Part 4

It had been several days since her interview with Denise. Tiffany spent the time making sure she had a proper wardrobe and accessories. She spent nearly all of her remaining saving on clothing in preparation for her anticipated work. It was a fun and exciting tinme, picking out the proper clothes while thinking about her “clients”. She thought about her first time and what that was going to be like. She was nervous. She was excited and she was very ready.

The phone rang early in the morning. Denise and she had an appointment for Tiffany that evening. A visiting businessman needed a companion for a black tie charity event that evening. Denise walked her through all the details, giving Tiffany a complete description of the event, the customers likes, desires and expectations both in and out of bed. She took careful notes. She was to meet him in the lounge at his hotel. They could have a drink and get acquainted then a limo drive them to the event and back.

It all went exactly as Denise described. The client was in his early 50’s, a polished CEO type who was in charge and knew exactly what he wanted. Tiffany liked that he was assertive and took the lead, it made it easier on her. She spent a grand evening on the town meeting and chatting with rich and powerful people and then a night of sex which she thoroughly enjoyed. He was a creative and passionate lover and left her feeling more like a Princess or a friend not a hired escort. If all her customers were like him, she thought, this is going to turn out great!.

Tiffany went to the office the next morning to talk with Denise and add to the files any personal information she had gleened from her first client. Several of the girls saw her come in and swept her aside into the living room. They wanted details! How was her first time? They were curious and excited to hear and shared their own stories of first times as well. Denise called her in to the office to chat and was pleased to hear that Tiffany had nothing but positive comments about the experience. “Your gentleman called me this morning” Denise told her. She always gave the girls any feedback she received, good or bad. “He thought you were …… um, where did I write it down?” she wondered outloud as she rummaged through the papers on her desk. “Oh, he thought you were magnificent. His words. He was very impressed with how you conducted yourself at the gala and appreciated that you had studied up on his company and industry. He said it made for a far more comfortable time with you and he didn’t have to try and explain who you were to everyone. They just assumed you were a friend or a college in his marketing department”. Denise was delighted with Tiffany’s efforts. “It’s those sort of things that separate us from the other services. You really did well”. Tiffany smiled and was bouyant from the praise. “Thanks for all your help in getting me prepared. It really does help sell the fantasy.” she said. “Well” Denise explained, “I don’t know all the details but whatever it was you did, whatever you were selling, he is one extremely happy customer. Good girl”. Denise handed her a check – $3500! Yeah, she was really going to like this.

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Part 5

Over the first several months, Denise explained, you’ll spend time building a customer base. Once you have that established, you’ll have very regular work and some real money coming in. And that’s just what happened. Initially, the work was a bit sporadic but the money was really helping. It wasn’t what she needed but at least she felt like she was making progress on fixing her financial mess. She actually looked forward to the evening appointments. It usually meant a nice evening on the town, taking in all the city had to offer, and getting to talk to some fascinating men – rich sophisticated and charming. And then she spent the rest of the night discovering all of their sexual secrets and doing whatever it took to please them. There were some wonderful and exciting adventures.

Tiffany’s client base had been a bit slow to develop. She always got rave reviews but the majority of her customers were visiting businessmen. Now it was Summer and this was the slowest time because people were on vacation and things wouldn’t pick up again until after Labor Day. She talked to Denise and explained that she could really use more work and asked her help in finding some local clients who might be more regular.

It was a warm and quiet August Saturday and Tiffany had decided to hang out at the house. She and several of the girls were lounging around the living room catching up on world news and other reading. She had discovered early on the importance of knowing current events and information. It made a major impact on her customers. It’s one of the reasons they kept calling for her services. That and the fact that she was extraordinary in bed. At least that’s what her customers would say. The nice part was, she didn’t have to fake it. She really liked the sex – all of the sex. Apparently that showed through.

Denise came into the room and told the girls that Sara, one of the girls they all liked, had decided to leave. “She wasn’t enjoying the experiences” Denise told the girls. “Her attitude had changed and she was refusing to do certain things that customers were requesting. She was getting very bad feedback and no one was requesting her anymore. So, she’s gone”. Everyone understood what Denise was saying.

“Tiffany, would you come into my office please” Denise’s words startled and frightened her a bit. She made her way back to the office and sat down. “Close the door, would you”. Now she was nervous and Denise could sense it. “Don’t worry. Everything is fine” Relief replaced Tiffany’s anxiety but now she was very curious about what Denise had to say that required a close doof meeting. Everyone in the house was very open with their talks, even sharing some of their most intimate details. This secrecy was unusual.

Denise started. “First, anything we say right now stays in this room. This is strictly between you and me. The other girls don’t need to know. I have something I want to ask you” her tone taking a serious turn “and you need to be completely honest with me” Tiffany couldn’t imagine what this was about and could never have guessed that what Denise said next would forever change her life.

I received a call yesterday from a man – a local business owner who I have checked out. He is very successful and rich – a millionaire many times over and all reports are that he’s a decent guy but apparently he has a kinky streak.”. Tiffany immediately perked up. This sounded promising. “He called to see if we could provide him a girl for an evening. He has very specific wants and they’re pretty extreme.” Tiffany had never backed away from extreme sex. In fact, in her college life she embraced it. So this sounded like it could be very interesting but she knew that people can have some pretty strange and frightening fantasy’s. She wanted to hear more.

Denise looked straight into Tiffany’s blue eyes. “He wants a girl to have sex with his dog while he watches”.

Tiffany let out a slight gasp and straightened up in her chair. “ He claims that he has tried this with two other women and both times it was a failure” she continued. “Apparently the girls didn’t enjoy the experience and it was obvious. He explained that this idea is only exciting to him if the girl is a willing and eager participant and is obviously enjoying the sex”.

For all her experimentation and wild sex in college, Tiffany had one fantasy she never explored. For as long as she could remember, her hottest sexual dream was to be mounted and ravaged by a big dog. She had thoughts of surrendering to a dogs lust, his powerful body dominating her – his hard cock inside her using her as his own. She was always sneaking looks at any male dog she encountered – checking him out and drifting away into a dream world of lustful sex .

As a young girl, when she had to give her dog Max a bath, she would slide her hand along his sheath, gently touching his hard red dick as it stuck out. It was electric. She wanted more but didn’t dare. She would retreat to her room and masturbate to the thoughts of Max ravishing her.

Now, suddenly, she was being asked to actually do it. To let a dog take her. Her heart was pounding with excitement. But this was such a taboo idea – she had never told anyone her desire, for all the obvious fears. And no matter how much she liked and respected her, she wasn’t ready to admit this fantasy to Denise. Tiffany tried to keep her cool and remain emotionless.

Denise shook her head slightly as if to comment on the strangeness of the request. “ Now I don’t expect to find a girl that actually enjoys this but the question is, can I find someone who can be convincing and make him believe that she’s enjoying herself?” She watched Tiffany for any indication or response. “That’s why I wanted to talk to you first. You’ve shown an incredible talent for selling the fantasy to your clients and you are very open to nearly anything sexually. So – do you think you can sell this fantasy to this guy? Do you even want to try/”

Tiffany tried to act unphased. She started to discuss the idea as if it was simply business, but inside she was ready to jump out her skin. Hell yes she wanted to do this. Right now! She wanted this so badly she was getting wet just talking about it. “Well, let me ask a question” she said in a calm matter of fact tone. “This is a unique request. And I suspect he’d have extreme difficulties in finding anyone. So, is there a special fee for this?”

A slight smile crossed Denise’s face. Good girl, she thought. Stick to business. “Yes, he’s paying a premium.” I could use a few extra bucks Tiffany mused. “He’s willing to pay $15,000 dollars to the right girl”. Tiffany was stunned. That was a lot of money. Money that would really help. “Now, the house usually takes a third” Denise noted “but in this instance, I’ll take $3,000 and you’d keep the other $12,000”.

Tiffany’s head was spinning. In a matter of moments, not only had Denise unknowingly offered to fulfill her darkest, hottest fantasy but she’d pay her big money to do it. All Tiffany had to do was make the client believe she enjoyed getting laid by the dog. That was going to be really easy. She already knew she was going to love it, just like in her dreams.

“And when is this supposed to happen” she asked. “He’s traveling right now and will be back in about a week. So, sometime after that.” Denise had no read on Tiffany – no idea of how the proposition would be accepted. “So what do you think?” she asked.

“I can sure use the money” said Tiffany. She paused and answered slowly. “ Will I enjoy it? Of course not” . She was lying as best she could. In a calculated voice she said “But for that kind of money, I can tolerate nearly anything for one night” Laughing, she continued “Yeah, I’ll have him believing I”m some crazed dog slut”. Which, of course, she always thought she was. And now she’d have an opportunity to show it. “Yeah, I can sell him the fantasy. Let me know when you have it set up”. Tiffany couldn’t believe what she was saying.

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Part 6

“Oh my God, I’m going to let a dog fuck me”. She had decided to head home and all along the way her inner voice kept yelling this in her head. Driving was difficult. The visions were distracting. Sex with a dog!! Every time she thought of it her heart raced. Her body vibrated and the thought was so erotic that she let out a moan and cry of lust. “I can’t believe I’m going to do this”. Tiffany was on fire.

She had decided to go home to do some “research”. If she was actually gong to follow through with this, she wanted to be prepared. Just like with her other clients, she wanted to know all she could about Tim, her dog client. But she also wanted o know about dog sex.

Until know, sex with a dog was a hot fantasy that Tiffany really didn’t know a lot about. Sure, it was a dream, but the reality could be very different. She wanted to know everything – to be prepared for the reality of having sex with a dog. She wanted this to be great – for her client and herself.

She could have spent time looking up information at the house but she wanted her privacy. She didn’t want the other girls to know so she went home to do her research. Tiffany was about to venture out into the most erotic and hot explorations she could have ever imagined.

God bless Google, she thought. Huddled around her computer, she started on her journey into delicious deprivation. She searched for “Dog Sex” and was astonished at the volume of results. Were there really that many people in and around “the business” she marveled. She started clicking.

Within minutes, she found a wealth of video’s. She was stunned and captivated. There was a steady stream of videos of wonderful women being fucked by dogs. She loved the woman bent over her hassock squealing her appreciation and encouragement as her Golder fucking her hard,. And the terrific girl with the short hair rolling over, at the direction of her boyfriend, and letting her lab pound her hard. And the foreign films – where the woman was on her knees shouting encouragement to her dog“ Ca va” as the dog slammed into her. Yeah – ca va – it’s good! Tiffany was in heat.

Several times Tiffany had to go to her bedroom for relief. Damn, this was beyond hot. And very soon, she thought, she was going to be one of them- one of the dog girls – totally surrendered to a dogs lust. She couldn’t wait.

For an entire afternoon, she watched videos. And for an an entire afternoon, she was in heat but it was only the beginning. After hours of the most erotic movies imaginable, Tiffany froze with the image in front of her. A beautiful blond – something like herself, was laid back under a dog, his hard cock hanging inches from her face.

She had always imagined having a dog fuck her hard but she never considered the idea of performing oral sex on a dog. She was stunned but captivated. She realized she had never actually seen a dogs erect dick. Now she was watching a girl suck one. It was big, hard and, in it’s own way, beautiful. It had a different shape and the knot looked enormous but it looked powerful and sexy. And she wanted it.

She watched in fascination. The girl wasn’t just performing – it was obvious she was sucking him for her own enjoyment as much as his. The dick was big in her mouth and she happily wrapped her lips around it and took all she could. She would tease it with her tongue and then slide the entire length into her mouth. There was cum everywhere. Each time she withdrew the hot hard cock, the dog would shoot a load on her tongue and face. His cum seemed endless. The idea took her breath away. Tiffany always enjoyed giving blow jobs. She loved the feeling of a hard dick in her mouth. And she really loved sucking it until it exploded – shooting jets of cum in her mouth. Imagine sucking a dog cock that just kept squirting. The more she sucked the more he would shoot. She had always dreamt about a dog fucking her but now, the idea of a doggie blow job totally consumed her. She had last control.

She couldn’t take any more so she decided to look at this the same way she did with new clients. She wanted to research and know everything, the real facts, about K9 sex. She wanted to be completely prepared if this guy should call. Her explorations had produced a wealth of information.

