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The following morning, Karen Smith was still too overwhelmed from the obscene thrill of her forbidden sexual coupling with her aunt's dog to feel any significant amount of shame or remorse over what she had done. Oh, admittedly, there had been several light twinges of both in the hours that followed. She wasn't quite that calloused yet, not to realize the unnaturalness or unlawfulness of their abnormal love-making, but the delectable pleasures her darling Satyr had raised and sated within her young susceptible body overshadowed everything else. She loved him with a new-born possessiveness that was as contrary to nature as the lurid act they had committed, and she couldn't help herself even had she wanted to!
God, it was a wonder that she'd kept her head at all, Karen shiveringly rationalized as she picked up the after-breakfast dishes from the booth. She had been that emotionally drained when her handsome animal-lover had withdrawn his sperm-slickened penis from her vagina and backed off of her nakedly prostrate body. She turned now to look down at him stretched out in his favorite corner, his loving dark eyes watching her every move. The curvaceous, vibrant young housewife softly said: "We have our beautiful little secret, don't we, Baby? Oooohhh... you're such a wonderful lover, darling, and Karen loves you so much... I don't know how I ever had wits enough to remember that Steve might well come home with a desire all his own last night... ?"
And how right she'd been! Cocktails, especially martinis, invariably did it, inciting a superficial virility in him which made for speed rather than endurance. This, on top of the fact that he'd written that big insurance policy for J.L. Woodward had unleashed an amorous tiger in their bed. Thank God, that he had had enough to drink not to notice her excess wetness up between her legs. Proud and dominant, Steve'd taken her, racing his long, thickly hardened penis up into the still animal-sperm slickened sheath of her vagina, until in less than a minute she'd known a renewed excitement, and that's when she had felt the first twinge of shame and remorse over her act with her aunt's dog. But it hadn't lasted any longer than her over-zealous, young husband.
"Now, Angel! Here it cumms... ! Oh Christ... here it cuummmsss!" he'd cried, as if she hadn't known he was beginning to squirt his thick, scalding sperm with powerful jets she'd felt spewing deeply and hotly up into her already semen-flooded belly!
The shallow anger she'd known had been diluted to a weakness of mild aggravation because of the magnificent loving of Satyr, but her husband didn't know this as she forcibly worked her vaginal muscles, massaging and milking the fiery semen as desperately as she could from his already deflating penis. Had she waited for him and not let Satyr do it to her first, this is what she would've gotten... further frustration!
God, was it any wonder that she'd awakened more filled with love for the handsome German shepherd than a meaningless shame or remorse for what she'd let the love-trained animal do to her? And he was! There wasn't the slightest doubt in Karen's mind but what Aunt Janie had either educated, or had him schooled in his forbidden arts!
She glanced down at him again from where she stood rinsing the dishes for the dishwasher, reading the almost devilish sparks in his dark, animal-eyes, wishing to God she could discern the thoughts or instincts filling his keen brain at that moment! One thing for certain she'd settled upon: he wasn't going to roam the neighborhood anymore! No damned wonder the local wives were blushingly coming up to pet him in the supermarket! The bitches! They'd been taking advantage of his love-oriented temperament! How many of them had he mounted... fucked? A feeling of bitter jealousy scraped through her, leaving smarting and burning mental scratches. Oh yes, Satyr darling, there's a new regime for you as long as you're with Karen... and you're going to be with her forever, once I convince Aunt Janie! The blonde, mini-skirted housewife excitedly planned, feasting her glowing eyes on the languishing, sprawled dog where he lay watching her from his chosen, cool corner of the kitchen...
Steve Smith wasn't pleased with himself, nor exactly feeling up to snuff as he sat behind his desk in the office hung over, but looking busy. If it hadn't been for the policy the slender, chestnut-haired young man with the hazel-eyes had written the night before, he might go douse his head in a toilet and flush it a few times!
