I Kissed My Husband's Mistress

~Twenty Seven~

We decided to go to the movies for our fifth date. Cliche, but classic. It was just a boring movie, nothing much.

"Got the popcorn Viv?"

"Yeah I got it. Let's go in."

I give the usher our tickets and he rips it, leaving the stub. We enter, heading to the toilet one at a time.

When I got back, the movie was starting already, with the intro playing.

Just 2 minutes into the movie and I already felt bored. I wished we had rented a movie instead. Now I have to sit through this.

With nothing to do and 2 hours left in a freezing cinema theatre, I just munch down on the popcorn, letting Vivian take some every now and then.

I sat inside, next to the wall. I used my phone, setting the brightness to the lowest and draping my jacket over my head.

"Trish! What are you doing?"

"It's boring. I don't like it. You can continue watching. Here's the popcorn."

She rolls her eyes and snatches the bucket out of my hand. Smiling, I continue to scroll through social media.

Then, I decided to read some girl x girl books. The first chapter already made me horny. I started to rub my nipple through my shirt and bra.

I kept my moans quiet, but Vivian knew I was up to something.

"Trish?"

I pay her no mind as I rub the other nipple now. She grabs my hand and pulls it away from my body.

"We're in public."

"No one's behind us. We're seating in the last row..."

I remove the jacket off my head and lunge forward to kiss her. At first she fights back but eventually she starts to kiss me back.

"Mm... Let's go to the toilet..."

Without second note, we left the popcorn and drink behind, stumbling to the toilet.

Inside, I pushed her against the wall, kissing her all over. I push more into her, my hands pinning hers on either side of her head.

She shifts her body up and down, rubbing her crotch against mine.

I pull her into a stall, pushing her against the wall again. She removes her top and requests that I do the same.

I shake my head, wanting her to feel pleasure.

She wasn't wearing a bra, which was perfect. I knead her nipple between my middle and index finger, eliciting breathy moans from her.

"Oh.... oh my god..."

She unbuckles her jeans and slides them down, all while I was sucking on her neck. I could tell she was enjoying herself.

I slowly rub her clit through her thing underwear, her body almost crumbling. She was trying to pull herself together, straightening her back so that she'd stand up.

Her legs were trembling, and I shift my mouth back up to hers, my hands continuing their motion.

After rubbing her clit through the fabric for a while more, I enter the underwear, teasing her by rubbing the top part before going underneath, and eventually, plunging my fingers in.

She moaned so loudly I had to cover her mouth with my other hand.

"Sh.... we're in public..."

Her eyes were shut, and she nodded her head slowly. I loved doing this to her.

I go faster and faster, showing no sign and no intention of slowing down. Her moans became rapid panting, her chest rising and falling quicker and quicker.

Then, I heard her moan, caught in her throat and felt something coating my fingers.

I release my hand from her mouth, letting her drink in all the air she wanted. She slid down the wall, eventually sitting down. I sat down on the disgusting floor, our foreheads touching.

"That was good. What about you?"

"It's ok. You've been a god girl anyway. You deserve a reward."

Eventually, we went back to the theatre, surprised that our food and drinks were still there. Chuckling, we snuggle together under the little jacket. The show was boring, but it was fine. The woman I loved was with me.

When we got home, supper was in order. There was nothing in the fridge, so we decided to get some delivery.

"Want some waffles or something? I know this place that does delivery. Their waffles are top notch too."

Vivian looks at me while I ransacked the fridge for anything.

"Trish?"

"Yeah?"

I yell from inside the fridge.

"Supper? Waffles?"

"Yeah."

I finally get my head out of the fridge, my hair frozen stiff because we got caught in the rain.

She starts walking towards me as I try to shake my hair to break them apart.

"What you doing that for? You'll get a cold sticking your head in the fridge like that especially after we got caught in the rain."

I chuckle and she walks over to the home telephone, dialling up the waffle place.

The supper came, we ate and watched a couple of episodes of Brooklyn 99 before heading to sleep, cuddling with each other.

Every date with her was perfect. We get to know each other, eat, some times have sex, then we sleep next to each other, and the mornings are so peaceful.

But of course we lived separately, so I hated it when she had to leave. I wanted to move in with her, to have her around all the time.

I love her so much, I don't see how we would ever annoy each other. She's the woman of my dreams, my princess, my queen.

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