| I first learded about doggy sex only a couple of years ago. Had I not caught my wife, I still might not know about all of this stuff. I didn't what to think for a little while. I very shocked, scared, and maybe even jealous for a little while, but I'm a changed man since those first few moments.It was a Friday. I had taken the day off from work to start an early weekend of working around the house. Mainly, I was going to replace some boards on our back patio that were a little rotten. It was a slow moring for me. I laid around in bed a bit while she got out two kids ready for school. Once the bathroom was freed up I got up and started to get giong. We ate breakfast together after she came back inside from standing at the bus stop with them. We talked about the weekend ahead and finishing up the patio today. I then opened up two french doors that open up to our patio. It was early september in south Louisiana, and things were getting pretty warm already. I'd be going in and out too much, so tuned off the air conditioner.I went out and took some measurements of the boards that needed to be replaced. Our lab came up on the patio and said hello for the morning. He then wandered into the house to find my wife in the kitchen. She wanted to keep him inside all of the time, but I had only agreed to letting the dogs come into the house sometimes if they stayed around the kitchen and dining area only. My mother had a couple of dogs that stayed inside, and our sofa was always full of hair. That bothered me when we had company, so my wife had agreed that we'd limit where and when the dogs come come into our house. She grew up having a couple of dogs also, but they stayed around her families barn.So, after I took the measurements that I needed, I told her that I was heading to the hardware store to get the material. She was in the kitchen straigtening a few things up while our lab lied down contently in the middle of the kitchen floor. He was always just happy to be around us really, no matter what we were doing.Well, after I got a few miles down the road, I went over everything that I measured in my mind. I remembered that I forgot to bring one of the screws with me to get the same size screws. I was estimating about how long they were, then I decided to just whip around and go back and get one.I pulled onto our car port and went into the house clueless as to what I was about to walk in on. There stood my wife, with only an old sweatshirt on. She was naked from the waist down. She looked like she did not know where to put herself. She had one arm lightly across her midsection like as if she was sick, while she stood with her back against the edge or the snack bar. I noticed her pubic hair had dropplets on it and inner thighs were wet. As the seconds ticked by slowly, I turned and saw our lab panting and taking slow steps kind of turning in a circle. Next my gaze turned to his huge cock erect and hanging between his back legs squiting cum in spurts every second. There was a bathtowel on the floor with a wet spot on it with a trail of droplets that let to the dog. I was taking all of this in while taking all of this in as I walked into the dining area.She looked almost like she was about to cry, yet she had a frozen and zoned out look on her face. My stomach turned upside down. I was speechless. She said that she was sorry in a shaking voice rapping both arms around herself. She couldn't hold her gaze up at me. I stopped a few feet from her. I didn't know what to say. I was speechless. I very shakily asked her, "were you doing what it looks like you were doing"? She said yes. A tear ran down one cheeck, as she stood there looking down. It felt like I was too weak to walk up to her to hold her, but I knew deep down inside that she needed me to just shut up and hold her. I walked slowly up to her and put my arms around her. She was still holding herself like she wanted to curl up and die. She said softly, "I'm sorry, please.....I can't believe this is happening". A lump was in my throat. I tried to put myself in her shoes inorder to give me enough strength to talk. I said, "I, I, I don't know what to think, I'm here, I don't know what to say". I've got to go now. I'm sorry to stop in the middle of explaining this, but I'll have to finish up on another post. byeJacobSky |