A dog, she found out, has a different shaped dick with a “knot”. The idea of the knot fascinated her. This dick swelling inside her to the size of a fist and locking her together with her canine lover. She had no recourse but to let him fill her with his cum. God, the idea was hot. And she read about how a dog cums almost continuously for a long time. Tiffany could only imaging a dick shooting that much cum, into her or in her mouth.

Tiffany read all about the knot, the tie,, the turn – she wanted to know everything, Spending hours in front f the computer with all those insanely hot videos – she was beyond aroused but she was also now completely prepared. She had always wanted a dog to ravage her and now she knew how to make that happen. Now, she just needed the client.

She was lounging one afternoon at the house. None of the other girls were around and Tiffany was catching up on some reading. Denise walked into the living room and saw Tiffany’s long lithe form stretched out on the sofa. Damn she was beautiful. Even she, for all her experience, couldn’t help but admire and want Tiffany. But, business first.

She walked in and sat next to her on the sofa. Denise looked deep int her eyes and paused – “ I just talked to him”. The words went like a shock through Tiffany’s body and brain. She sat upright. “What are you doing tonight” Denise asked. Oh God, here it was!. Yes or no. It’s no linger a fantasy, this is for real. There was no hesitation, just a burning desire. “I don’t have anything special on the calendar.” said Tiffany, “Why? Do you have something for me.”/ She knew exactly what they were talking about. So did Denise. She gave Tiffany a slip with all the needed information – address, name, phone, time – all the info that would lead to her first encounter with a dog.

“Are you sure?” Denise asked as she held Tiffany’s hand. Tiffany smiled and said “hey – we are in the business of selling dreams, and I can tolerate anything for a night Let’s do it”. Denise was pleased by her enthusiasm. Tiffany was shocked by her own eagerness.

Denise pressed a set of keys into the young girls hands. “ Take my Jag, it will make the right impression”. Always the businesswoman, thought Tiffany. Denise didn’t know but she had nothing to worry about.

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Part 8

Tiffany slept a deep and wonderful sleep, with visions of Max in her head. When she awoke she felt more satisfied than she could remember. She was a very happy girl. Tim had apparently gotten up and was not where to be seen. She pulled the blanket around her and went to the kitchen. He was quietly sitting with a cup of coffee.

“Hey, you’re up” he said with a smile.” God she looks stunning even in a blanket, he thought. Tiffany walked over to Tim and gave him a soft slow kiss. She liked kissing this man. She stood behind him and wrapped her arms around his neck, laying her head on his strong shoulders and hanging dreamily to his body. “ How long have I been sleeping” she asked. “Only about an hour” It had seemed like all night. “Listen, I have an early flight to catch and if you spend the night here, I won’t get a minute of sleep” Tiffany had planned to stay overnight but she understood. Besides, what a nice compliment, she thought, kissing his cheek as she went to the bathroom to clean up.

She checked her face in the mirror – what a mess. Her lip stick was smeared from all the attention she gave Max’s cock, and her hair all a wreck – she looked like a woman who had been ravaged. She hated the look but loved the feeling. She had all she needed in her over nite kit and she decided to wash off all the make up and go “au natural”. The warmth of the shower was soothing to her thoroughly used body. She dried off, pulled a brush through her hair and quickly slipped on her dress again. It was time to go although she didn’t want to.

Tim walked her to the front door with Max tagging along. He was as sorry to see her go as she was to leave. Tim placed his hands gently on her shoulders and looks deep into her eyes. “Thanks”. She understood what he was saying. She slid her hand behind his head and drew him close. She kissed him. This time she really kissed him. His arms wrapped around her and she melted into his hold. She smiled and said “I should be thanking you! You boys know how to take care of a girl.” and knelt down to scratch Max’s ears. “And thank you too!”. She kissed his nose. “You were great”

As she stood, she placed her hands on Tim’s shirt, brushing it out. “Maybe next time we can switch things up? she asked coyly. She was hoping there would be a next time and she was fishing for an answer. “And what are you proposing for the next time?” he asked with a slight grin. Tiffany was thrilled. This wasn’t going to be a one time thing. “Well, maybe you can pound me doggie style while I suck Max”. The directness and heat of the comment made Tim chuckle. “Sounds like a plan. I can’t wait”. Neither could she. He gave her a quick kiss and she was off.

Tiffany arrived back at the office at about 11that night. Denise was alarmed that she had returned so quickly. “Is everything all right” she asked. “Are you OK? I thought you were spending the night” She was concerned. Tiffany tried to act nonchalant. “Yeah everything is fine. He just had an early flight and wanted to get a nights sleep. That’s all”. Denise still hadn’t heard anything about the obvious. “So how did things go?”. Denise was curious about her clients satisfaction but also about the dog. Tiffany wasn’t ready to tell the woman her real feelings about it. “Yeah, well we got through it. I think he bought the act. I put on a good show for him”. She had a far away look in her eyes. Denise had the feeling that she wasn’t hearing the entire story but she wasn’t going to ask right now. She was back and safe that’s what mattered. Tiffany gave her back the car keys and started to leave. “Hang on a minute” Denise said. She went to the office and returned with an envelop. Tiffany was so distracted reliving the evenings events in her head that she had forgotten about the money. “Here, I hope this is OK” she said handing the girl the envelop. Tiffany didn’t even look inside to see how much it was. She would have done it for free! But she could still use the money. The two women hugged. “Thanks” Tiffany said and turned to leave. Denise watched her walk down the street to her car.
“That girl isn’t telling me everything” she thought. She hoped her client was happy.

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Part 9

It had been a couple of days since that night with Tim. Tiffany had stayed close to home not really interested in going out. She spent much of the time going over the events of that night. God she loved it. It was so erotic it made her want to scream. She had some of the best sex of her life with a dog, and she wanted it again. She got goosebumps thinking about it. And Tim – what a great guy. There was something about him that she really liked.

The experience had some interesting residual effects. First, Max was so big in her that she could still feel him a day later. That was hot. Suddenly the world took on a new texture. She walked down her block and saw new potential lovers everywhere – at the end of a leash. She wondered if the women walking the dogs had the same experiences as her. She’d sneak glances at the dogs sheath wondering how big he was and how good did he fuck. It was fun.

Laying around for several days was too long and she decided to drop by the house and see the girls. They were all talking a mile a minute in the livingroom, comparing notes on some of their recent clients. She couldn’t tell them that the best lover she ever had was a dog she met a few nights ago, so she made up some stories about previous clients. In the office, Denise thought she heard Tiffany’s voice and came out to see. “Tiffany, can I talk to you a moment?” They went into the office together and shut the door.

Denise flopped down into her chair and just stared across the desk at Tiffany. Not an angry stare but a look of amazement. “What on earth did you do to that guy the other evening?” she asked. Tiffany thought something was wrong. “Nothing. Why? We just did our scene and I left” she said defensively. “Well, he called this morning and didn’t stop talking for 10 minutes. He said it was the most unbelievable night of his life. He wouldn’t stop talking about how fantastic and special you are. What the heck did you do?” Tiffany was relieved that there was nothing wrong and she liked that he thought she was special. “I only did what we discussed. That’s all. I sold him the fantasy, just like you tell us to do.” she said.

Denise got up from her desk and walked around to where Tiffany was standing. She spent a moment looking into her eyes. She had been in this business a long time and learned how to read people well. But she couldn’t get a read on this girl. She sat back on the edge of the desk and started. “Sweetheart, I like you. But there’s something you’re not telling me. And if we are going to work together, we have to trust each other – no secrets. At least not about the work” The room fell silent and Denise watched and waited for an answer. Tiffany felt like Denise could see right through her and as embarrassing as it was, she had to admit the truth. “OK…….OK but you have to do me one favor. Please don’t tell the other girls anything about any of this. I don’t want them to change their opinion of me. I don’t want them thinking I’m disgusting. Please?” she pleaded.

“I told you, this one is just between us. No one else needs to know anything. But I need to be clear about what’s going on”. It was time to admit her secret. Now, there would be someone else who knew of her desires. Maybe that would be nice for a change.

She took a deep breath and started. “When you asked my about having sex with a dog, I nearly died. It’s been my one real fantasy. The other evening I had the opportunity to live it ….. and I loved it!” she blurted out. So, this was what she was holding back. Denise had been around the sex industry long enough to see everything. She was completely non-judgemental and even appreciated all the various potentials of sex. “ It was amazing. I was completely swept away by the experience. There was no need to fake the enjoyment, I was totally turned on and had the best sex I’ve ever had. I can’t even count the number orgasms.” There it was. Tiffany was embarrassed yet she liked hearing herself admit it out loud. She lifted her gaze from the floor to Denise’s face, hoping to see something other than revulsion.

A small smile crossed Denise’s face. She extended her arms and wrapped them around the girl. “Am I a freak” Tiffany asked. Denise swept the hair from across the embarrassed girls face. “No. You’re not a freak. Not at all” she assured her. “Look, people are amazing. They enjoy all sorts of sex and all variations. That’s just human nature. That doesn’t make anyone a freak. Besides, sex with a dog is a very common fantasy with woman” she explained.

“I’m proud of you” she said. Tiffany looked at her in stunned amazement. “Really? Why?” The older woman tried to explain her years of experience to the girl. “ Because you’re strong. Too many people are scared about their sexuality. They never allow themselves to explore their own desires. I guess they are afraid it might change the way they see themselves or how the world sees them.” Tiffany’s blue eyes sparkled. “Exactly! How did you know?” She said. She was so relieved that someone understood.

Denise continued “But you have the inner strength to let yourself live and explore all the facets of life and sex without it hurting you. Without judgment. That’s a rare gift” Tiffany lept into the woman’s arms and held her tight. Any self doubt or shame was swept away by Denise’s words. “Thank you. Thank you so much” Tiffany cried.

Denise took the girls face softly in her hands and said “He’s right you know”. “Who’s right?” “Tim. He’s right when he says you’re very special.” Tiffany smiled a grateful smile. For the first time, she noticed just how beautiful Denise was and how safe and loved she made her feel. Denise moved close and gently gave her a long slow, loving kiss. Tiffany melted happily in to the embrace . Her body relaxed into Denise’s arms and a small moan escaped her lips. There was real emotion exchanged in that kiss. Then, a brief swap of tongues and the moment was over. But it wouldn’t be forgotten, she thought. “Now, get your butt out of my office and let me do some work”. Denise playfully swatted the girl on the rear and Tiffany left smiling and very happy. Denise watched her walk down the hall singing with a bounce in her step. Yeah, very special indeed.

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Part 10

Summer was a bit of a slow time so Tiffany took every opportunity to hang at the house. It had become a place where the girl felt at home and comfortable. The other girls were like family …. sort of. It was late in the afternoon on a Saturday and Tiffany was lying naked with Allison in the rear bedroom. Tiffany had become close to Allison over the summer and they had started a physical relationship as well as a friendship. The sex was great. And after several hours of fun they were lying in bed talking and laughing. Allison was still wearing her strap-on which bounced with any movement on the bed. Tiffany thought this was hilarious and her laughter just kept feeding the bouncing more.

“There you are” said Denise as she walked into the room. She smiled and laughed a bit at the sight of the strap on and the silliness and sexiness of the two girls. “Tiffany, I’ve booked you a date that I’d like to discuss. In my office”. There was something in Denise’s voice, or maybe a look on her face. Something was up and she quickly realized what it was! Scrambling to the office, she closed the door. “He called again. He wants to see you”. Tiffany’s heart lept. “When?” “Tomorrow night around 6pm”
Denise was captured by the young girls enthusiasm. The two women locked eyes. Nothing needed to be said. A hundred thoughts were exchanged without a word. Denise came to her side and stroked her hair. She smiled “Have fun!” and sent Tiffany on her way.

The next day the time dragged on endlessly. Tiffany thought that 6 o’clock would never get here. She was excited and impatient. She laughed at her own feelings – impatient to have sex with a dog! The day was spent wondering what to wear and how to approach things. She was excited about the sex, that was for sure. But she wanted to make an impression on Tim. She found that she really liked their time together. Not just the sex but the lounging around discussing wine, baseball and all that they discussed. Should she come in like a sexual harlot and just start in or would that put him off? Should she play coy? That would be a pretty hard to sell – after all, he had seen her begging Max to fuck her. Should she dress up? Should she go casual?. What the hell – she decided to stop worrying and just be herself and today she was in a relaxed mood. She was happy to be seeing her boys again.

