Woman Fools Around At Drive-in Behind Date’s Back
Fooling around at the drive-in is always naughty. But it’s especially naughty when your date doesn’t notice you messing around with someone else.
“Samantha" is a receptionist who lives in Spring Valley, California. Like many people, she has fooled around at a drive-in. The difference is, she did it with another guy while her date was next to him – and he never figured it out. Here is her story as told to The Naughty American.
I don’t know if I’m naughty, but there have been times when I’ve been persuaded to be that way. A perfect example happened a couple years ago during my first semester in community college.
I was sort of hanging out with this one guy, Keith, and while we hadn’t fooled around much, it was heading that way. He had a big truck and one night in October, we went to a drive-in movie with another couple, Eric and Jill.
Eric has known Keith for a few years and had just started dating Jill, who was cute, but a little bitchy. She was also a big drinker. She went through half of the beers in the 12-pack that Keith brought before I finished my second.
Anyway, it was a clear night so it was colder than usual, so during the movie, Keith grabbed a blanket and we spread it out over our legs. Keith was in the driver’s seat, I was sitting next to him, Jill was next to me and Eric was smashed (his words!) against the passenger side door.
Jill started acting really tipsy, making jokes about when we were going to start making out – and asking “when we were going to switch?” But she wasn’t joking when she started talking about how she felt like she was going to throw up.
Keith is really anal about his truck so the thought of cleaning out vomit got him really anxious. He practically demanded Jill sit near the door in case she had to barf. I understood what he was doing, but I thought he was being kind of a dick.
Anyway, Eric and Jill switched places, but instead of throwing up, she just fell asleep.
“Guess we’re not going to switch,” Keith said sarcastically. He was wrong. At least where Eric and I were concerned.
I was a little drunk and I guess Eric was, too, because his hand brushed mine under the blanket and I squeezed it. He looked at me slightly and I gave him a smile.
It was no big deal, I thought, but then he put his hand on my leg and started squeezing it. As a joke, I squeezed back. Then he started slowly creeping up to my pants. It was kind of hot. I didn’t expect him to be that ballsy, especially because Keith is twice his size.
Anyway, all his rubbing was making me a little hot (the beers didn’t hurt), so I didn’t mind when I felt his left hand against my crotch and pulling my zipper down slowly. He looked at me and nodded at me to unbutton my pants and I managed to do so without Eric finding out.
Every so often, Jill would move and I’d get nervous, but that just made me hotter. I got really hot when Eric managed to stick his hand in my pants and stuck a finger in my pussy. It hit me and I got really wet really quick.
He diddled me for a few minutes and, while I didn’t come, it was really hot. I rubbed him on the outside of his pants, but I was squirming a little too much. In fact, Keith noticed it and asked, “Do you have to go to the bathroom or something?”
I said, “Yeah,” and climbed over him, hoping he wouldn’t see that my pants were unbuttoned. But he did.
“Why are your pants unbuttoned?” he asked.
I looked at him and told him he was a dick, adding, “If you must know, I’m on the rag and feeling bloated, you asshole.”
“Fuck, I didn’t mean anything,” he said.
Eric told him not to worry about it. “Chicks are like that.” Then he made Keith get out of the truck so he could go to the snack bar without waking Jill, who was still passed out.
He caught up with me, grabbed my hand and pulled behind the concession stand and gave me a big French kiss. Then he got really ballsy and pulled out his dick and said, “How about helping me out?”
Gladly, I thought to myself. I got down and started sucking him. But just for a second, because one of the employees came out, saw what we were doing and told us to “fucking stop that shit!”
Now I was more in the mood to fool around with Eric than see the rest of a shitty movie, so when I came back to the car, I played my drama queen attitude and acted all pissed off. I told him I wanted to leave. So we left and I had him drop me off at my house first before dropping off Eric and Jill.
But I didn’t go inside and I didn’t go home. I waited an hour and went over to Eric’s house and knocked on his window. He came outside and we drove over to a nearby school parking lot and I finished the blowjob I started behind the drive-in.
That was my last date with Keith, and Eric has since moved away to go to college. But we still have booty calls whenever he’s home.


