The film was shit. Two hours of my life I'd never get back. But walking to my car, I found a better ending.
She was leaning against a Corsa, smoking, clearly as unimpressed as me.
"Waste of time, right?" she said, exhaling smoke.
"Complete waste."
"Should've stayed home." She looked me up and down. "Though the view just got better."
She was thick, this one. Properly curvy in jeans that were painted on and a crop top that showed off a belly she clearly didn't give a shit about. I liked that. Liked her confidence.
"I'm Jade."
"Ryan."
"Well, Ryan." She stubbed out the cigarette. "Fancy making this night less of a waste?"
Her Corsa was tiny, but we made it work. Back seat folded down, her straddling me in a space that forced us closer.
"Been ages since I did this," she laughed, pulling off her top. "Feel like a teenager again."
Her bra was pink, straining to contain her. I unhooked it, watched heavy tits spill free.
"Fuck, they're gorgeous."
"I know." She pulled my face into them. "Get to work."
I sucked, licked, bit. She moaned, grinding against me, her hips moving with desperate need.
"Need you inside me," she gasped. "Now."
Her jeans were a struggle—too tight—but we managed. Her knickers came with them, revealing curves that made my mouth water.
"Like what you see?"
"Want to eat you for hours."
"No time. Someone might come. Just fuck me."
I freed myself, and she sank down without hesitation. The Corsa rocked on its suspension.
"Oh shit—yes—"
She rode me in that cramped space, her tits bouncing in my face, our breath fogging the windows. Anyone could have seen. Neither of us cared.
"Harder—yeah—pull my hair—"
I grabbed a handful, tugged. She came with a shout, her whole body clenching.
"Keep going—don't stop—"
I thrust up, meeting her movements. She came again, and again, seemingly endless.
"Cum in me—fill me up—"
I did, buried deep, feeling her milk every drop.
We stayed there, panting, her head on my shoulder.
"Best cinema trip I've ever had," she said.
"Should make it a regular thing."
"Friday nights. Crap films and good fucking." She kissed me. "Deal?"
I drove home with her number and windows I had to wipe three times to see through.
Worth every second of that terrible film.