We get tickets and don't bother getting junk food as a nice dinner is waiting for us after the movie, we get inside to watch the movie, the lights have not been turned off yet, we get a good seat almost at the top and near the middle. The lights go dim, total darkness except the projector. As soon as the lights are off I feel a warm, silky skin brushing against my thighs and calves. I teasingly do the unexpected, I bring my arm to her abs and slip my hand under her sweater, feeling her warm skin, her defined abs, relaxed muscles in my hand as I caress them from her waist to the side of her abs. When I reach her breast level I tease her softly jiggling her breast feeling it bounce in my hand and when I go lower I play with the hem of her shorts.

I forget to watch the movie (even though its a romantic comedy) as I get lost indulging in Camilla's body, more so when I hear her soft moans. I get so turned on I slip my hand inside her shorts and feel her wet inner parts, I begin stimulating her most sensitive spots, she opens her thighs then closes them, I feel she is about to reach the point of no return. I lean to the side, tensing my thighs because of the position, as she is nearing peak I feel her hand strongly patting my thigh, I hear a slapping sound, but not the characteristic one, as I feel my strong muscles resisting without giving in, bouncing Camilla's hand as I give her utmost pleasure, feeling her buck my hand strong as she tries to muffle a loud moan, washing my hand in her life giving juices, slumping back in her seat panting, trying to catch air. 

Tristan's POV:

Enid accepting Emily and with Kim as shift supervisor we can keep open all week long, we just need two more, one to cover days off  and another for a weekend supervisor. After work, I lay in bed with my beautiful, loving wife, and I ask her: " I thought of an idea for uniforms, what do you think of black skirt and yellow shirt for waitresses (pants for waiters), black bottoms (skirt or pants) and blue top for supervisors, black apron for waiters, brown apron for baristas, red apron for the head barista, blue for the supervisor. Just thinking."

I turn to look at her, caress her toned, smooth thigh, all the way down to her shapely calf, smiling at her.

Tristan’s POV:

“ I was thinking on reserving red for the owners, I love seeing you in your red top and black skirt, I also like wearing red shirts myself, but if you like that for waitstaff that’s fine with me. “

We get to the theater, purchase our tickets and take.our seats just before they shut the lights off. As soon
as the lights are off I brush my hand against his thigh and calf. I let out a little squeal when I'm surprised by the feeling of his warm hand slipping under my sweater. Feeling him caress from my waist to the sides of my abs.  He then moves his hand from my abs up to my breasts softly jiggling them for a moment before going lower and playing with the hem of my shorts.

I can't help but let out a low moan (trying to be discrete as we are not alone in the theater). Just then I felt Jarrod slip his hand inside my shorts and to my inner parts making me moan again, this time just a bit louder. As I feel him begin to cares between my legs I can't help but open and close them as I am quickly being brought to the point of no return. I begin patting his thigh just a bit harder, hearing a slapping sound (but not one where his thighs jiggle. His thigh is as hard as a rock and  bounces my hand off.) I can't help thrusting strong against his hand while it is still between my legs making me try my best to stiffle another moan as I finally reach the point of no return. I finally slump back in my seat trying to catch my breath.

"Wow!" I begin whispering as I turn to look as Jarrod. "I wonder how much of the movie we've missed."  I finish with a slight giggle.

I smile when Camilla pats my thigh, seems she got quite turned on feeling it hard as a rock, once she catches her breath she whispers: " Wow! I wonder how much of the movie we've missed". As she giggles. I look at her and whisper in her ear: " And you don't know how much more we'll miss, you just experienced the prelude of what I have in mind. " I take my hand out of her short, pulling the front of her shorts down as I kneel between her legs, placing my face where my hand was and my hands on her still quavering quads.