Flightless Birds

Movie night

My alarm goes off at 4:30 A.M. I immediately turn it off then go to my bathroom. I use the toilet, then hop into the shower to start my morning. I then get dressed in dark wash jeans with a few holes in them and a silky short sleeve blouse. I put on some socks then slide on my black Keds. I brush my teeth then apply a thin line of eyeliner and some mascara. I pull my hair into a ponytail then grab my purse and keys and head out the door. I walk the block to the parking garage then drive to work.
Traffic was pretty bad, so it took a bit longer than expected to get to work. I get approved to be on the lot by Jeffrey, our security guard, and park my car in my usual spot. I'm running a bit late, so I jog my way to Tom's trailer. Once I get there I unlock the door and walk in. As scheduled, he is already getting his hair and makeup done. I can rest easy. Easier anyway.
" Good morning" Steve says in a sing song voice.
" Hello." I say back. " Traffic was a killer today."
" You can't keep being late, sweetheart!" He says as he shakes his head in disapproval. " You just gained Kathy's trust and you're about to have it ripped right out from under you."
I let out a deep sigh. " I'm trying." I point to Tom. He has his headphones in and his eyes are closed. " Is he almost ready for dress rehearsal?"
He nods. I'm almost finished with his hair then Chelsea will start his makeup which won't take long at all."
I nod. " Is there anything you will need for later on today?"
Chelsea walks in from outside with a coffee. "Look who decided to finally show up."
I roll my eyes. "There was traffic."
" Excuses, Excuses." She shoves past me over to where Tom is sitting. She puts down her coffee and begins applying his makeup.
Steve walks over to me and places his hand on my shoulder. "Get yourself some coffee. And on the way, will you pick me up some more mouse?"
" Sounds great."
I leave and walk to the cafeteria. I open the door. My nose is taken over by the scent of some Starbuck's blend. I follow the scent and pick up three black coffee's. I also get some raspberry muffins. On my way back to the trailer, I stop at the hair and makeup department and grab some mouse for Steve.
I walk back into the trailer and place everything in my hands on the makeup counter. I hand a coffee and muffin to Steve. " For you."
I lightly shake Tom, who is still asleep. He eyes open and he sits up, looking a bit confused. " I got you some coffee and a muffin."
He hesitantly takes it. " Thanks." He says tiredly. " How long have you been here?"
I take a sip of my coffee. " Not very long. There was traffic so I got here kind of late."
He nods. " I hope this won't be a trend with you."
I laugh nervously. " Yeah, me too. By the way, you have dress rehearsal in an hour, so if you're ready now, we can head that way."
He takes a bite of his muffin. "I'll want to finish breakfast first." He then takes a drink of his coffee. " You should probably do the same."
" You know, you're right." I sit down on the sofa and take sips of my coffee.
He walks over and sits down beside me. "So how was your night last night?"
" Pretty good I guess." I start thinking back to my dream with him in it and our shirts. OUR SHIRTS. HIS SHIRT! I FORGOT HIS SHIRT! " That reminds me," I say a casually as possible without trying to sound like a freak. " I dried your shirt yesterday but I forgot it this morning and I didn't realize it until now."
" Oh that's okay, I can drop by after work and pick it up if that's alright with you."
"Yeah that's fine." I try to sound as cool as possible. I don't need him knowing that I'm screaming on the inside.
We finish our breakfast in silence while ABC news played in the background. We leave ten minutes early for the dress rehearsal and walk in silence.

_____________________________________________________________ Tom's POV________________________________________________________________

