It was then that I felt my friends hand on my thigh. She was stroking th top of my right thigh. Trying hard to make it into my inner thigh.
We had absorbed the mutual feeling in the atmosphere, women in heat,mutually aroused.
A second later and another woman’s hand was stroking my arm as I draped it behind my friends chair. Clenching my wrist and moving up. She was a girl I had complimented while I was outside.
I took advantage of the close quarters and groped her ample bottom as some people squeezed by behind her.
I also fondled sone ones zipper as I smile at him.