A Special Girl Prologue

Once, a couple of weeks ago, she had really surprised him. They were at the cinema, like every Saturday, and just like every Saturday they were making out in the back row more than watching the film. It was an older film that had been on a few weeks already, so they knew it would be nearly an empty house. They had been in luck. There were only 3 others there that day. A couple of teenagers down in the front row making a lot of noise, and an older guy about half way back. Plenty of space and privacy. It was just perfect. He had been squeezing her small firm tits under her t-shirt, feeling her nipple becoming big and hard as she rubbed at his cock through his jeans. Then suddenly he felt her undo his fly and slip her hand inside. He gasped softly as her hand took a firm hold of his stiff member, only covered by the thin material of his boxers. He was in heaven. He had been dreaming of this for weeks, and now it was happening. She rubbed it a little more as they resumed kissing. He could feel her slowly working his incredibly hard cock out of his undies and the fly of his jeans. He just kissed her more vigorously and squeezed her tits harder, squeezing the nipple between his middle 2 fingers. Then suddenly she broke off the kiss, looked at him and smiled. She leaned forward, moving her face towards his cock, that was harder than he ever remembered it being before. He panicked and pulled her up and away from his cock. She stared at him with a look of pure shock.

“Are you sure?” He whispered to her. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t really want to you know. I won’t be mad at you.” He was relieved when her saw the smile return to those sultry lips with the slightly smeared baby pink lipstick on them. She placed a hand on his cheek softly and leaned in to kiss him gently on the lips.

“Let me do this,” she had whispered. “I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. Since long before I caught you looking up my skirt at my panties.” He couldn’t hide the shock in his face. She had known, and not said anything about it. Did this mean she had liked him looking up her skirt at her most intimate garments? Surely she must be teasing him. She had always been too much of a good girl to like something like that. Surely.