"Hey, don't I get a spot?," I asked."Nope! My house, my couch," he joked, with a grin on his face.Loving our casual ribbing I retorted, "Fine, I can ...ust sit right here."I positioned myself in front of him on the couch, lying down so that my back was to him and my face was to the TV. Both of us on our sides, he had his own back against the back of the couch. Instead of finally relinquishing and sitting up, he stayed as he was and instead hit play on the movie. He then rested his hand on my. Again I tried to catch the scores.“Harriet, you look very nice tonight,” Joan complimented.“Thank you,” I answered in my practiced soft voice. “And what you're making smells delicious.”“One of our mom's recipes,” she replied. The evening went very well. The meal was good, as was the conversation. Aside from Mark's initial glance at me when we first came in, he never missed a beat in seeing me as a woman. Not once in all of our conversations did he ever address me in the masculine. Mark even. I could see a bulge from his sweat pants I finally put my hand over his bulge over his sweat pants ohhh man the bulge was huge and it felt so good that I was touching it .so I started rubbing his huge cock over his sweat pants and now I could feel his 6 inch semi-erect cock over his sweat pants so I decided to take of his sweat pants . I took off his sweat pants he was wearing boxers I took off the boxers to and there bounced at me a 8 inch fully erect cock ooohhhh man it was huge but he had. Peter had also kept his cock and balls shaved and he looked fantastic. He got an almost instant erection and said he was very turned on with two people seeing him masturbate. I warned him not to cum, just to play and keep it hard.Claudia was busy in the kitchen but I could tell her mind was not on cooking, something she normally loves doing. She made us a quick burger in a hurry and we ate it just sitting on the couch.With dinner out of the way, I instructed Peter to sit on his hands and knees..