Jarek loved to walk his dog in the morning, right as the sun was rising before anyone else was around. His dog, a 10-year-old husky named June, was now calm and gentle after years of running with him anywhere. By this point in her life, she calmly followed him everywhere.

One Monday morning as he was walking over to his favorite green area, he noticed someone he had not seen before. She was standing underneath a tree, looking over the field and calling for a dog.

"Sprout, come here!"

It surprised him to see anyone out this early. He'd been coming here for years and rarely saw anyone at this time, especially in winter.

When she heard him coming, she looked toward him and gave a friendly smile.

She was about 5 foot 7, with medium-length black hair, and was wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He noticed her lips and her light brown eyes that made his heart skip a beat.

"Good morning," she said.

Then added, "Oh, what a cutie we have here!" As she leant over to pet his dog.

"Good morning. Her name is June," he replied kindly.

"What a good girl," she replied as June happily wagged her tail. "My boy Sprout, on the other hand, is running around chasing who knows what, but he'll eventually come back," she added.

He smiled. "Alright, well, enjoy your walk."

He loved the peace and quiet of the mornings and was not thrilled to have his quiet walk time interrupted with small talk.

The next morning, as he was walking June, he noticed her and Sprout again.

As the time went on, they got used to seeing each other on the morning walks.

Without really acknowledging it to each other or themselves, they began timing their morning walks so as to run into each other.

It was for the dogs who loved to play together, they told themselves. Sprout was new in the neighborhood, so he appreciated the new company, and June wasn't getting the exercise she used to get. He didn't mind the morning company anymore.

As the winter turned to summer, and the heat of the summer bore on, she would wear skin-tight tank tops without a bra.

She told herself it was too early to wear anything else, and though he never said anything, he looked forward to seeing what she would wear each morning.

Other times, she wore flowy summer dresses that fell down from her full breasts but left plenty of cleavage. But his favorite was when she wore loose pants that would show the outline of her thong when she bent over to pick up her dog.

More months flew by. Months of friendly good mornings, talking about the weather and chit-chatting about their dogs, their jobs, and life. Then one fall morning, 9 months to the day they met, after it had been raining all night, and the fall leaves were now showing everywhere, he noticed she looked different.

"Ashley, you look beautiful today." He couldn't help but compliment her.

Though she was wearing a jacket covering it, it was clear she was wearing a professional button-down shirt and a tight professional pencil skirt that completely exalted her hips and ass.

"Thank you; today is supposed to be the big presentation at work, and I got a busy morning, so it will be a quick one with Sprout."

By this time, they were timing their arrival almost perfectly, so she let Sprout off leash to run around. As soon as he was off leash, he took off.

"Oh boy," she said.

In the rush of the mornings, she didn't notice the ducks on the other side, and Sprout didn't notice the giant mud puddle that had formed in the middle of the grass field.

Sprout ran around chasing the ducks and getting completely covered in mud.

"Shit, I don't have time for this today. Sprout, come here!"
she yelled.

But he was too happy running around. June simply sat there watching the whole thing unfold.

Jarek realized he needed to help out, the dog was a mess, and there was no way she would be able to get him and not get her clothes completely dirty.

Jarek pulled out a treat and called Sprout over. The dog listened right away, and when Sprout came over, Jarek picked him up.

"Here," he said, handing her the leash to June. "You take her and I'll take Sprout."

"Oh my god, thank you so much!" She exclaimed.

"Don't mention it; I don't have to be at work till 10 at least, so I have time. I'll take this guy to your apartment, and you can head to your meeting."

He followed her home, his shirt, arms, and pants covered in mud.

When they arrived, she opened the door and apologized for the mess.

"Don't worry," he said. "You should see my place."

She unleashed June, and the dog immediately went over and lay down calmly in Sprout's bed.

"June, come on," he scolded.

"It's fine," she said. "Looks like Sprout doesn't mind."

He didn't. He was calm in Jarek's arms.

"Where do you usually give him a bath?" he asked.

