Movie Night

My girlfriend and I, both happen to be movie buffs. But because of her tight schedule, we had not watched a movie for almost 6 months. Until last Friday, we got time to watch an English movie, that too the one we had been waiting for. Now, since the movie was to go off the screens the following week, it also was a quiet theatre with very few people in the hall.

So, we were all set and we both decided to meet directly at the multiplex. In the parking lot, I just took out the tickets to see which hall we are in and I stopped in my tracks. I noticed that by mistake I had booked tickets to an exclusively-for-women show. Just then, my phone rang and it was her. She was shouting as we were late. I went inside and told her the problem. She took a peek into the movie hall and saw that there only a few women in there. She came out, looked at me for a second and then pulled me towards the restrooms. Before I could react or say anything, she took me inside the one for women and into one of the stalls. She dropped the seat, pushed me down on it and opened her purse. Took a pause and said, “Good that you shaved today!” I was still confused. But the moment she took out her kaajal, I knew what was coming. But instead of getting up, I froze. She painted my eyes with liner and mascara. Then she applied a thick coat of her red lipstick and a bindi on my forehead. Now she quickly brushed my hair which I am used to keeping long and open but not neat or combed. But she straightened them with her brush as much as she could and created a centre partition and put several pins on the sides. Then she pulled some strands and made them cover my forehead like temporary fringes.

“You can do without earrings. Your ears are covered by your hair.” Then she saw my hands and took out my wristband and watch and replaced them with her own bangles, six in each hand. She took her silk red scarf and then draped around my neck in a very feminine style. “I don’t have a spare blouse for you right now.” My jaw was open wide at the word “blouse”. She bit her nail for a second and then started pulling my shirt out of my jeans. She opened a few buttons from the bottom and made a knot. Finally, she took out a locket from her purse with a heart-shaped pendant and put it around my neck.

I still hadn’t said a word. She pulled me out of the stall and we ran towards the movie hall. She got the ticket scanned while pushing me towards the door of the hall. That’s when I panicked and I was about to run outside. But was stopped by her. She just pushed me back into the door pressing it open and said, “Come on, sis! We are super late!” Since the hall was almost vacant, instead of the centre seats we had specially booked, we took the ones behind in the corner. Until half time, I could not concentrate in the fear of getting caught. Every time the canteen guys would walk into deliver someone’s food on seat, I would just cover my face with the scarf. Then as the lights came on during intermission, my girl friend saw me scared and trying to hide my face. She held my face from my chin and before I knew she was kissing me. I couldn’t look around but I am sure we must have got everyone’s attention. She kept on kissing me. Her tongue now probing hard as I received it. We had kissed hundreds of times before but this surely was a strange feeling. Her lipstick clad lips against my lipstick clad lips. Soon I was into it. The lights went off as the movie resumed. Our lips parted but our hands didn’t.

Now I had absolutely no clue what was happening on the screen. The second part continued and her hand would come around from behind to the left of my chest every now and then. She would play with and squeeze as if I was the girl and each time I complained, her right hand pulled my face closer and she would start kissing me again in the same fashion. When the movie was approaching its climax, she started opening my shirt buttons and then opened hers too. Soon my hands were fondling with her breasts too. I was in a sensory overload and whatever happened next I couldn’t just register. All I remember is the movie ended, the lights came on and we came out.

Now I was getting a few stares from the people around as we walked towards the car park. My hand went for the keys in my pocket but they were missing. I heard some jingling sound from behind. When I turned, I saw the keys hanging in front of my face. She had them. No idea when she took them out of my pocket though. I reached out and she pulled her hand away. She went around, opened the co-passenger door and held it open like it was a signal for me to get in. I knew was not going to back out, so I got in. She drove and almost halfway down, she stopped the car. Turned off the lights, unhooked the seatbelts. Looked at me and went for my buttons again. While I should have noticed earlier but it was only now that I realised. I was wearing her blouse. I froze again. She stopped unbuttoning, pulled her purse from behind and took out her lipstick again. “Show me those juicy lips again, beautiful!” I wanted to say no but I was pouting. She gave my lips a few more coats and didn’t even care to cap the lipstick. She dropped it and jumped with her hands over my imaginary breasts, lips on my lips and tongue deep in my mouth.