I'm kind of looking forward to going to her place tonight, but at the same time, I'm a total wreck. I'm like a nervous little school boy who's deciding whether or not to ask his crush to the school dance or not. We haven't said a word to each other since we had the conversation of me coming over.
I just want to grab her waist and kiss her. She looks so simply cute today I can hardly handle it. I've been here at dress rehearsal for two hours and she's just standing there looking perfect. This is agonizing.
They have finally finished taking my measurements. I'm free to go! I walk over to Sophie. She's talking to that Cynthia woman we met yesterday.
" Yeah, it's so stra-" The Cynthia woman looks at me then looks at her. She turns around. " Oh, hey. I thought it would take longer than it did."
I shrug my shoulders. "I guess not. Are you ready to go rehearse some lines?"
She sighs. "As ready as I'll ever be." She gives Cynthia hug then walks to the exit. I follow behind.
I catch up to her to where we are side by side. " Is everything alright?" I ask.
She gives me a faint smile. " Yeah. This morning has just put a damper on my day, that's all."
I nudge her shoulder. " Well maybe we can go do something that will change your attitude tonight."
She laughs. " We could go see that remake of Poltergeist?"
" Sounds good to me. Shall I drive or should we take your car?"
"We can take my car. After all, I've been driving on the correct side of the car longer than you have."
I roll my eyes. " We'll see who's better."
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We finish up our day at work then head back to my place to pick up Tom's shirt.
I unlock the door to my apartment and let Tom in.
"Your place is amazing." He says. " It has that very homey feel to it."
I smile excitedly. " I'm glad you think so! I've been waiting for someone to say that besides my mom!"
He laughs. " It's really nice. If I was married to someone and they decorated our house like this, I'd be pleased."
I try really hard not to blush. " Thanks!"
I grab his shirt out of the laundry room then we leave to go to the movies.
I park the car then we walk to the ticket booth and purchase our tickets.
We sit towards the back of the theatre where there isn't a lot of people so he won't get noticed.
We've missed most of the previews and the movie will begin at any moment now. The lights completely shut off now and the theatre is completely black. The movie doesn't start off too horribly creepy but getting further into it, it gets worse. I close my eyes and grip my seat tightly. I hear everyone in the theatre scream. Tom jumps up, pop corn flying everywhere.
He must've turned and looked at me because he whispers, "Hey, That's cheating." and grabs my arms and pulls them down away from my face. He continues to grip my left arm. I try to wriggle free but then he grabbed my hand and held onto it. Some kind of demonic thing pops out and I jump out of my seat a scream. Laughing at me, he grabs my waist and pulls me back down into my seat. I bury my face into my chest and don't look up.
Tom tickles at my sides and makes me look up. "If you look down or cover your face one more time, I'll make you regret it."
I pinch at his arm. " Yeah, and what exactly will you do?" I use my free hand to cover my eyes.
He turns my face towards his and holds both my hands down under the strength of one of his. " I told you not to do that." He uses his free hand, gently grabs my chin then leans in and kisses me. He then lets go of my hands and puts his other hand on my waist. I cup my hands around his face and sit in his lap. I run my hands through his hair while he kisses my neck. I try my best not to moan but he's a damn good kisser.
He laughs into my breasts as I let out a faint moan.
I get up and grab his hand. I lead him down the stairs of the theatre and go into the bathroom in the back. The bathroom is deserted. I lock the door behind us. He hoists me up onto the sink and proceeds to kiss at my neck. I tilt my head back and let him go at it. He gently bites at the top of my breast then continues kissing. I grab a hold of his hair and restrain from letting out a loud moan. I push him away and into the corner of the bathroom by the hand dryers. I kiss his lips, then his neck. His hands climb up my shirt then into my bra. He grabs my breasts and gently squeezes. I hop back onto the counter and unbutton my jeans. I then unbutton his pants and begin massaging him until he gets hard. He grabs me and lays me down onto the counter. He slowly slides into me and begins pushing. Back and forth, back and forth. He's unbelievably good at this. I sit up and move closer to the edge of the counter. I'm moving in a motion to where he's penetrating my G- spot and I'm beginning to climax. I move faster and harder. He rubs my clitoris which makes climaxing a lot more easier and enjoyable. He starts moaning. I'm getting to him finally. I bounce up and down. It helped considerably. I let out a loud moan but continue riding. It feels so good, I don't want to stop. He grabs at my hips.
"Slow down." He struggles to get the words out. I feel my second orgasm coming. I shake my head no. He lets out a loud moan. I feel him cum inside me. I ride for a bit more until I let out my last moan.
I pull away and let him catch his breath. I slide my underwear, jeans and shirt back on. He stands up and buttons his pants. He's panting lightly. I can see the beads of sweat lining his hairline.
I immediately feel a twinge of guilt surge through my body. I just fucked my project, my means of income for the next few months.
I can feel my mood quickly shift from a peaceful zen to an anxious mess.
I grab my purse off of the counter and walk over to the door, unlocking it with lightning speed. " I'll see you at work tomorrow!" I shout as I speed walk away. I turn around briefly to find him gawking at me in disbelief from the bathroom door.
WHAT HAVE I DONE.