Chapter 3

“No, leave the bowls on the ground,” Steve said, “Sit on your hands and knees like a doggie.”

“You didn’t tell me that,” Zoey replied.

Steve shrugged and told her she didn’t have to do it if she didn’t want to. Zoey sighed, got on her hands and knees, and looked at the two dog bowls in front of her. One contained a handful of dog kibble, the other a cup of water.

Earlier in the dog park, Steve had suggested that the drinking part had become stale and that they should introduce some different stunts. After a short discussion, Zoey had agreed to eat a handful of kibble like a doggie, but only if she also got some water, as she was afraid to choke on the dry dog food.

Zoey took off the Crocs that she always wore to the dog park. Her outfit didn’t have many variations. Typically, she wears a wide shirt and sweatpants, which may have stains on them, depending on what she had done that day, and Crocs without socks. And on special days, she might wear a bra.

“It is good that you are in front of me and the dogs are tied up, or I would be afraid to get humped,” Zoey said, sitting on her hands and knees.

Zoey picked up some kibble with her hands, but Steve immediately interjected.

“Dogs don’t use their pawns to eat,” Steve said and told her to spit it out.

The kibble slowly came out of Zoey’s mouth as she dropped it piece by piece back into the bowl. Bending over deeply, she now had to use her tongue and lips to pick up some kibble before chewing and swallowing it.

Steve was enjoying the view for more than one reason. Seeing her alternate between picking up some kibble and licking water from the dog bowl was fun. But also, as it turned out, today was not a special day as she didn’t wear a bra. From his angle, he could look straight down her skirt. The wide neck gave him a full view of her breasts, all the way to her nipples. By his estimation, Zoey was in her late thirties. Combining that fact with her habit of going braless, he was sure her boobs were not Playboy material. However, boobs were boobs, and he was happy to look at them.

Diligently, Zoey went through the motions of getting a mouthful of kibble and swallowing it with water that she was licking up separately. Her boobs swung rhythmically each time she switched between the bowl and moved her head back up to chew and swallow.

She was almost done with the entire contents when she noticed Steve staring at her breasts.

“Oh my god, I had my tits out all this time,” Zoey said, embarrassed that she only just noticed.

“Almost done,” Steve said, “No reason to stop now.”

Zoey kept her hands on the ground as she finished the kibble and licked up the last bit of water.

“So sorry you had to see that,” Zoey said as she got up and put on her Crocs again.

“No worries,” Steve said as he handed her a twenty-dollar bill. But I braless is a requirement now for when you are hungry, as a precedent has been set.”

She nodded in compliance and hugged and thanked him for the money as they went their separate ways.

They now had two code words, hungry and thirsty. Zoey would switch between them but sometimes asked Steve if she was hungry or thirsty.