Movie out

Early evening Josh comes out rubbing his eyes. “I need a break and I haven’t left the apartment to do anything fun in a while. Why don’t we go out for dinner and a movie?”

“Going out for a date sounds wonderful. I’m going to need a shower, though. Want to join me?”

He groans. “That will be such sweet ****.”

“Hehe. Flirt.”

After making sure that each other was thoroughly clean, Josh puts on black dress pants, and a purple golf shirt while Sandra watches him. “As beautiful as you are, I don’t think the restaurant or movie theater will allow you in naked.”

“No. I’m sure they won’t, but I wanted to see what you were wearing before I picked out my outfit.” She goes to her dresser and picks out a dark purple bra and panty set, making a show of putting them on for him. She goes into her closet and picks out two tops. “What do you think? Should I wear something filmy and low cut?” She holds up a deep purple top that looks like it could be translucent with a deep V in the neckline. “Or something tight, with a more conservative neckline?” She holds forward a black top that he has seen her wear often. It didn’t just cling to her curves, it fit her almost like a second skin.

“Wouldn’t the purple one show off part of your bra?”

“Probably, if the thoughts of others seeing my bra bothers you, either you can pick the black one, or I can wear the purple one without a bra.”

The thought of her unconstrained breast swaying as she walked made his cock surge in the cage. “The black one.”

She smiles as she sees the flush on his face. Going back in the closet, she puts on the black top and picks out three skirts. “Ok. Next choice. A conservative skirt?” She held up a floral-print pleated skirt to her waist. It looked like it would be loose and that it would move easily as she walked and came down mid-calf. “A tighter one.” This time, it was a bright blue pencil skirt that looked like she wouldn’t be able to walk in. It came just above her knee and as she moved it, he saw a slit that would go way up to mid-thigh. “Finally, the slutty skirt.”

Josh swallows as he recognizes the blue and green tartan skirt she bought when he begged her to do a naughty school girl roleplay. He had almost forgotten about it, but his cock sure remembered how she could barely bend over without exposing her ass. The thought of how other men would look at her if she wore that to the movies made him harder from jealousy and arousal. “Th… the pencil skirt.”

She blows him a kiss before walking over to her dresser and pulling out a pair of stockings. She finishes dressing in the closet, walking out in a pair of black heels. “OK love. I’m ready to go.”

They head to their favorite steak house. When the server offered to sit them in a booth, Sandra asked if they could have a table instead. Just off the main walkway, Sandra sat on her husband’s left so that when she crossed her legs, and the slit exposed the lace of her stockings, he got a good view. She was pleased that her display slightly distracted her husband, and she saw a few other men take extra notice of her.

Once they had eaten, then found a movie that interested them both. This time, she sat on his right. They started out holding hands, but soon after the lights went out, Josh let go to caress the nylon covered thigh. Sandra wished the skirt was looser so that she could encourage him to slide his hand further up, but this skirt made it impossible for him to touch her ever increasingly needy pussy. She leans over and whispers in his ear, “You are making me so horny if I did not lock you up, I would fuck you right here in front of everyone.”

Josh squeezes her thigh. “I guess it is a good thing that you can’t. If you did that, then we would both get arrested. Don’t worry. When we get home, I’ll make sure you are sated.”