She had been polite and grateful when I said I would help. Why had she asked me? She could have asked Helen. There might have been a reason that Helen...couldn’t go but I was still puzzled. Elaine had asked me as if I was a friend. Was I her friend? Despite everything that had happened? Was there some problem with Damon and could Elaine be wanting to build a bridge to me, just in case it was needed? For the first time in weeks I was thinking about something other than constructing and activating. I told them "play, play" and they got up—slowly--and I fixed the kennel and got ready for breakfast. But first, a run through the doggie confidence course! I had to motivate myself to face the cold. Still not October but COLD. Even the dogs were shivering and whining."Twice around the course and we go in," I declared, running in place to stay warm. "Follow me!"I didn't use the 'heel' command because that would have caused a traffic jam with two dogs. They figured it out and after the first run,. I go up to the bedroom and open your wardrobe. Hands shaking slightly and my bulge getting ever harder, I take you grey work suit off the rail. It’s a grey and black illusion dress, mid calf length on you but just below the knee on me and a matching grey jacket. I strip, leaving my clothes in a pile and I slowly slide the dress up my body. The cool slippery lining feels fantastic as it slides up my legs, over my hardness then my belly and finally I am encased in the gorgeous fabric. I zip. I then saw her walk around the corner and come over to me and asked me if i would like to go in for a cold drink as it was a boiling hot day, obviously I jumped at the chance to keep staring at her and i didn't even think about if she noticed i couldn't help but stare at how perfect her tits were. So we went inside and she got me an ice cold glass of water with ice and we sat down on her sofa. We was just making small talk and i kept glancing down at her amazing perfect big tits! Then she.