A Day In the Woods Chapt 3

Chapter 3
5:45 A.M. – my alarm went off. I reached over and slapped the button with a tired, heavy arm. I grabbed it and pulled it to my face hoping that I had set it wrong and I had at least 30 more minutes of sleep left. No such luck. I sat up, thinking about everything had happened the night before and everything I had been told. I got up and started to get ready for the day. I didn’t feel like running today but it would help clear my thoughts. I felt unusually good, albeit tired. Apparently being fucked so well suited me. My mind drifted as I got dressed. I heard a knock on my door, looked at the clock – 6:00 A.M. – Anne was prompt as usual. I hung up the phone and answered the door. Anne smiled, “You ready to go? You look tired.” I agreed I was but also agreed I was ready to go.

We headed downstairs and I agreed to drive. We made our way to the parking lot we always park in. On the way each of us told our tales of the week and how hellish work was. I did manage to leave out the details of the night before, even when Anne asked me how my date was. I looked at her with a questioning look. She said that’s what she assumed I was doing as I wasn’t home when she went to bed. I smiled and laughed it off. I told her I attended a seminar, or class or whatever it was supposed to be and then stayed as everyone asked questions as I had a few of my own. She started asking me more about it and I realized I should have kept my mouth shut. I told her it was informative and I learned a lot. The more she asked the more I got nervous. I couldn’t exactly tell her what I learned or knew. She wouldn’t believe it for one and would think I was crazy for the other.

Thankfully I turned into the parking lot. Typical as every other time we run – no one was there that early. Anne stopped asking me about my night as we got out and stretched before our run. She also said she would like to see where I fell a couple of weeks earlier. I knew to keep my mouth shut this time and shrugged that one off as we jogged off across the street and up the path we run on.

The day was going much as any other day we jog. We don’t usually say a lot and just run, both of us escaping the week’s shit as we work up a decent sweat. I was just a little behind Anne and watched as I had become accustomed to her body bouncing to the pace of our running. Occasionally she would look over her shoulder at me and smile. I often wondered if she knew I was staring and what was going through her mind when she looked back at me. As we rounded the trail Anne stopped suddenly. I wasn’t expecting it and damn near plowed over her as I slid to a stop next to her. I could see the side of her face and knew she was frightened. She felt for me with her hand and then pointed. On the trail ahead in the distance was a large forbidding animal. Anne breathed heavily, “Is … is that a … wolf?” trying to catch her breathe as she stammered the words. I smiled slightly now recognizing Mike, “I … believe it … is.” winded as I answered. I told her we shouldn’t act afraid but should probably change directions to avoid the animal. I knew Anne would readily agree. I knew she had a fear of dogs. We turned and started jogging again.

I led the way down a path that was unfamiliar to us both – at least as far as Anne knew. As the path broke into a small clearing there was the large wolf again standing in the path in front of us. Much closer than before, he growled as we came to a stop. We both stood there frozen in our tracks as the wolf moved closer. I whispered to Anne to look. She turned her head to my direction and there were two more of them. I heard her say “fuck!” under her breath and asked me what we should do. I told her I didn’t know but also said we didn’t want to scare them or startle them or piss them off. “Scare them?!” Anne whispered back to me.

We backed up and as we did I felt the familiar feeling of a cold snout press against my ass. I stopped, “Shit!” I whispered and Anne turned around. There was this wolf with his snout in my ass and another right in front of her. It walked up cautiously and sniffed at her crotch and Anne looked at me for insight on what she should do. I told her to not move and don’t show any fear. I knew she was scared and so did everyone else there. I also knew it was Jean sniffing her sweaty crotch and it was Susan that her head between my legs. Before Anne knew what was happening an entire pack of wolves had us surrounded. Two others circled her as Jean continued sniffing and licking at her sweats. Paul had moved over to me and circled his bitch.

I watched as Jake and Tommy lunged at Anne. They took hold of her sweat jacket and ripped it from her just as fast. She looked back at me; Paul and Susan were apparently doing the same to me. Before she could see me volunteering to get undressed, Jean took hold of her sweats and in trying to pull them off, pulled Anne to the ground.