The Dog Walker
written by:
Rayanne

Toward the end of my freshman year in college, I decided to turn part-time entrepreneur and start my own dog walking business for the summer. When I hit upon the idea I knew it would work since there were a lot of dog owners in this town who could use a service like this. And it would be a literal "walk in the park" for me since I love pets.

I put up flyers around town and quickly racked up four regular customers. There was Gigi, the mastiff that had pink toenails. Then there was Spot, a two year old German shepherd name by his five year old owner. I had a great time walking Jack, a full grown, all male Rottweiler that would protect me from all male strangers, but flirt outrageously when a female came near him. Things were working out pretty well for me.

Millie, Gigi's owner, met me at the door one day as I dropped Gigi off after her afternoon walk in the park. Millie's boss was looking for a dog walker for his daughter's lab while she was away for the summer. She'd given him my name and number, telling him to call me. When I got home, sure enough there was a message from Ivan, Millie's boss. He wanted to meet with me to talk about walking Lily. I called and we set up a time for the next day.

I'd gotten stuck doing something longer than I'd anticipated the next day. Instead of changing clothes, I rushed about going to Ivan's in my denim short-shorts and a yellow cotton button-up shirt. The shirt was driving me crazy so I tied the bottom ends around my waist. I never would have dreamed of going to meet a new perspective client dressed like Daisy Duke but the lack of time left me little choice.

Ivan was definitely not what I was expecting. For some reason when Millie had mentioned her boss, I'd thought of someone in his sixties, older, graying. The man who opened the door to me was in his late forties, maybe early fifties, and Sean Connery handsome. His eyes scanned down my tied shirt to my short shorts and then back up again. His smile was seductive.

As I walked in, I tried not to feel self-conscious over the way he was looking at me, and while he was still looking me over, I looked around, noticing the house. It was simple and masculine and what caught my eye was the painting over the fireplace of a beautiful blonde woman posing her nude body seductively on red velvet sheets, and for a moment I imagined myself in a painting like that.

Ivan handed me a glass of iced tea and then whistled. A beautiful yellow lab, probably around two years old, came bounding into the room. Lily was adorable. She ran up to me, sat her little butt down and wagged her tail. I was immediately in love. Ivan explained that Lily was his daughter's dog. She was away for the summer and had left Lily in his care. He didn't have the time to walk her and would like to have me take her to the park at least three times a week. He handed me a check to pay in advance and I handed it back to him. "This is way too much," I told him. The amount was three times what I would normally ask. He smiled and insisted. It seems Ivan was going to need to be out of town for several weekends during the summer. During those weekends, he wanted me to stay at the house to watch Lily.

Taking the check, I agreed. It seemed like the least I could do. As I started to leave, indicating that I would be back tomorrow to walk Lily, Ivan let me know that this weekend was the first weekend he would need me to stay at the house. As I left, I thought about my new client and breaking away from campus for the weekend. This was going to be pretty easy.

Over the next four days, I walked Lily twice. She was playful and had a great time in the park. Each time, Ivan greeted me at the door, handing me a glass of iced tea. I found out that he was divorced, his second wife having left him six months earlier because he didn't spend enough time with her.

On Friday, I packed a bag and headed over to Ivan's. He was already packed for his weekend. As he left, he made sure to let me know to make myself at home. He wanted me to be comfortable. Closing the door, I looked around. Comfortable? Not a problem. Lily and I curled up on the sofa in the den, watching old movies and eating popcorn. As midnight rolled around, Lily sat up, wagging her tail. I heard the front door and looked at Lily. I figured since her tongue was out and she was wagging her tail, it must not be a burglar. As it turned out, it was Ivan.

I looked up as he entered the doorway. He'd waited at the airport for six hours before his flight had been canceled. So, he'd come home. I started to get up, prepared to head home myself. Ivan told me to sit back down. It was too late for me to go anywhere. Ivan took Lily out, settling her into the backyard. When Ivan came back into the den, I suddenly became conscious of the fact that I was sitting in this man's house wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and skimpy panties. I pulled the t-shirt down over my knees and sat back in the corner of the couch.

Ivan took his tie off, setting it on the table. Next, he flipped his shoes off. Sitting on the couch next to me, he grabbed the popcorn and asked what we were watching. It was an old movie and we both enjoyed it. As it ended, I said I should get some sleep. I stood, again feeling very aware of what I was wearing, or not wearing as the case may be. Ivan's eyes roamed over my body and I felt my body heat up just from his appraisal. He walked me to my room.

As I was getting ready to go in, Ivan stopped me. Putting his hands on my shoulder, he leaned in to kiss my cheek. As he pulled away, my eyes met his. I couldn't have stopped it if I'd wanted to. His lips touched mine and I felt my body race. His lips were firm, as his tongue slowly parted my lips and dipped inside. I'd been kissed by a lot of men but nothing like this. Ivan definitely knew his way around a pair of lips. His hand came up, cupping the back of my head. His tongue dove in and out of my mouth, moving over my tongue like a slippery snake. His other hand moved around and pressed against my lower back. As his mouth left mine, I opened my eyes. He apologized. He'd been yearning to do that since I'd first come to his house. He told me the image of those sexy shorts burnt into his mind had been driving him crazy.

I smiled, remembering how worried I got over thinking that they were too short. Ivan started to pull away and I grabbed his hand. "How crazy?" I asked.

He smiled, pulled me against him and said, "This crazy." I knew what he was talking about when I felt his erection straining against my belly. As his mouth assaulted mine again, I felt his hands move down my back and under my t-shirt. His hands caressed my cheeks, squeezing my ass gently. I moaned into his mouth. Grinding my hips against him, I rubbed against his growing erection and I loved the feel of it.

