In the Back Row pt. 1
[More nostalgic smut - this is another tale that first appeared on Literotica.com, summer of '05]
Alan agreed to meet me at a coffee shop first. Neither of us was new to the online hook-up scene, so meeting in a public place was the natural first step. I was a little nervous, but I think that's normal. We had exchanged photos, and I knew the attraction was mutual. Our phone conversations had worked for the both of us, so meeting in person was long overdue.
I sipped my iced latte, and I sat at a table by the front door. As requested I was wearing a short sleeveless cotton dress, buttons running down the front, adorned with yellow butterflies. It was late evening, so maybe it was too late for such a summery dress. The area had been going through a tremendous heat wave, so it was warm enough for that dress. Under the dress, I wore a simple white bra, hooks in the front for his convenience. I thought about wearing thong panties, but I wanted to feel the cool breeze on my bare skin.
I read a paper while I waited. I told him I'd be pretty easy to spot. Just look for the asian girl with glasses and purple streaks in her hair. I am going through my latent punk phase at the moment. After a few minutes, I looked up, and I immediately recognized him from the photos. He looked exactly like the pictures he sent, so he got extra points for that. Tall, lean, early 30s, big blue eyes and a boyish smile. From our naughty exchanges, I knew that his boy-next-door looks hid a kinky side. That made him even more attractive.
I got up and he hugged me hello. "You look nice," he spoke into my ear. "I hope I'm not too late."
"No. I was a bit early." I inhaled deeply. He didn't wear too much cologne. Another point.
We sat down so I could finish my latte. He said he wasn't thirsty. The look in his eyes told me all I needed to know. He liked what he saw, and he was ready for our little experiment to begin. Usually I don't like men who are too eager, but I made an exception for him. He was just too cute, and I was waiting to see how naughty he could be.
He planned everything perfectly. We picked a smaller theater in a relatively quiet area of town. There was a moderate sized crowd, but not the huge crowds you see at the multiplex cinemas. As we waited for our late show to start, we noticed that it was mostly couples, young and old. This theater wasn't located near a huge mall, so we didn't have to worry about any kids running about.
We entered the theater early so we could get a seat in the back row, near the corner, away from the main stairway. I remember it was some kind of artsy foreign film, but I don't remember the name of the movie.
I sat near the wall, and we cuddled closer. Even if someone were to sit near us, his body would shield me from view. Even though he wasn't built, he was tall, about 6'2''. I could easily hide my 5'1'' frame from prying eyes.
"Are you cold?" he asked.
"Not really."
"Well, take this anyway." He took off his coat and laid it across my lap. He let his fingers linger on my thighs for a bit before laying his hands in his lap.
"Thank you. You're so sweet." I leaned my head on his shoulder. He put his arm around me. We were like a regular couple.
To be continued...
Alan agreed to meet me at a coffee shop first. Neither of us was new to the online hook-up scene, so meeting in a public place was the natural first step. I was a little nervous, but I think that's normal. We had exchanged photos, and I knew the attraction was mutual. Our phone conversations had worked for the both of us, so meeting in person was long overdue.
I sipped my iced latte, and I sat at a table by the front door. As requested I was wearing a short sleeveless cotton dress, buttons running down the front, adorned with yellow butterflies. It was late evening, so maybe it was too late for such a summery dress. The area had been going through a tremendous heat wave, so it was warm enough for that dress. Under the dress, I wore a simple white bra, hooks in the front for his convenience. I thought about wearing thong panties, but I wanted to feel the cool breeze on my bare skin.
I read a paper while I waited. I told him I'd be pretty easy to spot. Just look for the asian girl with glasses and purple streaks in her hair. I am going through my latent punk phase at the moment. After a few minutes, I looked up, and I immediately recognized him from the photos. He looked exactly like the pictures he sent, so he got extra points for that. Tall, lean, early 30s, big blue eyes and a boyish smile. From our naughty exchanges, I knew that his boy-next-door looks hid a kinky side. That made him even more attractive.
I got up and he hugged me hello. "You look nice," he spoke into my ear. "I hope I'm not too late."
"No. I was a bit early." I inhaled deeply. He didn't wear too much cologne. Another point.
We sat down so I could finish my latte. He said he wasn't thirsty. The look in his eyes told me all I needed to know. He liked what he saw, and he was ready for our little experiment to begin. Usually I don't like men who are too eager, but I made an exception for him. He was just too cute, and I was waiting to see how naughty he could be.
He planned everything perfectly. We picked a smaller theater in a relatively quiet area of town. There was a moderate sized crowd, but not the huge crowds you see at the multiplex cinemas. As we waited for our late show to start, we noticed that it was mostly couples, young and old. This theater wasn't located near a huge mall, so we didn't have to worry about any kids running about.
We entered the theater early so we could get a seat in the back row, near the corner, away from the main stairway. I remember it was some kind of artsy foreign film, but I don't remember the name of the movie.
I sat near the wall, and we cuddled closer. Even if someone were to sit near us, his body would shield me from view. Even though he wasn't built, he was tall, about 6'2''. I could easily hide my 5'1'' frame from prying eyes.
"Are you cold?" he asked.
"Not really."
"Well, take this anyway." He took off his coat and laid it across my lap. He let his fingers linger on my thighs for a bit before laying his hands in his lap.
"Thank you. You're so sweet." I leaned my head on his shoulder. He put his arm around me. We were like a regular couple.
To be continued...
Labels: erotica, exhibitionism
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