She settled on her best pair of black denim pants and a sleeveless form fitting red top. That was sort of summery she thought. She pulled her hair back in a pony tail to show off her shoulders and back a bit more. A glance at the clock showed that it was time to go. Finally!.

The drive to Tim’s place the last time seemed long and slow. The entire way she was in a haze of lust and anxiety. Now, she was happy, light and carefree as if she was going to visit friends. She liked the feeling. She pulled into Tim’s drive and parked next to his collection of cars. Tim liked his cars – all kinds. He had several luxury cars like his Jag and Benz. And he had a Bugatti that was beautiful and fast. And a few everyday cars as well for when he wanted to just cruise around town without attracting attention.

Tiffany honked the horn to announce her arrival and jumped out of the car. The front door to the house opened and out bounded Max. He came running towards the girl obviously happy to see her again. He couldn’t be any happier than she was. Tiffany knelt down to meet him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him close. “Hey! How are you?” she said. “Yeah it’s good to see you too!”. Tim came walking out and made his way to the duo, enjoying the visual of the two of them together and the erotic undertone knowing what was to come. “Looks like he’s happy to see you” he said watching the two of them greeting each other. “I know I am” he smiled. Tiffany jumped to her feet and launched herself into Tim’s arms. She grabbed around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. It caught him by surprise, but it was a pleasant and welcome surprise. “”Hi!” she said and gave him a quick kiss.

Feet on the ground again, she stepped back. “I hope this is OK? I wasn’t sure what to wear”. The girl searched his face for some kind of approval. He paused and let his gaze run all over her. Tiffany did a little pirouette so he could get the full effect. Geez, she even makes jeans look sexy, he thought. Smiling his approval, he told her she looked terrific. She was happy.

“I was thinking we’d get some dinner and then maybe come back here” he announced. Tiffany chimed in “let’s go real casual”. Tim was rich and had been for a while. His lifestyle had changed dramatically. So had his perspective. Before the money, his tastes were pretty simple but after that he always seemed to be out to the finest restaurants. Even casual dining was elegant, People always excerpted him to go high class and that was OK, he figured, he had an image now. It had been a long time since he had really gone “casual” the way most people think of it.

“What did you have in mind? I know this little place that makes a wonderful Cog au Vin and their wine list is terrific”. Tiffany looked a him and smiled – “How are your pool skills?”. “Pool? As in billiards? I’m kind of rusty” Tim said. “It’s been a while” “And I assume you eat pizza” she continued. “Yeah, it’s been a while for that too but I consider myself a pizza aficionado” he declared. “I was in this place in Naples once …..” Tiffany laughed. “Well, it’s not Naples but I know a great little neighborhood bar, sort of a dive place, fairly close by. The crowd is nice and I know the owner. They make the best pizza in the area and they have a pool table. Lets get a pepperoni and a couple of beers while I kick your butt at 8-ball”. She wasn’t sure how this was going to go over. She hoped that in her enthusiasm she hadn’t made a mistake and lost sight of her client. Pizza, beer and 8-ball. Tim hadn’t had a night like that since his college days. He didn’t realize how much he missed that until Tiffany suggested it.

“OK. Let me put Max inside and get the keys to the Jag and we can go”. “Nope” she said kneeling next to Max, patting his head. “We’re not leaving him home alone. He’s coming with us”. Tim just stared. “Look, I know the owner. He loves dogs and occasionally lets people bring them in if they are well behaved. He’s not supposed to but no one cares.” Coming to Tim’s side she continued, “So, go get his eating bowl and leash and grab the keys to the jeep.” Tim had a Wrangler, the traditional kind with the soft top that he rarely put up. “Don’t you want to take the Jag” he asked. Tiffany pulled a baseball cap from her back pocket. She tugged the cap on, looping her ponytail through the hole in the back. God, she looked adorable, he thought. “Nope, I like the Jeep”. She called to Max and the two scrambled to the car. Tim was liking this girl more every minute.

The drive to the bar was quick. Max was buckled into the back seat and sat happily as the wind blew in his face. Tiffany rode “shotgun” sitting next to Tim with her legs up, feet on the dash and the wind blowing her golden hair in the sun light. They were a real sight to see. People honked and waved at them as they made their was along the streets to the bar. There was something about it all that touched Tim at his heart – at his soul. It made him genuinely happy in a way he hadn’t been in a very long time. The limo’s and gala’s were nice, he thought, but this was real. It brought back memories and feelings of who he was and how he felt about life before all the money and hoopla. He liked it.

At first glance, from the outside the bar really did look like a dive and it gave Tim a bit of a pause. It had been a while since he’d been in this kind of place. They put a leash on Max and went in.
Inside, it wasn’t nearly the dump he thought it was going to be. It wasn’t fancy but the place was friendly and inviting. The bar stretched the length of the long room and there were a number of tables with comfortable chairs facing a wall of televisions. It looked like every sports event in the world was on TV. Sports and auto racing pictures hung everywhere sprinkled between the signs announcing pitchers of all kinds of beer. It reminded him of his own neighborhood bar in college. This place was OK.

“Come on” Tiffany said, taking him by the hand “I’ll introduce you around”. With Max at her side, she lead Tim around the room introducing him to folks. It was an eclectic crowd – locals, a smattering of bikers, a few suits and a lesbian or two – just the kind of mix Tim used to enjoy but hadn’t seen in years, his current world being littered with tuxedo’s and ball gowns. Everything was designer, there were no Levi’s.

The crowd all seemed nice enough but he had to laugh. After a handshake and hello, their attention immediately turned to Max. Everyone loved him and he loved the attention. The women all fell for him, kneeling down to scratch him and talk. Tim gave a quick glance at Tiffany and she returned him a small sheepish smile. Oh, if they only knew.

Eventually, she ran into Dominic, the owner and head pizza maker. She hadn’t seen him in quite a while and he grabbed her and gave her a giant bear hug and a kiss on both cheeks. “It’s been too long” he said. “Whose the guy” he asked right in front of Tim. He extended his hand and introduced himself as a friend of Tiffany’s.

“And who’s this guy?” That’s Max” she said. Dominic loved dogs. He reached down to pat his head and Max eagerly responded. “He smells the food on my hand” Dom laughed. “What can I get you?” Tim chimed in “I’m told you make the best pizza anywhere.” “Pepperoni and extra cheese” he asked looking at Tiffany. “Yeah, the usual” – they laughed. “Oh, and one of your giant burgers” she added. “No fries or anything just the burger”. Dom understood but Tim was bewildered. “You’re going to eat all that?”. “No silly, Max needs dinner too and pizza isn’t puppy food!”

Tiffany scooped up a couple of beers from the bar and they grabbed a table in the back of the room.
“What do you think? Is this OK?” He gazed around the room taking it all in. “Yeah, this is great”. Memories came flooding back. It just felt right to him. The pizza arrived along with Max’s burger. Dom placed the burger in the bowl in front of the dog and then tied a plastic bib around his neck. “Can’t have him making a mess of himself” he laughed. They all dug in to dinner.

“So, tell me about yourself” Tiffany began. Tim started with some details that sounded like an article from the Wall Street Journal. “ No, I mean tell me about you. Where did you grow up? What was your family like? Did you have a girlfriend in high school?” Tim hesitated. As he became wealthy he got very guarded with his personal life. He let very few people in and never revealed much of himself. For all his money, he wasn’t sure who he could trust, he explained.

A look of disappointment came over Tiffany’s face. Tim looked at her and his heart sank. He through caution to the wind. “But I trust you. I know we don’t really know each other well but something tells me I can trust you. I want to”. Tiffany smiled. “ What happens with us, what you tell me, stays between us” she said. He wasn’t sure why but he believed her. It had been a long time since he had someone he liked enough to confide in. They had an instant connection.

The conversation flowed easily, both of them telling their very personal stories and revealing every detail. Tim had been the son of a janitor. He worked as a kid and worked his way through college, getting an MBA. After college, he met a guy who had an idea for a new business and they partnered up. “We got lucky< he said. “Right place and right time. We made a bunch of money and went our different ways”.

Since then, life changed dramatically. He had “people” to take care of much of his business and he was surrounded by folks he didn’t know, all of whom wanted his time and attention. He didn’t trust their motives. And the women – initially there was an endless string of beautiful women. He soon discovered that beauty can be deceiving and he came to trust no one.

He explained that he gave up the dating scene altogether. The women he was meeting only saw him for his money and what he could do for them. It always seemed that it would eventually revealed itself causing him to question their real feelings toward him. So he made a rule that he would only go out with women that were recommended to him by someone he knew. The polish and finesse of the women improved – meeting worldly sophisticated beautiful women – but the end result was the same. They were just really good at “selling the fantasy” he said. But they were not real either.

The quote made Tiffany pause. Is that what he’s going to think about me, she wondered? She hated that idea. Maybe that’s how the two of them started but she was way beyond that in her feelings for Tim. In a very short time, in one incredible intimate evening, she had come to like this guy. Call it chemistry, call it Kismet it didn’t matter. She felt a closeness and love for this guy from the moment they met. She needed to be open and honest with him, no “selling the fantasy”.

They finished dinner and went to continue the conversation over some 8-ball. A couple of beers arrived that they hadn’t ordered. It was just one of the guys buying the bar a round. Tim appreciated that. someone he didn’t know bought him a beer and didn’t want anything in return. He went over to shake the guys hand and say thanks, then returned to the table.

Tiffany was definitely kicking his ass. That was OK, his ego could take it. While she leaned over the table to make her shots Tim would glance admiringly at her perfect ass. She caught him doing it. “Are you staring at my ass” she asked laughingly? “Are you kidding? Everyone is staring at your ass” he joked. “Well, do you like it?” Whistles and shouts of approval came from across the bar. He chuckled “Yeah, I think everyone likes it.” In a hushed voice that only she could hear, he added “even Max is looking”. She went to Tim and leaned close, “I’m glad you like it” she whispered. “And I love that Max likes it too”. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and went back to sink the 8-ball.

The night had flowed easily. Tim hadn’t had such an intimate and wonderful evening with a woman in forever. And Tiffany loved hearing his stories, hanging on every word. But now it was time. She went over to Max and stroked his head. Tiffany smiled and turned her gaze from Max to Tim. “Take me home”.

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Part 13

Tim was coming out of his wonderful sleep. He gazed at Tiffany laying next to him. The sex had been unbelievable – hot, edgy and lustful. A lifetime of Tim’s emotional blocks had fallen away and the duo went at it like wild beasts. Hair pulling, butt slapping, nasty talking hard pounding sex. It was awesome. He never felt so male. And he never felt so loved. In a single afternoon this girl had completely changed him. Tiffany started to wake too. “Hey, it’s dark. What time is it?” she asked. “I have no idea” he said as he looked around for the alarm clock. Obviously it got kicked somewhere during the thrashing and passion. He kissed her gently on the lips. “Thank you”. Tiffany smiled “ But the question is, do you respect me in the morning” she said with a chuckle. “More than you’ll ever know” he said. “See” she chirped. “ good guys can be bad boys sometimes. That’s the best kind of bad boy, the one no one suspects”. And she liked her new bad boy a lot.

It was almost midnight and she asked if he wanted her to stay the night. “What I want” he said “is for you to go bring Max in here”. She was astonished. “Aren’t you exhausted? I am” she said. Still, the idea of taking these two again made her libido race. She looked at his gaze and loved the force of his presence. He wanted her to ge the dog and she was going to make him happy. Tiffany opened the door and Max came trotting in.

Tim laid back in bed. “ I want to watch you two first. Get on your knees”. Tiffany gladly obeyed. It only took Max a moment to figure out what was expected. He came around behind her and started sniffing. Tiffany loved the feeling of being exposed to the dog, his tongue running over her pussy and clit. She clutched the side of the bed in anticipation. Max lept on he back and with one quick thrust, he was in. The force took her breath away.

The girl felt Max grip her hips tight and drive his cock deep into her. She moaned in lust. She had come to love the sensations of Max deep inside her, his knot stretching and filling her. Each time was as erotic as the first. Each time she groaned her pleasure as the dog drove into her. Each time she thought about what she was doing, a dog inside her and she would explode in orgasm. “Oh God, I’m cumming” she screamed. Max’s thrusts were relentless and the orgasms came non-stop. Her body was wracked by tremors, her voice pleading with him to never stop. Tim couldn’t get enough of watching the two of them together but he had other ideas.

