The full Monty

My sister, Angie, rang me and said she and her husband were going away for the weekend and could I come and stay in the house while they were away. There had been break-ins in the neighbourhood and they were worried. Also they needed someone to look after their dog, Monty. I was still living at home so I said yes. It was a chance to at least be on my own, if only for a weekend. I packed a few things and arrived at the house Friday evening. They were ready to leave so a few last minute instructions and they departed.

I had bought some take-away and sat down to eat. Monty was outside in the backyard. He was a handsome dog. I wasn’t even sure what breed he was. I just knew he was large and appeared friendly. As I finished my dinner there was a huge clap of thunder and Monty started howling. Obviously he was frightened. I didn’t blame him as it made me jump. I opened the back door and let him inside. I also brought his bed in of the rear deck and set it up in the corner of the lounge. Then I went and had a shower. The water felt so nice and the house was quiet. Very different with my parents back home with the TV turned up loud. I guess the atmosphere got to me and after my shower I lay on the bed and fingered myself to a delicious orgasm.

I decided to go and get a drink of water before turning in. Not bothering to put anything on I wandered through the house naked. I walked into the lounge on the way to the kitchen and Monty, who had been lying quietly, suddenly jumped up. “Hello boy” I said “sorry to wake you” and I went into the kitchen. I had my drink and was walking back to the bedroom when Monty came running up jumped and making strange noises. I patted him and he reared up and put his front paws on my chest. I got quite a shock. I pushed him away and he tried it again. This time he was more vigorous.

“Down Monty, you crazy dog” I said and again pushed him down.