Chapter 26

Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, Alan takes a look back at Sandy. She is lying on her side asleep. The sheets are wet, but not from his cum. The dog thoroughly cleaned him up real good each time he climaxed, which got less and less each time. The wet spots are from her licking and saliva. He sighs and looks down at his limp prick. Nothing but licking and ejaculating happened and it was by far the best night in his life. Alan has had a long life too, full of many experiences and adventures. But even after his talk with Kennedy and his further actions at sex with the dog, he still is uncertain about things. And how could he not be? He has spent his whole life being told that certain things were wrong. And then again, his sexual relationship with his mother was wrong to so many people.

He needs someone to talk to. No, he needs someone else to talk to. If there is one person that might be able to understand him is Cathleen. She has that wonderful dog dildo, and she enjoys using it. Maybe she has a secret that no one knows about. He grabs his phone and pulls up her number.

Cathleen’s face appears on the screen along with a smile. Her hair is pulled back tight, hanging in a single ponytail. “Oh hi, Alan,” she says cheerfully.

“Hello, Cathleen,” he says, smiling back at her. He watches her movements. He looks into her eyes.

“I will say that is didn’t expect to ever hear from you again,” the woman says casually.

“I will be honest with you, I usually don’t get back in touch,” he counters with honesty. “But there is just something about you that kept you on my mind.”

“And that is?”

“Your toy,” he answers with a wolfish smile.

She giggles, and the look on her face is so adorable. “Now that’s our little secret.”

“Of course,” he agrees. “I have a secret that I want to share too, if it makes you feels better.”

“Oh? What’s that?” she asks, her curiosity piqued.

“I’ve been letting my dog lick my dick,” he says, trying to keep his voice even. “I needed to talk to someone that may have had similar circumstances.”

“Then I’m your girl,” she quips. “Well, sort of. I don’t dog dogs. Well, I don’t fuck them. I suck them, but I don’t fuck them.”

“Oh?”

She nods. “Yeah, you can say that I’m scared to do it?”

“Why’s that?” he asks, thankful that this is going better than he thought it would.

“It’s the knot,” she says. “It scares me. I have a friend that says it isn’t bad, but...”

“It’s big?” he offers.

“Yeah...”

“I’m big, and you handled me pretty well,” he points out.

“I did.”

“What are you doing today?” he asks, changing the subject.

“I was getting ready for work,” she says.

“Riding the bus?”

“No, my car is fixed.”

“Well, when are you free then?”

Cathleen smiles as she glances away for a moment. When she looks back into the phone, she has a big smile on her face. “Well, I got a little time to talk to you now.”

“Alright,” he grins. “I guess since you’ve done a thing or two with dogs, then I supposed it’s totally normal.”

“Oh yeah, for sure,” Cathleen agrees. “A lot of people will say different, but fuck them.”

“That’s pretty much what my therapist says,” he tells her.

“Boy or girl?”

“Huh?”

“Is your therapist a boy or girl?”

“Oh ... girl,” he says with a chuckle. “I thought you meant the dog.”

“Oh, I know she’s a girl,” Cathleen says.

“How’s that?” he asks, his face scrunches in curiosity.

“I assume that’s her behind you,” the woman says with a wink. “I don’t see a dick, so it has to be a girl.”

Alan quickly looks back at Sandy. “Yeah, she’s a girl alright.”

“Have you fucked her yet?” she asks, her tone indicating her interest.

“Not yet,” he says. “That’s my dilemma. It’s all so new, and I have been trying to get over the newness of all of this.”

“Have you at least licked her pussy?”

He frowns. “Have you ever licked a girl’s pussy?”

“Of course,” she says. “Well ... I’m always licking my friend’s, but never a dog. Unfortunately I have never had a friend with a girl dog.”

“Care to try?” he offers, blurting out the first thing that comes to mind.

“Maybe some time,” she says with a frown going from ear to ear. “You know, this whole conversation has got me feeling hot. I got a little time before I need to get going to work.”

“What do you have in mind?” Alan asks. But no answer comes right away. Instead he watches the world on her end spin around to settle on what seems to be the night stand. Cathleen is sitting on the edge of the bed. Her entire body is now visible and she is in a short robe. It is loosely tied at the waist, allowing a tempting view inside the top of it without revealing her breasts. One leg hangs over the edge and the other is on the bed, bent at the knee. The robe shows plenty of thigh, but no more.

“Luckily I haven’t gotten dressed yet,” she says. “I just had gotten out of the shower when you called.”

“I’m glad I called,” he says.

She smiles at the phone. “Me too,” she says, putting her hand on the inside of her raised thigh, gently stroking it just above her unseen pussy. “You know, you had quite an impact on me that I haven’t stopped thinking about you. Well ... I’ve been thinking of your dick more than anything.”

“I get that a lot,” he admits.

“I bet you do,” she says. “I get excited thinking about your reaction to seeing this.” From outside the view of the camera she pulls the dog dildo out. “Normally I play a little before work, imagining it’s a dog. But if you’d like, you can watch me. I’ll make it a little show for you.”

“Fuck yes,” he says.

With that, Cathleen falls backward onto the bed. Her hand holds the robe in place over her snatch. The top half of the robe lays flats against her body, revealing everything except what the man wants to see. “Every morning I lie here, just like this and imagine I have a dog of my own ready to fuck me and help me relax before a long day at work.”

The toy in hand begins a slow, but undeniable journey up and down her pussy on top of the robe. Her legs spread apart another few inches. Her other hand slips inside her robe at breast level.

“The sight of his dick, starting to slide from its sheath, is so wonderful,” she continues with her narration. “I stare at him as he walks toward me, wanting him so badly.”