Max had grown to full size and was still thrusting into Tiffany when Tim came and gently pulled him away. Tiffany was snapped back to reality by the abrupt end. “What are you doing” she pleaded.

Tim lay on the bed, his throbbing dick standing erect and beautiful. “ Get up here” he told her. She knew he wanted her to ride him and that was great but why did he have to stop Max? Tiffany straddled the massive dick and it slid deep into her. She started to slowly grind herself on Tim’s lap. He grabbed her hips and held her steady. “Not yet”. He said. Tim reached over the side of the bed and called for Max to get up on the bed. “What are you doing” she asked. “We’re going to DP you” he said matter of factly. Her brain raced. She had been DP’ed once in college and loved it. The thought of being DP’ed by these two hung studs set her on fire.

Tim patted her ass and called to the dog. Max moved around behind the girl figuring out the situation. He patted her backside again and Max lept up on her back. He started to poke at her probing for ‘the spot”. Tiffany let out a groan of surrender and desire and reached back to grab him and guide him in. This was crazy and she wanted it bad. Suddenly, Max found the mark and his shaft slid deep into her ass. She was full. Thank God, she thought, that his knot was too big to go inside. But Max was still ready to hump.

The big dog started to pound himself in the girls tight ass. Tim could feel his cock rub against Max’s deep inside the girl. She was full, stretched to the breaking point by these beautiful cocks. Max started to thrust fast and hard. Tim did the same, driving his hips up, and his cock deep, as fast as he could. Tiffany surrendered to the lustful assault. She gave up control – mind and body – and let these two boys ravage her. Her first orgasm exploded quickly. She body quivered as she groaned in ecstasy. Tim reached up and held her breasts, pinching her nipples firmly, causing her delicious pain. Tim could feel her body slump and surrender to the onslaught. Her head was on his shoulder moaning out her lust and pleasure. “Do you like that?” he asked. “ Yes” she panted. “Yes, what” “Yes I like it” “You like what?” he prodded. “Tell me”. The next orgasm was building fast. “I like him fucking my ass” she shouted. “Who”. Tiffany moaned in surrender. Her own words were making her hot. “I love dog dick. I love Max’s dog dick fucking my ass” she screamed as she came violently.

Tiffany was lost in one continuous orgasm. She trembled and pushed herself back against the thrusting cocks, taking them as deep as she could. They had her filled more than she had ever felt. Her body had a mind of its own. It was indescribably. Max slowed and she could feel his warm cum flood her. Stream after stream filled her as Tim continued his merciless pounding . The very thought made her orgasm again. Tim could feel the dog throbbing and it actually turned him on more. He drove himself hard into the girl and was quickly shooting his own load deep inside her. Two cocks exploding inside her, Tiffany thought. She collapsed forward and kissed Tim passionately as her body shook in orgasm again. She groaned her release into his lips and went limp, totally spent. “Oh my God” she mumbled. “”Oh God”.

Max finished up and jumped off the bed, a river of fluid flowing out of the girl.. She rolled off Tim and lay shaking uncontrollably. Tim pulled her close and and held her tight, gently caressing her hair. “I can’t stop shaking” she said. Her entire body was on fire, every nerve ending alive. “Ssshhhh” he whispered slowly in her ear. “Just relax and enjoy it. I’ve got you.” She took a deep breath and tried to relax. Little moans would occasionally escape her throat as the shivers slowly diminished. She had never been so thoroughly ravaged. She didn’t know where Tim came up with that idea but she was glad he did. She smiled to herself and pushed her body back closer to his. What a good guy.

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Part 14

It had been several days since Tiffany had heard from Tim. The two days they spent together were fantastic and she was disappointed that it had to end. But Tim had to run out of town for a day or so and she’d just have to wait until he got back. Tiffany took the time to catch up on her reading and picking up around her apartment. Denise had asked if she wanted to work but she opted not to. She needed some time to let her body recover from the ravishing it had taken from Tim and Max.

Several times Tiffany let her mind wander back over those delicious moments. She smiled at the idea that sex with Max had become so easy and casual. Almost normal, she thought. She knew what to expect and how it would feel and she craved the feelings. She loved what he did to her and relished the feelings of surrendering to his lust – surrendering top that giant cock. He really turned her on. And Tim …. he had really come around. She always liked being with him, he was a great guy. But he had really taken their talk to heart and he had become the best lover she ever had, strong, dominant and adventurous.. And her two boys together together …… she was a happy woman.

Tiffany also thought about what it would be like to be with Tim, as a girlfriend or wife. What a terrific life that would be, she thought. But she understood that, while they were great together and great for each other, this wasn’t a “forever” thing. The age difference was the issue. He was terrific for her right now – he was worldly and could show her an adult world she didn’t know. He was strong, solid and she knew she could rely on him. Best of all, he let her have her fantasies in bed. She made him feel young again and brought fun and laughter and great sex into his life which had been missing for too long. They really did compliment each other, each giving the other exactly what they needed at this point in their lives. It wasn’t going to be that way forever, but she was happy now. Happy, content and feeling loved and safe. She hadn’t felt that way in a very long time.

The phone rang and she lazily walked over to pick it up. “Hola” she chirped. “Que Pasa” the voice on the other end of the line responded. “Tim!!!” She was thrilled at the unexpected call. “Are you back”
“Yeah, but only for the night” his voice sounded tired. Tiffany had given him her home number and told him to call anytime. It was against company rules but she didn’t care. He told her that he didn’t want to cut Denise out of anything. He had come to like and respect Denise and wanted to make sure that he was above board and fair with her. Tiffany explained “I’m not giving you this for business reasons. I’m giving this to you because I like you. A lot. I’m giving it to you as a friend. So, if you ever want to talk or something, call me.” He was touched.

“Listen” he started “ I was on my way home and got a call from my Tokyo people. Big trouble. I have to get on a plane tomorrow for Japan”. “Sounds grueling” she said. “My problem is Max” he continued. “Anytime I’m away, I have a couple of friends who dog sit him. But they are all either on vacation or too busy on such short notice.” Tiffany asked “What about a boarding kennel. There must be one around somewhere”. “I hate putting him those places” he said. “It’s like a doggie jail. I can’t stand the thought of him locked up in a tiny crate surrounded by strangers.” Tiffany had always liked how Tim talked about Max. She enjoyed that they seemed like they had a close and affectionate relationship. Like Frat brothers or partners in crime, she thought.

“I hate to ask this on such short notice” he continued “but are you available to dog sit Max while I’m gone?” He knew he was asking a lot of the girl but didn’t have many options. “How long are you going to be gone” she wondered. “I’ll be in Tokyo about 2 weeks. I know that’s a long time but that’s why I can’t bear to board him.” Tim was pleading his case. “Look, Max knows you and likes being around you. And honestly, you’re the only one I trust to watch out for him and make sure he’s OK.” Tiffany’s heart melted at the sentiment. “He’s pretty low maintenance – some food, an occasional scratch behind the ears and a daily walk is about all. The important part is the companionship. He likes being with people, especially people he knows, you know that.” “Sounds a lot like you” she laughed. “Yeah, I guess I’m a dog at heart he joked. Tim continued “You can move into my place for a few weeks and use the pool or sauna or whatever. Heck, you can drink my wine collection for all I care. I just need to make sure he’s safe and in good hands”.

There was a pause as Tiffany considered the idea. She wasn’t hesitating because she was unsure. Of course she’d be glad to help. She just wanted to make sure she knew everything that Max needed and Tim expected. Before she could answer Tim offered “ I’m happy to pay you your day rate, if that helps”? “Hell no” the girl shot back. “You will not. Tim was afraid he had insulted her. “Yes, I’ll watch him, gladly.” Tim let out a sigh of relief. “But you’re not going to pay me like that to dog sit. I’ll do this because I love you and you’re a friend”. “Look, I know I’m asking a lot of your time and you need to be making money. I don’t want you and Denise to lose out because of this” he declared.

There was a short silence before she responded. “ Do you like me” she asked. Tim softened “You know I do. A lot”. “And are we friends”? “More than friends” Tim said. Tiffany chimed back “Then it’s settled. Yes, I’ll sit for Max because we’re friends and you need a favor.” Tim was filled with a flood of emotions that he couldn’t express. He paused and simply said “Thank you. I owe you one” his voice grateful for her help. “So, when should I come over” she asked. She had hoped it might be tonight. She’d love another evening with Tim and Max again. But he had no time. “I’m making arrangement now and I have calls from Tokyo I’m taking all night. I leave in the morning, so could you be here around 7AM?” Damn, he was asking a lot he thought to himself. I really am going to owe her one – or maybe more. “7AM is fine” she said. “I’ll see you then”. She went to hang up the phone but heard his voice call to her. “Hey…” “What” she asked. Tim paused and and in a gentle voice said , “I love you”. Tiffany melted. He really did see her as a friend that he loved and not as a paid escort. She beamed. “Love you too. See ya”.

She pulled up the next morning with a car full of clothes, some clean and some unwashed. She figured she’d have plenty of time to do her laundry there. Tim was running out of the house as she was walking in. He was talking furiously on the cell as he he tried to explain things to her at the same time. It wasn’t working very well. “Give me the keys and go” she told him pressing her palm in his back and pushing him out the door. “I’ll figure things out” she said. “Thanks” he said, between remarks on the phone. “That’s what friends are for” she told him. As he made his way down the path he yelled, “I left you all the details you need in the envelop on the counter” and pressed the cell to his ear again. God, this was frantic, he thought.

Tim got to the car and the limo driver opened the door. He threw in his bags and started to crawl into the rear seat when he looked up and saw Tiffany standing in the door waving goodbye with Max at her side. She was stunning, standing in the morning light. This woman had changed his life. She was beautiful, fun, sexy and carried with her a giant heart full of laughter and love. He stopped and told the person on the other end of the phone to hang on a minute. He casually walked back to where the two of them were standing and gave Tiffany a long, loving gaze. He let his hand push the hair back off her face and gently took her in his arms. The two locked in a slow, emotional kiss that seemed to last forever. She melted in his embrace. Their lips parted and he looked appreciatively into those crystal blue eyes. “Much more than friends” he smiled and turned to run back to the limo.

Tiffany watched as the car pulled away and drove down the hill and out of sight. “Well, pal” she said to Max “let’s see what he left for us”. She opened the envelop and was taken by how detailed and complete his list was. He had left her information on where everything was, like clean sheets and towels, the pass code for the security system, his phone numbers in case of emergency and a schedule of when the services came to clean the house and mow the lawn. He even stocked the refrigerator. There was also a debit card in the envelop. The note explained the card had up to $100,000 available and he had cleared it with the bank to set her up as an authorized user. If she needed anything she should charge it to the card. And he added a PS – go out and enjoy yourself or buy something nice. He thought of everything, she thought, although she had no idea where she’d ever spend that much money. Pizza wasn’t that expensive, she laughed. Tiffany turned to Max and said “How about some breakfast” Max wagged his tail, happy that she was back in the house again.

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Part 15

Tiffany and Max quickly settled into a comfortable routine. They’d have breakfast and later in the morning they’d go for a run around the neighborhood. She liked having a running companion especially in an area where she didn’t know anyone. The two would make a big loop around the streets, going down hill to the flats where there were more homes and people, along the streets below the hills and then back up hill to the house. Tiffany had brought a red bandana with her when she arrived. She thought Max would look cute with it tied around his neck – it made him look like a real California dog, she thought. People they jogged past would turn and notice this stunning girl run by and smile at the big lab in the bandana following along. She thought it was fun.

Once they got home, the two of them would head straight for the pool to cool off. Max loved the water and he would swim around chasing Tiffany through the pool. Tiffany would stop and let Max catch her, his big front legs rising up onto her shoulders as he pulled himself to her. Tiffany would grab hold of him and they’d laugh and twirl in the cool water. She always noticed the feel of Max’s body pressed close to her and would slide her hands along his sides and back. She had to fight hard to resist the urge to take him inside and let him go wild on her. “I can’t spend all my time having sex with him” she thought. “Then again……” she laughed to herself.

Once out of the pool, the two would lay on the deck and let the warm afternoon sun dry them off. Max always shook himself dry first and did it standing next to Tiffany. She would laugh and say to him “You do that on purpose, don’t you?” She swore that she could see him laugh in response. Then it was dinner after which they’d sit on the living room sofa and watch some television. Max would always climb up and lay with her, his head in her lap as she slowly stroked his body, both of them enjoying the company.

