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CHAPTER 56: ANNE AND BETTY – ATTORNEYS AT LAW

When I return home from the cruise, I am surprised by the changes already underway on the property. The concept we had briefly discussed before I left sounded nice, but I had to admit the actual was looking even better. Now that Helen had this fancy horse and the two quarter horses from Stella, it was expected that she would want to use the back property for her own horses. I probably also shouldn’t have been surprised that she could get men to move quickly once the idea got started. She seemed to have that kind of effect with men …

She had a fence in from one side of the property to the other cutting off the back twenty-five acres for the horses. The fence that was added was a wooden split rail fence that looked very nice. On the side closest to Harry and Juli’s was a gate wide enough for a pickup, tractor, or horse trailer. On both sides was an opening I couldn’t figure out until Helen showed me. Horses apparently have a difficult time with tight spaces and turns. Because our normal running route takes us around the entire property, she had installed an opening on each side that was wide enough for us to get through and requiring a sharp angle towards the outside. We would have to slow down at these spots but we could keep moving and the horses wouldn’t be able to navigate them. The gate would be used for taking the horses in and out and for taking in hay and supplies. In the back of the property and to the side near the trees I saw a building being built that would be large enough for the three horses and storage for saddles, blankets, reins and other necessary equipment.

The fence was already in and so were the horses. I was only gone for a week!

The first few days back, Helen was spending quite a bit of time with Stella. Helen indicated at dinner that the older woman was moving slow and seemed to be suffering from something but in typical Stella fashion was not going to complain or make a fuss. All we could recommend was to be the friend she already was and keep an eye on her. She knew who her doctor was, so if she felt it necessary, she could contact her, too. We all knew that the feisty Stella would object strenuously if anyone else tried to interfere.

The rest of the time, except for school and a couple hours a day in the Kennel office and computer, she was with Dr. Anna. Suddenly, it seemed her work got busy. Or so it seemed given the amount of travel that was happening suddenly. Again, at dinner, Helen posed a question to us that made us all stop and consider our girl all over, again. It is amazing some of the conversation we get into as we sit at the dinner table like any other family, I suppose. The difference, of course, is that most families aren’t sitting at the table with all the women wearing next to nothing as they have these discussions about their day and life events.

“Despite the fact that Dr. Anna has been very busy lately, it seems we are spending a lot of the time in her truck moving from her office to the ranches. And, it doesn’t seem when I look at the appointment calendar that it is that busy. Do you think the location of her office could be creating an inefficiency in time use that just makes everything a time crunch?”

Tim looked at her as he thought and sipped his wine. He knew nothing about the veterinary field or any kind of medicine or patient calling and it felt awkward to him to be making any comment on how another professional handled her business. But, he was a successful business manager who prided himself on the application of efficiency and Lean management techniques and their effective application in nearly any business venture.

“She’s still up in the city?”

“Yes, it’s a place just big enough to handle large a****ls but not at all convenient. It just seems like we spend more time traveling from her location out here than being with the clients.”

“Well, she’s the boss, Helen. But, it does seem very inefficient to me, too. It would seem that it would be better for her to be out in this area, but it’s not like there are a lot of buildings available to setup shop in.”

She let it drop. She certainly had enough other things in her life to occupy her mind besides how her vet was running her business. Her time with Dr. Anna eased up in a few days and everything again seemed back to normal. At least, as normal as things are with us. Helen was back to riding her Eclipse nearly every day and I also learned that Harry had the men install a gate into his property to give her ready access to his range land for riding on, also. Yes, this girl managed to get people to do things for her, but it was all reciprocal because of all she did for them.

In addition to the work she did in the kennel office with nearly all the computer input and schedule management, when she had the time, she also started taking a rotation in the physical training of our ‘special’ dogs depending their training needs. We currently had three dogs in the kennel for training in mating and general control commands. With her other activities, she didn’t have the same flexibility as Mom and I did, but she was eager to assist when she could. New dogs to mating were different from our well-trained partners and that difference is sometimes an enjoyable twist. It is more clumsy and erratic at first but the energy they sometimes put into it due to the newest of the experience can be thrilling. She’s become as much of a dog-slut as Mom and me.

