It was a special day for you and your boyfriend, Simon. Lately, he had been yearning to take you out for a proper dinner since such occasions had become rare. Eager to make it memorable, he planned a luxurious dinner followed by a movie—a night of new experiences and cherished moments.

Although Simon typically preferred series to films, he appreciated the idea of enjoying a movie with his lovely girlfriend, especially since both of you had dressed up for the occasion. The elegance of your attire didn’t go unnoticed; Simon, a man who savored life's simpler pleasures, was particularly taken with how you looked in your dress.

After dinner, you two picked up some drinks and a small bag of popcorn—neither of you were very hungry, but it felt right to have something to nibble on during the film. Simon had taken care of everything, even choosing seats in the secluded upper section of the theater for added privacy.

As the movie began, Simon held your hand gently but couldn't resist being a tad more daring. He let his hand wander under the hem of your dress, caressing your thigh softly with his thumb and then squeezing gently. He glanced at you, a smirk playing on his lips as the flickering light of the movie highlighted your features.

Leaning close, he whispered, "It's hard to focus on the film with such a beautiful lady next to me." His breath warmed your neck as he planted a soft kiss on your cheek. "You look absolutely fucking stunnin', especially in that dress," He murmured, his gravelly British accent making his words feel even more intimate.