Two weeks with Horas – Chapter 4
Our next door neighbour tells Cathy and me she has seen us in our backyard and saw Cathy trying to mate with Horas missionary style. She offers to help. I put the groceries on the kitchen table. I noted that Elizabeth, our next door neighbour, was wearing my bathrobe. It has never looked so good. Both she and my wife Cathy looked a little dishevelled. Obviously while I was shopping they had been busy being pleasured by Horas the Doberman. Both could not stop smiling. Even Horas looked happy. I was feeling the odd man out. Cathy started to put the shopping away. I am banned from that as I always put things in the wrong place. Lizzy was sitting there sipping her coffee and I caught a glimpse of her boobs as she turned …