And during all this, she had several contacts with Anne and Betty, the young attorneys handling the daily legal issues of Helen’s affairs with the Colondaro Outfitters. That was still so new to all of us but there seemed to be little issues that arose with such a new relationship, especially with new publication of catalogs, brochures, sales flyers, and websites. They also raised a flag regarding the amount of money coming in from the initial modelling/photo-shoot and royalties from use of those photos. This caused Tim to coordinate a joint meeting of our financial advisor with Anne and Betty and us. This was all fairly overwhelming to Helen and, frankly, to me as well. Our little girl who came to us penniless and virtually the clothes on her back was becoming financially independent by accidental exposure to people. That has to be an indication of a truly good person to have such impact on others only because of how she responds to them.

In fact, it was shortly after Tim arrived home one night that Helen’s Samsung sounded. We had all just greeted him on his arrival, each of us getting meaningful kisses and strokes over our nearly naked bodies and walking him to the family room which had become a custom prior to dinner in the dining room. Since we had no pockets in our sheer negligees for phones, all of our phones were on the kitchen table when Helen’s odd ring-tone sounded. That was unusual since most of her calls were from us when she was away from the house or from Stella or Juli, but she had special ring-tones for them. This was the default ring-tone so it was not a common caller she would have customized.

Tim indicated she should probably at least check it so she jumped up and half ran in her high heels. That alone could have been Tim’s motivation to see her tight body and breasts jiggle as she tried to get to the phone before it stopped ringing.

“Hello?” Of course, we only heard one side of the conversation.

“Oh, Anne, hi! It’s been, what, all of three days since we talked?”

“Meet? Sure, what’s up? What did you have in mind?”

“I know, I hear that from Tim, too. ‘One question at a time’.”

“I see, okay. Well, Thursday afternoon would be good for me … wait, even better … would you and Betty like to come out here Saturday? We could go riding.”

“Yeah, I have three horses here.”

“Great. Boots would be good. I have access to the ranch surrounding us so we can ride for as long as we want without crossing roads or fences.”

We were all looking at her as she re-entered the room. “I think they just wanted to get together. Apparently, Colondaro wants to use some of the photos on some websites that are linked to them.”

Mom informed us we could continue this at the table before the dinner cooled too much. Tim hooked her arm and walked her to the dining room as Mom and I took the main courses from the oven where it was staying warm. “If you’d like, we could talk to them before you go riding. Then you can just enjoy the ride.”

As we brought the serving dishes in, Helen was stretched up to kiss my husband on the lips, pressing her breasts into him. I overheard, “Thank you. In case I haven’t told you lately how much I appreciate everything you do for me.”

He patted her butt, “Yes, dear, I think you might have mentioned that about a million times.” We all smiled at her. It was nearly true. After the life she grew up with, she took nothing for granted, especially not the people who loved her. And, she has accumulated a lot of them.

When the women arrived on Saturday at nearly noon, we had been through our morning routine, which didn’t change much because it was the weekend, except that we weren’t up as early since Tim was not going to the office. As typical, we had spent the time naked, enjoying time with our man, then our run around the property. It didn’t take us long to get used to the little jog in our route to navigate the openings on each side of the property. The dogs were excellent around the horses and the horses just as quickly got used to the presence of the dogs, even when they were chasing something or each other around the fenced-in pasture.

This morning, like most, found us in the far back with our dogs, being mated for the first time of the day by b**st or man. The first time one of the horses wandered even remotely close to us while we mated our dogs was a little disconcerting, but we gained confidence that they knew where we were and stayed at a safe distance while we were preoccupied.