"Here, the bathroom is this way." She replied as she led him past the living room.

It was a small one-bedroom apartment, and the bathroom was through her bedroom. There was a lovely smell of her perfume, and as they walked through the closet, he noticed all her heels on the floors and earrings hanging on a closet door. He proceeded to the bathroom and took a knee by the tub and put Sprout down inside.

"Luckily, he doesn't mind baths. Let me grab some towels, and I'll be back," she said.

Then she added loudly while grabbing towels, "I can take it from here. Don't worry." She didn't mean it. There was no way she would make her meeting if Jarek left.

"I got it, really; I'm already a mess anyway," he replied.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm sure. Do you have dog shampoo?" he replied.

"Yes, let me go grab it." She came back and handed him the shampoo.

As soon as she handed it over, her phone rang. She answered.

"Hey Mark..." "Oh really? Are they ok?" "Oh, ok, glad to hear it..." "When do you think it will happen?"... "Oh ok, well, I'll see you later..." "Thanks for the heads up."

"Ugh, my meeting was just cancelled. The client called and said that they had a small fender bender so won't be able to make it on time," she explained.

"Oh no, sorry to hear that."

"It's OK, I guess now I can help you with this," she continued. "Just give me a sec to take these clothes off so I don't mess them up."

As she walked behind him, he told himself not to peek but imagined the scene behind as he heard her getting undressed.

"Sorry, gotta keep this ready for tomorrow," she said as she gently put all the clothes back in their place.

She came back wearing loose athletic shorts and a skin-tight tank top. She kept the bra on, which slightly disappointed him. She kneeled next to him to help wash the dog. By this time, he had been shampooed all over.

"Here I'll hold him while you rinse." He held Sprout while she grabbed the shower head and rinsed the dog.

"There, you're clean now, Sprout," she said as she pet him.

They grabbed towels and dried the dog together, touching hands, their hearts racing a bit but keeping it formal.

She felt his strong hands.

He couldn't help but notice how gentle her fingertips felt on the back of his arms, even if for split seconds. He loved the red color of her nails.

As if on cue, Sprout shook quickly, and they both got splashed. Sprout jumped and ran off the bathroom, leaving them both on their knees alone by the bath. They waited a second before both standing up.

They both stood there facing each other.

"Well, you're a mess," she said. "Let me help you."

She reached back to grab a towel and then started to awkwardly rub it on his shirt to try to get the dirt off.

"It's fine," he laughed. "I'll just throw it in the washing machine later."

"No, that's silly; let me help." She leaned over and started taking his shirt off.

He didn't stop her, and before she realized what she had done, he was standing without a shirt in front of her.

"Oh, I'm sorry; I should have asked," she said shyly.

But now she was completely turned on by his body. He realized she was staring at his abs, so he looked her in the eyes and smiled. They locked eyes, and for a second it seemed like the world stopped.

"Here, let me help you; your shirt is also a mess," he said as he leaned over to grab the bottom of her shirt.

He lifted it over her head, and she instinctively raised her arms. He took it off, revealing a black lace bra.

They stood there silently for a second, both realizing they had dreamt about this moment for the past 9 months.

He pulled her close and gently kissed her lips. The more and more deeply. He began kissing her neck while holding her lower back with one hand and the back of the head with another. Slowly moving his hand up her back until he found the bra strap and smoothly unclipped it. He knew she had large breasts, but now they were the most beautiful he'd ever seen; he couldn't help but cup them with both hands. He lifted his head and looked her in the eyes again.

He then started to put his head down, and she grabbed it and pushed it downward with both hands. He kissed and caressed while breathing in all her recently perfumed skin.

Then he felt self-conscious from the smell of the dog. She caught the pause.

"How about I help you get cleaned up?"

She reached over and started unbuckling his pants, struggling a bit. But eventually pulling them down.

His hard cock sprung up as soon as the pants went down, and she stared lovingly at it.

He let her watch for a second before he brought her over and slowly slid down her shorts, revealing her black thong. He then proceeded to slowly take it off. She lifted her feet and stepped off of it.

