They were expecting the exercise routine. However I told them to take their dresses off and they stood there looking shy. Each had simple white pantie... and a cotton bra on. The little one had hearts all over her undies, the tall one (mine) had plain white. I told them to take their sandals and their bras off. They stood there and we admired their budding young tits.Next my friend and I stripped for action. He settled in his armchair and I settled back on the couch. We told the girls to kneel. Am I in character? Alone, I am still an audience of one. Is it evenacting any more? I stand up and glide towards the dress, unbuttoning itand stepping inside, slipping my arms into the wide shoulder straps, andbuttoning it up from my ankles to my breasts. I force my feet intonearby wedged sandals, wiggling painted toes to better fit my arches.It's maybe too cold out for bare legs, but it seemed nice enough thismorning, I consider. The endless summer is almost gone completely, butthere's still. I prayed this would be enough to make Harvey mine.I wanted to prove to Harvey that I wanted to be his and I was deserving of him. But I was filled with apprehension, his rejection would break me.As I walked down the stairs, I could see Harvey was sat on the sofa. He did not look at me.I followed his command and kneeled next to him with my head bowed.I heard him rise from the sofa and take a step towards me. He lifted my head to look at him. He said, "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever. I stood frozen in front of her. She reached forward, placing her hand on the back of my thigh, pulling me towards her. Then she reached up and unbuckled my belt and freed the button of my shorts. With one hand she pulled them over my cock, which bounced upright, free in the warm summer air. She placed her fingers around my manhood, and as she gently closed her grip, I felt my cock twitch. I could feel pressure building in my groin, and her fingers traced the shape of my erection. Almost.