As we were just arriving onto the patio back at the house, Tim was coming out to inform us of our thirty minute warning to the arrival of the women. That gave us time to quickly shower and put on shorts and tee-shirts (no bras, of course) for Mom and me; Helen came out geared up for riding in tee-shirt (and a bra, I noticed), jeans, and cowboy boots. Not minutes later, we saw the dogs running around the side of the house. How those three could hear a car pull into the drive while we couldn’t from the patio, we still couldn’t understand. Helen proceeded through the house to greet them and bring them back where we had iced tea ready.

The two women were greeted by warm hugs from us all, even Tim. They seemed comfortable in the exchanges. They had long since learned to expect that kind of familiarity from us. When we liked someone, it quickly turned to the personal and then some contact just became inevitable.

The women arrived in jeans, tee-shirts, and cowboy boots. They both had cowboy hats, as well. If these three rode anywhere close to a well-travelled road, they might easily cause an accident. The other two were more endowed than our Helen and I would bet on their small bras doing much to restrain bouncing once on the horses.

They presented the request made by Colondaro Outfitters to include several photos of Helen in a few websites that linked to their website. Of particular interest was that the photos were of Helen in the partial nude. Mom brought out her laptop so we could look at the sites. One was the website for the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally and the others were of a couple women’s horse riding groups. That seemed interesting that the Sturgis site was listed. Everyone has heard about the wild scenes at the Sturgis rallies. It made me wonder if Jump Girl was destined to be making an appearance there this coming rally. But, the photos selected didn’t show Helen’s face and we agreed with her acceptance. She was shocked that that simple acceptance meant more royalties coming in. Lucky for us she was level headed about it all. She laughed and shrugged her shoulders, then said it was time for riding.

Helen led them out into the back to the new stable where the horses were corralled and waiting. Helen and Anne saddled the horses while Betty watched the process. Betty was a country girl in costume, only. Going to bars and clubs with Anne necessitated some of the clothes. But, she had no knowledge of saddling a horse and only a little experience on a horse.

Once the horses were saddled and ready, Helen led Eclipse and the others followed her through the gate toward the house. She helped Betty into the stirrup and Anne got herself up into the saddle. They were apparently going to the range land across the road. We waved to them as they walked the horses between the house and kennel building, Kaycee following Helen closely.

Helen took them around the house and down the drive to the dirt road, then down the road nearly to Juli’s and then she dismounted, again. This time to open the gate into the range land, letting the others pass and then closing it behind her.

When she caught up to them, again, “Okay, what’s up? That wasn’t much of a reason for a face-to-face meeting.”

They exchanged sideways looks and seemed a little embarrassed, perhaps for being obvious. “Helen, we wanted to see you, again. But, we wanted it away from the office.”

“You don’t have to make up a reason. I like you, two, also. I never suggested it myself because you guys … I don’t know … you seem more mature, worldly … I don’t know, you seem so professional compare to me. I thought you were just being professional with me.”

“At work, we are. But, we also like you. And, yes, we may be a little older and lawyers and all that, but don’t discount yourself, Helen. You may be worldlier than we are except for our professional lives. And, even then, we are junior attorneys in the firm. We don’t have a very long leash.” That made them giggle and she wondered what was going on with these two.

Helen figured it would come out of them in time so she was willing to let it come naturally. “Okay. Well, let’s parallel the road to the wash just ahead of us and head out beyond that.” Helen was ahead of them by a couple length and as she came to the entrance to Harry and Juli’s drive, she alone was coming out from behind a group of small trees.

“Hey there, k**do! Out for a ride with clothes on and a saddle? What’s up with that? … Oh, dear, I’m sorry!” Just then, the other two women rode out from behind the trees. Helen looked across the road and saw Juli at the mail box with her hand over her mouth. “I’m sorry, dear. I thought you were out by yourself, again. I should have thought about why you had clothes on.” She then clamped the other hand over the first. “I’ll just shut up, now!” She turned and walked quickly up the drive.

The other two were alongside Helen by now. “And what was that all about?”

“Yeah, you normally ride around here without any clothes on?”

