Getting frisky with foreplay at the movie theater
She was not beautiful, but attractive and intelligent (an administrator at a hospital) with a nice personality and body, and I was to find out how extremely sensual and sexually adventurous she really was.
Our first date was very romantic, leading up to some real intense kissing---in fact the last few times she kissed me so hard I thought our lips might just fuse together...too bad it was getting late and she had to leave my place because she had to work the next day.
Earlier that day, we were in a theater for a live play and it was a bit cool so she put her coat over the front of her...very soon she reached for my hand and started to stroke it and we kept touching and stroking each others hands and putting our finger tips together, etc. etc.---what you might call a very sensual/tactile interplay and strangely enough felt to me like highly sexual foreplay and I was uncontrollably leaking pre-cum to the point I could feel the front of my shorts getting rather uncomfortably wet, where I felt that it might possibly be noticeable if I got up...lol...I was naturally consumed by thoughts of where this could lead sexually and was determined not to let this gal get away!
Our second date was at a movie theater, and after starting out just holding hands and getting as close together as we could considering we were in movie seats, I recall I had put my hand on her leg, moving it slowly in toward her inner thigh; and then she soon determinedly moved my hand over to her breast where I got a nice gingerly feel of her left breast (trying hard not to act like I was a groping fool)---and that was when she leaned over and whispered "Would you like to kiss it"...of course I was nervously excited to hear that and quite thoroughly surprised (at first thinking: did she mean right here, now, in this theater full of people)?!
Well, I then whispered back: "Wow, you are bold and yes I definitely would." Then her next move was to reach over with her right hand, which with expert aim touched me squarely on the crotch and then she quite firmly pressed her hand down on my cock and rubbed it a few times and I think I must have been about half hard by that time anyway...again I had these ambivalent thoughts that wow, I'm really thrilled and loving this action and yet nervous that the people behind us could see what she was doing, because these were stadium type high-rise seats where you were looking down at the row in front of you.
She kept her hand there for a brief time and then removed it maybe at about the same moment I whispered to her again:" Would you like to make love with me tonight"...well her answer was an unequivocal and anxious yes, which left me with all the pent-up sexual urgency and fiery anticipation of what was to come, that I could scarcely contain until we could get back to her place that night! [ To be continued in Part 2 ]