"Don't worry, darling. Would I -" he started to mild exasperation, then stopped as the door opened in front of them. "Oh, Hi, Erwin. She's been trying to back out all day, but here we are!"
"Well, I'm glad," the old man chuckled as he led them into the house. "I'd hate to think that Bruno and I have been taking our vitamins for nothing all week. Besides," he added slyly over his shoulder, "we made a deal. You have to come through, honey, if you want that promotion."
"Who's Bruno?" Lynn inquired as they arrived in an old-fashioned sitting room in the rear of the house. "Is he the other -?"
"The other lover for you? You bet, honey," he grinned as he took their coats. "Now, you two take your clothes off while I hang these up. And when you're ready, just ring this bell," he said, pointing to a long silk cord hanging from the ceiling, "and I'll bring Bruno in to meet you."
As soon as he left the room, both the Warings began to strip off their clothing, folding them neatly and piling them on an antique velvet lounging sofa that took up most of the tiny room. They were both silent, preoccupied with their own thoughts, until Lynn broke the silence.
"Ed, why do you think he's doing all this for us?"
"Well, honey, he told me the other day in the office that he likes my work," he replied slowly, then broke into a loving smile. "But I think the real reason is that he likes you. He told me you have `balls', if you understand that, and I think he's testing today to make sure you're really as much of a woman as we both think you are."
"Oh, Ed, any dumb blonde can do what I did that night," she protested with a giggle.
"Yeah, but not everyone would like it enough to leave every single man satisfied!" Ed retorted as he pulled down the silken rope hanging from the ceiling. In another part of the house they heard a faint chime of a bell and then footsteps hurrying down the hallway.
A moment later, Erwin Doud's wrinkled face peered into the room. "Ready?" he said with a grin, then opened the door the rest of the way. "Meet my best friend, Bruno!"
"Oh, God!" the tiny blonde gasped in dismayed horror as a German Shepherd, the same massive beast she had seen at the Executive Club, lumbered into the room. He walked up to the young husband, sniffed disinterestedly for a moment, then turned to the lush-bodied naked wife and immediately lapped his long pink tongue over the soft white flesh of her belly. Lynn started to move a little closer to Ed, then remembered what he had said about this evening being a test. With great effort, she forced herself to stand motionless while the huge hairy beast sniffed hungrily at her golden pubic vee.
"Ah, he likes you, dear," the old man smiled approvingly, then suddenly his voice and expression changed to one of executive command. "All right, honey, now take those clothes off the couch and lie down with your legs spread out nice and wide. Let's see if you like Bruno as much as all the other girls at the club."
Lynn trembled as she remembered the dark-haired girl at the club who had gone wild as the big dog had fucked into her tiny hair-lined pussy. At the time, she had felt little twinges of jealousy for the rapture the girl was obviously experiencing, but that was before she knew that she would actually have to submit to the dog herself. Now, she wished with all her heart that they could somehow call this whole insane agreement off, but she knew that Ed would never forgive her if he lost the promotion. Besides, she had agreed to do whatever they asked…
Lynn's hands were shaking as she picked up the bundle of clothing and set it on a table in the corner of the room. She hoped that the trapped helplessness she felt was not apparent on her face, but then, she noticed that both her husband and the old man were grinning broadly, apparently enjoying her tortured discomfort. All right, she fumed inwardly, she would show them that she was as sensual a woman as that girl on the stage, even if she had to pretend to be excited because of her fear of the monstrous dog. She walked back to the long, armless couch and lay on her back, her trim naked thighs spread invitingly toward the excited animal.
"She's a real beauty, Ed," Doud said approvingly as he pulled at the tie of his long maroon robe. His eyes roamed critically over her ripe female curves, coming to rest on the soft coral-hued lips of her pussy. He grinned impishly and added, "We're going to stuff you so full of hard pricks tonight, you're not going to know which way is up." With that, he pulled off his robe and Lynn gasped as she saw the monstrous erect penis that shot up from the white hair at his groin. It was even bigger than she remembered and she fearfully wondered how she had ever taken the gigantic penis all the way up into her stomach, or how she would again. But, before she could consider the terrifying prospect further, the old man snapped his fingers and whispered, "Get her, Bruno."
Lynn, in spite of her resolve to endure whatever the older man might want, trembled in terror and she had to bite her tongue to keep from screaming as the huge German Shepherd suddenly moved up between her wide-splayed thighs. She didn't dare move, for fear of ruining Ed's chances for the promotion, and lay shuddering and helpless as the dog lowered his head to her silken, hair-fringed vagina and sniffed eagerly. His tail wagged and trembled as though he had found another German shepherd bitch in heat and Lynn jerked violently as his cold nose suddenly made contact with her exposed clitoris. Then a low gasp escaped her lips as his broad flat tongue suddenly fell from his jaw and began licking wetly up and down the narrow pink slit between her thighs.
He ran his long dripping tongue over the full length of the naked crevice between her legs, from the tight-closed little pucker of her anus up over the fluted pink edges of her cunt to the tiny bud of her clitoris, then back down again to burrow the tip slightly into her outer fleshy anal ring. Almost against her will, the voluptuously writhing blonde began to shudder and chill from the sexual excitement of allowing a dog to caress her naked body this way and her frightened gasps began to change to soft mewling sounds of involuntary pleasure, as the beast's thick tongue flicked relentlessly between her wide-spread legs, curling sporadically deep into her hotly flowering vagina. It was not long before she was kicking her legs back over her head and reaching down to pull the hairy beast's nose into the suddenly moist pulsating opening.
"Bruno, that's enough," the old man suddenly called out and the dog obediently pulled his head from Lynn's impassioned grip and trotted back to his master's side. "Well, honey, you feel like you could take a little cock now?" he leered down at the tiny blonde who lay gasping with frustration on the long couch.
"Oh, yessss," she breathed. "Please…"
"Well, then, get up for a minute and you'll get a big one," he chuckled tauntingly.
Lynn moved hurriedly from the sofa, then watched as Erwin Doud moved past her to lay down with his buttocks on the edge of the lounge, his long rock-hard shaft jutting obscenely into the air as he settled back into the velvet upholstery. It was like a seductive idol to Lynn's desire-filled brain and her blue eyes gaped at it longingly, watching as he spread his thighs open and his heavy, wrinkled balls hung heavily into the crevice of his buttocks.
"Do you think she's ready for this, Ed?" the white-haired man asked her husband with a teasing look in his eyes.
"She'd better be ready for all of them pretty soon," Ed growled as he slowly stroked his own stone-hard prick. "I don't think I can wait much longer."
"Oh, I am! I am right now!" she whispered breathlessly, looking back and forth between her watching husband and the corporation president for some hint of what she was to do now.
"Well, then get over here and slip this one up your hungry little pussy first, honey, then we'll worry about the rest," Doud lewdly directed.
Lynn didn't need any further invitation. She straddled him with her knees on either side of his ribs and immediately the old man's bony hands smoothed up her inner thighs to her throbbing, tight cunt-lips, spreading the soft, blonde-fleeced edges open to expose the moist inner pinkness to his lustful gaze. Immediately, his fingertips began to work teasingly over her tiny, erect clitoris, bringing it to a more and more pronounced state until, with a throaty moan, Lynn abruptly leaned up on her knees, encircled his cock with her tiny hand and tried to stuff it into the narrow hole of her waiting vaginal slit.