“That’s right, like the pictures? You were so comfortable with those pictures because you are naked a lot. That’s it, isn’t it? You’re a nudist or something.”

Helen started riding again after looking again at Juli who had proceeded up the drive, onto the front porch, and into the house without turning back to look at Helen. Juli wasn’t sure if Helen was upset or not about her comments, but she would prefer dealing with Helen later without the others present.

Helen just shook her head but couldn’t help chuckling at the same time. Given the way they lived, how could she be surprised when these things happened? They were probably just fortunate they didn’t happen more often.

“Helen, don’t we get an answer?”

She shifted in her saddle and turned to look at the two trailing women, “Keep up, we can talk and ride at the same time at a walk.”

They trotted up to her and then slowed to match the walking pace, “Well? Enquiring minds want to know …”

Each woman had ridden up alongside her on opposite sides. She looked at each one, “First, before I spill all my secrets, tell me honestly without games why you wanted to come out here.”

Now it was the two women who were sharing looks and Helen saw the nods going between them. And it was Betty who started sharing, “Okay, that’s fair. We wanted to take a chance ourselves. We agreed that we like you a lot and we wanted to reach out to you, but we tend to be reluctant to open up without knowing who we are approaching.”

“You’re lesbian, aren’t you?” It almost wasn’t a question that Helen posed back to them.

“How did you …”

“It just came to me … all the ‘we’ comments instead of ‘I’ or ‘me’. Go on, you’re careful about who you approach …”

“Right, so we used our resources at the firm to check on some … inconsistencies. Nobody else picked up on it and the firm would be protected regardless, but for us it would be personal and we wanted to understand.”

“Inconsistencies … like what? What were you looking for?”

Anne took over, sensing some stress in Helen, “You’re kind of right, we are lesbian or something. Well, at least right now we are comfortable with being bi-sexual and our only relationship being with each other. We feel that labels tend to restrict a person so we like to avoid them. It isn’t so much that we don’t like men as much as that right now we prefer each other. I’m rambling.”

Betty picked it up, again. “For one thing, it was your name. You, your mom, and your sister all have the same last name. That would be fine, except that your sister, Michele, is married to Tim and he has the same last name. Very odd, wouldn’t you say? So we checked. We found that your last name was Stinson until recently when Barb adopted you, even though you were an adult. But, that didn’t explain Barb, your mom, so we went back to Tim and Michele. We found their marriage license and found her maiden name was Donohue, found her birth certificate, which gave us Barb and Jack Donohue, which led us to their divorce case. Then it got interesting. We found the change in her name to Hawkins, but we wondered why. We opened the search up and found an interesting marriage certificate in a small Caribbean island that had the names of Tim, Michele, and Barb. That certainly wasn’t legal here in the States, but it now explained the name change.”

Anne was watching Helen intently during a short lull in the talking. Then she picked it up, “During our search we found something else just as interesting and it led us to be intrigued about you even more. We stumbled onto the license for the kennel in Michele and Barb’s names. That was fine, but we found absolutely no listings for the kennel. Not anywhere, which is unusual for any business. At least it should be listed in a directory. I mean, how else would someone needing a kennel for their dog even find it?”

Now they were tag-teaming and Betty was back in, “Unless, it wasn’t that kind of kennel. So, maybe the kennel is for a select clientele, referrals only, perhaps.”

Helen looked at them, unsure of what she should say or do, “And, what did you find?”

Anne was smiling now, “A blog … a very interesting blog that all three of you post to, answering questions, giving advice, offering encouragement.”

“Oh, boy … you found that, huh? I guess that’s why you giggled at the reference to being on a short leash.”

“We couldn’t control that.”

“So, who knows about this?”

“Honestly, Helen, this is just us. Nobody else will get it from us. But, we are very intrigued.”

“How intrigued?”

“Very intrigued. Is this your dog? How is it done? Do you do it with just your dog or the others? And, what about that nudity comment? What does Tim think about all this? And, you seem very familiar with that neighbor lady, how do you keep it from her?”

