my arm to show me where to sit.
We were the only ones in the row and he took it as an opportunity to touch me, I slightly jumped as his hand slowly ran up my leg, eventually brushing on the side of my underwear. I took a sip of my drink and had some popcorn, pretending to ignore his hand slowly stroking me. Nobody around seemed to notice so I continued to let him do it, slightly gasping as he put his fingers inside my underwear and felt me. He used his other hand to eat popcorn and watched the movie, slowly moving his fingers around inside of me. I giggled at one point and he turned to look at me for a moment. My eyes flickered to his and we held each others gaze for a moment, before looking back at the movie. He started to move his fingers around in me faster and faster and I felt myself getting wetter and wetter. I was aching for his touch more and more so I pushed his hand away. “We can’t do this here” I said, looking at him angrily. “Why?” he said, “Because it’s not the done thing” I replied, pushing his hand away even further.
He looked slightly annoyed then licked his fingers, tasting my juices on them. I told him he was gross and watched the movie. I still couldn’t stop thinking about it though, I was still wet and wanted his fingers in me again, I was aching for it so badly now.