I pulled away from the door, still transfixed by the night sky, massaging my hand absentmindedly. Benny (my dog) stood stock-still next to me, staring out as well. Could he see something that I couldn't?
I can't believe what happened next, or that I'm telling you all about it. Never mind the anonymity of the internet...it's just not like me to share this for everyone to see. Or at least it wasn't.
A lot has changed since then. (ha ha, I'm so fucking funny!)
I finally managed to quit staring at the sky and headed to the kitchen, Benny following closely behind me. I double-checked the locks on the back door, feeling a bit paranoid. I was really edgy. Between the encounter with the man in the parking lot, and now these flowers, I was rather worried that the two events were related.
Going into the liqour cabinet, I mixed myself a vodka and tonic, quite strong. I'm not an alcoholic; I just needed something to calm my nerves. I headed back into the living room, turning on the tv and sitting down on the couch.
I really wasn't paying attention to what I'd turned on-it was really more for a distraction, to get myself calmed down. I finally realized it was "The Howling". I couldn't figure out why I didn't change the channel. I didn't like horror films, and especially not monster movies. I'm a romance movie type of girl. But soon I found myself rather into the movie.
Well, one vodka and tonic turned into two, and then three.
I was pretty far gone by this point, not being much of a drinker. I'd gotten deeply involved in the movie, and almost cursed myself for not having seen it earlier. There was a good romantic subplot, much to my surprise. Of course, little did the woman know that her husband had been bitten by a werewolf.
Then came a series of life changing events. There's a scene in the movie where the new werewolf man has sex with the sultry werewolf woman. They start out tenderly, but change as they fuck, and the sex gets really raw and animalistic. Watching that, I thought about how much I missed Tommy, my ex-husband, and how long it had been since I had been with a man.
It was probably the alcohol intensifying my arousal, but almost without realizing it, I'd pulled my nightgown open and slid my hand down the front of my panties, letting my fingers play down there. I'd completely forgotten about the movie a minute later. My eyes were closed as I continued, replaying the sex scene over and over in my mind.
Suddenly, Benny was at my feet, his snout sniffing at the wet spot on my panties. I gasped in shock;he'd never done THAT before! I pushed him away, with a soft, "Benny, no!" and quickly went back to the business at hand, so to speak. I realized I was RAVENOUSLY horny, indescribably so.
And then....