Fiona Gets A Job 3

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Chapter 7

Fiona continues her adventures with the Walden’s dog Goldie. By accident, he finds her anal opening. Pain at first, she finds her anal muscles relax. He didn’t force his knot in but soon realigns for a day of immense pleasure for them both.

I sat on the bed rather gingerly as my bum was a bit tender. Nevertheless, the memory of Goldie’s cock deep in my anal opening was a memory that would stay with me forever. I wondered whether Mrs. Walden had done it. I was now a three-hole expert. Was she? I smiled. Maybe I had done something she hadn’t. All these thoughts whizzed around in my head. Masturbation got me calmed a little. I slept very well that night.

The week took on a sameness. I would clean the house, get undressed, and spend time being Goldie’s compliant bitch. I would make sure I was showered and dressed before the Walden’s got home. I could see Mr. Walden looking at me as I left. I know what he was thinking, but I wasn’t about to make the first move. I figured Mrs. Walden would let me know if it was ok to be fucked by her husband. I must admit that in my nightly masturbation sessions, I sometimes thought about him. I also fantasized about what it would be like to have sex with Mrs. Walden just once. It would be fun.

Saturday arrived, and I worked until lunchtime. I was preparing to leave when the Walden’s got home about 12:30. Mrs. Walden had headed to the bedroom to change. Mr. Walden came up behind me and put his arms around me. “I want to fuck you, Fiona,” he whispered, “I want to ram my rock hard cock into your juicy pussy”.

I giggled. “What would your wife say?” I said, trying not to sound I so wanted him.

Just then, Mrs. Walden came into the room. “Put that girl down. I know where she has been,” she said.

He let go of me. “Sorry, darling. She is just so sexy,” he said by way of an apology.

Mrs. Walden laughed. “Yes, she is, honey. Very sexy,” she said.

“I have to get home for lunch,” I said and left.

I was worried that if I hesitated, Mr. Walden would have his way with me.

***

While I enjoyed my adventures with Goldie, I was sad that he always tied with me after a minute or so. I enjoyed Mr. Walden because he would fuck me for maybe 10 minutes or more. I loved how it felt when he ravaged me. I just wished Goldie could do that. But I had to realize Goldie wasn’t worried about my pleasure but was the intent of quickly getting that knot inside me. Actually, by accidentally anally penetrating me, he had awaked the need for a longer session.

I had fallen into a routine. I would clean the house in the morning, and after lunch, Goldie and I would enjoy each other. As well as letting him fuck me, I had begun sucking his cock. He was so docile, and I swear he would smile at me as I licked and sucked him. But still, the need for longer sessions stuck in my mind. The dildo that Mrs. Walden had left out for me just made me want more. One night Mrs. Walden came home, but Mr. Walden had stayed in the office. We were talking, and I blurted out my frustration.

She laughed. “I hear you, honey. I will let you in on a little secret,” she said. “When I want it to last a little longer, I take him missionary position and put a finger on each side of his knot so he can’t enter me totally. It is so good. Especially when I take my hand away, he goes crazy and rams it in.”

I laughed. “Doesn’t he get frustrated?” I asked.

“Oh yes, honey, and he gets so excited. Try it next time,” she said.

***

I headed home with my mind processing the information. Mrs. Walden was so smart to work it out. I couldn’t help wondering if she had ever taken him anally. Maybe we would talk about another day. I got home, and things returned to normal. “How was your day, love” shouted mum from the kitchen.

“Fine,” I shouted back.

Dad looked up from his paper. “Yes, fine for you, Fiona,” he said. “I bet they have you down on hands and knees scrubbing floors.”

I didn’t laugh. After all, he was half right. I did spend a lot of time on my knees.

***

I took Mrs. Walden’s comments to memory. It seemed like a way to make Goldie give me more pleasure. But I aware that he would get frustrated if he couldn’t tie with me. I already had experience with his frustration when he missed his target and got me anally. I did my usual cleaning and then had some lunch. Once finished, I just said, “Come on, Goldie,” and he knew what would happen.

