We cuddled together in blissful warmth. I wanted to stay under the sheets forever, but I needed to take a piss. With a bad case of morning wood, my er...ection found a home between the hills of Sheila’s fanny. As pleasant as it felt, I wouldn’t be able to stop my body from unleashing a flood if I didn’t get out bed soon. Wetting the bed wasn’t an option.I untangled myself from Sheila and silently slipped out of bed into the chill of the morning air. I adjusted the blankets to cover Sheila’s. I didnt have my can on so she could not see me but i was scared to death,what if she some how found out i saw her ,well after watching her play with her tits wich are big an firm she lifted her skirt to show her pussy wich was trimend short an neat i was glad to see sum fur she slid a finger in the slit an it looked like she was looking me dead in the eyes an said i would love to find me a local man that could fuck my tight pussy an make his cum whore, well i was hard as steel pumping my cock. I didn't read them, just let my fingers find the way. It was dark in the store and it darkened more as I approached a poorly lit back corner. The window above the wall-length book shelf was completely crowded by books. I turned the corner to head back up the next aisle, and just as I did I caught a glimpse of another customer. I hadn't heard anyone else come in. She must have been there before me. I didn't catch her face but I saw her hand linger on the back of a shelf, just as I had, before. “You can’t touch me,” she continued whispering. “But there’s nothing saying I can’t play with myself and that you can’t play with yourself.”The idea of masturbating next to her while she did the same made me immediately hard.“I have to get myself off a lot,” she said softly. “I think about you a lot when I do it. Do you remember that one night when you came to my apartment?”I did. It wasn’t a night I liked to think about. I had had a panic attack and fled her apartment, making up some.