Let's take full advantage of Cindy's lack of panties on the way back to the food court...

In a fit of wild faux pas, you pull out your phone and tap it. "Let's step back out..." You say, and I smile, standing. As we step into the aisle, still out of sight, you slip an arm around my waist, pulling me back. I feel your other hand slide up between my thighs from behind, and I rock my knees apart, giving you room to maneuver.

Your fingers find my slit quite wet, and gently slip along my happy little clit as I let out a soft breathy sigh. I feel you start forward, and I take a few awkward steps, your hand still teasing at me between my thighs.

Grinning almost as much at the wild thought of what you're doing as at the very much enjoyable feeling, I tug my shirt carefully into place as we step out into the light. Your hand reaching up between my thighs is hardly subtle, but it's just barely not completely obvious from the front.

Which is good, because the cute usher, the one who couldn't possibly be more than 18 or 19, steps around the corner right in front of me, jolting to a stop.

"Oh, hey!" I smile as I feel you stop walking.

"Leaving so soon?" He glances up at the movie we just stepped out of. I honestly don't even know what it was.

"Sometimes you just know a movie isn't your style, you know?" I bite my lip as two of your fingers take the plunge at once, pressing into me as my heart skips a beat.

"I don't know, sometimes I like to just take it all in, enjoy the story they are trying to tell, see what I do like about it, you know?" Your pressing harder, more abrupt, now, and I can feel my breasts starting to noticeably jiggle with each thrust.

"Usually when I'm taking it all in at the movies, it's not the movie I'm taking in..." Did I just say that? Did you just stifle a laugh? Is that wet sound coming from your fingers pumping in and out of me? Can this usher hear that? Is this light particularly flattering for him or something?

"Um..." His face is suddenly bright red, and he is obviously struggling not to stare at my chest. I don't think it's the light having this effect on me, I think it's your fingers, but with that look on his face, he's just so...

"Fuck it..." I step forward, my lips instantly meeting his, my tongue pressing into his mouth, your fingers shoving roughly into my pussy, my hips churning against the both of you.

"Mnngh..." I sigh, pulling wetly away, breath heavy but settling, hips no longer rocking, your fingers... half way across the room.

"Hey!" I dart after you as you smirk at me. I shove my shirt back into proper form and we head along to the food court.