Touch her pussy?

My mind raced with the idea of maybe trying to touch her pussy. But should I? Oh god, I'd love to. What an insane idea though! I sat there for a bit, whether trying to convince myself to do it or talk myself out of it I didn't know. I told myself I was waiting to make sure she was actually asleep. I tried clearing my throat softly and moving in my chair a little. She didn't budge.

I leaned forward a little so I was closer to her, then after quickly looking around to make sure the girls or Tim weren't back, I slowly started to reach toward her with dizzy excitement. I know I've said my heart was pounding many times on this trip already, but it was thumping good in my chest right now.

I decided to touch her arm first, just to triple check that she was asleep. I poked her arm with my finger, but she didn't move or make a sound. My hand trembling so much that I almost had to stop myself from trying, I reached down and lightly touched the top of her bikini bottom with my fingers tips. She didn't move. I kept my hand here and looked up at her face, but of course I couldn't tell if her eyes were open anyway as she had her sunglasses on.

I looked back to her crotch and slowly I moved my hand a little lower and pressed a little harder against her. I could feel her pussy hair underneath her bikini bottom and I slid my fingers down as far as I could until I was sure I was over her clit. She still hadn't moved.