Unknown - Mother_s animal lover

I wonder… I just wonder, Stella thought, hiding a smile. Jackie was naked, there was no question about that. And Kaiser had been lying across her bare, firmly rounded ass-cheeks, with a satisfied expression on his dog-face. The bedclothes were rumpled, and the air was heady, as if… as if something was going on in here! Look at the way Jackie's clothes are strewn all over the floor! It was totally unlike anything Stella's prim and proper daughter had ever done before.

The black-haired woman looked inquiringly into her blonde daughter's embarrassed face. She said nothing, and it was Jackie who finally spoke.

"I… I guess I fell asleep watching TV, Mother," she explained illogically, "Kaiser was just… just resting with me, I guess… Oh, Mother, I don't know what to say!"

"You don't have to say anything, dear," the older woman said kindly. "In fact, I'm actually pleased…" She didn't say or hint what she was pleased about, or even whether she knew what Jackie had done a few hours ago, but she sat down on the girl's bed, a speculative expression on her sly, almost conniving features. "You see, I had something planned for tomorrow, and I was wondering…" The mother paused and looked around the strewn little living room. "If you would be able to help me…"

Jackie looked suspiciously into her mother's deliberately blank face. Self-consciously, she wrapped her shiny pink quilt around her naked young body, sitting up straight to hear what Stella had to say. "Help you?" she inquired finally. "How, Mother?"

"Well, do you remember what I told you about paying for Kaiser on time – once a week?" The blonde girl nodded. "The first payment is tomorrow, but I'll be at work. So, could you cash my paycheck for me at the bank, and then pay Matt when he comes over?"

"Matt?" Jackie repeated. In her mind, she already sensed that this was going to be another one of her mother's little "Meet-a-man" schemes. But this time it will be different, the teenager thought smugly. Let Mother introduce me to whoever she wants to… I've got Kaiser, now!

"Matt Fields is the dog breeder I told you about, honey," the older woman replied dreamily, her pleasantly filled vagina palpitating at the recent encounter with Matt in the lounge of the Double-X Theater.

"Oh, yeah," Jackie said expressionlessly. "Okay, I'll pay him… but… but I won't try to look like the Queen of Sheba for him…"

"Jackie! Have I ever…?" Stella exclaimed with exaggerated innocence. But her expression softened when she belatedly caught the tone of indifference in her daughter's voice. Something really has happened here tonight! the mother told herself. And it just might be… Good Lord, my own little Jacqueline!

"Oh, fuck, man, will you just come on!" Matt Fields shouted to his roommate, Greg. "I can guarantee this broad's daughter is not going to be a dog. Christ, if you only saw the way Stella was built, you wouldn't even be arguing!"

Tall, blond-haired Greg Sullivan emerged from his bedroom in an embroidered western-style shirt and dark brown brushed denim pants. "Look, Matt, I'm not trying to screw anything up for you, but why should I give up a date that's a sure thing, for some half-assed chance to make a chick you haven't even seen yet?"

"Jesus, man, man, I'm telling you, this chick's mother is fucking built. Tits like watermelons, man, and the firmest little ass…" Matt made an obscene shape in the air with his fingers, and Greg smiled indulgently.

"Yeah, okay, I believe you… But hell, I thought all you had to do was go over there and pick up the money…"

Matt reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He reached into the money section and pulled out a folded over envelope. "That's what I thought, too, Greg," he said, opening the envelope. "But just as I was leaving last night, Mrs. Burnside gave me these." He held out three tickets to the Double-X Theater, specially stamped and dated for this evening's premiere showing of a new film from Argentina, that promised to be the hottest attraction since "Deep Throat".

Greg reached over and took the tickets, nodding to himself. "Three tickets, huhh? You're right, it does look like she was expecting you to bring somebody along for her daughter… And this lady works at that theater? Shit, some guys have all the luck!" He handed the tickets back to his friend, speculating aloud, "Well, at least it means that the daughter is eighteen, so we couldn't get sent up for statutory…"

"Then you'll come?" Matt interpreted his roommate's change of attitude excitedly. "I swear to God, Greg, if the daughter's a dog, I'll let you have a go at old Stella, and I promise you won't be sorry!"

Greg got up and smiled. "I guess that's all a guy could ask for, Matt," he said. He flicked on the TV to watch the end of an old movie while the young dog breeder got ready for what was likely to turn into the most exciting evening either of them had ever spent. It was just getting dark on the late summer's evening when the friend's climbed into Matt's Mustang and headed toward the outskirts of town where the Burnside's apartment was supposed to be.

"I swear, Greg, this chick has got to be good!" was the last thing Matt said to his companion as they mounted the stairs that led to Mrs. Stella Burnside's door.

But Matt Fields wasn't quite prepared for the shock of seeing Stella Burnside's daughter for the first time. When the apartment door slowly opened a few seconds after he had confidently rung the buzzer, both the curly, dark-haired dog breeder and his blond friend and roommate inhaled sharply, exchanging meaningful glances.

Holy shit! Greg's look said to Matt. Is this girl real?

Matt's expression said wordlessly, Oh, Christ, I didn't know she'd be this fantastic!

Jackie noticed their silent, subtle eye-contact, and interrupted them sweetly, "Can I help you? Are you Mother's dog breeder?"

"I… um, yes, I am," Matt stammered. Christ! And I thought her old lady was something else! The pretty blonde eighteen year old was wearing a thin, short dress, made out of some kind of slinky fabric like jersey, and it seemed to cling precariously to her voluptuous young curves. The neckline was modest, but the buttons seemed to have casually loosened themselves, so both Greg and Matt could clearly see the huge, tanned mounds of her firm, young breasts protruding above the top of her lacy brassiere. Her legs were long and gorgeously golden, and it was obvious that she wore no stockings at all. If it hadn't been for Kaiser's eagerly joyful presence at the young girl's slender ankles and calves, Matt vowed seriously that he would have raped her on the spot. God! No wonder they needed a guard dog!

Kaiser's tail was wagging happily at the sight and scent of his former master, but he instinctively growled at Greg's presence. Greg, the dog remembered from his life at the breeder's, was the boyfriend of the first female human he had ever licked to orgasm, and Kaiser still felt a reserve of uneasy anxiety whenever he encountered his ex-master's roommate.

"Well, come on in," Jackie invited them finally, when she was able to get their attention. Their open-mouthed gaping was something she had gotten used to in the years since she had turned thirteen, and she knew that the only way to deal with it was to wait until they had their senses. Besides, she felt safe and secure with Kaiser right at her side, even though she knew that the dog must still feel some loyalty to his old master.

"Thanks," both Greg and Matt mumbled in response to the gorgeous teenager's invitation. They followed her trance-like into the small apartment, sitting down on the day-bed which had only yesterday been the site of Jackie Burnside's deflowering.

"Mother left the money," the girl explained, going into the bedroom for the cash she'd gotten at the bank after school. When she returned, she held out the two crisp bills, a $5 and a $20, in the direction of the two young men, and suddenly she laughed. "Oh, my," she giggled. "I don't even know which one of you is Matt Fields!" Her turquoise blue eyes sparkled gleefully as she sat down in a rocking chair across from the day-bed. "I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself… I'm Jacqueline, Stella's daughter… Jackie, for short…"