His mouth moved from my lips to my neck. He whispered in my ear, "I have to find out."

I asked him, moaning in between his licks against my neck, "Find out about what?"

His hand moved in between us and his fingers crept down inside my panties. "He whispered, "This," in my ear. I moaned and nearly melted when he kissed me again and slipped his finger into my wet pussy. I grabbed hold of his shoulders, holding on as his finger stroked my pussy in the same slow manner that his tongue was stroking my mouth. I continued moaning into his mouth as he held me this way.

Lifting his mouth from mine, Ivan pushed me against the door frame. Sliding down in front of me, Ivan pushed my t-shirt up and kissed the front of my panties. Pulling my panties to the side with his wet fingers, Ivan groaned and ran his tongue over the apex of my lips. Lifting my leg up to rest on his shoulder, Ivan pushed his mouth in against my pussy and kissed me. His fingers opened me up like a flower, making room for his tongue.

I moaned, leaning my head back, begging him to lick me, to suck me. Ivan responded with actions instead of words. His tongue moved firmly but slowly over my folds, slipping inside me and then running along the outside of my folds. His finger drilled me gently, pushing in and then twisting as he pulled out. I was turning to jelly. His mouth closed over my clit and he sucked it hard into his mouth, pulling me to him. I gripped his shoulders, hanging on for dear life as orgasms ripped through me. I moaned and ground my pussy down onto his mouth. Ivan's tongue flicked quickly back and forth over my clit as my body shook over and over again.

I held on dizzily to Ivan's shoulders as he kissed the inside of my thighs and then pulled my panties down. I stepped out of them and Ivan stood. His mouth found mine again and as he kissed me, I tasted my own juices. I felt my body shiver again. Stepping away from Ivan, I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bedroom. Standing in front of the bed, I pulled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor. I was naked. Ivan's eyes went over me. My nipples grew even larger as his eyes locked onto them. As Ivan's fingers reached out and teased them, I moaned.

Ivan smiled. "Do you want my cock?" he asked.

I didn't have to say anything because the look in my eyes told him that I did. He had me lay on the bed and watch as he undressed. Watching Ivan, I was mesmerized. As Ivan stripped, I found that he was in fantastic physical shape. As he removed his pants, my eyes went to his erection. I took a deep breath as I looked at him, hard and standing straight. His cock was long and thick, throbbing with arousal.

I slithered to the side of the bed and reached my hand up and stroked his thigh. He looked down at me as I moved my hand up his thigh to his groin. His cock was begging to be touched. Gently cupping my fingers around his balls, I stroked him. He moaned and I moved my hand to the base of his shaft. Wrapping my fingers around him, I leaned forward and swirled my tongue around the tip. Ivan grunted and thrust his cock into my mouth. My lips closed around him and sucked. He tasted salty and spicy. Trapping him in my mouth, I sucked hard, pulling him in and out of my lips. Ivan moaned, his hand rubbing the back of my head. His cock throbbed and seeped precum onto my tongue. When I tasted it I made a delicious moan and sucked even harder.

Ivan was groaning, telling me how good it felt, how warm my mouth was. Holding his shaft in my hand, I licked the underside and his balls. He was so thick. Stroking him with my hand, I looked up at him and said two words, "Fuck me."

"I'd be more than happy to," Ivan said as he smiled widely.

He waited as I stretched back on the bed, opening my legs wide. Ivan stood and watched as I ran my fingers over my trimmed pussy, opening my lips and rubbing my swollen red clit. I was so horny and so wet. As Ivan mounted me, he guided his hard cock between my folds. I grunted when he pushed and the thick round length of his shaft became a part of me. We both moaned and thrust at each other. As Ivan slid his cock inside me, I pushed up, meeting him. Our mouths met again, kissing, licking, as Ivan fucked me harder and harder. The thickness of him was stretching me wide as he rammed over and over again into my tight pussy.

Ivan's hands grabbed my hips, holding me still as his cock drilled in and out of me. He was grunting and telling me how tight I felt, how good my pussy felt around his cock. Slipping a hand between us, I nearly bolted off the bed as I felt his finger rubbing against my clit. I begged for him to fuck me harder. Ivan would pull his cock almost all the way out and then ram it back into me. I felt another orgasm building. I didn't hold back. Pushing up to meet him, I groaned and thrashed on the bed, letting my orgasm ride me.

Ivan pulled out and turned me over. Getting up on all fours, I looked over my shoulder and moaned as he leaned over and ran his tongue over my sensitive pussy lips. His tongue stroked me slowly. Then, guiding his cock into me, Ivan fucked me doggy style. The dog walker was getting walked but good. Ivan's hands grabbed my ass as he plugged me harder and harder. I moaned, pushing back against him. Reaching down underneath me, I stroked his swinging balls as they slapped against me. Another orgasm broke through me and then Ivan's fingers dug into my ass. He thrust hard into me and moaned. I smiled as I felt his cock erupt inside me, filling me with the warm flood of his cum.

Pulling out, Ivan laid on the bed, breathing heavily, his dripping cock throbbing. Leaning down, I took him in my mouth, sucking him clean. His cum and my juices tasted like a sweet blended malt to me. He moaned out an "Oh god" as my mouth tightened around him.

Resting in his arms, Ivan kissed my forehead. I never felt as relaxed as I did at that moment. As I drifted off to sleep, I heard Ivan ask me if I had more denim shorts like I wore that first day. I nodded and told him that I did. He wanted to see me in them again.

Ivan asked me the following morning when we were still in bed if I would consider moving in with him for the summer. I kissed him and asked him to convince me once again.