Animal Instincts

Katherine checked the rearview mirror for a traffic cop as she sped up to beat the red light. Running late, as usual, with a showing 15 minutes and 5 miles away. At the edge of town she pushed the speedometer to 65 and crossed her fingers.
The man had called less than an hour ago and asked to see the large farmhouse listing. Normally Katherine would have had to schedule him a showing for the next day, but the owners were gone for a few days, with just a neighbor coming in feed the dog.
Pulling into the lane, Katherine was relieved that she had beaten her client there. Moses, the family’s farm dog, came trotting out from the side of the house when he heard her car. The largest canine Katherine had ever seen, the big friendly dog regularly tagged along as she escorted buyers through the barns. Katherine barely had time to greet the shaggy monster when she heard a car coming down the lane.
Short and sweet. The buyers weren’t interested, and were soon on their way, leaving Katherine to go through the house turning off lights and checking that doors were locked. It was late, nearly dark, and Katherine was tired. Having no place else she had to be, she found herself moving slowly through the house and pausing to look out the window. Moses was sitting waiting for her, anxious for some company with his family away. Katherine had caught herself looking at the beast the several times she had visited this house. She knew he was a male only because the owners had told her. His long curly hair and big tail had obscurred any evidence of his sex. Katherine watched him wiggle in excitement when he saw her, and deciding she had lost her mind completely, she opened the door and invited him in.
For as long as Katherine could remember she had fantasized about dogs. She had always owned neutered male dogs herself, and had been almost frightened of what she would do if she had access to a “fully functional” dog. She had so far limited herself to stories on the Internet, downloaded movie clips, and bestiality chat rooms. Licking her lips nervously, Katherine moved aside as the big dog came bounding into the house.
Carefully making sure the door was not only locked but deadbolted, Katherine made her way into the family’s large downstairs bathroom. She sat on the edge of the whirlpool tub, and was nearly knocked into it as Moses put his paws up on the tub and began licking her face. Deciding the less time she had to think about what she was doing, the better, Katherine put one arm around the beast to steady them both, then allowed her other hand to slide down his massive chest to his stomach. Reaching further, Katherine gasped aloud when her hand reached Moses’ furry sheath. Unsure what to do, she gently squeezed on it for a moment, noticing that Moses had become perfectly still.