Afternoon At The Dollar Theater
In my early 30s one afternoon I decided to go to the dollar theater to kill some time and relax it was in the fall. The movie was Commando with Arnold Schwarzenegger, I had a copy of it at home.
This theater is usually quiet and I could go there and just zone out for a couple of hours. The young men that were ahead of me in line were teenagers. I'm guessing high school, and they were doing the roughhousing, talking loud thing, I decided to stay anyway.
Once I enter the actual theater, which these aren't overly large, I was glad to see these young men had moved down to the front to watch the movie. I was glad to see they would not be that close. There was an elderly couple about the center of the movie theater center of the seats as well, I went up to the second row from the back and a little closer to the wall.
I was just relaxing a bit waiting for the movie to start when this woman a little older than me came in and looked around and she saw the young man down below. She had a lightweight jacket over her arm and more of a summer dress, the kind of tight at the top and then pleated at the bottom, Fuller below the waist to above the knee. The movie started and I didn't pay any attention to her.
In just a few moments, I felt the presence of someone next to me, and she was standing in front of the seat next to me, leaned over and ask if I would mind if she sat next to me because the teenagers had made her a little nervous. I told her that would be OK and noticed that she smelled very nice.
As she sat down she pulled her jacket over the arm of her chair and I went back to watching the movie.
When the first explosion wracked the theater and lit up the room, she grabbed my arm and me not ready for it. My arm was in her lap before I realized what had happened. She apologized, and I told her it was OK and moved my arm back on the armrest.
With the next bright light and loud noise, she grabbed my arm again and didn't release it this time my right hand was essentially on her left knee. I was now way more focused on her warm knee and nice smell than the movie that was on the screen.
She had her right hand on my right bicep, and her left hand around my forearm. As the movie progressed, she initially hugged my hand up her leg when she was "startled".
At this point, my elbow is nestled in her chest, and her cheek is on my arm, just below the shoulder, and the next time the movie startled her she gripped my arm tight and slid down in the chair a few inches and at this point, my right hand is just above mid thigh, right under the edge of her skirt, which has been pulled up in her lap by my hand being controlled by her hands.
She scooted down this last time and didn't push herself back up and I could feel the tops of thigh high hose under her skirt. I continue to watch the movie, but I wasn't paying any attention to that at all.
I took a chance and eased out just my right pinky, and rubbed her thigh very gently above the top of her hose. It was very warm, very smooth and by now I couldn't stand up if I needed to. She jumped again, pulled her self down further and my hand up further and I am right next to the crotch of her panties. I can feel the heat so I did the same thing I did earlier and reach out this time with two fingers not just my pinky and rubbed her crotch gently right on her mound, she was wearing lace panties, which drive me nuts. She was now holding my arm with both hands very tightly, so I simply started to rub exactly what I should've been rubbing. She would alternate opening her legs a little bit, and then closing them on my hand, I finally moved just a bit and slid my fingers under the thighband of her panties, and my middle finger inside of her extremely hot wet pussy . I started to slowly fingerfuck her. She kept a tight hold on my arm so I added the first one then another finger in her pussy now I had three of them nice and slowly fucking her up and down. I started to apply pressure from the inside to lift her off her seat with my one right arm, she closed her thighs around my hand and started to thrust back. Keep in mind this took most of the movie to build this up and get to this point, and I was ready to explode and as I massaged her I finally felt her entire body tense up and shudder all over. I stopped all motions, except for holding her tightly slightly elevated in place with my three fingers imbedded .
She relaxed her tight grip on my arm. I slid my soaking wet fingers out of her, and she slid up in her chair straightening her dress, and told me she appreciated me, helping her not be afraid in the theater, got up and walked out.
She left me sitting there with a raging hard on and the front of my jeans relatively wet. Thank goodness for newer jeans. It was easy to hide the damp as I left the theater.
