S16E17 - Cynthia Chesterfield (52) from Luton

We open this week’s show with a shot of a wide motorway running directly below us. Cars race by at 80mph, three lanes south, three lanes north. Then we drop down to the side of the road, seeing a sign that reads, “Leicester Forest East services ‘Welcome Break’”

Contrary to the sign saying ‘Leicester’, the screen fills with a caption that reads, “LUTON, ENGLAND.”

The caption fades and we’re in a large car park, looking toward a three story, grey motel – and then to the side, a ‘Welcome Break’ services building, which contains (according to the signage, a branch of ‘Waitrose’).

We pan away from the building and look across the car park, gradually turning far enough to see a familiar vehicle parked next to us – our big red Ford Transit van, with the UK of Zoo logo on the front and the side. Almost as soon as we’re looking at it, the side door of the van slides open to reveal the smiling, blonde haired, big-boobed form of our former Playboy centrefold, and All-American dogslut.

She leans forward as she steps out of the van, giving us an even better view of her amazing cleavage, which bounces as she straightens up and begins to walk in our direction ... A solid, short but wide white bull-terrier jumps out of the van beside her, then pads along instep with her, looking up at her as she walks.

Our host is grinning broadly, white teeth bared, she introduces this week’s show in a friendly mid-west American accent that almost makes us want Americans host all of our shows. “Hi there, pet fans ... Welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’ ... I’m your host, Jenna McCartney, and this week I’ve brought my beautiful boy Buddy on the road with me - looking for lust in a strange place, with a strange woman...”

We cut to a shot of a car pulling into the car park – nothing special, the typical housewife special, a little Mitsubishi – focusing in on the front of the car, the blurred number plate, then in on the front window to see a middle-aged brunette peering in our direction as she drives toward a parking spot. We hear a voice – one of our production team – quietly confirming, “Yeah, that’s her...” – and then cut to a shot of her getting out of the now parked car as our crew moves in, Jenna leading the way.

Then in close-up – round-faced, wearing perhaps a little too much make-up. She’s fuller figured and smartly dressed, and that brunette hair is beautifully conditioned, hanging long and shiny, with a gentle wave all the way down to the level of her boobs. She looks simultaneously amused and nervous as she straightens up and looks into our camera – then introduces herself in a quite posh, smooth accent. “Good afternoon ... My name is Cynthia Chesterfield. I’m a 52-year-old housewife, and mother of four, and I’m from Luton ... And I ... Crave fun and attention!” She shrugs, as if that’s all the reason she needs to give to be appearing on our show.

We cut to a two-shot of our guest standing next to our host. It’s another occasion when we think this is a little unfair ... Cynthia is pleasant enough, but standing her beside our former Playboy playmate just reminds how plain a normal woman looks.

Jenna raises her microphone to begin her interview, asking, “So, Cynthia, tell us ... Why are we here today?”

“Haha ... Well ... We’re here today because I’m a dirty pervert ... And this is where I get my kicks!” She smirks, then continues. “And the reason I wanted you to meet me here, is that I like to be the centre of attention, and recently, it’s my daughter that everyone is fussing over ... Sooo ... I want to get it back! Ha haaa...!”

Jenna nods, pretending she understands what her guest is talking, then pushes for clarification, “So – you want everyone to see you having sex with a dog ... Because...?”

Cynthia nods, “I want everyone to see me, and I want everyone to talk about me ... I’m not turned on by dogsex ... But I am turned on by everyone seeing me do it, and everyone talking about it!”

Jenna nods again, smiling this time because she DOES understand that concept. “Okay ... So tell me a little more about ‘this place’...” She waves her hands around the car park and toward the service station.

Her guest sighs and smiles, shaking her head a little as if she’s ashamed, though she clearly isn’t. “Yes ... I’ve been coming here, almost every day ... Weekdays ... When hubby is at work ... For the last, four years ... I meet people online and arrange to meet them here, or I just come down and see if I can find a truck-driver, or a random traveller ... And just have some dirty sex, just a grope and poke ... Just to pass the time really ... And because, like I said, I enjoy the attention ... I love to think about these blokes driving up and down the M1 thinking about this dirty slut they just had an half hour with – and they’re never going to see me again...”

“Unless they watch the show...?” Adds the American.

Cynthia gasps, “Oh yeah ... I hadn’t thought about that ... This wasn’t about them – this was about my family ... But yeah, all of them will see this and think, I fucked a slut that fucks dogs!” From the way she’s smiling we can guess that this thought is touching her deep inside.

“So, tell me about your family ... Why are they making you want to do this?”

Cynthia calms down from her previous thought, and smiles again as she goes back to her original reason for being here - loving the chance to talk to camera and tell her story. “Yes ... Well ... I’m happily married, despite my ‘hobby’, and I’ve got three perfectly wonderful children ... I say children, but they’re all grown up and out of the house now ... That’s when I started doing ‘this’...” She waves her hands around the car park to indicate her truck-stop activities, “They moved out and I just sort of, lacked focus, no one to look after, nothing to do ... And I started wanting to be important to someone ... And then I started to really enjoy the dirtiness of it all ... It’s so sleazy...”

