My Ex-wife and my dog 2

After that really surprising and very horny night when Irene let my dog Barny fuck her, she never spoke about it and I thought it must be all over because she made sure Barny was always shut in downstairs when we went to bed. I figured she must have been pretty ashamed of what we’d done so I never mentioned it either.

I moved house a couple of weeks after the event and although it was near, I saw less of Irene untill it dried up altogether. I didnt mind, after all she was my EX wife! I started looking around for my next girlfriend and had a couple of easy lays but nothing to excite me much. Irene rang me out of the blue. “Hello its me. I really miss fucking you and keep getting as horny as hell thinking about you. I dont want to get back together with you or anything but if you havent got anybody yet how about we meet just for sex maybe a few times a week?”
“Fucking hell Irene thats a bit of a surprise. I hadn’t expected to ever hear from you again. Why dont you get a guy from your village if you just want to get laid?”
” Because I can be a slut with you and you dont want anything else. If I start a propper relationship with someone its all different expectations and stuff and it takes a long time to really get dirty”, she whined.
” So you need to get dirty sex do you?” I grinned at the mouthpiece.
“Look, do you want to give it a try? I’m not going to beg” she said abruptly.
“Sounds like a good idea to me” I said referring to the begging.
“OK. come and pick me up tomorrow at about seven and I can stay overnight. I’ll buy you lunch on Saturday and see where we want to go from there. Oh, Have you still got Barny?”. I said I had and she immediately hung up the phone. Very interesting I thought but I wasn’t about to pass up an opportunity of a sex session with her because it was always good and both of us had learned to be completely abandoned to our enjoyment. She was in short, a great lay!

I picked her up at her house on the dot of seven oclock and didnt even need to get out of the car. She just came running out and got in. “Quick, drive off “,she said ” I don’t want all the neighbours to know what we’re doing”.
The drive to my house only took about ten minutes and with very little conversation but she did put her hand on my inner thigh and started running a finger up and down the front of my jeans and traced the length of my prick which of course rapidly grew and made driving a bit uncomfortable. She just grinned at me and said “I’m ready if you are.”
I pulled up at the house and let her in through the front door.