My routine had become his. I sat on the couch without panties on and had him lick me until I came. I then moved my bum right to the front edge of the couch. He had obviously done this before because he immediately climbed on top of me. I let him thrust away until he found my opening. I quickly put my hand down and spread my fingers. He pounded away as normal, and I also surrendered. But I knew what I wanted. I felt his knot growing and held my nerve. Frustrated, he began to work furiously, and I was in heaven.

“Yes, my darling boy,” I screamed. “Fuck your dirty bitch.”

He was growling and pushed harder. He kept going for several minutes, and I realized he was slowing. By this time, I wanted all of him inside me. I took my hand away, and I think he realized I wanted him. He thrust hard, and I screamed as the knot, now fully enlarged, almost split me in two.

He barked as if to say, ‘take that bitch.’

Goldie was now tied and was panting loudly. “Poor baby,” I said as I put my arms around him and began to do some thrusting of my own. His cum flowed into me, and I was so turned on. It was the best fuck yet. “Yes, fill me up, darling,” I mumbled, and he did just that.

It was maybe 6 or 7 minutes before I let him escape. He gave my pussy a couple of licks and then lay on the floor. The poor darling was worn out. I smiled. I had gotten what I wanted, and he did too. We were both happy. I couldn’t wait to tell Mrs. Walden when she got home. She just smiled. She knew how I felt.

***

That week Goldie and I had several missionary fucks. Each time I guessed when he was the most frustrated and let him take me. That large knot hurt a bit, but it was worth it. But I didn’t overdo it. The poor dog needed to get his jollies, too, after all. On Friday, Mrs. Walden said her sister was coming to stay for the weekend. I was disappointed as I was hoping to have Goldie on Saturday morning. But I guess I had to behave. The sister, Elizabeth, in fact, arrived Friday night as I was leaving. Elizabeth was a couple of years older than Lisa, and I was shocked to see she arrived with a dog. He was a pure breed, Husky.

“Wow, what a beautiful dog,” I said as they arrived.

“Yes,” said Mrs. Walden, “and fully trained too.”

The meaning of that statement was not lost on me.

***

I arrived to work with a spring in my step. I wondered if Elizabeth knew about my extra activities. That was soon answered as I made coffee for the three of them. After Mr. and Mrs. Walden headed off to work, I sat sipping my coffee.

“So Fiona,” Elizabeth said. “Lisa tells me you are a dog lover.”

I knew she didn’t mean I liked dogs. I blushed a little, and she laughed.

“Don’t worry, honey,” she said. “I was the one that got Lisa into it. I love it. How about you?”

I smiled back. “Yes, I love it,” I said, without a wisp of embarrassment. “Goldie is a wonderful lover.”

She chuckled. “Yes, I have enjoyed him too, Fiona. He is great, and my dog, ‘Hunter,’ is great too.”

I wasn’t going to say, ‘let me try him,’ but I think Elizabeth read my mind.

“Forget the cleaning for today,” she said. “The dogs are more fun.”

Elizabeth stood up and began to get undressed. I felt a little uneasy but looking at her, and I felt my pussy tremble.

“Come on, hun. Get your gear off,” she said, and I stood up and undressed. “My, you do have a lovely figure,” she said.

Goldie and Hunter were lying near the door to the backyard. When they saw us stripping off, I guess they knew what was going on.

“Why don’t you take Hunter, sweetheart, and I will take Goldie. We can swap later.”

I took up position, and Elizabeth pointed Hunter at me. With little fanfare, he mounted me. It only took two thrusts to find my pussy. As soon as he felt the opening, he went to town.

“Oh yes,” I moaned. “Good doggy,” and he pounded me until I felt his knot inside me.

I heard moaning, and words of encouragement as Goldie found his target. “Oh, I remember you so well,” Elizabeth moaned as he went about his business.

Both dogs seemed in tune as both pulled out about the same time. I got up and headed for the shower. A minute later, Elizabeth joined me. “I hope you don’t mind,” she said and then leaned forward and kissed me.

I was shocked. Elizabeth obviously recognized my shock.

