We walk into the movie theater, and find that there are only about twenty people there. Just like we were hoping. We chose a late night movie that had been playing for quite a while anticipating the theater's near emptiness.
I am wearing the jeans that you love so much, and you are wearing a short sundress with buttons in the front. We sit down for the movie, simply enjoying being together. We hold hands for awhile, and then my fingers start slipping slowly up and down your forearm, lightly scratching it as you place your palm on my thigh.
After we have been there for a little while, you surprise me, gently sliding your hand around over my crotch and squeezing a little. I respond by placing my hand on your knee, and slowly dragging it up the soft skin of your inner thighs, causing your dress to slide up towards your hip. We have begun to tease each other a bit now, haven't we?
I look over at you and see the smile on your face and the mischievous look in your eyes. You squeeze my crotch again. My hand slides further up your thigh. You squeeze again, and my hand reaches even further. Wow. You aren't wearing panties. I can see that we are on the same wavelength tonight.
You remove my hand from your thigh and, holding it, slide it over your belly, brushing ever so slightly over your breasts, and up to your mouth. You seductively slide one of my fingers into your mouth and, winking at me, begin to suck it as your other hand slides more vigorously over my crotch. As you suck on my finger, sliding your lips down over it and your tongue across it, you feel the reaction in my pants. My cock has been moving against your hand, and is now standing straight up, the head almost protruding from the waist of my jeans. Your hand fumbles around to find the zipper. You find it and slide it down. I am not wearing any underwear either.
You reach inside with a finger and slide it down the length of my shaft. Meanwhile, my finger leaves your mouth, traces down your chin, and reaches the top button of your sundress. I unbutton the first two buttons and slide my palms across your collarbones and then slowly over the tops of your breasts. Your skin is so soft. Your fingers continue teasingly sliding ever so gently up and down my shaft, really just gliding your fingernails along it. My hand reaches over your right breast, slowly enclosing it. As my thumb and forefinger begin circling your breast, slowly approaching your nipple, you reach with your hand to unbutton my jeans.
As my cock is freed, you eagerly wrap your hand all the way around it and give it one long, slow stroke. I gasp. That feels so good. As you stroke me, my thumb and forefinger find your nipple and gently squeeze across it, tugging it outward ever so gently. Your hand slides all the way down, and you lightly slide your fingers over my balls, cupping them. Holding your hand there. My hand reaches all the way around your breast, squeezing it, drawing it upward. Your eyes are shut, your head tilted slightly back. Your hand begins sliding slowly up and down my cock, smooth, slow, gentle strokes.
I am rock hard. As are your nipples.