We were so excited to finally see this movie that we had talked about for months. When I picked you up from work, you had changed into a baggy sweater that hung playfully from one shoulder, and a short pair of red shorts that hugged your perfect ass in just the right ways, your hair was placed in a bun that was messy in a purposeful way. “Holy fuck” I thought to myself, as you smiled and strutted towards my car. “Are you sure you just got off shift? There’s no way someone looks that good after working 13 hours”.

You buckled and off we went. The banter was usual, friendly, cheery, and light, but there was a tension in the air that was new between us. The line between friends, and FRIENDS is a thin one, and that line has been danced for ages. But with new found boldness, and a some encouragement, that line has been getting thinner and thinner.

As we were talking, driving along, I noticed the glances, fleeting at first but they had a shimmer to them, I’m not sure was meant to be seen, but was felt nonetheless.

Once we arrived at the show, found a nice spot in the back of the field, and turned off the lights, we settled in for the show. I noticed we were sitting closer than usual, you had leaned into my shoulder, and I went for it. Placing my arm around your shoulder, you nuzzled in close. It was a familiar warmth, it felt comfortable, and tender. There was lots to discuss from the day, patients, partners, the usual drama. One secret in particular, deserved extra discretion, so you leaned in close and whispered it in my ear. Your warm breath in my ear sent shivers echoing through my body. I couldn’t focus on the words that were being said, my mind was busy with desire.

But, the last few words caught my attention, and I turned to look at you in shock. I turned, you didn’t move an inch. After a moment of eyes darting from eyes, to lips, and back, it happened. As if drawn by a magnet, our lips interlocked. In a deep kiss, I felt you melt deeper into me, our tongues exploring this new opportunity. We pulled apart, half from shock, half looking for approval. No words were exchanged. I placed my rough hands on your head, cupping the back of your neck, and that was all the encouragement that was needed. Our tongues weren’t the only thing exploring this time. I slid my hand from the back of your head, down your shoulders and over your tender breasts. The moment I ran over your nipples, I felt you push deeper into the kiss. You slid your hands over the front of my shorts, and found quite a bit of tension on the fabric.

I broke off the kiss, and nodded towards the back seat. You gave a sly smile, and nodded in agreement.

We climbed into the backseat, and you straddled my lap. Grabbing me, pulling me into a deep kiss. My hands continued its journey of exploration, moving down your waist, and cupping your ass with my large hands. I squeezed, you moaned. You began to grind your hips on the ever growing tension in my shorts. You must have found just the perfect spot, because the rhythm stabilized, and intensified.

After a moment, I pushed you to the seat, grabbed the button of your shorts, and in one motion, popped the button and pulled the zipper down. I could see the tops of your panties peeking from beneath the zipper. I not so gently ripped the shorts down. You laid back and closed your eyes, I took a moment to appreciate the incredible scene unfolding in front of me. After snapping back to reality, I moved my head between your legs. Kissing your thighs, tracing lightly with my finger the outline of your juicy pussy. I could feel the heat, and the sweet sweet scent of your wetness. I slid your panties to the side and parted your lips with my tongue. I slowly traced my tongue up and down the length of your slit taking time to find your clit and give it extra attention. Before long, the panties were just in the way, so you removed them. As i continued exploring your wetness with my tongue, I took two fingers, and slid them inside you. It took only a moment to find just the right angle. Your breath sharpened, I knew I was on the right track. I continued on, licking, and fingering, as I did, your breath got faster and faster, until you clamped a hand over your mouth, and I felt you clamp my fingers. I took a moment to appreciate my efforts as you writhed on the back seat.

After you had composed yourself, you again directed your attention to the tent I’ve created. With skilled hands, you removed my shorts in one fell swoop. My cock springing free from its cotton prison. You were quick to repay the performance. You gave a couple long, firm strokes as you positioned yourself inches from my tip. Swirling your tongue around the thick, hard tip, up and down my shaft, after all - you’ve always been a tease, and you know exactly what you’re doing! I threw my head back and closed my eyes, just as you took my whole cock in your mouth. The warmth, the expert movement of your tongue, just about pushed me over the edge. I ran my fingers through your hair as you swallowed every inch I had to give. “Good girl” I moaned.

After a couple minutes, not wanting this to end, I pushed you back on the seat, and positioned myself between your hips. I stroked myself up and down your glistening slit. You gave a nod, and inch by inch, I watched my cock disappear inside you. Pushing to the hilt, you moaned. It wasn’t long before we found a slow, purposeful rhythm, after all, we always have worked well together.

My thumb found your clit, while you moved in time with my thrusts. It wasn’t; long before I felt you tighten again, as if pulling me in deeper.

I cupped your ass, lifting it in the air, and thrust as deep as I could, with power. I too felt the tingling sensation building in my balls, a few more thrusts and I was about to explode. I pulled out, and you wrapped your lips around my head as I shot rope after rope of my hot cum down your throat. You smiled, wiped the corner of your mouth, and went to put your shorts back on. At this point, the panties were too wet for comfort, so you shoved those back in your purse.

We got dressed, and finished watching the movie the same way it began - snuggled up close. No more than two words were spoken, but I think the line we were dancing just disappeared.

After the movie, I drove you back to your car. You kissed me on my cheek, and said “I can’t wait for the next movie!”

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