Jenna nods, still not looking like she understands where her guest is going with this, “And what made you decide to take it from truck-drivers to dogs?”

“Ahhh ... That’s a little sad ... Possibly not a great reflection on me ... Ah ... My daughter recently got married ... And with all of the arrangements, it took all up all of my time for months ... I loved it, I loved helping her ... She’s my pride and joy ... But – I missed out on all of my afternoon fun and games ... And now that it’s all done, and she’s married ... I want to catch up! I don’t begrudge her having her big day, and it was beautiful ... But...” She begins to grin – and almost demented grin that confirms everything she is saying with just a single look. “I want everyone to think about me ... Talk about me...” Her tone rising until she’s almost squealing, “It’s all about meeeee!”

We hold this image for a moment, then cut to the inside of a small motel room. A location not far from the service station...

Cynthia is stripping down, and is already down to her white underwear – a simple satin bra and panty combination. Her soft, middle-aged flesh is nicely tanned, with plenty of curves. Blouse and skirt off, she’s flicking her long black hair back off her shoulders, smiling as she notes that, “I think I’ve probably had a couple of dozen ‘sessions’ right here on this bed ... There’s nothing like a big sweaty truck driver giving you everything he’s got to make you feel like a dirty slut!”

We hear Jenna from off camera, noting that, “There’s something a hell of a lot better than a truck driver to make you feel dirty...”

We cut down to the white bull terrier at her feet, standing and then sitting, wanting to go for it, waiting for an order from his American mistress...

Then we’re back to our guest as she squats down, reaching her hands out toward the beast – and confirming, “Yes ... I bet he will...”

She grabs and strokes at his wide head as soon as he is within reach, making him feel welcome – and judging from her smile, gaining a lot of pleasure from simply being in contact with a dog ... The knowledge of what she’s about to do is enough to get her grinning uncontrollably. She confirms what we already know, “Oh, I feel sooo bloody dirty!”

Kneeling upright, she reaches behind her back to unhook her bra, and lets it fall away from her big boobs as the dog bounces around infront of her – recognising what boobs mean ... He’s definitely about to have some fun!

She brings an arm across her chest, under the boobs – supporting them on her forearm, offering them, with their hard nipples up to the fun-loving beast...

He shows little interest, an experimental lick, nothing more – so she moves her arm, bringing her hands up under her boobs, lifting them up and together and leaning back a little, arching her back, offering them to him a little more obviously – letting him lick a couple of times.

Again, he loses interest pretty quicky, so now she bends her head forward and spits – letting a line of saliva drop to one of her nipples – wetting it and interesting him ... Asking – almost begging, “Lick them ... I love to have them licked...”

He answers her request, quickly licking the spit from her tits, a couple of fast strokes, and then backs off again... “That’s better than nothing, I suppose.” She giggles as she switches to the other tit, letting another long line of saliva hang down to that one – wetting the top of the breast and the nipple, then offering it up, glistening and shiny, to the dog to clean up again. Which he does, making her sigh – looking up into our camera with a confident smile...

The dog backs off, tail wagging ... He seems to think this is a game ... He’s looking forward to the next round! More spit please, bitch!

She obliges, dropping her head again and letting another line of spit drop down from her lips to a nipple, then keeping her head forward, smiling as more drip hangs off her bottom lip to her tit, and the dog comes in to clean up again ... Both tits now shiny with spit – hers and the dog’s...

She begins to drool another line - but this time the dog lifts his head and licks the spit from her mouth before it gets to her tit, making her laugh and cough as he follows up, planting kisses on her mouth as it opens...

She gets into it right away, opening wider and pushing her tongue out over her bottom lip – letting his slop his tongue over it. Keeping her head down within his range ... Letting him lick and lick ... And whenever he looks like stopping, she just moves her head after him, wriggling her tongue to attract his attention again – then opening wider so his next slopping kiss can slip right inside.

Jenna asks, “Do you like that?” – and Cynthia nods back at her, smiling, nodding her head, without ever closing her mouth or stopping the dog...

Cooper keeps moving back, making our guest lean further forward, chasing him, offering her mouth and tongue up...

Jenna continues, “You’re the centre of attention ... Everybody watching you ... You love it, don’t you...?” – and Cynthia nods and smiles through the lick again.

The dog finally moves a little too far from her, and she over balances as she follows him – falling forward onto her hands and ending up in almost predictable doggy stance ... Almost like Cooper had planned it!

He skips around behind her – no longer interested in her mouth or her tits, heading straight for her rear...

Stepping over her lower legs, and taking up position directly behind her – lining up – then lurching forward and up onto her wide back, a paw on her back at first, then letting it slip off to the side, scratching down her ribs – making her yelp and twist, but quickly overpowering her and grabbing around her soft middle...