The movies

"The movies." Carrie says as the four of you wait for your cars. You nod, though you are a little overdressed you trust that the movies is the proper stage for the next phase in her plan.

"Sounds good. Any suggestions for what we should see?" You ask.

"Oooh. Something romantic." Natalie suggests, eyes alight at the thought of a sappy romance on the silver screen.

"Ugh. Anything but that. In fact, I don't even want to go to the movies. I thought this was going to be a fun night, not going to some shitty movie." Chet complains.

"C'mon babe, please? For me?" Natalie begs, batting her blue eyes in a seductive manner. Not many men could stand before that onslaught, and Chet quickly concedes, mumbling

"All right, fine. But we're headed home after it."

Natalie claps her hands once in victory, smiling. It's amazing how much the world seems to brighten when she smiles.

The valets have pulled up with your two cars, and Chet smirks once he sees your car. You control your surge in anger, taking a look at his silver luxury sedan, its interior decked out in leather and with all the extras. You tell yourself that it doesn't matter, and that just because Chet was born lucky enough to have money, doesn't mean you don't have a wonderful life. But as always, there's a niggling thought within you, the drive to have more and more. It might be why you're so intrigued at the thought of taking other men's women.

Carrie seems to have read your thoughts, because she pulls you in for a kiss, tenderly cupping your face. "Let's go." She murmurs. "We can talk about it in the car."

You nod, and open your passenger door for Carrie, helping her in. You nod at the valet and head over to the driver's side, getting in your car. You pause, taking a deep a breath, and set the car in motion. You do recall that the movie theatre isn't a short drive away, so you can take some time to talk to Carrie.

"So." You state. "It was nice to meet your aunt."

Carrie gives you a look, then laughs. "Oh, she's not my aunt. She's a friend of the family, as my parents have hired her as a private chef a bunch of times. That turned into a friendship, and I've known her for just about my entire life."

"Just...how rich are you? You're close to a famous chef to the point of being family friends, and your parents live at an estate?"

"Very rich." Carrie admits. "I haven't told you because I know that you've had bad experiences with rich people in the past. And...I didn't want our relationship to be affected by that fact. I've fallen for you, John, and I'm beginning to be unable to imagine my life without you. I love you."

You're at a stoplight now, so you take this time to turn to Carrie and take her hands in yours. "I love you too, Carrie. I can't imagine my life without you either. And I can't wait to meet your parents, even if that means meeting with the upper crust. And to be honest, it's not like I even hate the rich because of some hatred of the ruling class. It's shameful, but it's envy. I want to be rich, and have that power where I don't have to worry about anything but my passions."

"I know." Carrie replies. "I knew it the moment I met you. And as we got to know each other I realized that I could be your gateway into that world. And with being rich comes decadence. And there is nothing more decadent than spending all your energies on fucking. That's why I offered and continue to offer to do anything sexual with you. Because this might be our lives for 50-60 years, and I wanted to give you a taste."

You smile back at Carrie, and before you know it you're pulling into the parking lot of the theater. You get out and meet up with Chet and Natalie. The four of you enter the theater, purchase tickets to the next one and head into the theater proper. You all take seats in the back row, and just like at the restaurant you end up between Carrie and Natalie. You slip your right arm around Carrie, and begin to watch the movie.

The movie's not bad, though glancing over at Chet he seems to be looking at his phone, completely distracted from the movie. Natalie, on the other hand, is engaged, absolutely enthralled by what she's watching on the screen. For you and Carrie, you are cuddling, aglow in the knowledge that you love each other. That warm fuzzy feeling often distracts you from the movie, and you often find yourself confused for large portions of the film.

About an hour into the movie, Carrie begins rubbing your crotch. Your penis quickly complies with Carrie's silent request and hardens up immediately. Carrie stealthily lowers your zipper, and moves up the arm rest. You are stunned by this, because as you know Carrie is an exhibitionist, the two of you have never quite done something quite this bold before. All your complains end as Carrie takes your dick into her mouth, silently suckling it like it was her lifeline.

It doesn't take long before Chet and Natalie realize what the two of you are doing. Natalie gasps, utterly shocked at your display tonight. Chet, just like before, gives a harrumph and grumbles in envy.

And for the next fifteen minutes, Carrie continues what she's doing. She hums slightly, and she's doing just enough to keep you erect in her mouth. Only once the emotional climax starts to occur does she ramp up, giving you a proper blowjob. You glance at your two partners to your left, and see that Chet is trying to get Natalie to start giving him a handjob, but she rebuffs him. She seems to be spending all her energy looking at the screen, putting on blinders.

Soon, Carrie begins flexing her sexual muscles, teasing and tempting your cock like only she can. You ramp up and bite your palm as you cum, trying to prevent your groans from filling the room and letting everyone know what you and Carrie are doing. Carrie, ever the dutiful little slut, drinks all of your cum, guzzling it down like it was her oasis in the desert.

At this point you're just about dead to the world, and Carrie elects to clean you up. She licks up all the excess precum that coats your penis, then tucks your penis back into your slacks. You lean over slowly and kiss her cheek in thanks. Carrie responds by slipping your arm back around her and cuddling up towards you. In less than a minute the lights come on, the credits to roll down the screen. You get up, stretching your legs.

"What a great movie."