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I heard Sally tell Peter what I just said and he said to calm me down. Sally then said "Oh dear, are you sure, after all I know from what I have heard Phil say to Peter that he loves you so much, I am sure that if he is doing something like that there has to be a good reason, don't you. I mean I am sure he is not cheating on you. He loves you I am sure of that." I was smiling now, I had her worried, the little cunt that has been fucking my husband was worried. I said "if he is out fucking some bitch, I am going to kill her, his fucking dick is mine, you know what I mean don't you Sally?" she said, "maybe if it just sex and not love you could forgive him couldn't you Linda?" I said, "sex and not love, how can it be sex and not love, no one has sex just for sex, they love a person and then they have sex." Sally responded, "Oh my dear, do you think that men have sex because they love a person?" I said "Of course." Sally said "I don't think so, I love sex for the feeling and I can have it with out the ties of love can't you?" I laid there waiting for her to figure out how she was going to justify to me that her fucking my husband was justifiable. I said "Oh Sally, you know how sick those men are, they want to stick it in, empty their seed and go to sleep. Only a women in love could put up with that crap." Look at Peter, I would bet that he is like my Phil, wham bam then time to sleep. Am I right?"
Sally said "Oh no, not at all. I love sex with him, he is so big, so good, he is considerate, caring, he makes me climax again and again. Sex is wonderful with us. Doesn't Phil make you climax Linda?" I knew that I had the conversation right where Sally wanted it to be, talking of sex and myself. I had to get her. I said Oh I can honestly say I have never had a climax having sex with Phil. In fact I almost feel sorry for his fucking girl friend, I bet she is a real dog, maybe the town whore, anyone that would fuck another woman's husband has got to be one sick bitch, a girl so fucking sick she would even fuck dogs on the street." I stopped and waiting for a response from her. I waited for a long time and finely I said, "Sally are you there dear?" She said "Oh I'm sorry, I was thinking of what you said" I went on "Yea, I bet his fucking girlfriend is one sick bitch that would most likely fuck her own father and brother. A real cunt if you know what I mean. I stopped and then said "Oh Sally I am so sorry, I should not be talking like this to you. After all you are my best friend, and you are over there having fun, I don't need to bend your ear like this. Maybe when you get back you can help me find this bitch and you and I can plan on catching them together to I can shoot them both. I am going to shoot his dick off, and I swear I am going to shoot her right in her nasty fucking pussy, how about it Sally, will you help me?"
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Sally almost choked as she talked she said "Linda, I am sure that Phil is not fucking around on you, wait a minute Peter is his best friend, let me ask him, does' Phil have a girl friend? I heard Peter answer her loud enough for me to hear. "No way, he would never take another woman to bed, not Phil, he loves Linda too much to hurt her like that. "See", she said "I am right, Phil is a very good man." I responded by saying "Yea, I bet his fucking girlfriend would think that too, Look Sally, I will finish up here and go feed that pot roast to Brut. I'll finish your tea and wash your jar out." Sally quickly said "oh no, forget about that, now that I think about it Brut needs to stay away from the fat, and that tea is most likely spoiled by now, forget it. Well see you tomorrow night. I am sorry I bothered you, now rest and remember that Phil loves you, he only loves you." I said Oh don't be Silly, a pot roast isn't going to hurt a nice big loving dog like Brut, I think he would love some nice fresh meat. After all I would be willing to bet that it has been a couple of days since old Brut has had any fresh meat, I think he would go wild over getting some good hot meat to lick and eat." Sally did not say anything. I said, "Sally, hello, are you there dear?" Sally said "yes, I am I was just thinking that Brut may not like that roast." I said "Oh Sally you know dogs, especially boy dogs, they love to get into some nice moist warm meat any time they can, don't worry dear I'll give him what he wants and needs, you guys have fun and don't worry about Brut. I think I know just what the doctor ordered. I think I have something over here in fact that he may love. From what I understand about dogs, that the more they get, the more they want, am I right Sally?"
Rita poured herself a glass of wine, put a CD on repeat play, lit the fire in the fireplace, threw some pillows on the floor and stretched out to relax. She didn't lay there long before Tiger walked in and gave her a wet kiss on the cheek.
Tiger was her dog. A two year old Labrador/Shepherd that she had raised from a puppy. She put her arm around him and scratched his ears.
"Tiger you silly dog. You're always here when I need you, aren't you."
Rita was having second thoughts about her decision not to go out bar hopping this evening with her girlfriend. As much as she loved sex, at twenty-five she was getting bored with the bar scene and the guys that she was meeting. If only she didn't enjoy her freedom and independence so much, she might consider settling in with one guy. That is, if she could find one guy that was worthwhile.
"Damn it Tiger, why isn't this like the fairy tales? I kiss you and you turn into prince charming."
Tiger sat down near her face and looked at her as if he was actually listening.
"Whadda ya think, Tiger? Is this bod good enough for prince charming?"
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Rita stretched her five-foot frame out and admired herself. Even though she was lying on her back, her tits formed excellent mounds on her chest. Her nipples formed distinct bumps showing through the silk pajama top. She ran a hand over her taut stomach muscles then slipped her hand down to the closely trimmed pubic hair. She could feel it through the material. She raised a leg and flexed her muscle. Many years of dance class had assured that her legs were shapely and trim.
She filled her glass again and drank the wine deliberately. She had a warm buzz from the drinks. She dropped her hand to her crotch and lay back thinking lascivious thoughts. Rita was a woman who was always horny, she didn't need the wine to prompt her to begin masturbating but it helped. Her nipples hardened as her finger rubbed softly against her clit. She began slowly pinching a hard nipple with one hand while she massaged her button. She wasn't about to get herself off, just in the mood to feel good.
She stopped when she heard a thump thump noise next to her. She turned her head and saw Tiger busily scratching himself. He was sitting facing her, one hind leg splayed out at an angle while the other was busy scratching at his chest.
"Oh shit Tiger, not fleas again. I just got rid of the last batch."
As she watched, she saw the red tip emerge from the dogs prick sheath. For some reason this caught her interest. As the dog scratched rapidly the emerging cock hypnotized her. She watched the large fuzzy sheath slap from side to side as the dog scratched. She watched his big balls bounce up and down.
"Tiger, you're just like a guy. You see me masturbating and start jacking yourself off," she laughed as she resumed fingering herself. The emerging red cock still held her attention and her pussy was beginning to get very wet.
The red cock was about half way out of the sheath and Rita could see the large knot outlined in the sheath. She remembered someone telling her about dog cocks and the wonderful knot. She had just never taken it seriously before but now she was very interested. She contemplated the cock. It didn't have a flaring head the way a guy's cock does; rather it sort of came to a point. It looked shiny; probably all slick and ready to slip right into a waiting cunt she thought.
Rita was overcome with an urge to feel the cock. She rolled over and delicately touched the scarlet shaft that was half way out. It was very hard and very warm. Not quite as slippery as it appeared. She moved her hand down onto the sheath of furry skin that encased the remainder of the shaft and the knot. She wanted to feel the knot. Tiger's skin was soft, covered in silky fur. She lightly touched the hard knot, unsure of what Tiger's reaction might be. His scratching slowed and she began to gently squeeze the bulge. It wasn't soft like the balls of the men she had fucked; it was very firm and solid feeling.