I know that I may look like your stereotypical "soccer mom" to most people. I do drive a big SUV and sit around at the country club pool most of my days, but I have a few skeletons in my closet. Most of the wives I chat with are all pretty uptight and old fashioned. However, I have mad my wild days, you see I used to be a stripper in a seedy little run down club for 3 years when I turned 18 and left the house. But then I met John, my true love. John is a very successful doctor who is more than happy to provide for me everything I would ever need. Well at least so I thought.
At 32 and with 2 kids I still feel that I have a very sexy body. I'm 5' 6 130lbs with shoulder length blonde hair and big blue eyes, also a very nice set of implant 38D's thanks to John. I work out at the country club everyday but Sunday then go and lay out for a bit in the sun. Very rarely do John and I find the time to get out, with his work schedule and finding a baby-sitter and all. But last Saturday night was something we pre-planned for. John had the night off and I had already dropped off the kids at my Moms.
John and I headed out for a night on the town, which consisted of a nice dinner and a movie for us. I was dressed up in a short, but not slutty short, black skirt. A tight red blouse with a fairly low neckline. Under it all a sexy black lace bra and thong along with some thigh high garters from Victorias. I finished up my outfit with a pair of new 5 inch spikey heels. John liked it when I dressed sexy for him and I liked to make him happy.
Our dinner went well, it was very nice and we both had a great flow of conversation about home and his work. Then we headed out to the movies. We got our tickets and headed to the theater. We got there and found a pretty long line just to get in, they were apparently checking stubs in order to root out those trying to wander in from another show.
As we made our way up to the doors I saw one of the men working the door was a rather handsome younger black man, about 23. I hadn't ever been with a black man, I have heard the usual things about them but I guess it never really interested me. But this one looked up and caught me, our eyes connecting and I felt something rush through my body. Just the look he gave me turned me on. John and I continued to chat as we waited, but from time to time I looked up and he was looking right at me each time. Finally we made our way to the door, he took my ticket from my hand as he clearly looked my body up and down, mentally undressing me. I smiled and gave him a quick "thanks" and headed in for a seat. I wasn't for sure why, but I just couldn't seem to get my mind away from that hot little stud during the movie.
During a slower part of the movie I decided to use the restroom and take a little break to clear my mind. I was so nervous as I walked out of the door, expecting to see him there, just waiting for me. But he wasnβt to be found, so I headed to the restroom. I freshened up a bit and made sure to adjust my cleavage, just in case. Then headed out and back to the movie. But on the way the man appeared again. This time with a mop and a bucket outside the mensroom.
"Hey there, enjoying the show?" He asked as I walked by. I stopped and paused, not sure if I should keep going or not.
"Uhh yeah, its kinda slow right now though" I replied. He just smiled as he looked me up and down again.
"You know, you are a very sexy woman. Much too sexy for your husband that you are with" he said as he adjusted himself in front of me. Any other guy who would try to put John down like that would get slapped. But I didn't feel angry at all. Instead I felt hornier, and my mind couldn't get off of what he had under those pants.
"Well thank you very much. But I think he already knows that" I said with a smile. My legs frozen not able to walk away now even if I wanted to. Then he dropped his mop, it landed right beside me.
"Oh damn, uh you think you could grab that for me babe?" He asked me, a big wide grin on his face. I smiled, knowing exactly what he wanted me to do. I don't really know what came over me, but I went ahead and did what he wanted. I turned around with my back to him and bent all the way over to pick up his mop. Then I felt his hand slide from my thigh right up to my ass and pat it lightly as I stood up. I turned around with the mop in my hand