a movie night at the house

"Want to stay here and watch a movie?" you suggest.

"Let's see what you have," she says. After thoroughly looking through your collection of movies, she suggests going to the video store and choosing a movie.
So, you and her get into your SUV and drive down to Movie Gallery. She looks through the selections you made, and says "These are all too mushy. Let's get something else."

She goes over to the horror section and picks up a movie. "I've never seen this one," she says. "Sorority Row... Sounds like it would be appealing."

You are surprised that she chose a horror movie, and even more surprised that she picked the one that you were wanting to watch but never could find the time to rent because of school and work. "Ok, let's get it," you agree.

She suggests popcorn, but you inform her that you have some at the house. You and her go to the cashier and pay for the 5 night rental. Somehow, you have a feeling that it's going to take you and her five nights to actually watch the whole thing.

On the way home, she takes your hand and softly kisses it, interlacing her fingers with yours. You don't resist, but hold hands with her all the way back to your apartment. You softly kiss her hand when you stop at a red light, and she smiles and winks at you. Turning in to the apartment, you shut the engine off, and lean over, pull her to you, and softly kiss her lips. She kisses you back, and whispers "I'm glad we're staying in for a movie. I really didn't feel like going out tonight."

She goes to get out, but you lock the doors before she can open it. "A true gentleman opens doors for his date," you say, winking at her.

"Ok," she says. "Be a gentleman and open the door, then." You come around to her side, open the door, and she gets out. "Let me go get out of these work clothes before we watch the movie," she says. "Be back in a few."

You go in and put the movie into the DVD player, pop some popcorn and debate fixing a drink. You decide against it, because if anything happens, you don't want her to have regrets and blame the ****. So, you fix a large glass of pepsi for you and her to share. She comes over, and your eyes just about pop out of your head when you see her. She has a white braless tank top that comes down to just above her belly button, and a pair of blue jeans that are hugging her ass. You manage to control your hormones, and invite her to sit down on the couch. As you turn on the tv, she scoots close to you and softly kisses your lips. "Like what I chose for our date?" she asks.

"Mhmm," you reply as the movie comes on. You just about jump out of your skin because you forgot to turn the volume down. So, you turn it down to a comfortable level. She giggles at this, and you turn red. "Sorry, you say."

"It's ok," she says, laughing, and as you and her hold hands, you sit back to enjoy the movie. You let go of her hand and wrap your arm around her, and you can't resist a kiss, so you turn her face to yours. As you softly kiss her lips, she closes her eyes, and you and her forget about the movie for a minute, as she parts your teeth with her tongue and wraps her tongue around yours. After she breaks the kiss, you go back to watching the movie. Garrett plunges a tire iron into Megan's chest, and she jumps into your lap and screams. You wrap her arms around her, and you feel your cock start to grow. She does too, and whispers, "Did I do that?"

"Yes you did," you whisper back, "with that fine ass of yours."

She giggles and says, "Well, we must do something about that."

Reaching for the remote, she stops the movie and gets between your legs. Rubbing your crotch through your pants, she says, "You feel big."

"I don't know," you reply with an evil grin. "Why don't you drop my pants and find out?"

She pulls your pants down and reaches into your boxers. "Damn, you ARE big," she says as she starts to stroke you. Your cock comes to full attention as she continues to rub, and with her other hand, she starts stroking your balls.