"Kath, here's some of that dog in heat scent the vet gave me. Could you put some on this towel? We want to make sure that Champ is in the mood before I introduce him to Muffy," Graham said handing her a small medicine bottle and a dish towel.
Champ wandered around the Taylor kitchen sniffing all the new scents. He could make out the smell of a female already, and a scent picture was forming in his mind.
"Oh, this stopper is too tight. Can you help me, Graham?"
"Sure. Oops!" The lid comes off but a dollop of scent splashes on both young people.
A part of Champ's brain lights up, his organ swells. He is so horny. Even Jonathan is horny. What is in that pheromone stuff?
Champ tries to hump their legs, as they lead him down the hall to Graham's bedroom. Muffy is panting in heat on Graham's cool tile bathroom floor. She smells Champ and her master before she sees them and comes out to greet them. Champ pulls at his lead, Graham releases him.
Kathy says, as she watches the two dogs circle each other and sniff butt, "Watching them mate is making me horny? Wanna do it?" She nods toward the bed.
Graham strips and falls back on his mattress inviting her. "Let's do it doggy style, so you can watch them."
As Muffy is mounted by Champ, Kathy is mounted by Graham. The knot forms and binds Champ to Muffy for nearly a half hour. Graham is out of Kathy and semi-flaccid in about 10 minutes.
"Somebody hasn't been taking his vitamins!" Kathy accuses. Graham starts to snore.
"Huh, whu?" Kathy is shaking Graham awake.
"You said to let you know when the two dogs separated, well they separated."
Graham gets up naked, and walks over to Muffy. He puts her back in the bathroom, and closes the door.
"Vet said to allow at least 7 hours between matings to make sure his shooting a full load of sperm." He pets Champs head, "Good boy!" Then, he climbs back in bed with Kathy. They embrace and fall asleep.
Champ is still horny. The scent of a female in heat pervades the room. He wanders over toward the bathroom door, but Graham has fastened the bolt at the top of the door. He turns toward the reclining couple. Well, really any butt would do, he thinks and advances toward the sleepers.