“Whoa, too many questions. First, nudity, yes. But we don’t think of ourselves as nudists. Being nude is just more convenient with the dogs and Tim.”

“So, it is true. Tim and all of you and the dogs … wow, it’s like a free-for-all.”

“Let me try to explain …” And, she did … at least try to explain the lifestyle. They found themselves at a large group of trees with some water. They stopped there, tied up the horses, and sat in the shade. They talked, asked questions, and talked some more.

Finally, they seemed to be done with the talking. It was quiet, they were comfortable in the shade, and they had finished the bottles of water Barb had insisted they bring along. Helen surveyed the two women closely, “You want to try it, don’t you? I can tell. The whole thing or just some?”

Betty seemed less sure of what they were getting into, but Anne was getting excited now that Helen seemed willing. “At least some, can we, maybe to see what it is all about?”

“Well, I don’t think you see what it is all about without doing it, but we can experiment, if you want.” Helen stood up and started pulling her tee-shirt over her head.
“Out here in the open?”

“Sure, as you’ve already heard, I am often out here naked. The worst that would happen is Harry might happen along. Harry is the owner of this ranch and belongs to Juli who you heard call out to me about being dressed. He knows all about this stuff.”

Anne shook her head but stood up, too, and preceded to pull off her tee-shirt, following Helen’s lead. Betty was slower to respond. Helen was sitting down working her boots off, her jeans already unsnapped. At the time Betty was standing up to undress, Helen and Anne were shimming out of their jeans, then removing bra and panties. Kaycee, of course was watching all this intently and with great personal interest. While they waited for Betty to catch up, Kaycee, in fact, came to Anne to lick her thigh. She flinched back and bumped into Helen.

Helen laughed and put her arm around the woman and moved her back to Kaycee, “That’s the way he is trained. Our dogs and the kennel dogs are trained to leave clothed women alone, but are free to approach and initiate contact with a naked woman. Now, if you are going have any kind of experience, you need to let him contact you.”

She allowed herself to be moved forward a couple steps to where Kaycee was in a ‘sit’ position after Anne’s reaction. He looked at Helen, she reached over, and patted Anne’s left thigh in front of him. He reached forward and sniffed her, then looked back at her. He wasn’t used to being rebuffed and was now tentative in his approach. Helen encouraged Anne to pet him in order to re-establish acceptance and comfort. If he could smile, he probably was, then. He licked her thigh, again, as she continued petting him. With renewed confidence in the situation, he sniffed at her, licking her front, her mound, and snaking his tongue between her legs. She gasped at the contact.

Helen, with her arms around Anne’s shoulders, “Open your legs, give him more access, he wants what he smells.”

In her peripheral vision, Helen saw that Betty was now also naked and approaching from the other side of her friend, her lover. She approached the other woman, the one who was always more adventurous, more curious, and more willing to experience life. “I can’t believe I am naked out here, but you’re actually doing it, Anne. You’ve actually got a dog licking you, licking your pussy. What’s it like? Really, like, I mean. Is it as good as Helen makes it out to be?”

Anne shuddered, already, and put her hand out to grab the arm of her lover. “Oh, yessssssss … oh … my … god, yesssssssss. Oh, Betty, you have to try this, let him show you!”

Helen moved around Anne to be next to Betty. “Open your legs, too. Let him show you, just once.” Helen reach around and gave Kaycee a small tug to get him to shift his attention and he found his mistress patting the thigh of the other woman. He didn’t check with anyone, just moved a step or two, and began licking at the new human pussy now presented to him. He was in familiar territory, again, willing human pussies rewarding his attention with secretions of their juice. He loved that nectar. His other females had provided him with the same thing with enthusiasm, especially his mistress. Now, his mistress was offering up to him these two new females and he knew exactly what to do with them.

“Oh my god! That … tongue … so raspy … and long … and insistent. Goddddddddd, yesssssssss … ohhhhhhh, yesssssssss!”

