As I stood before the mirror getting dressed, I started having second thoughts about the agreement I'd made with my friend, Bianca. Hi, I'm Kate and I'm proud that although I'm almost 30, I still easily fit into size 8 dresses. The mirror revealed my great shape. Although I'm five feet ten, my physique is petit and my shoulder length straight blonde hair, blue eyes, beautiful smile and cute nose complement this slinky black dress that I'm wearing to the silly double date that I agreed to go on. I'm a 32-C cup which I think looks nice on a slender feminine figure.
Bianca's been my best friend since childhood and we studied together to become high school teachers, although the schools we now teach at, are on the opposite sides of the city. The main stress in Bianca's life is that she always seems to choose the wrong boyfriend and her relationships end in tears, which then leads to many hours of talking to me on the phone.
About a week ago, Bianca rang and excitedly told me that she'd met a young handsome lawyer. She was apprehensive because she knew that she wasn't good at judging men and she begged me to agree to go on a double date with them. My partner was to be his younger brother, who was also apparently studying law at University. The plan was that we'd go to a movie together and then to a nightclub for a while. Bianca wanted me to give her an honest appraisal of her young lawyer.
I met Bianca outside the cinema and told her that she looked really sexy. She'll slightly shorter than me and has larger breasts, which she was generously exposing in her designer outfit. It was obvious that she was excited about introducing her new Beau. When he appeared I was impressed; he was tall, handsome and wearing a beautiful suit. Behind him was his younger brother looking a bit embarrassed to be accompanying us.
Bianca said "Kate, this is Oscar. Oscar, this is my best friend, Kate."
We shook hands and I noticed the chunky Rolex he was wearing. He turned to his brother and said "My brother, Brad, has been looking forward to some time away from studying. Thanks for inviting him."
Bianca, Oscar and I stood chatting for a while with Brad looking awkward to one side. When Bianca and Oscar moved towards the cinema, I purposely stayed back a bit to talk to Brad.
"You really didn't want be here either, hey?" I said.
Brad told me that he'd been dragged kicking and screaming because Oscar had told him that his new girlfriend insisted on a double date. I managed to get him talking about his life and he seemed to be a genuinely intelligent, nice 20 year old.
The cinema specialized in showing art house movies and I had no idea of what we were going to be watching. The four of us sat in the back row and I found the atmosphere cozy. After the movie had been going for 15 minutes, I was finding that it was actually very enjoyable. Essentially it involved a love triangle between a man, his wife and his mother-in-law. Unexpectedly I felt Brad's arm drape over my shoulders and his hand settled on my right breast. I figured that it wouldn't hurt to give him some compensation for the night and besides, I could see that Oscar was doing the same with Bianca a few seats over.
While Brad settled into massaging my breast, I was annoyed that my bra was just a bit too thick and tightly fitting to allow me to get much pleasure from it.
I whispered into Brad's ear "I need to go to the bathroom, I'll be back soon."
In the bathroom I took my bra off and put it in my handbag. "He should enjoy that," I thought to myself.
When Brad's hand went back into place he obviously got a pleasant shock. He started concentrating on my nipple. He'd squeeze it and then brush against; the effect was electrifying. Both nipples became like pebbles and I was finding it difficult to concentrate on the movie, although the sex scenes grabbed my attention.
Brad must have spent an hour stimulating my nipple and squeezing my breast. I could feel the wetness in my pussy and a powerful need for an orgasm. In the darkness I felt over to Brad's lap and moved my hand against his impressive erection. I would have given him a hand-job but the movie was coming to an end and we were all going to have to walk out of here soon. I pictured in my mind what it would like; me with a big wet patch on my dress and Brad with an erect cock stuck out of his pants.
By the time the lights came on, I had managed to quell my lust to some degree and I saw that Brad's erection wasn't too noticeable.
Outside the cinema, Bianca told me that she wasn't happy with Oscar. She thought that he shouldn't have chosen such a sexual movie. With the four of us milling around, Bianca cancelled the plan for us to go to the nightclub and asked to be taken home.
Oscar had an impressive car and drove us all to Bianca's place. Brad and I sat in the backseat and glanced knowingly at each other while Oscar and Bianca argued outside.
When Oscar got back in the car he said "Kate, seeing we're not going to the nightclub, why don't you come back for a quick drink at my place and then I'll drive you home. It's only a few minutes away."
"That'd be great," I replied. As we drove to Oscar's place, the three of us chatted about the movie.