Thursday was a perfect summer day. Tim had only been gone 3 days but it seemed much longer. Tiffany decided to get out of the house and take a road trip – the beach would be perfect. She pulled on a tank top and cut-offs and pulled on her favorite Padre’s ball cap. She had found a pair or goggles in Tim’s work shop and thought they would be perfect to protect Max’s eyes from the harsh wind while driving. She pulled the goggles over his eyes, tying the strap under his chin to hold them in place. Along with his red bandana it made her laugh. He just barked his approval and they climbed into the Jeep headed for the beach.

The drive took about half an hour some of the trip along the highway. Tiffany was cruising along with the traffic at the speed limit with Max buckled into the passenger seat. He loved the breeze in his face, his tongue blowing in the wind. Cars would pass by and see the duo and laugh and wave. Max would bark back his “hello”.

The beach was beautiful – calm water with small waves lapping the shore. The sandy beach and dunes stretched as far as the eye could see. A cover of sea mist hung in the air and hazed the distant coast. With all this beautiful beach, she thought to herself, why on earth does everyone crowd together near the parking lot? “Oh well, more beach for us” she said to Max. And the two set off walking towards the empty shore. They walked along the edge of the water line letting the waves lap at their feet. Max would romp happily, dashing in and out of the oncoming waves. Then he’d take off trying to catch the sand pipers that scampered along the waters edge. Tiffany watched in amusement.

Eventually, she decided to stop and just sit and take it all in. Max came and sat in front of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and the two of them simply watched and listened to the oceans sounds. There wasn’t a soul in sight – just the two of them. A fleeting image flashed through her mind – how beautiful would it be to be naked and let Max take her – right here in the sun, open and free. She sighed at the idea. Who knows, she thought, maybe someday.

Time slipped by and the sun was getting lower in the sky. Time to go and they made their way back to the Jeep. What a great lazy day, she thought. She buckled Max into his seat and strapped on his goggles. It made her chuckle every time. The ride home went quickly and soon they were pulling up to the door. “How was that” she asked the big lab. “Did you like that?” He just wagged his tail and barked his approval. “Come on, let’s get cleaned up”

The beach sand and sea salt covered the two. Thankfully, Tim had a giant shower, bigger than most bathrooms, she thought. Tiffany stripped down, opened the door and turned the water to warm. “Let’s go” she said to the dog. “You need this as much as I do”. She waved him into the shower and followed him in, closing the door. The water was fresh and felt wonderfully cleansing. Tiffany soaked her hair letting the water run through it for several minutes. The shower had all sorts of different heads, sort of like a car wash, she thought, several of them at a lower level that were at a perfect height for Max.

She washed herself thoroughly, taking away that “crusty” feeling of sea salt on her body. Then she turned her attention to Max, who was happily playing with the spray heads. He’d squint his eyes and turn his face straight to the water and then turn away and shake himself. What a goof, she thought. Tiffany knelt down and started washing off Max’s fur making sure she got him completely clean. Memories of her teen years, washing her dog Max came flooding back. She recalled those feelings of sexual curiosity about the dog and the tingling excitement as she ran her hands quickly over his sheath. Now, here she was with this Max and it still made her tingle. Except now, she knew a whole lot more.

The duo climbed out of the shower and dried off. Tiffany took a big beach tower and rubbed the water off the lab. Then she got a hair dryer abd used it to blow his fur dry. Max loved it, especially when she’d turn the blower quickly on his face. They would laugh together as he licked her face in appreciation.

Tiffany threw on a robe and headed for the kitchen. She decided to have a simple salad for dinner. She never had much of an appetite after a day at the beach. Max, on the other hand, was just a hound, gobbling down his food in a blink. “Good thing I take you jogging, you’d be as big as a whale” she said to him.

Tiffany always felt drained after spending time at the shore. The sun and sea air left her wiped out, too lazy to do much of anything, so she welcomed her evening of TV and movies ahead. Lounging around Tim’s beautiful home had become very comfortable. She could get used to this, she thought. She had just settled in on the sofa when the phone rang. She wasn’t sure if she should answer so she let it go to voice mail. She could hear who it was as they left a message. “Hey, Tif, it’s me” the voice started. “I just thought I’d call to see……” It was Tim calling. She jumped to her feet and rushed to answer the the phone. “Hey, how are you? Where are you?” she said hoping that he hadn’t hung up yet. “Oh, you’re there” Tim said jokingly. ‘Where else would I be?” she laughed. ‘Well, I just thought I’d call and see how things are going” “We’re fine. We went to the beach today and just ran in the water. Max chased the birds, as usual. It was a nice time” “Sounds fun. I’m sorry I missed it” Tim liked that she had taken Max out to somewhere new. He never seemed to have enough time to do that. No, he thought, that’s not true. He never made enough time. He needed to do better on that. “

“I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” he kidded the girl. Tiffany hadn’t been with Max since Tim had left. Frankly, that had to change. She scratched Max’s head and said, “No …. not yet”. They both gave out a little laugh. From half way around the world, this girl still knew how to turn him on. The conversation was brief. He told her where he was and talked about a terrific sushi place he ate at the prior evening. “They tried to feed me blow fish but I passed. That stuff can kill you. These guys are crazy.” She asked how business was going and he deflected the question. “Too busy and too complicated to talk about here. I’ll fill you in when I get back” he said. “Any idea when that will be?” she wondered. “The way things look, it will be another week or so”. “Well, we miss you and we’ll be here when you get back”. What a nice change, he thought. He was accustomed to coming home to an empty house. He never minded long travel trips but now he found himself just wanting to get home. “OK, you two take care of each other. See ya soon”.

Tiffany shuffled back to the couch happy that Tim had found a minute to call. She missed him. Tim always treated her with respect and would talk to her as if she had a brain and not like some dumb escort. She loved listening to him talk about his interests – art, baseball, wine – she always learned things talking to him. And he enjoyed mentoring the young woman. A bit like Pygmalion, he thought.

Tiffany kicked back on the sofa and let her robe fall open, the cool evening air felt good on her newly tanned skin. She used the TV remote to surf the channels for something interesting to watch but there wasn’t much interesting. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, feeling the breeze caress her body, her nipples responding to the sensation. She let her hands slowly slide along her stomach gently tracing the lines of her waist, touching her soft skin until they reached her chest. She slowly cupped her firm round breasts and began lazily plucking at her nipples. It felt wonderful – soft, sexy and unrushed.

She heard Max nearby and slowly opened her eyes to find him standing between her open legs, watching her movements. Seeing him there was a delicious sensuality, very erotic, she thought. “Hi, buddy” she said through hazy eyes. Max seemed to understand the lazy, sexy mood of the girl and responded perfectly. His licking was usually strong and urgent, driving her quickly to orgasm. Tiffany was mentally shifting gears in preparation, but not this time. Max slowly lowered his head and his tongue began to lick Tiffany long, slow and sensual. His licks were unhurried, taking time to drag the full length of his hot, wet tongue along her outer lips, lingering at her clit before starting again. Slow, soft and sexy – Tiffany fell into a delicious relaxed haze as Max continued his efforts.

Tiffany let out a big sigh and let her hands slowly find their way along her body, her fingertips lightly touching, almost tickling her skin. She was immersed in this wonderful sensual play with her dog. She let her hand slip to her lips and spread herself open, giving Max more direct access to her clit. The big lab loved her taste and was gently driving his tongue into the girl. It drove Tiffany wild and she could feel her heat beginning to rise. Small moans of pleasure and satisfaction involuntarily came from her very core.

Tiffany opened her eyes again and began slowing stroking Max’s head. “Good boy” she said in a grateful tone. Max responded to the reinforcement with continued licking. She loved looking at the big lab as he licked at her, making her hotter every minute. The visual of seeing him between her legs brought home the reality that she was having sex with a dog. She was completely turned on by the idea and seeing it was emotional. She loved sex with him and all the feelings of being pounded and having him fill her. But when she had sex with a man, she always liked part of it to be missionary. Maybe that wasn’t sexually adventuresome but it was emotionally fulfilling. Tiffany got to watch her lover – see him between her spread legs, lock her ankles around him as she ran her hands along his sides. She could grab his arms for support and look into his face, seeing as well feeling his passion. She loved that part.

Max had her excited and ready. He was making some small shifts that Tiffany thought signaled her cue to turn over. Unexpectedly, Max rose up and put his front legs on the couch, straddling her body the way Tim would. Her legs opened lazily. Inviting Max to move his body up close to the level of her wanting pussy. Tiffany grabbed his legs and slid her bottom right to the edge of the sofa, his cock only inches away. She pressed herself up towards the dog searching for the connection she desperately wanted. Max sensed the warmth and probed to try and find it. It only took a moment. A single thrust and the two were connected once again, like the lovers they were.

Max started to thrust himself forward, filling the girl with all his hot hard cock. Tiffany groaned in pleasure. She couldn’t believe they were actually doing it in this position. She had no idea this was possible. She could feel him swell to full size stretching and filling her in the way she loved and craved. “Yes, yes yes” she panted in encouragement. “Oh God Max fuck me.”. She ran her hands along his sides feeling his strength and lust as his body thrust urgently into her. The dogs pounding had her sliding on the sofa cushions and Tiffany grabbed on to his front legs to support herself, in much the same way she would with a guy in this position. Tiffany was in heaven, her legs wide open and her ankles locked across the back of this big dog, impaled on his delicious cock. She let her hands caress his chest, sliding gown his sides and back up to his neck. Tiffany rubbed the sides of his neck gazing at Max’s face. He looked as happy as she was. She had this beautiful dog inside her taking all his lust. “Oh yes. Oh God. Oh God. Max!” Her voice trailed off to a sweet groan as her orgasm exploded. Her body shook, her legs spreading wide open to take all of her lover as she pressed herself closer to his body. This was hot and intimate. It was a dog inside her making her swoon and cum. It was a dog that she was under, happily taking his powerful thrusts. And she could see it, face to face. The thought sent her over the edge again screaming out her orgasm as she clutched at the dog, her eyes closed and her mouth shouting out her passion with a smile.

Max slowed his thrusts and stood quietly in his mount. Tiffany came out of her dazed lust to see the big dog standing over her. She could feel Max throbbing inside her, filling her with his warm cum. She loved the feeling of being open to him and letting him fill her this way. It was more than sexy, she felt close to this big dog. Max looked down and licked the girls face as if to say think you. She let his tongue slip into her mouth as she gently sucked it, letting her own tongue mingle with his. The lovers stayed connected for a surprisingly long time, Max happily filling her and she gratefully taking it. Tiffany calmly caressed his body and face, scratching him behind the ears and talking to him softly, the way lovers would, all the while holding him in her secured by her legs around his body, feeling him fill her with cum. God she loved this dog.

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Part 20

Tiffany spent the rest of the day doing her laundry, reading and fending off Max’s advances. God, he was insatiable. She liked that, to a point. At least she knew he’d always be ready when she was. She was trying to keep the house clean in case Tim came back early and that included some cleaning up of the bed sheets and carpet where she and Max had played. Between times, she tried to catch up on her reading going through Tim’s pile of current events and business magazines. He had a great library of books as well that contained everything from books on all sorts of art, music, classic literature and more. There were thousands of books filling an entire room lined with book shelves. The reading room was one of Tim’s favorite rooms in the house. He could take his wine and sit in the large red leather wing back chair and just get lost in his reading. It was his escape from the world. “No wonder he’s so smart” she thought ‘He’s probably read everything here”. She loved how intelligent he was and how he could speak on almost any topic. She hoped to be that smart someday.

Evening approached quickly. Tiffany and Max had been at home pretty much the entire time Tim had been gone, except for the beach trip. And they really hadn’t spent any time with other people. Tiffany was a social creature and needed to be around people and the sounds of life. “How about you take me out on the town tonight” she said to the dog. “Let’s go see some people and have a little fun”. From his reaction she could tell he agreed. “How about we go to the bar and say hi to your friend Dominic?” She asked. “Yes? Good, let’s go”. They piled into the Jag and were off, not knowing that by the end of the night things were going to be very different.

