Fantasy
I decided to go to the movies. I had not been in a long time. My wife was out of town for work and I was bored. The movie was one I wanted to see anyway and did not want to wait for. I buy a ticket and popcorn and I get a seat in the very back. The theater is not very crowded, maybe half full. The back row only has 5 people, none close to me, which suits me fine.
As commercials start, I notice a very beautiful woman heading toward the back. It was not just her beautiful face that I wanted to stare at, it was the way she moved. She HAD to be with SOMEONE. She had a confidence and a spirit about her. Immediately I daydreamed she sat next to me. I love women with brown eyes and brown hair. Hers was some of the best I ever saw. And the way she cared for it showed.
I kept expecting her to stop at an aisle at any time. My heart beat a little faster as she looked up to where I was and smiled. Not missing a beat, I smiled back. Then she headed straight for me.
For a moment I assumed maybe she thought she knew me. I racked my brains, did I know her? No. I would remember her.
“Anyone sitting here,” she asked me. “No, I am alone tonight.” “Me too,” she said with a smile.
Then she asked me I it was ok to join me. I had that immediate guilty feeling that came from knowing I wanted her to, but overcame it quickly, making no attempt to hide my wedding ring.
As she sits to my right, I notice she has a wedding ring too. Well, ok, then. I feel safer now.
“You often go to the movies alone, without your wife,” she asked quietly? “Well, no, not really, she is out of town for work. But we have not gone to the movies together in years.” I look her in the eyes as I said this. She smiled. I suddenly wanted to jump off of a mountain for her. Anything to express how good it was to look at her.
“My husband is out with the guys again. He never goes to the movies with me. I usually have girlfriends go, but they were busy and I just did not want to be home doing nothing.” I pondered how in the world a man would let this beautiful woman want for anything.
“I’m Chelsea.” She stuck out her hand. “Hi, I’m Kelly.” I took her hand. She did not shake quickly but just held my hand a moment. I felt strange, suddenly I made a friend at the movies.
“Well, we might as well see it together. That is, if you would like to be my date?” She gave me another smile. “Horrible date, I am. I did not even get you popcorn.” I said this with a smile and chuckled. She laughed. She had a very nice laugh. “That’s ok, remember, you offered me my own and I said I would rather share with you!” She gave me a naughty smile.
We both laughed now. The truth was I had gotten a large and there was no way I was eating it all. I like the amount of butter ratio I could get with a large. I held it out to her and to my surprise, she took some. “You got the ratio of butter that is perfect for popcorn!” My heart skipped a beat.
“Well, I was thinking of sharing with you when I got it, you know.” I put the popcorn between us and relaxed. I liked this woman. Not just sexually. She was fun, the girl you wanted for a friend.
“We are a pair, aren’t we?” She said this without looking at me, now watching an ad. “So, do you often sit with married women alone sharing when your wife is out of town?” She was not smiling now. I paused. “Oh, um, no, I…” Now she looked at me and smiled again. She gave a little laugh. “I’m teasing. I sat with you, remember?”
I gave a little uneasy laugh. “My husband would barely care, sometimes I think he is bored with me.” She got some more popcorn. “I can’t imagine that is true.” She smiled and said, “You are sweet. I know I am kind of attractive, I take care of myself too. But he does not seem to notice anymore. I have thought for a while now that maybe he married me to show his friends he could. He is very handsome and comes from money. Well, we both do. But I am realizing now how little money matters when it comes to a relationship.”
I am realizing how honest she is suddenly being and do not know what to say. I really feel bad for her. But she smiles again and says, “Sorry for being a downer. Now I am the bad date! What about you and your wife?”
“Been married 22 years. Neither of us came from money, but we are doing ok.”
She put her hand on my arm, “No silly, how is the sex?” The world stopped spinning and I thought I would start coughing. She started laughing. This time a quiet laugh where her shoulders slightly shook. “Am I being too forward?” Her hand was still on my arm. I smiled at her and decided to play along. “Of course not. We are on a date, remember?”
“Is it ok if we pretend we really are?” She asked me this without a smile. She was being serious. I did not really know this woman, but I sensed she needed to be with someone and I really wanted to be a friend. “Yes. I would be honored. You should not have to be alone if you don’t want to be.”
The movie previews started and she sat back and relaxed, getting more popcorn. After a preview she leaned over an whispered, “That one looks dreadful. We should go see that one next and just make out.” She laughed quietly. This woman was hungry for male companionship. I decided to give her whatever she wanted. I leaned over to whisper in her ear, God she smelled good. “If we are lucky, this movie will be bad too.”
She said nothing but just smiled. I wondered what she was thinking. The movie started and we sat in silence. Her hand was still on my arm. She moved it down and took my hand. I gave it to her and we started to watched the movie without looking at each other. Everyone else in the place had might as well be gone during the movie. She was the only one in the room. Every once in a while she stroked my fingers. I returned the favor. I looked over at her, but her eyes stayed on the movie.
After a while she leaned over and whispered, “This is when you put your arm around me, dummy.” I looked at her but she kept her eyes forward. Then I did as she asked and she leaned into me. Now I have an erection and feel a hurricane inside. Without thinking much I leaned my head and kissed her behind the ear. She turned and looked at me. I half expected the gig was up and she might even hit me. Instead, without a smile she started kissing me.
We kissed for a few minutes, tenderly and without tongue. Then she went back to watching the movie, squeezed my hand, and put her head on my shoulder.
We stayed like that for the rest of the movie. My thoughts were of what would happen when the movie ended. I barely paid attention to the movie, all of my focus was on how I would lose the erection before having to stand. She was so desirable, and she wanted to sit with me and be close. She even kissed me!
When the credits started and people started to leave, she just sat there. It was like she knew I did not want to get up yet, but I hoped she did not know why. She smiled. “You are a very good date.”
“You are a fantastic date.” I realized just then when she released my hand. “She stood and turned to me. “I am not really ready for the date to end. But I guess all things must end. Walk me to my car?”
“Happy to, my lady.” We walked out of the theater. She was parked near my car as well. I decided not to tell her. I wanted her to feel I would have gone to the opposite side of the lot for her. She opened her door and stopped. “You going to kiss me goodnight?” She smiled.
“I thought maybe we took care of that earlier.”
She grabbed my hand and pulled me to her and smiled like an angel. “What do you say we go out like this again?” Then she started kissing me. She pulled me toward her and now was giving me tongue. She held me close and we kissed for a solid 5 minutes it felt like. I could feel her breasts pushed up against me and my erection was back.
She stopped kissing me and reached down and felt how hard I was. “Can I take that as a hard yes?” She was smiling ear to ear again. Her dimples were amazing. Why had I not noticed that before?
She turned and reached in her car and grabbed something. Just then I noticed she had a prosthetic leg. From what I could tell, maybe only from the knee down. Why had I not noticed THAT?! I wondered about her husband even more now. Was this why she craved attention? I tried to not feel sorry for her, I just know she would hate that. I thought no less of her. She saw me looking down.
“Oh that. Unfortunately, lost part of myself in the service. Does that bother you?”
She was writing, not waiting on an answer. She held out a card. On one side was her name, Chelsea Reynolds. She was a CPA. Her cell was written on the back with, “private cell” and a heart.
She looked at me someone nervously. “Not in the least. Thank you for serving.” I smiled at her.
“Really? Your not just saying that are you?” I took her card and kissed her gently again behind the ear. I whispered, “Not at all.” We stared in each other’s eyes a few moments. She slowly smiled.
“Call me?”
I called her on the way home. We talked for about 4 hours before finally going to bed. I found a new friend.
