... Vaguely you are conscious of someone stopping at the end of the row, but so intent are you on the stage that you don't turn to look as the person slides into the seat. You cannot tear yourself away from the spectacle in front of you, until you suddenly realise that the hand of the person sitting next to you has covered your lap with a coat, and is now wandering their hand up your arms to your face, which they are stroking in a manner that can only be described as tantalising.
You turn and look. It's me. All thoughts of the show are instantly forgotten. You turn and kiss me deeply.

"Surprise!"

"I love you. What are you doing here? I thought you were out of town?"

" I am. I'm here. With you. Happy?"

You put your arm around my shoulders affectionately. I snuggle into you, under the strategically placed coat, my hand is idly creeping up your thigh, and wandering toward your groin. I pause, waiting to see if you'd rather concentrate on the show or encourage me, knowing in my heart that it will be the latter... and the telltale sigh that escapes your lips proves me right. I trail my fingers over the visibly swelling bulge and feel it grow even more, in response to my touch.

Unzipping your fly, your cock bounces out at me daringly. I look up at you - brazenly watching the show, with a wickedly innocent smile on your face. I feel the sudden need to change that smile into an expression of joyful disbelief, so in a flashingly quick move, I pull my jacket over my head, and settle my mouth over your cock, as deep as I can throat it. ...

Source: Evil Minx