Helen smiled. Such a wicked, naughty, and taboo thing when considered in the sane, bright light of our consciousness suddenly becomes entirely desirable and pleasurable when the body takes over from the mind. And, in her experience, there is so little recrimination afterwards, at least by those who she and her sister and mother have brought into the experience. That is mostly, maybe entirely, because they don’t initiate, overtly encourage, or try to convince a woman to try. They, instead, rely on women coming to them with the interest, whether because they have been searching themselves or because they have heard of or become aware of that part of our lives. As in the case of these two women, they discovered in their research information that led to the discovery of the lifestyle and that discovery led them to their own development of curiosity leading to interest and, finally, desire to pursue. Helen was sure, now after seeing their initial encounter with Kaycee that they would continue with canines at some level even if with just occasional sessions of being licked. She smiled, again, at the thoughts that just went through her mind, because there was certainly nothing ‘just’ about a good dog licking your pussy.

Helen knew it was time to take them to the next level of canine experience, to fully experience what Kaycee’s tongue could do for them. She moved in front of Betty, stroked Kaycee, and gently pulled at his shoulders to separate him from the delightful nectar he was getting from this human’s pussy, too. Helen put him into a ‘sit’ and all three women couldn’t miss the fact that a good two inches of reddish cock was now protruding from his sheath. The two lawyers were mesmerized by the site and it was not unnoticed by Helen.

“You should see his cock when it is fully out.” They continued to look, each now had a hand at a breast and the other between their legs, softly kneading and stroking. All three of them naked … and Kaycee patiently waiting for what was to come. He could afford to be; he knew there was more yet to come, his mistress was ready, her scent was obvious to him. As were the other two females.

“It’s time, girls. Onto the ground, side-to-side and legs open. Touch each other while I move Kaycee from one to the other of you.”

Anne didn’t hesitate; she was ready as she had been for other new sexual experiences. Betty hesitated for only a moment, but she, too, quickly took her place on the ground alongside her friend and lover. She turned to Anne and smiled a tentative smile, then a broader one as she recognized the excitement radiating back to her. Then, her attention still on Anne, she gasped as Helen brought Kaycee to her pussy, first. The dog’s tongue swiped from the bottom to top of her pussy and ended with a flick over her clit. Not only wasn’t she ready for the contact, but the directness of the licks was an intensity she was unprepared for. She gasped out and her body went tense. The dog continued to lick, his raspy tongue quickly bringing her to higher stimulation as nearly each lick of his tongue also dragged over her clit.

Then, it was gone. One moment that wonderful tongue was dragging over her increasingly hungry pussy and the next moment it wasn’t. She waited, her eyes still closed, but it didn’t return, and she groaned out her frustration and disappointment. But then she heard the gasp next to her and her mind grasped what was happening. While her hand moved to her pussy to compensate for the loss of the dog’s attention, she turned her head and smiled, seeing Anne’s face lit up with the lust that she had a moment before felt herself.

Helen watched the women as she moved the dog from one to the other, each using their own fingers to maintain their increasingly intense stimulation. Each woman was now at the stage that their hips came off the ground at renewed contact by the dog’s tongue and she knew both were close enough to bring them to orgasm.

She moved Kaycee from Anne to Betty for what she thought would be the last time for Betty, but this time she took up a position in front of Anne. She watched as Kaycee moved into this woman’s pussy and smiled as her hips immediately rose off the ground at the first swipe of the tongue. But, while her attention seemed to be on what was happening to Betty, she slipped her a hand along the inside of Anne’s thigh until she made contact with her wet and open pussy. She intended to continue Anne’s stimulation, not to bring her to orgasm, but to keep her close until Kaycee’s next turn on her.

