Occurence in my theater "Hi there.....Hello...Enjoy your show" I repeated over and over as droves of people walked past my desk like they did every day. Brushing back a strand of long red hair behind my ear I bent over to play with the keys of my computer so I could take a break from smiling just for a minute. Not that I don't like my job. It's interesting in it's own way. I run the service desk at a large movie theater and I get to see all kinds of people. I handle problems with tickets and things of that nature. My name is rachel and something out of the ordinary did happen to me that I have to write down simply to make sense of it all. I will try not to bore you too much. As I said, I was working the counter as usual, being my chipper self that seems to be struck with Kathy Lee Gifford Syndrome the minute I start work. I'm so friendly sometimes I laugh at myself in my head. But I wasn't laughing that day because I was brooding instead. Separation from my husband while still having to live in same house for the moment was stressful. We had grown apart and decided to move twoards a split up. Which was fine but after 6 or so months I was finally feeling lonely I suppose. A few days earlier I actually caught myself enjoying one of the teenage male ushers sneaking a peek down my blouse. I really started to worry then, I had never been a very sexual person..at least not outwardly..but yet here I was obsessing on it constantly. Be it hormones or whatever, all I could think about was sex. Nothing romantic either..I was fantasizing about hard, hot, sweaty down and dirty do me till I pass out kind of sex. Of course I didn't have any candidates at the time...mores the pity. So there I was, at my desk thinking my perverted thoughts and watching the people come in when the new security shift arrived for the night shift and there he was. No one had ever seen this sheriff before, believe me no one could miss him. I saw him from all the way across the lobby..which is huge by the way. Now, I am a tall woman. Five foot ten in my barefeet, but this man was at least six five, and wide too with dark hair and eyes and a trimmed goatee and no mustache. I just stood there stunned with this hot feeling in my stomach and my knees actually shaking. It was like all those corny romance novels where the heroine gets weak and dizzy with rapture at the sight of her true loves rippling muscles. I had always thought that was bullshit. To my absolute delight he looked right at me and gave me the strangest look for a second, then smiled, I thought I was going to melt. This was going to be an interesting evening to say the least. He came over to my desk and I enjoyed looking way up at a man for once, making small talk about the job and things, not really listening to what I was saying. He kept his eyes on mine as if he was challenging me. I felt confused and shaky like the proverbial bowl of jello. It seemed so odd to be making small talk while at the same time playing battle of the eyes. He would look at me like I was his opponent..I would get flustered and look down, all of this while carrying on run of the mill BS talk..the weather is nice and oh did you hear about the new policies and so on. All in all it was just plain weird. Throughout the night while I worked I watched him make his rounds around the theater. Forgive my second lapse into bodice ripping romance novel allegories but I found myself comparing him to a wolf guarding his turf. He walked as if he owned the place, like he was the alpha male and dared anyone to challenge him. Thinking this made me laugh at myself, I mean..who really talks like that anyway? Maybe it was more like those wrestlers you see on TV strutting down the ramp into the ring with the audience cheering him on, acting like he's the king of the world. He certainly looked like one and I started thinking of him as wrestler man. Again I laughed at myself, I was enjoying this night so much. All through the evening when I looked for him I found him looking at me. It was thrilling, I felt like I was glowing I was so hot. I began to think about fucking him. He was so huge I would feel positively tiny under him. Ohh it sounded soo nice. I wondered if he could read my mind the way he was looking at me. How could he not? I'm sure my face was broadcasting lust to everyone in the room but I didnt care, I felt great. I was hot and tingly and I felt so sexy . He made me feel that way. I was overjoyed when I recognized the same lust in his eyes when he looked at me. Oh the thrill of the chase, I had missed it. I had forgotten that I was good at it and felt like my old powers were returning. Again I laughed at how silly I was acting over a man but who cared? Later that night I hadnt seen him in a while and I finished up my work with my mind wandering. I couldnt wait to tell my best friend about Officer Bradshaw. Clocking out I headed off towards the back of the theater to catch a new horror suspense movie that had come out a while back. I knew I'd have the theater to myself because it was so late. It was one of the things I loved about the job, I'm a huge movie fan. The place was deserted and I enjoyed the solitude after dealing with so many people. Walking around the corner while unpinning my longhair and shaking it out I ran right into Bradshaw! He reached out and grabbed my arms to keep me from bouncing right off him and falling down. What a goof I was..I laughed and he did too. Whew! " Where are you off too now Red?" he said, leaning against the wall like he hadnt a care in the world. I hated it when I was all flustered and guys seemed cool as ice. I laughed and told him Red was my familys nickname for me. We talked about the movie while walking down the hall but all I could think about was wishing I was brave enough to turn around, grab him and say " fuck me!" I ran this scenario in my head a few times but knew Id never do it. What a wimp I was! We got to the end of the hall to where my movie was and chickening out I dashed inside but I didnt get far. He was right behind me, and close behind me too. Like right up against me..I froze. There was no one else in the theater as the movie began to play. I was standing next to the wall leading down to the seats,it was dark and I was paralyzed with my heart pounding so fast I was sure he could hear it. My back was to him and he was so close I could almost feel his breath on my ear. I was on fire, breathing in that shuddering way that happenes when you feel like you're going to explode but don't dare make a sound. With one hand he pulled all my hair aside and leaned closer. It seemed to take him an hour but at last his lips were on my neck. God, how to describe it? It was like every nerve in my body was connected to the spot below my ear that he was kissing. At that point it didnt matter that I hardly knew him..or how dare he just assume he could touch me like that..all that mattered was the feel of him. But then he got bolder, moving down my neck and back up again using his teeth and taking little nips at the nape of my neck and I could feel how