Backyard Backdoor
It was a nice spring morning. I was out on my back patio having some coffee and reading a magazine. I was in my robe but nothing else. My kids weren’t home so I had the house to myself. Out in the yard was my dog. He was chewing on a bone. I found myself wondering if I could break his concentration. It had been 3 months since we first had sex. I had done it with him one other time since then. The sex was great. Very raw and primal. I liked it, but by no means was I going to turn into a dog whore. I liked men too much. I stood up and stretched. The sun was warming up the day. My grass had been freshly cut and the flowers I had …