A chance to escape

You sigh, content as you watch the movie snuggled into Jason's side. His arm across your shoulder is warm and comforting. You've smelled the body-wash he uses in your communal shower but you never noticed just how nice it was before now.

“I wonder if it's the body-wash or just him,” you think to yourself.

Jason's thumb gently rubs on your shoulder, each stroke accompanied with a tiny thrill that ripples along your skin. You squeeze your legging-clad thighs tightly as your imprisoned cock throbs with each stroke of his thumb. You contemplate sliding your hand on his knee, certain that CARA would be happy with you if you did.

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You hesitantly move your hands toward his leg but stop yourself, “No...that would be too far. I can't just let her win. I'm not a woman and I am not gay.”

You keep your hands to yourself in defiance of CARA but you make no attempts to remove yourself from Jason's embrace. If Jason noticed what you were about to do, he shows no signs of it. Thinking about it, he hasn't seemed to react much at all to your odd behavior. Maybe he is really that oblivious?

Before you know it, the credits start to roll and the lights are coming up. Reluctantly, you pull yourself away from Jason and plant your heeled boots back to the floor. You frown, missing Jason's arm around you and the joy it brings you.

Jason notices your expression, “Everything okay?”

An idea suddenly hits you, “Oh yeah...I'm just suddenly cold.”

You shuffle a little toward him, you hope subtly. You could tell Jason is doing the mental calculations on how he should respond. Mentally, you urge him to wrap his arms around you again but he comes to another conclusion.

“I need to stop at the bathroom real quick but after that, we can crank the heat in my car,” he tells you.

“I want you to hold me you dingus,” you want to grumble at him but keep it inside.

*Sara, you should take his hand into your own.*

You reach out and hold Jason's hand which brings that goofy smile to his lips again. You sigh once more, grinning just as much as him while you both walk to the lobby toward the men's room. Jason tells you that he will be right back and you sit on a bench, crossing your legs at the ankle under you as you watch him leave from your sight.

It's only once Jason is gone that all of the euphoric feelings drop. All at once your world comes crashing down around you as you feel like you can finally think clearly again. Anger and shame wash over you, the skin of your face suddenly feels very hot.

*Sara, you are doing very well. Jason will be your boyfriend soon. After that, we can escalate.*

“Fuck you. I want to go hom-gAH!” The shock that hits you almost angers you more than pains you.

*Please refrain from using unladylike language.*

“I'm done. I want to go home. I want this to be over. Now,” you tell her.

After your outburst, you notice random moviegoers turning their heads to look in your direction, causing you to quiet down. You know it shouldn't matter what they think but you still tilt your face down and look at the well-trafficked floor, embarrassed. You continue to stare at the floor, your hands daintily resting on your knees while you steady your breathing. You gather your strength, confident that you can beat the machine long enough to get home and bring this stupid date to an end when a pair of hands come into view.

“Ready to go?” Jason asks, offering you his hands.

You light up when you see it's him and instantly grab his hands with yours, “Yep!”

He helps you onto your heels easily enough and starts making his way toward the exit. You make sure to intertwine your fingers with his and lean into his arm with your body as you keep pace beside him. You aren't sure how to keep walking attractively while draped on a man but you do your best. Jason doesn't pull away so you must be doing something right, you muse.

“So, where would you like to go next? I know a nice diner nearby,” he asks looking down at your beaming face.

You're expression changes to one of determination as this is your chance to get out of your predicament. You just need to focus and hold firm. All you have to do is tell him to take you home.

*Sara, accept his invitation.*

“N-erk,” you try to shut the idea down but it brings a shock.

*Sara, accept his invitation.*

You try again to power through, “N-gah.”

*Sara, accept his invitation.*

You look at Jason and plead with your eyes for him to help you somehow. He just keeps looking at you, waiting patiently for your answer. He has to notice that something is off, right?

*Sara, accept his invitation.*

“Nice. Sounds nice,” you say slumping in defeat until CARA shocks you back into a more elegant posture.

Jason looks excited by your answer, “Awesome.”

You walk, defeated once again. God, you hate CARA but at least you have Jason there to make you feel better. You snuggle back into his arm and let yourself enjoy the feeling of his body touching yours as you both make your way to his car.

“It isn't the body-wash, it is definitely him,” you conclude as your hidden cock tries to harden.