She stepped on the tub and stretched her hand; he took it and stepped in as well.

The water temperature was perfect already as the water started flowing down on them. She grabbed the shower head, gently washing his chest while gently massaging it with her left hand. He had a rocket at this point, but now she pretended not to see it, which was driving him crazy.

Slowly, she moved the shower head from his chest to his right arm and down to his wide forearm. Then the same thing on his other arm. Then back to his chest and down to his abs enjoying every second of touching and caressing his tight muscles.

"Oh, your chest is not the only thing rock hard," she teased as she reached back to his glutes while showering his front.

He couldn't resist anymore and grabbed the shower head from her hand, put it up, and pushed up against her. He grabbed her head and kissed her deeply. Slowly he brought his hands down to caress her breasts.

He kept going down until he grabbed her hips and ass. He then lifted her up and pinned her against the wall as the water flowed down their faces. They kissed and kissed passionately while he held her up.

"I want you inside," she said.

He immediately obliged and thrust his hard cock deep inside her. She moaned. He did it quickly a couple of times, then slowed down to a deep and filling tempo. He could feel deep inside her; she was completely wet, and the more he thrust, the more her moans turned him on.

"Fuck, I've wanted this for so long," she said.

"I've fantasized about this for months," he replied.

"Don't stop."

This made him want to come, so he slowed down even more.

"Oh yes!" She exclaimed in ecstasy.

She was a fast cummer, and with the amount of time she had fantasized about this, it was only a couple more strokes before she was sinking her nails in his back.

"Oh fuck, yes, yes, just like that!" This made him almost cum, but he held it.

After waiting until her orgasm was over, he slid out of her and put her down, hoping to catch his breath.

He turned the shower off, grabbed the towel, then picked her up with one hand on her legs and one behind her neck.

He walked her over and placed her on the bed.

She had only a small strip of hair, and he couldn't wait to taste her. He went down to her feet and grabbed them both. Spread them apart with both hands. Then he began to kiss the inside of her right thigh, slowly moving. He continued licking and kissing slowly until he got to her cunt. Continuing up to her clit. He slid a finger inside and hooked it back, to which she immediately moaned.

"Fuck, that's gonna make me come so fast."

He spread his tongue wide, making sure to cover as much space as possible while also touching her clit. Slowly, he began to make circle motions with his tongue spread wide. His finger still inside with a hooking motion.

He noticed her arch her back, and he held on, staying put while enjoying all of her juices. She came two more times like this.

"More!" she begged.

He was more than happy to oblige. He stuck a second finger in and began tracing the alphabet with his tongue. Now the orgasms came about every couple of minutes. Four, then five, and a sixth one.

Eventually she was satisfied.

"Now it's your turn," she said.

She sat up and signaled for him to lie on the bed. She kneeled at the front of the bed. He lay down and put his hands behind his head while she grabbed a hair tie and tied her hair back.

While still on her knees in front of him, she used one hand to cup his balls and the other to grab his cock, placing one manicured finger at a time on his throbbing cock. Then she put her head down and started making slow licking motions with her tongue on the tip of his cock's head.

"Yes!" he said.

But he wanted more. He grabbed her head and pushed it down. She gagged a bit but recovered and smiled. She then began to gobble his cock as fast as she could while cupping his balls.

"Gah gluga gah gah," He could hear her as he pushed her head up and down.

She looked up at him lovingly and made eye contact. Now he couldn't resist it anymore.

"I'm gonna come," he warned her.

She nodded with her eyes.

"Ohhhh," he yelled as he felt his juices shoot to the back of her throat.

She kept her poise and continued to suck. Swallowing as much cum as she could.

He threw his head back and felt his world spin. This was one of the most intense orgasms he had ever had.

There was cum dripping from her mouth. She continued gently stroking his cock with one hand while using her mouth to suck and lick his cock and balls clean.

When she was sure he was done, she looked up and wiped her mouth with her hand.

He looked her in the eyes and grabbed her close as she put her head on his chest.