Surprised At The Theater

I have no idea how this happened.  Pure luck I guess.

My wife had said, "I'm sorry, but I just don't feel like it..." or "I'm sorry, I'm just feeling too tired..." or "I'm sorry, but I really have a headache; how about later?" one too many times that week.  I decided to drop in at an adult theater in the area.  I thought I'd find a quiet corner, lay my jacket over my lap, and enjoy myself for an hour.

I parked in a nearby garage and walked around the corner to the theater, and was surprised to see a short queue of about 5 men.  That's something I hadn't seen before -- usually there was never a line.  As I approached, a young woman joined the queue.  Something else that was rare.  I wondered where she might sit, and whether she'd play with herself as well.  That would be more interesting to watch than the film.

By the time I joined the queue, 2 of the men had paid and entered.  There were now 3 men and her.  I made the 5th person.  Another man paid and entered.  I fished my wallet out of my pocket and extracted a ten.  Then to my surprise, she took one step backward, while looking straight ahead,  discreetly moved one arm behind her, and placed her hand on the front of trousers, immediately over my zipper.  I caught my breath in astonishment, and edged closer.  She gently moved her fingertips up and down.

As the remaining two men paid, she and I gently shuffled ahead, remaining connected.

She removed her hand, took some money from her purse, paid, and slipped through the door.  My heart was pounding and I realized I had been holding my breath.  I exhaled, inhaled, and resumed breathing, delighted for the unexpected shock of her brazeness.

As I paid and entered the door, I wondered where she would be seating.  To my continued amazement, she was standing in the small lobby, waiting, facing me.  She was average looking -- not spectacular, but nice.  Since this was so unexpected, I was mildly suspicious and glanced at her throat to see if there were a trace of adam's apple.  None.  So far so good.  I smiled at her, and looked  her jaw to see if there were a trace of  beard.  Again, none, nor much makeup to cover up had there been any.  Without a word, I stretched my hand, and she too, without a word, took my hand with her much smaller hand.  We turned toward the doorway into the theater proper.  I looked down at her skirt, near her crotch, looking for an indication either of a slight bulge or even tight underwear that might conceal a bulge.  Nothing at all.  A light fabric skirt with just a hint of panty line.  Definitely a girl... not a man in drag.

We pressed together, side by side, as we walked into the darkened theater, lit dimly only by a man and woman going to in on the screen.  Finding a quiet corner, we sat down together.  She kissed my cheek and then leaned lower.  She gently unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned the top of my trousers and slid down the zipper.  I looked around, expecting the cops to come jumping out of the darkness.  She released me from my underwear and took me into her mouth, and began slowing to suck, running her tongue around as she did so, and slowly pumping with her hand.

One by one, men gathered around to watch.  Some were wanking themselves, which helped me to relax.  I figured that if they were standing in the aisle ******* themselves off, they formed a barrier between me and the cops or managers or whomever.  I leaned back and let her do her work.

After a few minutes I felt the pressure build to the bursting point.  The eruption was incredible.  She held me in her mouth while I throbbed and released it all.  Then, after it was over, and I began to subside, she lifted her head, took a kleenex from her purse, and dabbed her lips.

"Thank you," she said, and smiled.

I grinned... "you're thanking ME?"  She laughed softly, stood up, straighted her skirt and blouse, and left.

I went into the mens room, cleaned up, and wondered how in the world that had ever happened... and whether it would ever happen again in my life.

 

Quazimodo Quazimodo
56-60, M
1 Response Feb 23, 2010

she thanked you, thats awesome