ladyofsin_98
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The movie theater was practically empty. The movie "Mission Impossible 2" had been running for a long time now so the theater should be practically empty I thought. I gave my son $20.00 to buy the tickets for us at the box office and proceeded to go to the concession stand and bought a medium popcorn and a large soda then sat down one of the cushioned benches to wait for him. As he came back, I gave him the refreshments and told him I had to go to the restroom.
Seeing there was nobody inside the females restroom, I immediately took off my panties and placed it in my bag. I had worn the usual dress when we watch a movie, a dark denim sleeveless ensemble that completely opened in the front and reached down below my knees. He always wanted me to wear this same dress because it allows him to open the buttons up front and feel my now naked body whenever he wants to. I joined my son outside the restroom and we both went inside the movie theater.
Just as I thought, there was hardly anyone else watching. We took a seat by the upper balcony and started munching on the popcorn and waited for the movie to begin. As the lights dimmed signaling the start of the trailer runs, I sighed with anticipation. I moved a little forward on my seat and leaned my head on my son's left shoulder. He raised his left arm and placed it around me to shield me from the cold, his left hand caressing the soft scented flesh of my bare shoulder.
I gave out a long pleasurable sigh. It is always like this. When I feel him touch me, I always feel goosepimples in my entire body and I shivered not from the cold, but from his touch. As the movie started, I leaned further inside his shoulder feeling the increasing beat of his heart on me.
After a while, I felt his right hand unbutton the buttons of my dress and I felt that delicious shiver again sending a pleasurable warmth between my thighs. He completely unbuttoned my dress and slowly parted the folds in front of my breasts. I sighed out his name " Oh John..." as I felt his right hand slip under my dress and gently caress my breasts. I raised my face towards his and we kissed...as I lowered my right hand between his legs, I could feel the outline of his hard cock...my hand slowly tracing the outline of his raging manhood.....
Seeing there was nobody inside the females restroom, I immediately took off my panties and placed it in my bag. I had worn the usual dress when we watch a movie, a dark denim sleeveless ensemble that completely opened in the front and reached down below my knees. He always wanted me to wear this same dress because it allows him to open the buttons up front and feel my now naked body whenever he wants to. I joined my son outside the restroom and we both went inside the movie theater.
Just as I thought, there was hardly anyone else watching. We took a seat by the upper balcony and started munching on the popcorn and waited for the movie to begin. As the lights dimmed signaling the start of the trailer runs, I sighed with anticipation. I moved a little forward on my seat and leaned my head on my son's left shoulder. He raised his left arm and placed it around me to shield me from the cold, his left hand caressing the soft scented flesh of my bare shoulder.
I gave out a long pleasurable sigh. It is always like this. When I feel him touch me, I always feel goosepimples in my entire body and I shivered not from the cold, but from his touch. As the movie started, I leaned further inside his shoulder feeling the increasing beat of his heart on me.
After a while, I felt his right hand unbutton the buttons of my dress and I felt that delicious shiver again sending a pleasurable warmth between my thighs. He completely unbuttoned my dress and slowly parted the folds in front of my breasts. I sighed out his name " Oh John..." as I felt his right hand slip under my dress and gently caress my breasts. I raised my face towards his and we kissed...as I lowered my right hand between his legs, I could feel the outline of his hard cock...my hand slowly tracing the outline of his raging manhood.....