Horror Movie

"Horror movie," you say. Emily gives you a strange look.

"Not exactly romantic," she says, raising her eyebrows. You give her a grin.

"I think they can be," you reply, giving her the once over.

"Do you like when the girls show their tits?" Emily asked, grinning. "Is that romantic?" She saunters over to you and you stare meaningfully at her shirt.

"It can be," you say. Emily gives you a look of shock, but she can't keep the smile off her face. She nods slowly.

"Okay," she relents. "Let's get our tickets." You walk up to the counter and smile at the young blonde girl taking tickets. She shows you which side of the theater to enter and you can't help but notice her cute face and tight ass as you walk by. Emily thumps you.

"Did you just check her out, too?" You start to apologize and Emily grins.

"Ooh.. No. I meant I was also checking her out. I bet she'd be fun to play with," she teases. You give her a surprised look, and she sighs.

"I hope you didn't have any intention of breaking our... relationship off soon," she says, and you realize she's a bit shy about calling you guys together. You grab her hand to try to assure her and she gives you a grin. She leans in to kiss your cheek, but lets her lips hover near your ear. "Because if you did, you wouldn't hear about all the fun things I did after I left the office. Or in college. Or that I'm going to do to you tonight," she adds with a breath on your ear. She kisses your cheek again and begins walking to the movie.

You let her walk just a bit ahead of you so you can ogle her tight ass, watching it sway back and forth with each step. You slide into the theater, and are unsurprised to find you are one of two couples, and about half a dozen other people watching the movie just before lunchtime.

"Back row," Emily grins, grabbing your right hand. She continues holding it as you sit down, and pulls your arm over her shoulder. As you finally settle down, you make no illusions about your intent, and she coos as your hand fills with her firm breast once more. You can't fight a grin as you feel her braless tit mold under your grip and you give it a solid squeeze. She groans lightly at the increased pressure, and she glances at you as she bites her lip. "Asshole," Emily whispers. You glance down to see her hand slide over your thigh. You smile as you countinue playing with her tit, but have to work to stifle the goran when she finally makes contact with the solid bulge in your pants. She lets her hand play over your stiffening cock and sighs as she realizes the effect it has on you.

You close your eyes to savor the sensation for just a moment before you feel Emily's hand unbutton your pants. Within seconds the zipper is down and she is fishing your cock out of your pants. When you glance over, you see her looking dreamily at the movie screen as the previews begin playing. Your eyes widen as you realize she has done this before, and is very good at it. She leans in to kiss your neck, and smiles. "You get another blowjob," she says softly. "Unless you want a handjob so you can play with my tits," she offers.

You unbutton her top one more button and she stiffens. Your hand slides into her shirt and you feel her nipple harden even further as the stimulus pulls the flesh together tightly. "So you want a handjob," she says, her voice low. "I'll admit I'm surprised," she teases, though her hand slowly circles your stiffening shaft. "You seem to love being in my mouth so much." She gives you a few strokes and your hand finds her firm, pert breast. "But I also admit I love what you do to my perky tits," she grunts slightly. "I can't imagine what you'd do to Sarah's if you got a chance," she giggles as you gently squeeze the base of her tit. She strokes you slightly again.

"So what'll it be?" she whispers. She lets out a low whisper of a groan as you find her nipple.