A Birthday Present 2

She came back with the water a few minutes later, passing the usher as she entered.

She found her seat and whispered, “It cost four bucks. For a cup of ice water. You’re not a cheap date.” John dropped the water into the next seat’s cup holder, not his own.

On the screen, some bikini-clad girl was getting stalked by an axe-wielding maniac. The music and sound was loud, almost thunderous. Even at the start of the film, only the three teenagers were there. That was it.

Mary leaned over. “I need to know. Why THIS particular—“

His hand was on her cheek and his mouth came forward and kissed her. It wasn’t a peck, like he gave her in the car. It was a slow, lingering kiss, like sipping a glass of vintage wine. Once their lips edged away from each other, he kissed her again, this time flicking his tongue along the line of her lip.

“We can’t do anything here,” Mary said.

John twisted her body and stood her up before him in the aisle. He pushed his elbows up and the armrests disappeared behind them. Now the seat was wide and spacious.

“You said you’d give me a birthday present,” he said. “This is what I want.”

He grabbed her hips and squeezed. She rested her hands on his shoulders, pushing back…but not really pushing back. Still, they couldn’t do this. It was a public place. They’d get kicked out or arrested.

John’s hand slipped to the smooth leather of her boots, then rose again, between her thighs. He turned his hand to the side and her legs moved apart. She steadied herself.

“The usher won’t be back for an hour. No one else is coming in here and those kids won’t see shit. It’s too dark. And three newspapers said this was one of the LOUDEST movies ever…”

John’s hand traveled past the edge of her skirt. His wrist pushed the fabric up. His fingers crawled on her soft skin, higher and higher.

“We can be as loud as we want,” he said and then his hand brushed beneath the V of her panties. Her fingers pressed her silky panties lightly, caressing the fabric.

She gasped.

He reached out and gripped her ass, holding her up. His finger pushed aside the edge of her panties aside and ran between her swelling lips. He did it so slowly and lightly that she shifted her body down, pressing herself against his finger, wanting it….

A Birthday Present 1

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