1. Who Owned Me -1


    Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Sex Humor, Author: stif266, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    me, he wasn't intimidated, and I got the impression that he was just kind of observing me, you know? Like maybe he was trying to figure out what to do with me. But that didn't make any sense and I dismissed my thoughts immediately, walking around him and out of the kitchen. I wanted to change clothes as I'd been wearing my Sears outfit for some six hours already, and my bra was annoying and my feet hurt, and I really wanted to take a bath. Once I got the pot pies in the oven I'd have forty minutes to relax in the tub and then we could eat and watch some television maybe and just go to sl**p. That seemed like a good idea to me anyway. &#034What's your name, boy?&#034 I wondered, looking at the dog as he sat down on the thin carpet, content to watch me as I removed my blazer. &#034I have to call you something, huh?&#034 He just looked at me, his heavy tail thumping on the floor as I spoke. He seemed to like the attention, as anyone would, I supposed. &#034How about Jack?&#034 I wondered with a smile. &#034You're black anyway.&#034 The dog didn't seem to care and I d****d my blazer over the sofa and started unbuttoning my blouse. &#034I guess it doesn't matter, does it?&#034 I said. &#034We'll get you home tomorrow.&#034 The next day, Saturday, was a day off for me. I didn't have school or work on the weekends and that would have been nice, but for the fact that I really had nothing better to do. Weekends, at least my first few in that new town, were rather boring. I guess ...
    that's obvious though, since I was spending my Friday night cooking chicken pot pies and talking to a dog. Too much of that, I thought, and I'd be ready for the funny farm. &#034Don't look, okay?&#034 I laughed lightly, getting another wag as I removed my blouse from my slender shoulders. He did look though, and strange as it may seem, I felt somewhat self-conscious standing there in my bra. I still had my skirt on, of course, and my pantyhose, but from the waist up I wore only the thin white lace of my bra and the dog was staring at me with his curious amber eyes. Intelligent eyes, I thought for no particular reason, except he reminded me somehow of the men back home who'd stared at me as I'd walk by. I'd never been comfortable with that sort of attention. The hungry, desperate gaze of the boys in school, and even some of their fathers as I walked around town, had always made me feel small and vulnerable. The dog reminded me of them, but I didn't know why. I tried to laugh it off. He was only a dog, an a****l, and perhaps he wanted some dinner and a scratch behind the ears later, a warm place to sl**p on the floor. But he was only a dog and I felt silly worrying over his watchful interest. I reached behind me to find the clasp of my bra and undid it easily, so that the shoulder straps were immediately loose and the cups only barely covered my breasts. He licked across his sharp teeth and cocked his head in that curious way I'd seen before, and I realized his eyes weren't on my ...
«12...567...910»