Our neighbours and their dog.

Christine and I (Marvin) had been married for three years. I was 23 and she was 22. We lived with my parents and finally bought a house in the same town. We were really happy to be out on our own and celebrated by having sex in every room. Nothing wild and weird, just straight sex. We soon realised that most of the people in our street had been there for decades. It was like an old people’s home only separate houses. But one day we went for a walk and saw a couple roughly our age living two doors down. We said hello as we walked passed. Over the next few weeks we saw them several times, either in their front yard and when we were shopping. They seemed very friendly so Christine invited them for coffee one Sunday. That coffee led to them being invited to dinner.

Andy and Lisa had visited twice but made no attempt to return the invitation. I thought that was a bit rude but didn’t say anything. Then one Saturday we met them in the shopping centre. Lisa suggested Christine should come a visit as Andy was going to the football game and I should join him. I wasn’t really into footy but I said ok. I thought Chris would like some socialising. After the game Andy and I went to the pub and I got a bit uncomfortable as he began to offer to buy the drinks and he patted my thigh. He did it three or four times and I wondered about him. We went back to their home and Chris said goodbye and we walked home.

I asked Chris did she have a good time. The sort of thing you ask. She was unusually quiet and didn’t say much. I thought maybe things didn’t go ok. Later that night I finally asked her what was wrong. Hesitant at first she then told me that Andy and Lisa had this large dog, Rover, and he had tried several times to push his nose under her skirt. She would push him away and Lisa would just smile and say not to worry. But Chris said she was worried. He seemed quite aggressive. I then mentioned how Andy keep patting my thigh. She just laughed “perhaps he fancies you” she said. “Oh God I hope not” I said and I laughed as well.

The following weekend Chris told me Lisa had invited us for dinner that night. “About time” I said. Chris immediately started planning what to wear. I just thought jeans and a shirt but she said she wanted to dress up as we almost never went out. I left her to choose. I imagined Andy and Lisa wouldn’t really care.