Marjorie 3

Marjorie 3

This is a continuation of one story, you really will need to read this from the beginning.

I downed what was left of my coffee and while still naked I walked to the shower. I left little droplets of dog cum in the living room as I made my way to the master bath. The living room has the only hardwood floors in his house, at least for now anyway. I felt a whole lot more awake after my shower but oh my god what a feeling I still had from having my vagina stretched out like that, that big knotted dog cock had totally filled me. I wandered naked back to the kitchen and looked down on the floor where it had happened. There were still two puddles, one of my drool and Bobs sperm and another one of puddled up dog sperm. Plus a little trail of it where it had still been leaking out of my pussy after I had stood up. I just couldn’t clean it now, my husband wasn’t home till tomorrow and I wanted to look at this for a while before destroying the evidence.

I was pulled out of my revere by a knock at the door. I grabbed my robe, but I only carried it with me to the door. A look through the peep hole showed it was Bob, with a worried look on his face and a cell phone in his hand. I threw my robe on the chair and opened the door naked. Bob was narrating as he walked, saying “I’m walking in now, she’s uh, still naked” with a look that totally belied his tough guy act with me, he handed his phone to me so that I could talk to his wife.

Her voice sounded pissed. She asked if I was the woman that lived next door. I said yes. She said “I am at work now so I can’t ask the questions that I want, so I want you to tell me everything so that I don’t have to ask them” I was busted, I knew that much, I had to hope that if I was truthful with her then maybe I could still salvage my marriage. I told her everything, yes I was standing there naked, my husbands E.D. I wanted to write a dirty dog story, I watched her and her husband, twice. Everything, oh and please could you not tell my husband.

She was quiet for a bit, then she said that she wanted me to come over, just as I was. To meet her and her husband properly. When could I do that? It was set up for tonight. Hopefully I could get this all straightened out before Paul gets home, but just to be sure I left Paul a note.