We had tickets to a play. We both dressed up elegantly and I spent some time putting on make-up. We had box seats, but since hardly anyone came to watch the performance that evening, all the other boxes were empty around ours. My boyfriend was happy to see this, and made me sit next to the wall. I didn't attach any special significance to this. I saw he was excited, but I didn't know why. The lights went out, and the actors appeared on the stage. My boyfriend put his hand on my thigh and slowly started to slide it between my legs. I had a short skirt on, so this wasn't a hard task. The moment I realized what he was after, I put my little sweater in my lap to cover his hand. He finally touched my pussy and pulled my panties aside. He advanced slowly and carefully, and I opened my legs slightly to let him reach my clitoris. When he looked at me he saw that my desire was mounting and that he had to do something about it. He took my hand, smiled, and pulled me to the door of our box, because we were hidden from people's glances there. He kept massaging my clitoris and I was grasping his hand tighter and tighter. We kissed passionately and he pressed me against the wall. I wrapped one leg around his and bit into his shoulder to restrain my moans. I told him I wanted to feel him inside me. "Turn around," he said. He pressed my body against the wall again and pushed my legs apart. I heard his zipper opening and I could feel the throbbing penis in my vagina seconds later. Later, I changed to doggy position so that we would be completely hidden behind the chairs. My boyfriend said it was very exciting and it really turned him on, and that the only thing worrying him was that we were going to be too loud. He had hoped we wouldn't steal the show in the end. At home we jumped on each other again. The first act had been great... And the second one was just as good.
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