*Oliver*

When Harper disappeared into the bathroom, I thought my torture was over. Then, she reappeared and began lotioning herself.

My erection throbbed, uncomfortably bound in my silk boxers. I pushed them down my legs and sat on the edge of my bed where I could still see Harper putting on her show.

I knew she was probably doing her little song and dance to tempt me, and tempt me she did!

I wrapped my hand around my pulsing hard-on and ...