“Oh, I am sorry, honey. I thought sis had already been with you. She and I always enjoyed each other.”

“You mean…” I began.

She kissed me again. “I see you have a lot to learn, sweetheart,” she said and embraced me. “Yes, so much more to learn.”

*****

Chapter 8

I was shocked at what Elizabeth was telling me. That she and her sister, my boss, had ‘been’ together. In turn, she was shocked that I hadn’t been with not only Mrs. Walden but no other female. “Oh, darling, it is so much fun,” said Elizabeth. “You have the capacity for multiple orgasms, and I have the ability to give them to you.”

I didn’t know how to respond. Yes, I knew I could have multiple orgasms and had done so. But I had never been with another woman. The problem was that I wanted to but was afraid to make my feelings known.

Getting out of the shower, Elizabeth made her intentions clear. “I want you, honey,” she said softly, “I want to lick that sweet pussy, but only after Hunter has had his way with you again.”

She took my hand and led me back into the lounge. I looked at the two dogs lying on the floor. Both raised their heads when they saw two naked women enter the room.

“Look at those lovely boys,” said Elizabeth and sighed. “See how they want you, Fiona, darling. Would you like both?”

I smiled and immediately assumed my usual position. Goldie sprang into action and beat Hunter easily as he mounted me. A couple of thrusts and he was fucking me. I swear he worked harder than usual. Was he trying to punish me for giving myself to Hunter earlier? Goldie forced his knot inside me as I moaned my appreciation. Elizabeth was sitting on the couch beside me and fingering herself.

“Oh yes fuck this sweet bitch,” she moaned. “I love to watch.”

After several attempts, Goldie was able to pull away. A couple of licks, and he retreated. I hardly had time to catch my breath, and Hunter mounted me. He had no trouble ramming his cock into my soaked pussy.

“Yes, Hunter, you handsome boy,” I mumbled as he pounded me.

His knot grew and was jammed in my pussy. I felt so excited to have two dogs, one after another. “You like that, don’t you, honey,” Elizabeth said as she moaned and came. “I am going to love licking your hot pussy.”

Hunter eventually separated from me, and I put my hand over my pussy.

“Come with me, darling,” said Elizabeth, and she led me into the bedroom.

She closed the door in case the dogs came to investigate. She pulled me onto the bed. She had already told me she wanted to lick my pussy.

“Do you want me to lick you, honey?” she asked.

I nodded my head.

“No,” she said. “Tell me you want it. Make me believe it.”

I raised my head. “Yes, Elizabeth,” I said. “I want you to lick my pussy.”

Immediately she got between my legs and started to lick the dog cum oozing from my well fucked pussy. “Mmm, darling, you taste so delicious,” she said, and her tongue felt good.

It was only minutes before my first orgasm, and then they kept coming. She was driving me insane.

Finally, she lifted her head and smiled. Her face was covered in dog cum and mine. She moved up the bed, and it was the wettest kiss ever. “Now, do it to me, sweetheart,” she said, her voice filled with emotion.

I hesitated.

“Fiona, I want it now. Please,” she said, almost begging.

How could I refuse? Sliding down the bed, I started doing to her what I had enjoyed.

“Yes, that is how to do it,” she moaned as I ran my tongue over her pussy and clit. “Finger, I want a finger,” she said. Seconds later, I slid two fingers into her pussy and sucked her clit. She squealed and orgasmed. “Oh, my darling,” she gasped. “You are a natural. Do it more. I want to cum and cum.”

Of course, with all this excitement, we had lost track of time. Elizabeth had cum a second time when I heard the door open. “What the fuck” I heard. I turned around, and Mr. and Mrs. Walden were standing in the doorway with a shocked look on their faces.

Elizabeth sat up and laughed. “Oops, you caught us,” she said and chuckled. “I have been teaching her to lick pussy. She is almost as good as you, sis.”

There was an embarrassing pause then Elizabeth said she and I should have a shower. Mr. Walden stood there with this huge grin on his face. Mrs. Walden was very unpleased. Was she angry because of what her sister and I had doing or that I was not doing it with her?

