My husband led me by the arm to a local adult store and theater in Dallas. I was more than a little nervous. I was wearing black legging pants and a semi-sheer black top. I didn't have any panties of bra on. My husband wanted me to wear a skirt, but I refused. After all, I was just going to an adult toy store and maybe watch a porn movie. Yeah, right!
After about 20 minutes perusing the various movies and sex toys, my husband said, "Let's go upstairs." He went to the desk and purchased a couple's entrance ticket. We climbed up the stairs as the desk clerk unlocked the door electronically for us. Again, I nervously walked up the stairs to an area with several individual porn viewing rooms and big theater at the end of the hall. I was glad I wore flats instead of heels as the stairs were steep. I was kind of sorry I didn't wear a skirt as the open stairs would have let everybody see up my skirt as I walked. Sometimes I get a thrill from u[skirt shows. My husband then led me by the hand into a very dark theater and seated us in the middle of the theater, in the middle of the row.