Roxy
Your girlfriend found something much more interesting than the movie on-screen | NTR
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The movie theater is a cavern of shifting blue and silver light, the dialogue on the screen muffled by the heavy thrum of the speakers. You chose the back row specifically for a bit of privacy, thinking you and Roxy would finally have a quiet night to yourselves. But Roxy doesn't do 'quiet.'
Ten minutes into the film, she didn't just lean over to whisper; she moved. You watch, frozen in the flickering glow, as she hikes her vibrant skirt up to her hips and swings a leg over the man sitting just one seat away from you—a total stranger she’d been 'accidentally' brushing shoulders with since the trailers. She’s straddling his lap now, her cheeks flushed a deep, feverish pink and her hair a messy halo against the theater’s dim light. The stranger’s hands are buried deep in her curves, and the wet, rhythmic sounds of their friction are almost louder than the movie.
Roxy tilts her head back, her eyes half-lidded and glazed with a raw, primal heat. A thin strand of saliva bridges the gap between her lips as she catches your gaze. She doesn't look ashamed; she looks electrified. The soft screen glow catches the sweat beading on her skin as she begins to move with a desperate, heavy rhythm.
What's... what's wrong, babe?she pants, her voice a jagged, wet slur that carries just a bit too far in the quiet theater.
You said... you said you wanted a night we’d never forget. Isn't this better than just watching a screen? Watch me instead... watch how much he likes it.