Saved by the bell... phone, actually

The boys are just about to release you from the bondage of clothes when you're all surprised by loud music and a woman's voice saying, "Oh me so horny me love you long time. Me fucky sucky."

"What the hell?" the guy on your right exclaimed.

"It's her cellphone!" one of the guys behind you exclaimed, just as the ringtone went off again.

"You've got 'Me So Horny' as your ring-tone?" they ask, staring at you incredulously, and obviously more than a little turned on. You're just as incredulous. That wasn't the ringtone you set!

"Jacob," you gasp. "Quick, give it to me!"

"Oh I thought you'd never ask," says one with a grin.

"Hang on a sec, it's in here somewhere," says the guys with your purse. You're not quite sure how it ended up with him, but he seems to be taking a disproportionately long time trying to find the phone in your little purse. The ring-tone plays two more times before he holds it out to you.

"Let go..." you tell the boys, but then the phone clicks on, leaving your hands and feet held apart by them. "Uh, Jacob?" you ask, nervously, trying to shh the boys without making a sound. They make kissy faces back at you and chuckle.

"Hi Jenny," Jacob says, sounding harassed. "I'm running a little late."

"Just a little?" you ask sarcastically, but he doesn't seem to get it.

"Yeah. Look, I was thinking..."

"Oh!" you exclaim when a couple pieces of popcorn slip between the bucket and your crotch. A few fingers delve down the shaved front of your privates, and you squirm as the fingers seek out the elusive kernels, rubbing where no one but Jacob (and you) should.

"Jenny?"

"Uh, yeah. Sorry. Good part in the movie," you say tremulously as the fingers find not the kernel but something else small and hard. You try to mouth, 'that's not a kernel of popcorn!' but the fingers seem oblivious, and you're embarrassed to find yourself getting wetter and wetter the more the fingers move down there.

Jacob laughs. "Yeah, I thought you might like that kind of movie. What do you think of the heroine?"

"I..." you gasp as the fingers pull out.

"Got one," the boy whispers, but then another few fingers dive down to find the other kernel they'd lost. You're torn between wishing they'd remove the bucket so they could find it quickly and hoping they'll fumble around even longer.

"Great," is all you're able to say.

Chuckling, Jacob says, "I thought you might. Anyway, I had a second thing planned tonight. I don't want to take you away from the movie, so I thought I'd meet you there. The question is, do you want to come now or later?"

With the fingers rubbing you mercilessly (the kernel's not in there boys, but keep trying!) you find it hard to process his words as your body shakes and quakes.