My sixteenth year

It was one month before my sixteenth birthday. I decided to go to the early movie at the old Culver Theater. My buddies who usually go with me to the movies were tied up and it was the last day before the movie I wanted to see left the theater. The movies always changed on Friday. Being a school night I didn’t want to stay out to late because we had a big game cumming up Friday. I played center and forward on the junior basketball team.

I took the bus and got to the theater in time for the six o’clock movie. In those days you always got a double feature, a news reel, and usually a cartoon. The theater was about 2/3rds full and I had an isle seat. I couldn’t see who sat next to me but I new it was a woman because she had a faint scent of jasmine. When intermission came I turned in my seat and asked the lady if she would save my seat as I wanted to have a cigarette. She said “I was just going to ask you the same thing.” We both laughed, and I said I think there are enough empty seats so why don’t we both go up and have one. We sat in the lounge and had our cigarettes.

I began to notice how attractive a woman she was, maybe thirty or so. She had brown hair down to her shoulders and dressed in a business jacket and skirt. As she sat across from me I could not help but notice how nice her long legs were. We talked about my school and the basketball team. She told me her husband was a diplomat and was in Europe for the next six months. I didn’t think anything about it at the time. I got up to go back to our seats and she asked me if I was really interested in the next movie. I said “not really” it was one of those mushy love stories. She said, “Would like to come up to my house for a cup of coffee?” I was flabbergasted, “Sure I stammered that would be nice.” I looked at her trying to figure her out. She gave me a big smile as we walked to her car. I opened her door for her and as she got in her tight dress slid up her thighs. I couldn’t help myself my cock started to twitch.

We arrived at her house which was in the Culver Hills, a semi wealthy area. She parked in the garage and we went into the house thru the kitchen. It was a big kitchen with a large butcher block in the center. She led me into the den and said “Have a seat, would you like to have coffee or maybe a beer. I said I’d love a beer.” She wet into the kitchen and got a beer out of the fridge. “Here sip on this while I go get into something more comfortable.”

I sucked in my breath and let out a little moan as she walked in wearing a black see though negligee. She didn’t have a thing under it and her tits stood straight out.
My cock got instantly hard. She fixed herself a scotch on the rocks and tuned on her phonograph. She played blue moon and asked me if I liked to dance. It was right then that I was so thankful to my Mom for teaching me how to dance. My mind was racing, how could I stand up without her seeing my hard on. I said “Sure, I love to dance” and kind of rolled off the couch sideways. I took her in my arms and started to dance holding her away from my body and hard on.

We danced like that for about a minuet before she pulled me to her and my hard on that was sticking straight up in my jeans came into her abdomen just above her crotch. I was shaking I was so excited, and I almost came in my pants. She laid her head on my shoulder and began to hum. She seemed to rub up and down on my dick as we danced.
I said what the hell, and reached down with both hands and grabbed her ass and pulled her tighter to my crotch.