I Miss that Dog

I was fourteen. I was already exploring anything sexual. I had lost my virginity to my current boyfriend. My boyfriend and his family were going on vacation. I wanted to go, but sadly my parents nor his would allow me to go. I was upset. As a compromise, they had agreed I could house sit and make a little money on the side. For two weeks I would be on my own with the occasional visit and call from mom and dad. I missed my boyfriend, but this was a way of feeling close to him I suppose. Besides, it was only two weeks, right?

They left and the very next morning dad delivered me to their family house. There were a couple of pets to look after, but besides that, it would mostly be me sunbathing and lying by the pool. I was thin, with budding breasts, blue eyes, dark black hair that came down mid back, and freckles across the bridge of my nose. I fed the parrot, a sickly looking thing that looked like death was at its doorstep, I fed the cat, and last the big lug of a golden retriever named Barney. I fed him and played tug of war with a rope toy he had and let him out to do his business. I let him back in and dressed to lie out beside the pool.

I got up after some time and went back inside to cool off some. As soon as I was inside, something cold brushed my buttocks. I turned and shrieked swiping at Barney’s nose. He recoiled and he looked hurt, his eyes were full of emotion. I held out my hand and apologized and he dipped his head right between my thighs, his long raspy tongue licking the fabric of my bikini bottom. Instantly, my legs went rubbery.