aroused he was..how hard he was all over and I remembered we were alone in the back of a huge building and no one knew it. I brought my hand up to push him back a little but he grabbed it quickly..startling me. I gasped. "shhhhhhhhh it's ok.." he whispered in my ear. " ive wanted to do that all night.. I could almost smell you from across the lobby and it's made me crazy" His other hand tangled in my hair as he wrapped it gently in his fist. It was all I could do to keep breathing when he again applied his teeth to my bare neck. All my muscles were rigid and locked.. I think I remember arguing with myself that if I sank back into him that would be it for me.. I could see him taking me right there against the wall like some whore and I couldnt have that could I? I could tell he was getting crazy..I could feel the things on his belt against my back..among other hard things. I had to stop or it would be a done deal so I opened my mouth to tell him no and the hand that had been holding mine clamped over my mouth! I was stunned . He had a grip on my hair with one hand and was covering my mouth with the other. " shhhhhhhhhhhh ... i just want to ask you one thing..ok?" he released my hair and his hand moved down my shoulder to stroke my arm and my waist. I could feel the strength in it and again felt like I was burning. I nodded. " can you tell me in all honesty" he said quietly into my ear " that tonight you never once thought about me touching you?" he removed his hand from my mouth and again wrapped myhair in his fist holding me still. I didnt want to move. What was I going to say I thought? No and be lying. Or yes and who knows what would happen. I was still rigid against him but about to lose it. " Yes or no ?" the hand again travelled over my body coming closer to my breasts and clouding my thinking. His teeth suddenly bit a bit deeper into my neck and I cried out loud amazed at the hot feeling that shot all thru me. I would have fallen if he hadnt been holding me against him. His breath got hotter and harder and more impatient. " Yes or no, if it's no I walk out right now and you are safe" If he left at that moment I would probably have died. I took a deep breath..yelling at myself in my head the entire time " what are you nuts?! get the hell out of here! you dont know this guy!". "Yes" With a growl that almost sounded like a laugh he suddenly whipped me around pressing my back against the wall and crushing me against it with his body. He kissed me hard then, still holding me by the hair so I couldnt move. I didnt want to..god...I can still feel him now..making me feel small..and helpless..and more like a woman than I ever had before. I wanted him to be pounding into me with all his strength right then and there. I felt like an animal. I had been a normal woman and now I was no more than a bitch in heat wanting to be dominated. "Give in" he said suddenly and I realized I was still holding myself rigid. I did so gladly melting against him and throwing my arms around him. His hands were everywhere..in my hair..on my breasts squeezing me and doing wonderful things with his thumbs..then on my hips pulling me to him. I could feel the hard length of him rubbing against me and I swear I never came so close to dying. I lifted my leg up and wrapped it around his legs trying to get him closer to me..god..he felt so big a surge of fear went through me but it was no match for the most excitement I'd ever felt in all of my life. I broke away from his mouth and gasped for breath, he unbuttoned my shirt in what seemed like a heartbeat and I felt a rush of cool air. With a hard pull he ripped the front of my bra open and I held on to his shoulders with all the strength I had left as he sucked hard on first one nipple then the other. I'm sure I was practically screaming at that point.. I couldnt hear anything but the blood pounding in my ears and his heavy breathing. I felt like fire was crawling all over me licking me inside and out. All the while somewhere in the back of my head I felt like I was watching myself from afar..shocked at my own behavior. This is where it gets good. The man picked me up and threw me over his shoulder..me..big tall me..like I was nothing but air and ran around the wall and up the stairs to the back row of seats. Our theater is nice and new with large deep seats with armrests that can be folded so they resemble long couches. He laid me down and did that wonderful guy thing where they stand over you with a triumphant look on their face and unbuttoned his own shirt, then his heavy gun belt and pants and let them drop. I could hear his handcuffs clink against the seat but all I could see was how huge he was. I wanted it in me right that second. Quickly he pulled off my pants..I wore no underwear...and came down on top of me. Ohh he was so heavy and wonderful crushing me into the cushions. The weight and strength of him between my legs was heaven. I could feel him pressing into me and I shifted to accomodate him and oh..my..god...the fire I had felt was now so far inside me it was like I was coming apart. I must have been screaming out loud because he covered my mouth again all the while driving into me even harder. I wanted it even harder and I bucked against his body going crazy. Never had I lost control like that but I wasnt thinking I was fucking. I have never had an orgasm this way before..I had thought there was something wrong with me until that point. But the feeling of him pounding in and out of my body wasnt like anything else Ive ever had..I ran my hands all over him urging him on..digging my nails in, tugging on his hair. He moved his hand from my mouth and kissed me, piercing me with his tounge like he was piercing me with what felt like his entire body. I wrapped my legs around him trying to get him deeper and deeper inside me. He was growling and panting and bearing down on me like a beast and I was loving every damn second of it. I wanted him to keep fucking me forever. Before I knew it I was coming and coming..his hand was over my mouth again and I screamed against his big rough hand over and over driven by the feeling all women love..when a man begins to come..he gets even harder and impales you in a sudden hard movement you can feel almost to the top of your head. He went rigid over me and god help me I saw sparkling lights behind my eyelids. Another thing I had thought was just bullshit. I dont know how we stayed on the seats. We are both such big people but somehow we did. He layed on top of me panting for a few minutes as we came back to earth. I smiled and stroked is hair..his naked back. I'm sure everyone knows how awkward it can be at times like that..the first time with someone new and you're laying there wondering what to say afterwards. But it wasnt like that with Bradford...there was a complete abscence of guilt. I had never felt so well and truly possessed in my life and it felt good. He kissed my breasts again..more gently..for a moment..but I could feel him growing hard inside me again........... I see Bradford again tomorrow night at work.