The Foolproof Plan

Chapter 25: BALANCING ACT

I was pleasantly surprised that Minda did not insist on anything after we left the movie theater last night. It had been another story in the dark during the movie.

She had chosen seats on the last row overlooking the rest of the theater. "No one bothers us this way," she had said. Then I realized what she meant.

First, she held my hand. If I tried to let go, she would hold on tighter. Then, she began pulling my hand onto her lap. After a while, she moved my hand under her skirt, and I immediately pulled my hand back.

"No," I said.

She leaned toward me, her lips next to my ear. "Don't tell me that you wouldn't want to play under Bella's skirt in a darkened theater."

"Of course not! I wouldn't do that," I hissed without taking my eyes off the screen.

"Ooh, a gentleman." She giggled a bit and went back to watching the movie.

After another few minutes, she reached for my hand again.

"Minda!"

"Shh," she whispered. "This is the lesson. Hold her hand then slowly move it and place it where you'd really like her hand to be." She plopped her hand right on my crotch and squeezed.

I felt myself begin to harden before I pushed her hand away. "Stop!" I said through clenched teeth, this time staring at her. "I said I didn't need any more advice. This is not why I'm here. I thought you wanted to watch the movie."

"Relax," she whispered. "Consider that our last lesson. I sure hope you aren't going to bore her again. I never figured you for a prude."

I waited for her to do something else, but to my relief, she watched the rest of the movie without bothering me.

When the movie was over, we walked out of the well-lit building. I rushed her out into the darker parking lot, just in case anyone we knew was leaving the same theater. There was less of a chance we'd be recognized if it was dark.

I walked her to her car, and she got in and drove away without incident. I hadn't realized that I'd been holding my breath until I saw her car turn away into the street. I wasn't sure how much longer I would have to keep up this act just so that she wouldn't get angry and say anything to Bella. I was such a fucking idiot to be in this situation. Why did I have to constantly mess everything up? What was my fucking problem? I loved Bella. Only her. Always her. How did I end up like this?

I didn't enjoy being at Minda's mercy because I wasn't sure if I could trust her. Again, I kicked myself mentally for not telling Bella everything. Now I just had to hope for the best.