"Sally, there are just too many people at the pool today." sighed one of the hot young men reaching for her towel on the bench. She was looking at Sally, and not at the towel. She grabbed Chad instead of her own towel, and started to dry off.
"Life guard said the high school pool is closed for maintenance today, so all those school boys are here," said Sally.
We can go across to the park and sunbathe on our towels. The pool will probably be less crowded this afternoon."
"Sunbathing yes. Come back this afternoon? I've got other plans." She dried her hair with Chad.
"Another date with that college boy Brad? Where's he taking you today?"
"Yes, Brad is a real stud. And we may just stay in today. If you know what I mean?" She winked.
A few minutes later, Chad was hanging on a hook in the ladies locker room watching Sally and her friend showering.
When he was human, he would have loved this opportunity. He was essentially invisible in the ladies shower room. A fly on the wall or a towel on a hook: he had a front row seat.
Of course, he couldn't jack off. He couldn't even get hard. He was just a fluffy towel.
"So, what do you and Brad do all alone," Sally pried.
"Well, Brad's really into gunge..."
Brad? Chad's bro belonged to a frat at the nearby college. Could this be his last girlfriend? Gunge? Brad? Maybe? Chad had noticed that Brad was usually sporting a boner when he was covered with mud, oil or some other messy goo....