The bar was pretty empty when they arrived, mostly it was the regulars and one or two new faces in the crowd. She took Max off his leash as they walk along saying hi to everyone, stopping to let them all pat Max and say hello. “Hey, you’re back” she heard Dominic shout. Max saw the man coming out of the kitchen and bounded across the room to greet him. Dom knelt to greet the dog. “Look at you with the red bandana” he lsmiled as he ruffled Max;s ears. “It looks good on you!” Max barked happily and started to lick Dom’s face making him laugh. “Yeah, good to see you too” he laughed trying to dodge Max’s tongue lashing. “Looks like you’ve made a friend” Tiffany said playfully as she came up behind the lab. She liked seeing how Max took to the big burly chef. “Hi sweetie” he said rising up to hug her. “No guy tonight?” he asked as he searched the bar for Tim. “Naw, he’s traveling and he asked me to dog sit”. “Too bad” Dom told her “He seems like a real nice guy” he paused. “Of course, I’d never tell him that” and they both broke out into laughter.

“So can I get you something from the kitchen?” I think we’ll both have burgers tonight but I forgot his bowl. Is that OK?” Dom reached down and patted Max’s head. “No problem. I’ll take care of you” he turned and went back to the kitchen. Nice man, she thought.

Tiffany ordered a beer and scanned the room. It was a big empty room loaded with tables and in the far corner, sitting as far away from people as possible, was Karen. She figured she’d say hi and see what was up. No doubt there was a reason she was hiding in the corner. She made her way through the maze of tables and chairs with Max close behind.

“Hi” she said as she approached the table and sat down. Karen lifted her eyes to Tiffany and said hello. It was very clear that Karen had been drinking. She didn’t appear real drunk but it looked like she was on her way. That disheartened her. “So, what brings you here? Slumming?” she said through a thickening fog of alcohol. Tiffany wasn’t sure what to make of the comment. The way it was said, her tone of voice, it sure sounded like an insult but she wasn’t going to take the bait. Tiffany had first come to the bar just after her fathers death. It was a low point for her and she just needed a place to hide from the world for a while. Karen had befriended her and the two talked for hours each night about their lives and troubles. Karen knew that she had come from a privileged background unlike Karen who told stories of growing up broke, abused by a drunken father and an uncaring mother. They both were fighting to get back to a normal life. Karen was losing her battle.

The two started chatting and soon Dom brought out her food. “Anything else?” he asked. “I don’t think so” Tiffany responded. Karen lifted her empty beer bottle and the shot glass of whiskey she had drained. ‘Bring me two of each” she said. Dom looked at Tiffany, each of them wanting to say something but both knowing it probably wouldn’t do anything but make her angry. He turned his eyes from the girls and cast them towards the floor. He gave a sad little nod and went to get the drinks.

The two women continued chatting, really about nothing of substance. Max finished his burger in three giant bites as Karen laughed watching. Tiffany was rapidly losing her appetite, listening to Karen’s stories about each guy in the bar she had slept with. She had hit bottom and ended each evening going home with the last guy standing, and by now everyone knew it. Apparently her reputatio0n had spread and was so bad that men would come strolling in around closing just to see if she was still around. Tiffany looked at the guys as she pointed them out. It was disheartening. There were some nice guys in the bar but they’d have nothing to do with Karen. She had taken up with the others. She didn’t want to label them losers but she always thought Karen deserved better. Maybe not, considering how far she had let herself go, she thought.

Karen was becoming more animated in her talk. When she was drunk, you couldn’t stop her from talking. And you never knew what she might say. She was beginning to speak slower and slur her words a little. The alcohol was really taking hold. “Gee, he’s a great dog” Karen said as she stroked Max’s head. “Good doggie”. She looked up at Tiffany and leaned in to whisper “I’ve always had a fantasy about being with a dog” and she let out a giant laugh. “Really, I have!” she repeated. “Haven’t you ever thought of it?” she said as she leaned forward unsteadily. “Karen!” she said as if to say that she never had. “Come on” she slurred. “Admit it” “No, I don’t find it attractive. I find it repulsive” she did her best to lie. Fortunately, they were sitting far enough away that no one could hear their conversation. Still, some of the letches at the bar would occasionally cast a glance in their direction.
In her drunken state, Karen thought the topic of conversation was funny and she liked that Tiffany seemed disgusted. She pressed the issue.

“I’m serious. I’d do it. I’d try it.” Karen continued. The she whispered “come on. Take me home and we can both let this big guy fuck us”. Tiffany locked eyes with the woman. She could tell that she was saying it in part to get a reaction from the girl. But her body language and tone of voice made it very clear that if Tiffany said yes, Karen would absolutely follow through with the idea. Tiffany was glad no one could hear but she still was extremely uncomfortable talking about it in public where someone may accidentally overhear them and get the wrong idea. The thought terrified her as she looked quickly around the room to see if anyone was watching or listening. “Come on. Let’s try it” Karen nudged with her voice. “”Absolutely not” she responded. “Look, I have to go. It was good to see you. Take care of your self” she said and she gathered up Max and quickly left the bar.

She and Max climbed into the car and drove away. She didn’t know where she was headed but she just needed to get away from that place and those people. The conversation with Karen had unsettled her, frightened her actually. It had snapped her back to reality. Sex with Max had started out as a fantasy and grown into a hot sexual aspect of her life. She was giddy about it and had let that cloud her judgment. She recalled some girls in college who experienced their first lesbian sex. It had thrilled them and they couldn’t shut up about it. Yes, what she was doing with Max thrilled her. She’d never be the same.

But having sex with this dog was very different than a first time with another girl. This was very taboo. People would never understand. She knew that Karen was serious in her proposal. If she had agreed, they’d be home right now having sex with Max. But who knows what would happen after that. Karen was acting crazy and in her daily drunken state she may tell everyone that the two of them had sex with a dog. The consequences of that scared her to death. Aside from everything else, it was illegal. She could go to jail for heavens sake. No, she had to get herself back under control and stop making dangerous decisions. She knew that she had found a very special part of her and she would always be involved with dogs somehow but she needed to be more cautious.

Right now, two people already knew of her activities. A wave of fear washed over her. She realized that if they wanted to, they could ruin her life. What if Tim got angry at her and outed her. Or what if he spread news of her through his circles and hoards of men started calling asking for the girl that does the dog show. Word would spread across the internet about her. No guy would ever book her again, knowing that a dog had been there before them. She’d be just the dog girl, pimped out by Denise until the cops arrested her. Her mind was running wild, blinding her logic and vision. Oh, God she started shaking in fear.

She didn’t know where to turn. She decided to go see Denise.

Tiffany brought Max into the house where several of the girls were hanging around the living room. They all jumped up to say Hi and hug Tiffany and then they turned their attention to Max, the big lovable goof. Denise heard the commotion and came out to check, She saw Tiffany standing by watching the others playing with a big black lab. She put the puzzle pieces together immediately. So, this was the dog. She went out to greet the girl with a big hug. “Who’s this?” she asked bending down to scratch the dogs ears. “That’s Max” she replied. “I’m dog sitting and we just wanted to get out of the house. “ Denise, turned her attention back to the dog. ”Well, hi there Max”. “You wait here. I have a snack for you”. She went to the kitchen and came back with some dog treats. Tiffany was afraid that she’d try to feed him something bad for him and was surprised to find that Denise had these treats hiding in the kitchen.

“Can we talk?” the girl asked. Denise searched her face and could see something was very wrong. She tried not to draw attention to it. “Of course” she said laughingly, trying to cover up the seriousness of the issue. She gave the snacks to the other girls and admonished them against feeding him too much. The two of them walked back to her office. Tiffany stopped at the door and looked back at the group laughing and playing with the big dog. “Don’t worry” Denise said quietly as she came up behind Tiffany and put her had reassuringly on her shoulder. “They don’t suspect anything”. Tiffany turned and smiled a sorry smile, closed the door and they sat down.

“ Are you OK” Denise asked. She could see that the girl clearly wasn’t. Tiffany broke down sobbing uncontrollably. Denise had never seen her like this and it was frightening. “I’ve been so stupid.” Tiffany cried.” On God, I’m so scared”. It was obvious that she was in real trouble. Denise came to her and hugged her close. Tiffany cried uncontrollable on the woman’s shoulder, her body shaking with her tears. They stood together for a long time, Denise holding the girl close, stroking her hair and pulling her tight to her. Tiffany started to calm down a bit, her tears slowing. Denise looked at her, this fragile girl was in need and her heart melted. “ Here, sit down” she said, ushering Tiffany on to a seat on the couch. She sat next to her holding her hand and comforting the tearful girl.

“OK”? Tiffany nodded and wiped the tears from her eyes. “Tell me what’s wrong” Tiffany felt comforted by Denise’s strong and calming voice. She felt protected. Tiffany started in “ I’ve been foolish and I’m afraid that I’m in trouble” she cried, the tears started again. Denise held her close until she regained her composure. “Tell me” the woman said and Tiffany began to relate the long story of her and Max, the events of yesterday that were so wonderful, and the horrible conversation with Karen, including her frightening revelations and return to sanity. “ I was only having fun” she sobbed. And now my life may be ruined. Tiffany was inconsolable.

Denise listened to her story intently trying to understand the emotions that were wracking this poor girl. She listened intently to her relate the intimate details of her times with Max and her emotional reactions to their encounters. Denise had a number of girls in the past experience traumatic emotions from escorting but she was a bit lost about all of this. Not that she didn’t understand but rather that is hit close to home.

Tiffany finished her story and ended with “I’m so scared. Two people already know about me and my entire life is in their hands”. Tiffany looked with pleading eyes at Denise. The woman knew exactly what she was saying. They sat silently for a few moments, Tiffany trying to compose herself and praying that Denise could tell her what to do.

“OK. Are you ready to talk ….. or listen?” Denise asked. Tiffany nodded, wiping tears awat from her eyes. “ Denise started, her voice very controlled and reassuring “First, you’re fine. You’re not in trouble”. The girl looked at her wanting to believe her. “ From what you’ve told me about your talk with your friend, you said nothing and no one heard anything that would be a problem.” Tiffany gave a small smile. “ Besides” she said “ no one believes a word that drunks like her say. All they want is to take her home. They don’t listen to them because they don’t care”. Denise was making sense. “And if she was as drunk as you say, she probably forgot your conversation about 10 seconds after you left. She probably focused on finding who was taking her home tonight. She didn’t waste any time on this topic, she was concerned about luring a guy” Denise continued. “I guarantee that she’ll forget all of it in the morning”. Tiffany was feeling les scared, consoled by the logic and strength of this woman. Denise pushed the girls hair away from her face. “Having sex outdoors like that was risky. Probably not a good decision” she said. “Did any one see you?” she asked. “No there were too many trees and stuff” the girl responded. “we weren’t out there very long” she finished. “OK” Denise said, “So you got away with one. You’re not the first person to have sex in public, so to speak.” sghe continued. “ Sex in public is, edgy and hot. In your case, dangerous. But you were not caught. So instead of worrying about it, chalk it up to experience”/ Tiffany had a questioning look. “ You had fun. You had hot public sex and didn’t get caught” Denise concluded. “ You have a very sexy memory to cherish and you’ve learned to be a bit more discrete in the future. You’re lucky.” she said. “And I’m jealous” she added. Tiffany didn’t understand what she meant but she took splice in the woman’s words.

“I know that you’re scared” the woman continued gazing into the young girls searching eyes. “But you shouldn’t be” she said with a reassuring voice. Tiffany listened closely. Denise carressed the girls face with the back of her hand, slowly sliding her hand behind her neck. She stared deeply and forcefully into the girls eyes. “Do you trust me?” Denise asked. “Oh God yes” she responded. “Completely”. Denise smiled in response. “You can.’ she paused. “ “I love you. I love you as much as anyone in my life” she told the girl. “ I would never do anything to hurt you. And if anyone tried to harm you, they would have to deal with me.” Tiffany’s eyes welled up in tears of joy. “I love you” Denise went on. “I will always protect you. I will always be there to support you. I will give you all the help and love and support and guidance that I can. You are more important to me than I can tell you and I will never betray your trust or friendship”. Tiffany sobbed in tears of joy and relief, laying her head in Denise’s shoulder. The two help each other close bonded by the intimacy of the moment. It was a bond that both felt would last a lifetime.