Betty was prepared for a lessening of stimulation as she had been conditioned by the past cycles, so she reacted sharply with a gasp and moan as Helen’s fingers found her engorged pussy lips and slid between them. Her head turned quickly from intending to watch Betty to the fingers currently sawing in and out of her. Her mouth fell open as her focus took in the finger not allowing the reduction in stimulation she had anticipated. Then, she looked up at Helen, her face a picture of lust.

“Helen … what …?”

Helen smiled at her, “Your lover is going to start cumming under that tongue at any moment, and I want you ready for him.” Helen looked at her and shared a wicked smile, “Then, my lover gets his.” Anne groaned at the meaning of her words.

After both women had blasted through their orgasms, Helen was already moving into position to bring relief to both Kaycee and herself. After assisting the two women in their first canine experience, she was very ready for the chance to mate and relieve the tension built up inside her. And that’s not to mention the needs built up in Kaycee. His cock was nearly fully out of his sheath from being given the human pussies to enjoy. Both of them had been patient in attending to the others, they needed their own time. And, even better than relief, it would be relief brought on by each other.

Without looking at either of the women, “You’ve now had a sampling of what sex with a dog can be like. Now, I’ll show you what full mating with him looks like.” She smiled as she presented herself to Kaycee, “We both need this very badly, right now.” In the next moment, the dog was on her back and thrusting into her. She gasped as his fully engorged cock penetrated her pussy in the initial thrust. It went in easily and deeply and a long moan escaped her mouth.

Both women were now on their knees on either side of Helen and Kaycee. They watched intently at the action playing out in front of them, both of them long since forgetting that all this has been and continues to be happening outside, under trees on a ranch range land, literally out in the vast open, all three of them totally, completely naked.

Helen was moaning and grunting to get the knot to pass into her pussy. Betty happened to notice first, wondering what the effort Helen was expending was caused by. She looked at the location of their union, gasped, looked up at Anne, then back to the scene in front of her. Finally, she had to verify her thoughts, “Anne, is that … going in her?”

Anne focused on what Betty was seeing and smiled. Having grown up on a small spread of her family’s, the action and behaviors of a****ls were not quite as mysterious to her as her city raised partner. She had seen dogs mating before on their property and smiled at the c***dhood memories flooding back to her. “The knot. The male dog puts that into the bitch, locking them together as he sends his semen into the female. It is designed in nature to increase the odds of inseminating the female.”

“But … is that going into Helen? I don’t see how it could fit.”

Helen might have been concentrating on her actions with Kaycee and blissfully content with only that, but the conversation around her brought her semi-aware, she was after all intending to introduce these two to the wonders of canine loving. “Hmmmmmm … you don’t … nnnnnnn … don’t think it will fit? Watch. Hmmmmm … yesssssss … Kaycee, let’s show them. Watch girls as he ties with me.”

Helen pressed back into Kaycee and for his part, Kaycee just continued to do what he always does, press and drive his cock into the bitch, determined to knot her. Helen felt herself spreading, stretching to accept the ball formed at the base of his cock. “Watch, it’s … mmmmmmmm … it’s so close, I can feel … feel it spreading me.”

The women lowered themselves to the ground, their breasts pressed into the grass and dirt to get the best view possible of what Helen was showing them. They both were more turned-on than they were previously, just by watching Helen and her dog. Then, they saw the ball of swollen muscle steadily slide further and further into her, slowly but steadily. Then it was gone, disappeared inside their friend and client. As Anne watched both woman and dog suddenly turn more tense and frantic in their fucking, she couldn’t help but wonder in her mind about the thoughts that would be flickering in her mind every time she worked on Helen’s account. Not to mention actually meeting with her in the offices. She made a promise to herself to pursue this relationship, bringing Helen and Kaycee to join her and Betty.

With the close attention from the other two women, Helen’s orgasm was powerful. The psychology, again, she presumed. Knowing she is being watched, studied, questions filling their minds for discussions and answers at a later time. So, when Kaycee made his first twitch inside her, her body exploded, her arms and legs shaking, all the while she whimpered and moaned, gasping at the strong spurts coming from her lover.

