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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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It had been a bright autumnal morning and as per the usual routine, I'd taken the dog for a walk in the nearby local park. it was always a great way to meet new people and say 'Hi' to folk that you knew - even if you didn't know their names - an excuse for the dogs to play together and let off some steam. Sometimes of course, it wouldn't be friendly play, and you'd have to intervene.
My dog was all male. Friendly but fully intact, which often caused problems for other male dogs who'd been doctored...and of course, if there was a bitch on heat, he would become single minded and impossible to control - very much like a 'dog with a bone'.
This particular morning I was running a little late, so the regular folk had been replaced by some new faces, and amongst them was a young lady - I say young, maybe early 30s. She was wrapped up warm, and her cheeks were rosy from the cold, with her long brown hair flowing over the collar of her coat and scarf. She was a tall lass, with a well portioned body. I'd clocked her tight jeans and the way they gave shape and detail to her very sexy bum. She gave me an instant smile the moment I was in conversational distance as our two dogs immediately seemed to hit it off, chasing and sniffing each other.
I didn't really notice her dog at first, I was too busy being intrigued and enticed by her owner. You know when you get that sexual chemistry sometimes...where there seems to be such a sharing of possibility - an unspoken desire, that you can almost taste it in the air as you swallow every gulp of the atmosphere. These are moments full of opportunity and you can either shrug them off, or embrace them.
The conversation was easy, talking shared experience of dog ownership. I noticed her dog properly for the first time. A small bitch of some shape or variety. A small bitch who seemed to be in season, who was parading around the place, driving male dogs mad with lust. Her tail was held high and below it you could clearly see her bitch-dog vagina, doing what it did best in attracting males.
Part of me was concerned that my dog was going to mount her dog in a frenzied attempt at mating - the natural instinct, but I became more and more focused on the dogs owner and her manner. They say that owners start to resemble their dogs - or vice versa, and this lady was seemingly starting to behave like her bitch. Her language became very flirty in a very direct way and she seemed to move in a way that allowed her to push her body, her sexualised body, in a way that was seeking attraction. Standing there, listening to her, engaging with her as her cheeks became more and more flushed, I suddenly became conscious of an enormous, uncontainable hard on, that was clearly visible. I looked down, and before I could attempt any measure of concealment she too had noticed it. I hadn't known what to say. It turns out I didn't need to say anything. She sidled over to me, and it seemed partly to obscure my erection, and partly to maintain it, she brushed against my trousers with her thigh, and coming close to me, spoke in a quiet, but cheery voice, "What are you doing today? I have to take her to the vets, would you like to come with me?"
My mind went into overdrive. Would I be able to help her? No wait, I'm sure she's asking for more. What should I do?" But before I could formulate an answer, she could see me processing the question, and she added to the situation with "Do you play with bitches?"
I was now internally reeling. I needed to do something, so I decided in a flash to bring this situation around and to be decisive. "I have been known to..and yes, I'd be very happy to take you to the vets, I just need to take my dog home first".
She looked at me, smiled and called her dog to her, bending over as she did so, giving me even more of a display or her shape and form. On straightening, she told me her address and left me with the phrase "Thank you...I'll be waiting for you". |
