The girl seated next to the window was having similar problems. The girl who the man had helped, kept pointing at how her seat-belt was done.Between J...bat and the two girls, they figured out how to use the seat-belts without any more help from the man. It wasn’t easy. Each of them worked one handed while making sure that they had a good hold on their canvas bags.After a couple minutes, the woman walked down the aisle checking the seat-belts. She would walk from one row to the next, reach down. Surprised? No. Rhea and I had known each other for almost ten years. Her marriage of, coincidentally, 23 years was not the sexual desert mine was but had been without love for as long as mine had been without sex. We had met casually and over the years become very close, although completely platonic, friends. It’s not that I hadn't noticed her. She was probably the sexiest woman in town, bar none! She would walk into my shop in high heels, a well fitting dress and big floppy hat looking like a. It turns me on. While looking at her, I spreadmy legs as the panties fall to the ground. When they get to around my knees,a wicked smile forms across Rachel's face. "Ahhhhhh, is your fuckhole drooling for me?" she asks.I look down and see a strand of juice going from my pussy to my panties. Iturn even a deeper shade of red. I can't believe how humiliating she ismaking this. And how much I am getting off on it. I quickly pull themall the way down. As I start to step out of them, she stops me by. We turned on the waterfall, slid out the alien waterbed, and even turned up the lights and did something to the ventilation. But no hidden passages were revealed.Sandy watched patiently as I did this. Finally I sat down beside her on the steps to the fire pit."I give up. I know that I dreamed it, but I'm beginning to think it was just wishful thinking," I told her."Are you able to recall the dream and share it with me?" she asked."I don't know. I've never tried to do it with a dream," I told.