Maureen stopped gloating. 'Incidentally, told somebody you had this Great Dane who was great in terms of what kind of dog he was, the form and the colour; she wanted to know if you'd think of breeding him. She might pay, I think.'
Janey frowned. 'Who is she?'
'Millie, who works on the public counter.'
'Oh, I know her.'
'You do? Good. I've got her address and phone here. You keep it and give her a call or something. What else? I don't know. But I've got to get back. I was here for five minutes before you came.'
'OK, Maureen, thanks a lot, honey.' But Janey wasn't really so sure about breeding Duke. Seemed like she just didn't want to exploit his beauty for money.
Of course everybody would say she was crazy. Rodney and Maureen would.
I don't care, she thought. I know what I like and what I want.
That night Rod came to see her. Duke jumped all over him, and he seemed to take to Duke much better, which made Janey glad.
'Guess what I got today?' asked Rodney.
'A quart of apple jack.'
'Naw! Think again!'
'A King Kong suit?'
'No!!'
She stroked his neck. Her face lay on his chest. One of her hands had been cupping his genitals.
'A box of skins.'
'What?'
'Wait and see.'
'Rubbers?' she asked. He nodded. 'What is so special about them?'
He wouldn't reply except to make a pass at her. Having thought about making love with her all day, the rush was on and she responded quickly because she had been ready, too, and soon got him ready to go.
She lay back on the bed in the other room, the door closed behind them. She stared expectantly at him, begging him to enter her. He smiled over his quivering mast and tore open one of the foil packages. He shook the prophylactic in his fingers until some of it unrolled. 'Here, Janey, put it on me!'
He came over to her and she complied. The lubrication was very thick feeling, though sparingly applied to the condom, and it had a nice scent as well. She slowly rolled the rubber on his cock.
'Yowee!' said Rod in sort of a manic matter-of-fact way. 'That's the way to tantalise a guy, young lady.'
'Look at that!' remarked Janey. 'The rubber's got a tip like one of those old lamp-bulbs. It makes your prick look like its got a sharp arrowhead for a tip.'
He laughed at her comparison and climbed over her on the bed.
She spread he legs. The moist cunt glistened up at him. He caught a slight whiff of her scent.
Slowly he lowered himself down and entered her vagina with gradual, intense penetration.
'That's fine,' she said, enticingly, full of pleasure in her organ. 'That's really good, move it in all the way.'
After a couple minutes of having him completely inside, she realised that something felt different. Her cunt felt hotter, yet more able to move and less painfully sensitive it friction. The lubrication on his condom was apparently an aphrodisiac. She asked him the name, but it was some Latin name, a long technical sounding thing she couldn't repeat.
'It makes me feel like I'm already coming,' she cried brightly.
Rodney was pleased that the stuff was so good. The fellow assured him it was an organic mixture, and Rodney was a little bit sceptical that it would do anything. Janey gratified him with her response.
He moved in and out with slow long strokes, moving in deep, and hanging when he moved out, leaving his cock-head in, rolling it about the rim of her opening.
'Ohhh, Rodney, that really feels good.'
She squeezed him and squirmed. Felt like a thousand new nerve had grown inside the walls of her cunt and were pressing down on his penis, trapping within her orgasmic place forever.
'Yes, Rodney, it really feel good!'
'I have two dozen,' he sighed, sweetly penetrating with his penis to the hilt once more.
'Put them on!' she said.
After fifteen minutes of rather explosive preparatory rhythmical fucking, they got to the pitch of explosion and ejaculation.
'Oooh,' she cried, 'Ooooh!' Helplessly, but quite aware, she threw herself at him, humping away like mad, arching her pelvis into his from the small of her back, wiggling her pubis on his.
He stroked her fast, deeply in and out, faster and faster, breathing heavily, until sparks flew along his erection, dancing up his tube with the rising, squirting sperm that jerked out of his pulsing penis with great spasms of pleasure.
'Oooh, that felt good,' said Rodney, still jerking inside his tube.
'Yes. Wear that thing any time. It really does something,' said Janey.
Rodney was pleased and also thought of how he could maybe get more and sell them to some of his friends.
On Saturday Rod was working as he had the weekend before, and they decided on Friday (when they spent the night together) that they wouldn't get together on Saturday, since he would be better off working as late as possible to get the job almost done.
Janey spent the day walking outside with Duke, not only in the small park near their home but as far as the big city park nearly a mile away. There he could run long distances without stopping, meet a lot more dogs, scamper about with them, and still hear her loud cautious calls carrying through the long corridor between street and trees. He mainly stayed on this long wide field of grass, occasionally straying into the area behind the trees and bushes with other dogs of various kinds. Almost never did he find one of his own variety. Janey thought this was peculiar. Only once in the past year had they ever encountered another Dane on their walks. It had been a female dog with whom Duke had exchanged a lot of sniffs while her master and Janey smiled and shot the bull.
That had been months ago. Anyway, it didn't appear now that Janey need be concerned about Duke — he was getting plenty of companionship from her after all. Actually she wished he could get down on all fours with him out where the breeze blew and nature filled all her senses. Get down and let him sniff her? Even kiss him and wrestle with him? Let him fuck her out in the middle of the park while all the other dog owners and dogs watched with curious, fascinated excitement.
By five o'clock, they were back home. Janey brushed Duke off some more, finishing the coat cleaning and grooming job she had started in the park and worked at so assiduously there. Then she gave him fresh water and dry dog food from the twenty-five pound bag in the pantry and rubbed his flanks and haunches while he bent hungrily to his meal.
She warmed up some meat loaf and vegetable casserole for herself. The remains of what she had made for her and Rod last night.
She thought about what a good fuck they'd had. Both last night and this morning. She still satisfied from it, swollen up and hollow inside, tender and glowing.
She took a shower and she towelled off in the warm steamy bathroom, she anointed herself with fragrant oil, just here and there. Her cunt felt tender, yes, but it wasn't too sensitive to put her finger inside for a little investigation. Her hand was by now impregnated with oil and it left some strong traces in her cunt and on the outside lips and hairy mound where she rubbed her oiled hand, too, and on her upper thighs, through all her crotch, and in her ass.
As she stood up and combed her hair before the mirror over the sink, she smelled the delicately sweet fumes and enjoyed the mild sensual intoxication it gave her.
She brushed her hair for a long time after, wrapping a long bath towel around her damp body. Her hair
