The factory was on a quiet country lane which was did not have any public lighting, and was in complete darkness at night. Because of this, the lane w...s a favourite amongst couples who wanted discrete sex in cars. Although the lane appeared to be pitch black, we could see things as clear as day through the infrared lighting of our security cameras. We frequently used the camera's zoom lens to put us almost inside the car with the lovers, however on one memorable night I saw a little too much.My. And it was good.Wasn't it?Melina smiled in a patronizing way and said, "Well I think its sweet thatyou wanted so much to be like your mother. I felt the same way when Iwas a little girl. Now lets see what we can do with your hair," she saidas she put her hand on my shoulder and led me to a chair at the back ofthe salon.The first thing I noticed was a red pack of Marlboro 100s sitting next toher scissors and her jar of combs. Melina noticed them too, becauseafter she secured a blue nylon cape. I never thought I could be so turned on by another woman’s kiss and touch. I reached down and stroked her long, shapely leg, going higher and higher under her skirt. To my delight, she wasn’t wearing any underwear and her pussy was already wet. I touched her moist pubic hair lightly, then opened up her willing lips with the tips of my fingers. She gasped as I touched her enlarged clit which was hard and aching to be stroked. My fingers circled her hot box and then found their way inside of. I settled back in the sand and finished the job, and didn’t try to stifle the moan that accompanied my cum. If he’s close by, I thought to myself, he must have gotten a laugh out of that. A week or two went by. I was sitting at a table in the back of the bar when a guy walked in and sat down on one of the stools. When his eyes swept the bar to see who was in they rested briefly on me, and I thought I saw a smile flicker across his face. What’s up with that, I wondered, but at that point my.