Helen allowed herself to relax to the ground while she remained tied to her Kaycee. The women marveled when he turned on Helen to be ass-to-ass. Betty just blurted it out, “How … how does he do that?”

Helen opened her eyes, her breasts and chest as well as one side of her face in the grass and dirt, “Hmmmmmm … special … dogs’ cocks are special. They can rotate … somehow … nnnnnnnnnnn … don’t know exactly … how.”

Betty was now focused on the fact that they did not separate. “Are you stuck? I knew it was too big.”

“No, no … not stuck. Well, yes, I guess I am. That’s how the male impregnates his bitch, holding the semen inside her with his knot. He will shrink and he will pull out.” Helen turned to look directly at Betty. “It’s okay. It just takes from ten to fifteen minutes often.”

“Does it hurt, Helen? It looks like it would hurt.”

“Hmmmm … a little to get it in, maybe a little coming out. But … the thing is … mmmmmmm … I really enjoyed that … mmmmmm … the thing is that the knot is one of the best parts of dogs. Men don’t have that, just dogs, canine breeds.” She sighed. Kaycee gave another tentative pull, but they were still stuck.

Helen heard her phone ringing. It was in her jeans and she asked for it. Betty jumped up and retrieved it for her. She looked at the screen and smiled, “Hi, mom.” She pressed the speaker button and put the phone on the ground next to her.

“We were wondering how much longer you might be and if the ladies might like a hamburger when you get back.”

“Well …” she smiled at the other two who were now sitting next to each other, which gave her an excellent view of two very nice, bald, and open pussies as they sat cross-legged. “Well, I’m a little tied up right at the moment. But, it shouldn’t be too long, and then we’ll head back.”

“Tied up, huh? You naughty, girl. Do you have this on speaker?”

She smiled at her friends, again. “Yes I do. Be careful of your own naughty words, mother …”

Barb laughed on the other end and they could hear others laughing, too. “You have it on speaker, too. Both Michele and Tim?”

“Yes, dear. How is it going with the three of you out there? Silly question, if you are tied.”

“Mother! I said, I was ‘tied up’ not ‘tied’.”

“I know you better than that, dear. My real question, though, is if Michele and I need to get dressed?”

Helen smiled; she had a hunch that was behind the phone call. When she looked up, she saw that the other two were trying, unsuccessfully, to hide their smiles. “Judging on what I am seeing here, I don’t think you need to both.” She gasped and sucked in air, “Ohhhh … yessssss … hmmmmmm … mom, we’ll … be heading back soon. Bye.” She pushed the button to end the call and fell to the ground. Kaycee was turned around and licking at Helen’s leaking pussy. Both Anne and Betty were mesmerized and speechless as they watch the woman in front of them shudder, yet again.

As they came to the gate along the road near Harry and Juli’s drive, Helen got off Eclipse to open it for the other two. Suddenly from behind her came a woman’s voice, “Much better. That’s the girl I know and love.” As she climbed back onto the saddle, she noticed it was wet where she was sitting. She turned to the voice and was already waving to Juli who had a big smile on her face at the sight of three very attractive, naked women on horseback. Anne and Betty, of course, were blushing profusely, but they knew they might be seen and both admitted to themselves that Helen was definitely right. Exhibitionism is a real turn-on.

As they reached the driveway and entered the yard without further incident, Cody and Jackson came running around the house to greet them. As they reversed their direction for the back, Kaycee took off after them. By the time the three riders were making the turn at the back of the house, Michele and Barb were standing on the patio, laying out a spread on the patio table. Both were also naked. At that moment, Tim came out carrying beers for everyone. He was wearing shorts but was shirtless. Both women took note of his tight, strong body. Anne and Betty exchanged knowing looks as they rode the horses further into the back to put them in the corral. Yes, indeed. They both knew, and could see in each other’s eyes; this was a relationship they wanted to encourage.

* * * CHAPTER 57: STELLA PARSON will follow * * * Thanks for reading.