Denise lifted the girls face from her shoulder and looked her in the eyes. “Do you know how much Tim cares for you?” she asked. She thought she did but right now, she needed to hear it. “I do. I know exactly how much he cares about you” Denise told her. Tiffany was perplexed. “How do you know?” she asked, her lingering thoughts of trouble still in her mind. “ “I know because I talk to him all the time” Denise confessed. “We’ve had long conversations and inevitably, the talk always turns to you.” Tiffany s eyes opened wide, struck by the woman’s words. She had no idea. “All he talks about it you – how wonderful you are and how much you have changed his life. Tim would never hurt you, not ever. He keeps asking me how he can repay all that you’ve done for him”. Again, her eyes welled with joy and relief. “Tim would do anything for you to make you happy. And trust me, he will always protect you. He;s the last guy you should fear. You can trust and rely on him completely” she finished.

Tiffany fell into the woman’s arms. “Thank you so much> I love you so much” she said. Tiffany finally realized who her real friends were. It was a long way from her broken family and the events that left her alone and betrayed but, in a very odd way, she had found a family again. She had founf people who loved and cared about her – not as an escort but as a person. All the feelings of love and support and safety that she had lost when her father dies, were all back in her life in special ways.

Denise needed something to cut the tension and bring soje laughter to the situation. “Of course, he also likes you naked in his bed” she joked. “Tiffany laughed as she wiped away the tears. “I can’t say that I blame him” Denise added. The tow women looked at each other and broke into a grand laughter.

Tiffany gathered herself together making sure that the girls wouldn’t see any residual effects of her crying with Denise. Denise took her to the door and was ready to show her out but Tiffany stopped before the door opened. She looked at the floor and uttered “Did you mean that?” raising her eyes to scan Denise’s face. “Mean what” she asked. “Did you really mean you wanted me naked in your bed?”. A thousand thoughts raced through Denise’s mind. Wondering how she should answer. Honesty was best. “Yes, I really meant it” she responded to this wonderful girl. Tiffany kissed her on the cheek. “Tomorrow night, come by the house” she whispered in Denise’s ear. They smiled and Tiffany left to gather up Max and head home. She knew she was going to be OK.

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Part 21

Tiffany was hoping Denise would accept her offer but the house was a mess and needed a serous cleaning. “I can’t believe one woman and one dog can make such a mess” she thought. Max had finished his breakfast and was hoping for some play time …. or more. “Sorry pal. I have to clean” and she sent the dog on his way out the back door to chase birds. She smiled as her continued his vain attempt to catch the robins on the lawn. He seemed to like the chase more than anything.

The dishes were easy – load the dish washer and go. But the sheets, the towels, the bathroom – what a mess. This was going to take a while, she tho9ught. A lot more than her small apartment. It would have been nice if the service was coming today but they were not scheduled for several days. Just my luck, she mumbled. Tiffany was excited by the idea of Denise coming over. She wasn’t sure she would actually show, but she wanted to make a good impression.

After such a traumatic evening, Tiffany had a nice night rest, comforted by Denise’s words. At a difficult time in her life, she had found Denise. This woman had the chance to either use her or mentor her, she thought. And she chose to do the latter. She paused – No, she didn’t do either. Denise had befriended her and more. It was as if she had adopted her and surrounded her in a protective cloak of love and affection. Whenever she needed guidance or direction, Denise was there. When she needed to talk or a shoulder to cry on or just some motherly advise, Denise was there. She had become a surrogate parent of sorts and Tiffany had a love and affection for her beyond words. Denise had given her the strength and support to get back on track and she wanted to make her proud. And yet, Denise was one of the most attractive and sexy women she had ever met. She had been with other women, especially in college, but Denise was different. With the others, it was just playful fun. Bit Denise was strong, confident, sultry and sophisticated. She was completely drawn to this woman. She really hoped she showed up.

It was getting towards dinner and Tiffany was rushing through Tim’s cookbooks to try and make some munchies that she thought Denise may like. She had fruit in the fridge and lots of ingredients in the cupboard but she was clueless on how to cook. She stopped and laughed to herself. “God how silly is this” she thought. And then the door bell rang.

Tiffany abandoned her efforts in the kitchen and made her way to the front door. Opening it. she saw Denise standing there in a breathtaking black dress, with perfect accessories. Her black hair was formed around her face, the long lines of her body outlined by the wonderful dress. God she has a terrific body, Tiffany said to herself.

“Hi” she chimed. Denise looked at the girl in her apron covered in who knows what. Tiffany looked down at herself and laughed. “ I know” she said. “”I lost my mind and decided to try and cook something for you”. “I can see” said Denise, her eyes drinking in the beautiful girls features. She was touched that Tiffany would go to such trouble. “I think I failed” the girl laughed. “Come on in”.

Denise came into the house and surveyed the room “want to look around” Tiffany asked and the two set off on a tour of the house. It was terrific, Denise thought. Exactly what she pictured it would be. She had talked to Tim at length many times and always wondered about him – his life and how he lived. This was almost exactly what she had pictured.

“Want something to drink” Tiffany asked as they came back to the kitchen. “Wine is good” she responded. Tiffany was just learning about wine and pointed Denise to the wine locker. ‘Tim said to help ourselves to anything”. Denise knew her wine. She had taught herself about wines in her early years as an escort. It was part of the job. Tim had an extraordinary collection. She didn’t want to take one of his Grand Cru but she found a nice Brunello and went to open it. “Is this good” asked Tiffany. Denise took a moment to explain the wine and why it was considered a nice wine. Tiffany listened intently. She loved learning and was totally impressed that Denise seemed to know as much as Tim about wines. They poured two glasses. Tiffany took some strawberries and some sort of cheese, Montrachet, from the refrigerator and they retired to the living room. “Do you know what this is” she asked. Denise explained it was a special goat cheese and Tiffany laughed. “Really? Goat cheese?” She tentatively tried it. “Great” she exclaimed. Her education continued. Some day she hoped to be as classy and smart as Denise.

The conversation was light and carefree. Tiffany was captivated by how smart and sophisticated Denise was and Denise enjoyed teaching the young girl. She imagined this was very much like the conversations that Tim had with the girl. She could see why he liked talking to her. She was rejuvenating.

There was a lazy lull in the conversation and Tiffany chimed in “May I ask you something?” Denise nodded “Of course”. How did you get into the business? How did you get into escorting?” Denise had been asked this many times but always deflected the question. It wasn’t anything she wanted to answer and it wasn’t anyone’s business. But this time, as she looked at the face of this girl that had touched her so deeply, and she answered. “It’s sort of a long story but I’ve give you the abbreviated version” she said. “ I grew up in a tough house – a tough neighborhood. My mother was drunk every night and my father decided to take advantage of her drinking and sexually abused me starting when I was eight”. Tiffany froze. “But you’re so elegant and classy” she said How did you do that” Denise sipped her wine and tugged at the hem of her dress that had ridden up a bit high on her perfect long legs. “When I turned 18, they threw me out. He told me I was old and used up and he wasn’t going to spend another dime supporting me” she continued. Tiffany was nearly in tears.

“I was 18, alone and I had no job, no apartment an no means of support. I wasn’t going to sleep on the streets so I went to a local bar.” Tiffany interrupted “But you were only 18” she said. Denise slumped her shoulders :You’d be surprised what a blow job with a bouncer can get you”. She said.

Denise explained that she went into the room looking for someone she thought would take her home, even for a night. “I found a guy that I thought was OK and we went back to his place. Obviously, I paid him in the only way I had.” She emptied her glass and refilled it. ‘We stayed together about 3 months but it kept getting worse” a cold anger came over her. ‘He decided he was some big time pimp and wanted me to start paying my way so he sold me to any guy who would pay.” She shook her head. “I took it for a while but I finally decided if I was going to do that, I was keeping the money, not him. So I left him.” This sounded just terrible to the girl. Tiffany always had a vision of Denise as an upscale polished woman. She never had a hint of this background.

: But you’re so smart and sophisticated” Tiffany said. “How did that happen?” Denise had a far away look in her eyes. “ Monique” she said quietly. “Monique”. She paused to take some wine and gather herself. Damn, this girl had a way of cutting to the heart of things, she noted. “Who’s Monique” Tiffany asked. Denise smiled “Monique was the woman that ran the agency I went to work for”. “When I left the jerk, I didn’t know a thing about the business and so I signed on with an agency in the city. Monique ran it”. Denise raised her voice, almost in respect. “ Monique was wonderful. I had never met anyone like her. She took me under her wing and taught me the business”. She paused. “She didn’t teach me how to hook”, she said “She taught me how to study and be smart. She taught me manners and grace and poise so that I could navagate through the upper crust because that was where the big money was. She taught me self confidence and how to read clients to make sure they were getting the best experience possible” she finished. “ I owe her a lot”. Tiffany knew exactly what she was saying. Denise had done the same for her, and so much more. “Eventually, I decided that I wanted more” she continued. “I didn’t want to escort, I wanted to run a business and this was the only one I knew.” “And……” the girl asked. “and I started the agency as a way for some girls to work in the industry, make some money with respectful upscale clients and never have to go through what I went through.” There was a long silence. Tiffany looked at this wonderful woman and said “Thank you”. If it wasn’t for you, I have no idea where I’d be but it wouldn’t be here.” A small smile crossed Denise’s face.

Tiffany loved this woman and she was so grateful for her help and guidance. She was also incredibly attracted to her. She looked at he short styled hair that swept along let face out lining her cheeks and jaw line. The woman had bangs that covered her forhead and eyebrows that were tapered thinly along her eyes. Her eyes – Tiffany thought. Those hypnotic eyes. Denise’s eyes were dark, almost black. They shined with sex, energy and power. Those eyes just drew her in. Her body was long and lithe, with broad shoulders leading down to a tiny waist, perfect hips and long beautiful legs. God, she was long and slinky and utterly sexy, she thought. And she wanted her.

Tiffany broke the silence “Can I ask about your first girl experience? Were you always interested?” She was genuinely interested but she was also trying to heat things up a bit. “ Denise laughed, thinking back to the moment. “Do you really want to know?” she asked. Tiffany just nodded. “Oh God” Denise laughed.

“Well, I always had a curiosity about women” She started. “I wouldn’t say it was a burning desire as I I had to do it. But I was definitely curious”. “Tiffany interjected ‘So was it a friend or some threesome to entertain a guy?” “No nothing like that. Nothing that simple” she said.

The wine was flowing freely and both the women were enjoying the spicy edge the conversation was taking. They knew where this was going to lead but they each played their part in teasing the other into a heated environment.

“ So how” Tiffany asked. ‘Well” Denise said “It actually happened while I worked with Monique at the agency”. Tiffany was stunned. “Really?”. It had never occurred to the young girl that women would call agencies. ‘Yeah” Denise continued. “The whole Bi thing wasn’t as mainstream as it it now. It was not as accepted or as easy to find” she said. “Monique called me in one day and told me she had a woman looking for another woman and did I want the call.” She filled her glass one more time, emptying the bottle. “I needed the money and besides, I was curious”. :How was it Tiffany asked. “Well I wasn’t real sure what to do but I figured that if I did what was good for me, maybe I’d get through.” She looked into Tiffany blue eyes. “I was scared – no – I was anxious but excited. She was older but beautiful. I loved her undressing me and me doing the same to her. Her kisses were fantastic and I loved holding and kissing her breasts”. Tiffany nodded her understanding. “When it came time to go down on her I just dove in figuring I’d just do what I like. I loved it. I loved how her hips pressed up to my mouth. I loved seeing, feeling and listening to her orgasm. I loved it. That sort of surprised me but I had to admit it”. Denise scanned the girls face for reaction. “Yeah, my experience was with a friend but it was pretty much the same.” They both smiled knowingly.

“OK your turn” Denise said. “Ask away” the girl said. “ When did you become interested in dogs?” Tiffany told her a brief story about her teen experiences with her dog, wondering why Denise wanted to discuss the topic. Denise pressed the issue. “What’s it like?” she asked. Tiffany was shocked by the question. ‘Denise” she objected, feeling a bit embarrassed. But Tiffany started in, giving the woman every detail and telling her about the things she and Max had done, what it was like and her reactions to it. And she told her how much she she enjoyed it.

Denise listened as this beautiful young woman spoke with joy and enthusiasm about her sexual experiences with a dog. It all sounded too good. she thought. The woman looked at Tiffany and realized it was time. “When Tim called the first time we talked a long while. When he said he wanted a girl to have sex with his dog I nearly died.” She paused and looked closely at Tiffany’s face. “I wanted to take the call myself” she confessed. Tiffany was shocked. “Get out” she shouted. “When you told me it had always been a fantasy of yours. I was jealous. It was my big fantasy too. But I was too scared to act on it”. She said. “I’ve listened to you talk about it and could see how much you enjoyed it. I was proud of your courage for following through but I was jealous”. Denise’s demeanor softened. “ You’ve given me courage. Teach me. Please?” she said in a pleading voice. Tiffany was stunned.

