Ted had married a slut, a two-timing whore, they'd whisper and then the old man would have heard about it, the president of the bank, and that would have been the end of Ted's rising star. What business did he have giving advice to people about their own families?
Image and reputation were everything in the investment business.
She didn't mind though, Ted had been under a lot of stress. She just wished he could be a little busier in the sex department.
That was how Liz thought of it; she'd never dreamt of bestiality in her life until one day when Achilles had nosed her bare pussy. " she commanded and the dog eagerly leapt onto the bed Elizabeth shared with her dedicated husband.
She'd been sunbathing nude in the privacy of their deck, lounging near the pool as she liked to do during the lazy days of a hot summer. If he only knew, Liz thought with a grin, feeling terribly wicked as the dog straddled her face, letting his swollen and now dripping cock slip from its sheath to touch her hungry lips.
Ted wouldn't be home for at least two more hours, she thought.
Thursday was always his night to be with the boys, drinking and relaxing in their little club downtown.