As you know from reading my blog, I love to 'bate at work.  Part of it is the fact that I can, comfortably, with little to no risk of getting caught, part of it is the naughty factor, and part of it is 'cuz it's just plain fun.  But I've done it (and still do it) in a great variety of situations, and what I've found, in my experience, is that you can get away with it almost anywhere if you are subtle and alert. 

It helps to be a girl, for one thing.  Another thing that helps is that very few people expect you to actually be doing that in whatever place you're doing it, and without suspicion they usually don't pay close enough attention to you anyway.  I’ve made it a kind of game over the years to see what I can get away with.  I guess you can say I collect experiences.

My first adventures like this were while traveling across the country in the van.  There was plenty of space and I usually had the seat far in the back to myself.  Being a rebellious sort (but subtle about it) I discovered that I could while away the long hours of a trip doing something I really liked.  Summer clothes made it easy, and in winter a blanket worked for cover.  Doing this time after time I refined my technique until I think I was pretty undetectable.  I lost my fear and could even talk to other people in the car while continuing what I was doing and not breaking my concentration.  

My uncle (the one I work with and live with now) is an avid hunter and camper and I've gone with him many times for both, sometimes with some of his (male) buddies.  When we camp, we camp... tents (or just sleeping bags and mosquito nets), deep woods, campfires, gathered food and freshly-caught fish, and trench latrines.  Grr.  Snort.  Anyway, masturbating in a tent right next to my uncle, or in a sleeping bag next to a fire with two or three guys a few feet away drinking beer and shooting the breeze takes a bit of guts and subtlety. 

I’ve masturbated in a hot tub with my friend and her parents sitting right next to me (the bubbles were on full blast and it was kind of dark, so that covered things nicely).  I’ve masturbated on a cable car ride at an amusement park.  On a not-doing-it-myself note, I let my boyfriend finger me at night on a ferris wheel at a local fair.  I’ve masturbated at scary movie nights at my house and friend’s houses, again under a blanket with the lights low.  I masturbated during a planetarium show.  In the back room of my friend’s mom’s clothing shop when I watched it for her one day.  On and on.  There are a few more, but I’m running out of time and if you’re interested, tell me and I’ll tell you another time.