“Uh, I know. It’s just that the girl line is so long. It’s a cinema restroom type situation, you know? When there’s no one there, might as wel... use the men’s. If you- I mean.” I gestured, aware that I was rambling – and exchanging more words with this handsome uniformed dude with the Ian Somerhalder eyes and the Heath Ledger voice than I had with any other person this past week. Month, really.I blinked myself back into focus. “I think I just compared you to a restroom. I’m sorry. I just really. When we entered the main part of the theater she stood close, I placed my hand on her ass, and she spoke softly to me. She wanted me to sit nearby, but not to involve myself with what she did.I took a seat in the center section, back row, wriggled down a bit and watched as my slutty wife strolled around the main floor of the theater. She was checking out the fifteen or twenty men that were seated all over the lower level, spread out around the seats.My wife made it obvious she was in a skimpy. She was squirming and wet. The anticipation was getting to her.I took her blindfold off and let her get situated. "Honey, I found someone that is going to serve us dinner and provide us entertainment for the evening. Before you get the wrong idea, she is totally submissive. She will do anything. Anything dear! And she loves it. She really gets off on acting like a slave." Who is she?" she asked. "How did you find her? Are you going to be in trouble with me over this?" No dear. You will just. Do it.”“Oh...oh...oh, God...” she moaned. She continued to bounce on my cock. “Yes, yes, yes...” she called out. “Oh, God, I’m gonna cum again. Suck my tits. Oh, oh...Yes, bite my nipple...suck it...OH, YES...I’M CUMMING...I’M CUMMING...OH, FUCK...”When she was done this time, I pushed her off me. “Turn over, I want to fuck your ass,” I announced.“Oh, God, yes,” she moaned. “Please fuck my ass. Stick it in me...please, please, please...ahhhhh.” “Spread your ass cheeks,” I told her. She reached.