Something in that smile seemed to be a seductive invitation. Jack figured he was already in an awkward situation and would be able to talk his way out of it if he needed to, but right now he was having trouble thinking straight. He would cross that bridge when he got to it. If he even needed to.
Jack risked running a finger ever so slowly up Kim's slit, applying a small amount of pressure when he was near where he thought her clit would be. Kim pushed back against his hand and he heard a sharp intake of breath when he hit her clitoris.
Feeling braver in the dark theater, Jack reached down a bit farther and pulled Kim's shorts to the side. Then he traced his finger back up the front of her panties. There was a moist heat emanating from them and Jack swore he could smell a hint of pussy in the air. He hoped no one around them had caught the scent, but he was far too horny to care.
Kim was still facing the movie screen, pretending to be following the story. Jack knew differently. Kim had spread her legs as far apart as she could in the small seat, and as far as she dared without alerting Emily to what was going on.
Jack was no fool. He knew when a girl was giving him the go ahead. Even if that girl was his young daughter's friend. With his index finger he pried Kim's panties to the side and pushed his middle finger into her wet slit. It seemed to swallow his finger up to the first knuckle, hungry for more. Jack pulled it back out and moved to her clit. He alternated between rubbing it and pushing against it. he was impressed by Kim's ability to be so quiet and nonchalant.
Jack then had a cruel thought, to see if he could get her to react a bit more loudly. He was slightly turned on by the idea of being caught. Slowly he moved his finger down, past the opening of Kim's vagina, over her small taint, and rubbed against the wrinkle of her anus.
To his surprise he got a reaction, but not what he had expected. Kim leaned back then put her feet up on the chair in front of her. The man sitting in the chair readjusted in his seat briefly, but didn't seem to care about the new pressure of the back of his chair.
Now Jack had even better access to Kim's asshole and pussy. Emily grabbed more popcorn as Jack froze and his heart skipped a beat, but she didn't seem to notice anything. After remaining still for a minute, Jack's bravery returned. He pulled Kim's underpants farther to the side and plunged his middle finger deep into her warm quim. He pulled his finger in and out, getting it nice and lubed up with Kim's wetness, then he moved it down to rub against her asshole.
Kim squirmed a bit in her seat as Jack slowly added pressure, popping his fingertip past her tight anal ring. Kim seemed to push out, making his finger slide easily in. Then she clenched, squeezing her ass around Jack's probing finger.
Jack wasn't sure how much ass play he should dare in such confined quarters so he slowly withdrew his finger and took his hand back. Kim seemed to sigh as he pulled his hand away, but Jack wasn't so thrilled by the idea of getting caught anymore. In fact he could smell Kim on his fingers and panicked, thinking everyone in the theater knew what he had done.
If anyone had the slightest idea, they weren't letting on. Everyone was intent on watching the movie and even Kim didn't seem to notice anything had happened.
After a while Jack relaxed and got back into the movie himself. He had gotten so into it that he barely noticed Kim stand up and tap him on the shoulder.
"Emily needs out," Kim hissed quietly.
"Oh," was all Jack said as he stood up to let her by.
As she moved passed him she whispered, "Gotta pee," and disappeared down the aisle.
Not a second after he sat back down, he felt Kim grab his package through his pants.
"This'll have to be quick," she said softly into his ear as she unzipped his pants and slid her hand into his fly.
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