Cheryle and I usually masturbate together, which is hot. It's sexy to see her touch herself, it definitely turns her on to watch me. I even think about the times we've gotten off solo-but-together when we're having sex sometimes such a turn on. It's just so hot and weirdly voyeuristic.
I met Cheryle at an open mic night, a shy little redhead with the cutest blue eyes, we hit it off immediately. Her beautiful voice filling my ears as the band, and I played along. I had to have a drink with her on our break, finding her at a corner table, taking a seat without waiting to be asked.
How we ended up in the bathroom, that first night, my nose buried in her red pubes, is a blur. Our friendship grew from there getting together a couple times a week to jam and make love. I loved her posh downtown apartment with the view of Lake Michigan. Lounging on her couch making beautiful music together.
Watching each other strum and pluck our instruments, rubbing her cute little feet with mine, seeing her smile with desire in her eyes. Un-bottoming her jeans, her hand disappearing inside red panties, following suit, starring in those blue eyes. Artist performing for each other to bring mutual pleasure.