A Date Night
She looks beautiful for their movie date
Flushed, she is running a little late.
Excited to see his beautiful face,
She sees him there and they embrace.
His touch ignites her hidden passion
And she steps back with meek discretion.
She is embarrassed by public displays,
So she hurries inside without delay.
The lights inside slowly dim,
In the dark she catches a little glimpse!
A hand is sneaking on her shoulder
Across her back, moving to hold her.
What's this? !
He doesn't stop it there!
Now his hands are everywhere!
One is running up her thigh,
All she gives is a tiny sigh.
Her defenses drop as he moves his hand higher.
Now her body is on fire!
The crowd around them are all laughing
At something funny on screen said in passing.
She hardly knows, or even hears them
As his hand finds her breasts and suddenly clears them.
Released from her bra, he goes berserk,
His fingers really go to work!
She feels a delightful, liquid ripple,
As his fingers quite roughly, tug at her nipple.
She really tries to silence her breathing.
Her face is red, her mind is reeling!
Then she feels a delicious hum
She's just about to…..
The crowd starts clapping, there's music, there's light!
It gives her a start and a great big fright.
He starts to laugh as she gains composure
He quickly reclips and hurries to clothe her.
Before anybody would ever guess
What just happened under her dress.
Red faced she scrambles from the theatre
Followed closely by her sexy conspirator
Suddenly there is an urgent race
To find a way back to their place.
He's glad he gets to share his life
With this girl he long ago made his wife.
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