Denise put her glass on the coffee table and came to sit with Tiffany in the over stuffed chair. She pressed her body close feeling the girls figure against her own. ‘I’ve had sex with a lot of women” Denise said. “But I’ve never made love with a woman”. Tiffany knew what she meant. “Me either” she responded. They duo fell into an embrace, pressing their bodies together, and their lips met in a slow and loving lock. They kissed, first slow and sensual then hard and passionate. This was what each had longed for – passion, lust, love and most of all a real connection – all the things women could share and understand. Their tongues coiled together. Their hands roamed freely over each others body. Perfect.

They rolled on to the floor and slowly, sensually began to undress each other. The air was electric. These women loved each other and they wanted to share all of that tonight. In an instant they were naked, bathed in the moonlight and the warm night air. They took their time deliciously letting their hands trace the lines and curves of each other. Their tongues played and then went to lick the nape of a neck or the hardening of a nipple. Breasts were being held and caressed, nipples sucked and pulled deliciously by teeth and fingers. They reveled in the soft sensuality of another woman’s body.

Denise eventually took the lead. She lay aside the girl with hjer hands running down between her legs. Tiffany was wet and wanting. Tiffany spread her legs open, inviting Denise’s tender touch. Denise kissed her as she inserted her fingers into the girl, feeling her respond to her touch. Denise slid a third finger into her. “Is that OK” she asked looking at Tiffany’s beautiful face responding in lust. “Oh god” she muttered. Denise took that as a yes. She ran her fingers in and out of the girl feeling her rising heat and wetness. She added another finger, now there was four, and Tiffany let out a groan of pleasure. “What are you doing” she cried in a heated voice. Denise smiled down at the girl and kissed her. “I’m going to fist you”. Tiffany had never had a girl, or anyone, do that but she was loving the idea. “Just relax” Denise told her. “ Open up and just give yourself to me”. She bent forward and kissed the girl. “God, I love you”. Tiffany melted and spread her self wide open. Denise folded her fingers together and slid her entire fist into the girl. Tiffany let out a loud moan. She was full. The fist felt like Max’s knot, the girl thought. But her arm was much fatter and harder than his dick. Denise turned her wrist in a circular motion and Tiffany let out another moan of pleasure. Denise could feel Tiffany’s hips start to push up towards her taking her fist and arm deep inside her. The movements got more heated and pronounced. Denise was thrusting her arm deep into the girl and she was swooning in delight. Her body shook in orgasm, her legs spreading wide and her knees drawing back to wards her shoulders. Denise continued relentlessly, hoping to drive the girl beyond the point of pleasure. She bent forward to suck her pink erect nipples and kiss her beautiful lips. Tiffany looked deep into the woman’s eyes, her orgasm building again. “I’m cumming. Oh God I’m cumming” she shouted. She stared deeply into Denise’s eyes. Denise looked lovingly at the wonderful girl cumming for her. Her pussy clamping and opening on her fist. It was the most intimate and hot moment either had ever had. They fell into each others eyes – each others souls – each others hearts.

Denise withdrew her arm from Tiffany, watching the girl as she felt the giant fist escape. Tiffany collapsed in delight. She couldn’t help but think that being fisted by Denise felt a bit like being knotted by Max. They were both great. The two cuddled face to face and swapped kisses and caresses. Denise held her body close as Tiffany came back to earth. Soon they were laughing and smiling. Tiffany suddenly sat up and said” my turn” and started kissing her way down towards Denise’s breasts. Denise was long and lean with perfect breasts and nipples that became erect at the slightest provocation. She tugged them slowly into her mouth and Denise gasped. It had been a long time since she had felt the touch of a woman. She liked it. Tiffany ran her hands and lips over the woman’s body, touching every square inch. She got an inspiration. “Roll over” she whispered. Denise was in no condition to say no.

Tiffany kissed the woman’s neck from behind. And she continued to kiss along her sides and across her back. She was going to spread little kisses on every inch of her back, her butt and her legs. Denise instantly knew what was coming and groaned her appreciation. h God you’re going to spoil me”. ”That’s the idea” Tiffany whispered. They went on exploring ideas neither had ever experienced.
Tiffany reached the woman’s legs and licked then gently. “Roll over” she said and Denise obeyed again, giving herself completely to the will of this girl. She was ready to do anything Tiffany wanted.

Tiffany slipped between her legs, her tongue seeking out the woman s clit. Denise looked down to see this beautiful girl lapping at her, bringing her to near climax. It was the sexiest thing she had seen – so far. Tiffany loved feeling her hips rise to meet her hot tongue.. Their eyes met as Denise exploded. “Oh god I love you so much” she cried and threw her head back in ecstasy. . Tiffany couldn’t have been happier. She continued her attention to Denise’s clit making the woman squirm and moan in pleasure.

The pair were lost in the lust and heat and love of the moment. Tiffany continued to lick Denise hoping to drive her to another orgasm but she suddenly felt a presence behind her. Max had caught the scent of this new woman and came to see what these two were doing together. Max pressed his nose in next to Tiffanys and she pulled her face back a bit and kissed Max on the nose. ‘You want to help? She asked playfully. Denise looked down to see Tiffany and this big dog talking about taking turns licking her. Her heart pounded. This was her fantasy come true. She was actually going to have sex with this dog.

Tiffany abandoned her position between Denise’s legs and crawled up to sit behind her. Denise sat forward a bit to let the girl get in behind and then laid back resting her torso on Tiffany’s chest and lap. For his part, Max laid flat between this new woman’s legs and moved himself forward to get closer to her delicious scent. His tongue flashed out and slid across the length of Denise’s wanting vagina, flicking deliciously at her swelling clit. The touch of his tongue shot like electricity through the woman’s body and she gasped in delight,.

Max was relentless. He had found what he wanted and was happily licking the wetness of Denise. His tongue would slid into her one moment and then all along the outside of her the next. He would hit the woman’s clit with long wet strokes and she would gasp in response. It became positive reinforcement for the dog and he focused in on that spot. It didn’t take long for her orgasm to build. It exploded quickly, shaking her body violently. “Oh God. I’m cumming. I’m cumming” she shouted in stunned disbelief as she watched this dog lick her to climax. Tiffany kneaded Denise’s breasts and gave her sensitive nipples a pinch. It made the orgasm even more intense. Denise’s eyes slammed shut and she threw her head back on to the girls shoulders. He body stiffened and shook uncontrollably as she moaned her release.

Meanwhile, Max continued his oral service and why not. He was enjoying his new playmate. Denise slipped from one orgasm to the feelings of another one building. “See, I told you he was good” Tiffany said. Denise could only moan in agreement. “Oh my God. Oh, my God” she mumbled lost in the idea that a dog was driving her to exquisite sexual heights. Her body was on fire, responding to the sexual advancements of a dog. The thought made her crazy with lust.

Tiffany could feel Denise’s body begin to stiffen again, her hips pressing closer to Max’s delicious tongue. Max had other ideas and lifted his head, ending the tongue lashing that had Denise moaning wildly. “No. No. What is he doing? She said. She was approaching another enormous explosion and didn’t want him to stop. “What’s he doing?” Max started to wrap his legs around Denise’s and maneuver her body to a new position. “ He wants you to turn over – on your knees” the girl said. “He wants to fuck you”. The idea was so hot that Denise groaned in submission and gratefully rolled over. She felt sexy and slutty kneeling there, offering herself to a dog and waiting to feel his response.

“Remember what I told you” Tiffany said. “Don’t lean forward. Keep your knees under you and don’t pull away.” Her words barely made it through the fog of shear lust the enveloped the dark haired beauty. “ You’ve had dreams of letting a big dog take you and ravage you. Here’s your time. Surrender to it and enjoy it”. Max sniffed around behind the woman and gently licked at her wetness. It was nice but Denise wanted much more. “Oh please. Please.” she sobbed as she moved her hips back to reach for the dog. She was pleading with the dog to fuck her. She was ready. So was Max.

Suddenly. Max lept up on to the woman’s back. She was surrounded by his wonderful soft fur. Their bodies matched perfectly, she hips at exactly the right height for him as he thrust forward, looking for entry. In a moment, his big dick slid into the woman taking her breath away. Max tightened his grip around her waist and he started pounding into her with powerful thrusts. Denise tried to brace herself against the onslaught. She could feel Max’s knot growing quickly, filling her like never before. It stretched her wide creating a delicious pressure inside her wanting pussy, rubbing against her sensitive g-spot. With each thrust Max drove himself deeper, touching bottom only to pull back and slam it in again. Denise was in heaven, surrendering to the lust of this dog. “Oh my god. He’s huge!” she shouted. The dog dug into her waist even tighter and pressed the attack. Denise remembered what Tiffany had told her – just relax, open up and let him ravage you. It’s what you want”. She was exactly right and Denise gave herself willingly and completely to Max. She was his bitch and she was begging him to use her and fill her up. “Fuck me. Oh God fuck me.” she begged. Her orgasm exploded without warning. There was no build up to climax, she just exploded. It was so intense her first instinct was to tighten up against the powerful orgasm. But instead she relaxed into it, opening herself even more and surrendering control of her body. “Fuck me Max. Fuck me I love it. Oh god, I love it” she said in a voice that reflected her wonderment of discovery. All the years of suppressed fantasy melted away replaced by the power and heat of her desire. ‘I didn’t know. I didn’t know” she kept moaning As another orgasm crashed over her sending her screaming in delight.

Tiffany had stepped back a bit to watch. She had never seen or watched a woman with a dog. Not for real. So many of the videos seemed faked, the girls acting for the camera. But Denise was for real, totally lost in the moment. Tiffany loved watching and hearing her moans of passion. She thought that the two of them looked good together and smiled at the visual. “So that’s what I look like when I do it” she thought. Very sexy.

“He’s not stopping. He’s not stopping” Denise cried happily. “Nope” Tiffany said ‘He’ll keep going for 2 or 3 minutes”. How was Denise going to survive this. Each orgasm was more powerful that the last. She came with such intensity that she thought she was going to black out. There was no delicious feeling of building to an orgasm. There was no feelings of having to work towards release. Her limp body was taking all the powerful thrusts of this dog and exploding, one after another without warning. She was a quivering, moaning mess and she loved it. Nothing had ever been like this.

Finally Max slowed his pounding to a stop and stood quietly in his mount. “I love this part” Tiffany told Denise. “Now he’s going to fill you up”. The girl wasn’t kidding. Denise could feel his throbbing cock start to cum deep inside her. It was warn and there was a lot of it. She gave out a small gasp with each warm shot that filled her body. She loved the feeling that she was letting a dogs cock cum inside of her. She wanted it all. “You can rock your hips back at him or play with your clit if you want. I usually get off that way” the girl exclaimed. Denise just shook her head. She couldn’t take it anymore. She was happy just feeling that big dick inside her and taking all his cum.

Tiffany suddenly had an idea. She crawled close to the duo and slid underneath Denise as if they were doing a 69. She propped herself up on her elbows and found her mouth directly under Denise, right where she and Max were joined. He was filling the girl to overflowing and a stream of juice, a mixture of his and Denise’s was running out of the woman. Tiffany smiled and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue to lick Denise’s clit. Denise groaned in delight. Long streams of cum slid down her tongue as she licked at Denise’s pussy and Max’s shaft. She happily swallowed the never ending flow. Denise let out one last intense groan and came again. Tiffany finished cleaning up the two and placed a gentle kiss on Denise’s battered clit and then did the same to Max’s beautiful balls.

Eventually Max withdrew and lay down next to Tim’s chair, his head turned to lick himself clean. Denise looked up through her dazed eyes to see his dick for the first time. Good lord how did she take all that, she wondered. No matter, she loved it. She watched as Tiffany crawled to Max’s side. “Hey, that’s my job” she said playfully and lowered her head to take him into her mouth. Denise was shocked but turned on by the vision. She collapsed to the carpet totally spent and feeling more satisfied than she ever had. Tiffany came to lay next to her and the two pressed their bodies together and drifted off to sleep.

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