THE JOB 3 – The info session.

My first visit to my employers was a test for both sides.

I probably passed mine, but Oriana and Simon also did their job more than well.

The dog was, of course, very close to the limit, but now they knew that I could adapt. I was still wondering whether anyone had been in the house. The timing of the mutt was far too perfect to be a coincidence. Sooner or later, I would find out.

Did I like being licked by the dog? Hard to judge considering the state I was in.

I was surprised in a weak moment.

I was so excited that every touch had gone through all my senses, and if I had been naked, I would have let Runo lick me until I screamed.

But I wasn’t naked. I didn’t come either.



My employers must have seen my arousal, and it turned them on so much that they came themselves within minutes, but they couldn’t possibly know how hot I was.

They surprised me, and my body reacted.

Letting a dog satisfy me was not one of my priorities.

If I was going to come moaning with pleasure under a tongue, then I gave priority to Oriana and Simon.

In that exact order.

The dog could go to the back of the queue.

I already had an idea of how I wanted to do it.

I put on the same clothes that I wore on my first visit. Only my panties were more suitable for the visit than the first time.

I rarely wear perfume, but when I do, it’s always a delicate citrus scent.

However, I also have something stronger that I only use very sparingly by spraying it into the air and walking through the cloud.

It smells nice directly on my skin, but too intense for my taste.

Today I sprayed it on my panties before I put my jeans on.

If the wild-licking dog was also planned for today, I would stop it.

If my employers noticed my perfume at all, it would be a hint of a delicate floral scent.

For the dog’s nose, on the other hand, it would be an invasion of a strong chemical stench that the animal definitely couldn’t stand in the long term.

Enough licking, my dear Runo.

Lick your balls and stay away from me.

For now.

“What would you never do?” Simon asked me right at the start of my visit.

The greeting at the door was similar to the last time; only the mutt kept his distance from my step as I had hoped.

“I don’t know,” I replied because I thought the question was too general.

When Simon just looked at me in silence, I decided not to be intimidated.

I would have told an acquaintance long ago that his question was idiotic, but Oriana and Simon seemed to feel like my employers, so I took it as a question from my boss.

“If your question is about my worldview, we don’t have enough time for an honest answer.