It was short, inches above his knees. "Don't you like it?" Tina asked. "It's too tight." He couldn't tell them he looked too feminine in it, too sexy...."It looked cute on you." Connie remarked. "You can wear tight dresses, you have the figure for them." She was actually a little jealous. "I felt funny in it." He admitted. "You'll get over that." Tina assured him. I doubt it, he thought to himself. Never. He didn't think the skirts and blouses would be as intimidating. He found out he was wrong.. I was having a hard on now. She hugged me. However, I could see that her eyes were fixed on my shorts, which were bulging by now. I started massing her back & should & slowly kissing her on her neck. She was evidently enjoying it. SheMoved her hand slowly to my shorts but stopped short of grabbing my dick. May be she was still not ready to cross the final frontier.I took her hand & placed it over my bulge. She held it hard & squeezed. It actually hurt. I let out a slight “ouch”. She said sorry.. " and then- "I liked watching you, may I sit with you while you finish?"He nodded, speechless and unlocked the car door. Dianne got in, locked it and asked to not be shy, that she was safe, just liked watching a man. He freed himself from the jeans and pulled on it. Dianne licked her lips. He began to play, to fondle, then to stroke the growing shaft. His breathing increased. Dianne was beginning to squirm. He was not inhibited now, but openly stroking and making noises. Dianne crossed her legs. His tongue circled her aureoles and then returned to the nipples. Again, one breast and then the other. Eleanor had braced herself as he had begun to wash her breasts and had one hand on the front wall of the shower while the other steadied her on the side wall. Her eyes were closed and now Robert’s fingers had begun their inexorable exploration of her innermost self. His lips and tongue on her breasts were the initiator of her orgasm but as his thick fingers entered her, she knew it was only.