Wrong personality make me interesting



“Thank you,” she said, leaning over to kiss me. “For that…you just might get something special during the movie,” she said, winking at me. “Provided no one is sitting next to us,” she then added.

I made a mental note to myself to try and find us a row where no one else was sitting when we walked in, though being a matinee, and remembering the last time, I was fairly confident we’d be able to manage to do that too.

Not too surprisingly, it wasn’t much different than the time before when I’d gone there in the afternoon, except the only couple there, happened to be us. Once again only a handful of people were scattered throughout the theater, though there was one surprise, two men seated together on the last row where I’d have preferred going with Carol. She however led us both down towards the middle, though choosing an aisle seat on the right side section rather than actually in the middle. And though the angle in which to watch the movie wasn’t my first choice, I wasn’t about to argue with her over it either.

I almost laughed when she hunched down in her seat, more or less shielding her face, though taking sneak-peeks about looking around. The lights were low even, as they generally always were. But still she seemed a bit anxious and nervous as she hurriedly scanned anyone new coming in.

As I’d hoped, no one even came near us, nor sat behind us either as we patiently waited for the first feature to start.

It was a rather hot one when it did. Not long afterwards either, I felt Carol reaching over, giving the very noticeable bulge in my slacks a little caress. She then surprised me, unzipping my fly reaching in. Luckily for me, I’d had the foresight, or the hope perhaps that something like this might happen, so I’d not worn any underwear beneath them. She giggled quietly upon discovering that.

“Don’t put it away…I’ll be right back, though it might be a little while,” she told me secretively.

When we’d first entered, she’d made a point of locating the women’s toilet before we’d gone inside, inspecting it even. We’d soon after taken our seats, but now she found the need to go by the looks of it. Though it felt odd sitting there with my hard cock sticking out, though no one was anywhere nearby who’d have been able to see it. I found myself sitting there stroking it a little too, keeping it hard as I got somewhat absorbed in the movie, almost jumping when I felt a presence enter the aisle,

looking up as Carol slid in next to me taking her seat. Almost immediately she leaned over however and before I knew it, her mouth drew me in. I glanced around, but no one seemed to be looking in our direction, like me moments ago, too focused on the action taking place on the big screen. I’d been expecting a hand job of course by now, after the way she’d left me. But I certainly hadn’t been expecting this. Not only that, as I glanced down, I also saw her coat was wide open. She was naked beneath it! Reaching over,

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