“I think my sister is furious,” Elizabeth said while we enjoyed showering together. “We will have to make it up to her. What do you think?”

I agreed although I wasn’t sure what she had in mind. We came out of the shower, and Mrs. Walden was sitting on the bed.

“Don’ be angry, sis,” said Elizabeth. “You told me you wanted Fiona. I was just getting her ready for you.”

I was stunned. They had been discussing me? “I am sorry, Mrs. Walden,” I said. “Please don’t be mad. I just got so excited.”

“Get on your knees,” Mrs. Walden said, and she spread her legs. “Now eat my pussy”.

I could see she had taken off her panties when she raised her skirt. I immediately dived into her crotch. I began to lick her pussy.

“Show me what you have learned, sweetheart,” she said.

I realized she wasn’t really THAT angry. She then called Goldie, and he bounded in and mounted me.

I gave a muffled moan as he found my love tunnel and again had his way with me. Mrs. Walden grabbed my head and pulled me closer. Seconds later, she orgasmed but didn’t release me. Goldie had tied with me. I was so turned on. Mrs. Walden came twice more before she released her grip on my head. Then Goldie withdrew.

“Come, Fiona,” said Mrs. Walden. “Come and let’s have a shower. While we stood under the shower, Mrs. Walden rubbed my pussy until my legs got wobbly, and I came. “I wish I had been your first, darling,” Mrs. Walden whispered in my ear, but now I knew that there would be plenty of times to come.

Out of the shower and dressed, I headed home. My mind was buzzing. Not only was I a dog slut, but I was a lesbian slut. It felt good.

***

I turned up to work on Monday. Elizabeth had already left with Hunter. I was a bit sad as he was so adorable. Still, Goldie was also adorable, and he was right there and eager. Mrs. Walden took me aside. “My husband and I have talked,” she said. “There is a position coming up in our company. Would you be interested?”

I nodded my head so fast I got dizzy.

“Of course, you would not be working here, honey,” she said. “You would be in the office, but I am sure we could find time for other activities.”

“I am certainly interested in whatever you offer,” I said.

“Well, let my husband and I come up with a plan. I will let you know what we decide. Meanwhile, keep busy here until we tell you otherwise,” she then kissed me passionately.

The rest of the day, I was walking on air, of course, when I wasn’t kneeling under Goldie. When I got home, my parents were so excited about my news. Just as well, they didn’t know how my life had already changed.

*****

Chapter 9

I turned up to work on Monday morning, and the Walden’s called me into the lounge. Mrs. Walden said, “We have discussed this, Fiona, and here is our offer. You would take on an office role starting with reception while we train you for other office duties. But we also have another proposition to put to you. We are thinking about a little sideline, completely divorced from the office. It would involve you and dogs. Would you like to hear more?”

I immediately said, “Yes.”

I was fearful that an office job would cancel out my love of Goldie.

“Ok, honey. I thought that would be your answer,” she said. “At certain times during the week, you would be required to perform for an audience. You would wear a mask to hide your identity, but that is all you would wear. We have tested the market, and there is a small band of both men and women interested in live shows. How do you feel about that?”

I was a little uneasy, but the fact that I would be anonymous allayed one fear. “I like the idea of my face being covered, but would people pay to see a dog just hump me for a minute or so and then just stand still?”

Mr. Walden chipped in, “We thought of that, but Lisa tells me you both know tricks to make it longer, and anyway, we would be looking for more than one dog. We intend to make a real show of it, honey”.

It didn’t take any more persuading. “Yes, I am interested, both in the office job and the other plan,” I said. “It sounds so erotic. I like it.”

They both breathed a sigh of relief. Later Mrs. Walden said that they were worried I would think it was too weird. Yes, it was weird. But I was beginning to enjoy weird. The rest of that week, I was so excited. Mating with Goldie was even more intense. Particularly when I did it missionary and stopped him knotting with me, of course, he would become frustrated and really go at me later, which made it even more enjoyable.