What the hell... who was he kidding? Himself? Hardly! Karen was as cold as a dead mackerel's belly, had been from the first night of their honeymoon, and probably always would be! Why? He'd fired her guns before! There'd been times when he'd wanted to stay in bed with her forever! And then, there were those like last night, and a few nights before that, and on and on backward to the beginning! She loved him, he reasoned, or at least, he thought she did! Goddamn, he loved her! Yes, more than anything in the whole frigging world... but sex... a man couldn't deny the necessity of fulfilling sex... could he? No! Damnit, no! He, Steve Smith couldn't, anyway... !
"There's a call for you, Mr. Smith," the young short-skirted Shelly from the front desk came back and told him with a smile, her encased full tits thrusting the cotton of her blouse out at him like a pair of tent-poles. "I tried to ring your desk. Must be something wrong. I'll have it checked... You want to try and see if outgoing is working... ?"
Steve took it, his hazel-eyes still fastened on her forward onthrust. "Mr. Smith, may I help you?"
"Hi, Steve, Don Keller. How's it go?" the friendly deep voice filled his ear and Steve nodded at Shelly that they had contact.
"First rate. With you?"
"Oh great... great, man. Look, wanted to confirm our luncheon. The Shadows Inn at One? That okay with you?"
"Yeah, I guess it is," Steve hesitated, trying to think, then deciding why the hell not? "The Inn, at One."
"I've called in reservations... you know how it is there at Zeneth?"
"Pretty wild. I had two reservations canceled out last week after arriving with damn good clients, too. I don't have to tell you that I didn't sell them."
Don Keller's deep voice warmly laughed. "Well, you can count that this reservation won't be canceled, Steve boy. They know better. Trouble with you is, you're in the wrong field, buddy! I could use a man like you in my office! No crap! With your selling ability, you'd make a hell of a real estate salesman!... Well, we can talk about that over lunch... among other things, eh?"
Steve couldn't deny that his neighboring friend's words fired his ego. He smiled to himself above the telephone's mouthpiece. Christ, there were certainly plenty of times he got fed up with this racket. But... "Yeah... we'll talk about it... amongst other things," he laughingly replied.
"Good deal. One o'clock, then, right?"
"I'll be there, Don. See you then..."
"Right on, man..."
Steve recradled the phone and sat back. His thoughts returned to Karen, punctuated by a few of the flirty Shelly, then some rousing ones that concerned Barbara Keller.
Shelly Daniels was a top-heavy little red-head with boyish hips and a cute face, somewhere in her late teens. She'd been advertising "here 'tis" to him ever since her first day in the office. Except for her dynamic tits, she did nothing for Steve, and even if she had, he would still pass it up. Christ, his Karen had it all, the face, the hair, and the most curvaceous body he'd ever set eyes on! Damn, he had only to see her naked and his crazy cock went wild! If only she could get with him, tie into it the way she had the very first time in the back seat of his car. Man, he'd never seen a girl cum like that... actually fainted dead away and nearly scaring the crap right out of him... ! He could almost count the number of times she'd climaxed since... though she always started out with plenty of zip, but that was as far as it went, great beginnings and nothing endings...
He'd bet Barbara Keller really knew the way to a man's 'hard'! Now there was a girl, if he were going to play any naughty games, whom, he'd welcome for a partner. What a sexy doll... and the goddamned revealing outfits she wore!
The other night at their dinner party, he remembered how she'd sat during cocktails right across from him straddling the arm of the davenport beside Don, her next-to-nothing mini-dress hiked way up to expose just about all of her full, rounded thighs! But the payoff had been that she'd been wearing only panty-hose beneath, no bikinis over them as Karen did, and the manner in which she'd sat there with her thighs spread around the arm of the davenport, he'd been able to see the entire outline of her pussy through the sheer nylon! Hell, she had to know he was looking and what he could see... her very crevice between those puffy little cunt-lips and the shadowing ringlets of black pubic curls!
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