The Ballet
This night was a pretty brazen one but one I will always cherish.
We went to the ballet one night several years ago. I thought it would be nice to sit in a box seat rather than deal with the aisles and the people coming and going. It was not my intention that anything take place. Just a nice night out. My wife was wearing a black halter style dress (no bra), black panties, black suspender pantyhose and black heels.
The set up (I've included a seating chart, though it does not show all of the details I will need to explain), was this. The box was just large enough to accommodate six seats (there was an older couple also seated in the box). A heavy curtain was located behind the seats, I assume to keep light out during the performance. Behind the curtain was a room (approx. 12 x 20) with a couple chairs, a small table and not much else. A short set of stairs led to a door, which exited to the hallway.
During intermission, my wife and I went out for some drinks. The hallway was busy with other patrons from their respective boxes milling about in the hall. When we came back, we sat in the chairs in that small room to chat and finish our drinks. I was admiring my wife's appearance and began to get wound up. As we got up to return to our seats, we started kissing and hugging. I was reaching under her dress to squeeze her butt. She starting rubbing my pecker through my pants. The necking became a bit more intense. I started feeling her tits through the top of her dress. The sounds of the people in the hall not 10 feet away was proving to be quite an added touch.
I reached down and unzipped my pants and let loose the snake. She leaned over and started giving me a blowjob. I was really starting to enjoy my decision to pay extra for the box. I unhooked the back of the halter and let the top fall so I could feel her tits freely. It seemed like a while but probably it wasn't more than 2 minutes or so, when I stood her up, started nibbling her nipples, then turned her to face the wall. She thinking that we were done, lifted up her top and was reaching back to fasten it. I knelt down, reached under her dress and removed her panties. I moved her hips back a bit, placed her hands on the wall so that she was bent over, lifted the hem of her skirt and slipped my dick in quickly (at the same time unhooking the top so I could again play with her tits).
The blood was pounding in my ears something fierce. The sounds of the people talking in the hall seemed 5 times louder than they really were. Then it hit me. Were the old folks still in their seats ? Had they gone out during intermission. What if they come back. I stroked a few more times and decided it was not worth getting arrested for. I had done something I'd never done before. It was amazing, but let's not push it. ** note: back when we were dating (she was 19), we'd parked at the beach and were in the back of my car completely naked screwing when a tap on the window and a light in my face brought that to a quick end. The cops kept shining the light in the window while we dressed then proceeded to lecture us, not really about having sex, but about a recent rash of muggings that had been taking place at night against couples parking on the beach. He they threw the kicker telling my now wife, what if something happened and we had to call your dad and tell him what you were doing at the time ? It took years before she would do anything outside the house related to sex. So I counted my blessings, we got dressed and returned to our seats. There sat the old couple where we left them.
Did they hear ? Did maybe they come to the curtain to hit the restroom and saw us, but in the heat of the moment, I didn't notice ? I'll never know, but I'll never forget that night either.
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