She looked completely relaxed, her hand was definitely movingslowly beneath the blanket. Her eyes were closed, her breathing wasregular and even.After...about 10 minutes of observing her, I felt my panties begin tomoisten. I fantasized about walking over and sitting next to her andpossibly offering my assistance. I wondered if she would be open to theidea. The few people sitting on the car with us were either reading orasleep, no one would notice, I was pretty sure of that.I kept thinking about. How are Carl and Beth?" They're good. I miss Carl a lot, but he emails me, and so does Beth, but not every day. College keeps 'em real busy. They haven't said, but I bet they IM or chat every night, maybe even web cam."Kathy's eyes sparkled. "That would be very interesting to hack into, don't you think?"I had an image of them, in front of their computers, masturbating for each other and felt a rush. I looked at Kathy, and it was like she was reading my mind and I blushed, and so did she. I knew. They had several great beers on tap, and I had trouble deciding, but finally settled on an IPA from a small micro-brewery in Seattle. Sipping my beer and halfheartedly watching the football game on TV, I leaned back and took notice of a very attractive gal across the bar. She was gorgeous. Light brown hair and golden brown eyes; her complexion was rich. A dark tan washed her smooth skin, and a lack of freckles gave her face and arms a porcelain look. I watched her as she nursed a beer and made. As I massaged her butt, she shifted slightly, her legs opening ever so little. The oil felt hot in my hands as I softly brushed the cleft with my fingertips. I became enamored by the sensation of her skin in my hands. I teased her, softly touching her butt crack, easing my fingers lower. I gently crossed over her rosebud, and quickly moved away. Her ass thrust back toward me ever so slightly. Taking this as a sign of permission, I stroked my way back toward her center. As my searching fingers.