My hard cock pressing on her, and her muscles giving a little. I force into her tightness, and she gasps in pain: " No John...please no...your to big.....that's too much." " Fuck that Diana...I'm taking you....You need this...the pain won't last." I promise. It didn't, it is strange and very uncomfortable as she feels me filling her where she'd never been filled before. She shivers as I kiss her closed eyelids. Her eyes opened as my cock probed her ass: " John...I...this is the strangest. We were the only two awake in the theater. Seeing her outside of the darkness of the theater was a shock, a violation of sorts. I'd fantasized about approaching her, but I figured that a beautiful woman who came out alone night after night like that didn't do it because she was looking to be social. So, I'd given her the peace and quiet I thought she sought.It was the most prosaic of moments. I was rushing back to the projection booth from the bathroom in the lobby--the only place there were. " Sandy said. For the next few minutes they talked and out of the blue Tommy asked Jane to dance. Jane always thought Tommy was a good looking kid and something about tonight and the drinks made her say yes when he asked her.On the dance floor, they moved through the usual rhythms then Tommy came behind her like in the dirty dancing style and rubbed up against her butt. She could feel his erection through her skirt and at first she was shocked and then she pushed backed and rubbed herself. It was the unmistakable, rhythmic slapping of flesh-on-flesh, and I could hear my wife moaning her usual chant of "Yes! Yes! Yes!" She was getting fucked, and fucked good. I hurriedly pulled off my shoes and crept up the carpeted stairs. My cock was already starting to swell at the thought of what I was going to see, and I was hoping I hadn't missed much. I got about halfway down the upstairs hallway before I could see anything. My wife was pinned up against the bedroom wall, and some Hispanic.