***

Saturday, Mrs. Walden didn’t go to the office. Instead, she and I went shopping. First, we picked out clothes to wear to the office. I had expected corporate style, but she said she wanted more ‘bling.’ Short skirts and revealing tops. I was sure she wanted me to look available. Probably to her as much as anyone else. Then we headed to a party shop to buy masks. She bought a dog one and a cat one.

“There will look great on you, honey,” she said.

The salesgirl gave us a funny look. She probably thought we were a couple. She would have been even more shocked if she knew the real reason for the masks.

“Oh, I forgot shoes,” she said, and she bought two pairs of stilettos for me.

Back home, she had me model what she had bought. She was very excited, and so was I. It wasn’t long before she insisted I get naked and try on the masks. I am sure she didn’t really want to see the masks as she undressed as well, and we had a delightful session, first sharing Goldie and then sharing each other. Mr. Walden came home to find us both naked, and Mrs. Walden and I shared with him. I took the clothes home. Mum was a little shocked at the outfits. Dad, not so much. Later I heard them in the bedroom, and I had no doubt my clothes had excited them both. It was so cool.

Mrs. Walden gave me the address of their office. It was in the high street. It was well fitted out. As well as Mr. and Mrs. Walden, there were two staff members, Patrick and Teena. Both about my age. Both had Marketing Degrees, and I found out. Mrs. Walden introduced me as the new receptionist, and I got the feeling that they were not impressed with me or my outfit, although I did catch Patrick checking me out. Guys are so easily impressed. I settled down at my desk and immediately the phone started to ring. Mr. Walden had given me scripts to read off.

“Hello. Good morning. Walden and Associates. Who would you like to speak to, please?”

And that was it. Easy. I would switch to whomever the called wanted to speak to. It wasn’t rocket science.

***

I settled in immediately, and Mr. Walden said he was impressed. I was chuffed. Mrs. Walden said I was good too, but I knew ‘other duties’ I would be performing in the back of my mind. The week dragged on, and I was missing Goldie. In my handbag, I had my masks and was more than ready. On Friday, Mrs. Walden called me into her office. “I know you were expecting something more,” she said. “But I want you to settle in honey before we expand your duties. Please be patient.”

I smiled and said, I understood. I didn’t really, but it was obvious she ran the show, and I had to go along with it.

Then she smiled. “Why don’t you come to the house tomorrow,” she added.

My smile widened.

“I will be there. Just tell your parents it is a special training session,” she said.

I laughed. Training session?

***

Mum and Dad were so happy that what they called a real job. I told them what I was doing and all about the office. “What do they do,” mum asked. “You haven’t told us that.”

“It’s a Marketing Company,” I said. “They put buyers and sellers together.”

“Oh, I see,” said dad, but I don’t think he really understood.

I went to my room. “Yes, and they put Goldie and me together,” I said under my breath.

I told them that I had extra training to do and had to go to the office Saturday morning.

“I hope they are going to pay extra,” dad said. “Don’t let them use you.”

‘A bit late for that, dad,’ I thought.

***

Saturday morning, I headed off, not to the office but the Walden’s house. Mr. Walden had already left for work, but Mrs. Walden was there in her bathrobe. “Come into the kitchen,” she said. “I just made coffee.”

As I walked in, Goldie came rushing up to greet me. “Did you miss me, boy?” I said, and he wagged his tail wildly.

“Oh, he has missed you, Fiona,” Mrs. Walden said. “He has been whining all week when I get home. Poor darling. But I have done my best to calm him down.”

I knew exactly what she meant by that.

“I want you to know, honey,” she began, “that my husband and I are very impressed at how you have settled in. Don’t worry about Patrick peeving at you. He has just broken up with his girlfriend and is just horny but harmless. Teena is a lovely girl. It is a pity she works for me. I fancy her, but hubby reckons never get your meat where you get your bread.”

I chuckled. “So am I meat or bread?” I asked, and with that, she dropped her robe on the floor.

Putting her arms around me and kissing me, she said, “Today, you are meat, darling. First meat for Goldie and then for me.”

The rest of the morning was spent being pleasured by dog and mistress.

Life doesn’t get any better.

 

The End.

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*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.

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