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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

Thanks to Fswd on SoFurry for commenting on another story, this is what that comment inspired in my mind. ;P

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A shoulder to cry on becomes a dick to ride on, or so the saying goes. Jerry Walsh would've done well to heed those words, but the old bulldog was too wrapped up in his own world to notice anything was amiss until it was too late. He had married Belinda straight out of high school, when they were both young, dumb and full of cum. After having a daughter and raising her right, when Jane left to start her own life, that's when things started to fall apart. Jerry let himself go, packing on the pounds while Belinda did everything she could to keep herself in shape, hoping to inspire her husband to join her.

However, it was of no use, without their daughter there to fill the silences, the gap between them continued to grow and soon his wife began to feel all alone in the world. Belinda was old school and did not like to share her woes with anyone, not even her friends, so she did what she thought was the best thing to do, she bottled it up inside and kept bottling it up until she couldn't anymore.

"Belinda, are you okay? You look tired, here, let me get you some coffee..." Goodwin Burke offered the much older Samoyed Husky mix breed, whom currently was sporting some rather dark rings around her eyes.

"Thanks Goody, you're such a sweetheart!" Belinda said with a smile before trying to muffle another yawn behind her hands. Goody was a relatively new hire at the company where she worked, she'd been training him for the last couple of months. Unlike the other useless sacks of shit, Goody actually listened to what she told him and showed a surprisingly sharp mind behind his easy-going smile and kind features. The young golden retriever had the patience of a saint, even when she was taking ages to explain a concept to him, he would sit and listen intently instead of rolling his eyes like the others did. He had quickly become her favorite in the group and the one she spent the most time with.

"It's after quitting time, shouldn't you be getting back to your husband? I'm pretty sure we're the last ones left here anyway and I don't want to keep you needlessly" Goody offered as he looked at his wristwatch. The sun was already beginning to set outside, but they were in no danger of being locked inside. There was a twenty-four-hour call-center on the floor below them so access in and out of their building wasn't a problem.

"Pfft, Jerry is probably already snoring up a storm by now" Belinda scoffed, perhaps a bit harsher than she meant to. Maybe it was the just lack of sleep, her husband had developed quite the mean snore in recent months, a snore which had been making sleep almost impossible for her. "Besides, you're much better company." She said, trying to sound cheery and cover up her growing resentment toward her husband.

"Thanks, I enjoy your company as well. As long as I won't be causing you any problems" Goody replied with genuine concern on his face as he stared at her with his deep soulful brown eyes.

"I wish you would..." Belinda caught herself suddenly mumbling beneath her breath, blushing as she realized what she'd said.

"Pardon?" He asked innocently, still smiling at her. God he was so cute, if only he were a few years older and she wasn't married. She'd ride him like a rollercoaster at the county fair!

"Oh, nothing. Sorry, I guess I am more tired than I originally thought. Maybe we should be getting home, sorry Goody" Belinda apologized as she quickly collected her things to make a hasty getaway before she made an ass of herself.

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The drive home was filled with guilt and embarrassment, how could she have thought that let alone said it out aloud to Goody? He was such a sweetheart, a young handsome sweetheart, but still she shouldn't have said anything of the sort. The more she tried not to think about the young handsome Golden Retriever, the more his warm friendly smile came to mind, the enticing scent of his cologne, how soft his coat was...no! "Stop this now, he's young enough to be your son for Godsake!" Belinda chastised herself.

As she unlocked her front door and let herself into her house, she was immediately met by Jerry's snoring. He'd fallen asleep in front of the television already, by the look of it he'd helped himself to both his dinner and hers as two dinner plates sat empty on the floor beside his lounger. Belinda sighed, scooping up the dishes and taking them to the kitchen, only to be met by even more dishes piled up and waiting to be washed waiting for her in the sink.

"Dammit, Jerry..." She growled softly, only to be snapped out of her growing anger by a message pinging on her phone. It was Goody checking to make sure she got home alright, he was such a good boy. Without thinking, Belinda raised her phone up high to take a selfie of herself and the dirty dishes behind her, replying back with the caption "Home safe and about to start my second job, cleaner!"

When Goody replied with a blushing emoji a moment later, at first, she was confused. It was only when she opened the picture she'd sent him did she notice she'd inadvertently sent him a rather generous cleavage shot, she must have undone a button or two on the drive home thanks to the busted AC in her car and the unseasonable heat lately.

<Glad you're home safe, I was beginning to worry> Goody replied soon after.

<I'm a big girl, I can look after myself. Besides, who'd want to do anything to my big fluffy white ass?> She responded.

"Oh, you're home. How about making some coffee, eh? Replay is about to start and I don't want to miss it" Jerry stumbled into the kitchen suddenly, yawning without covering his mouth and instead opting to scratch himself through his boxers.

"Sure" Belinda sighed as she stared at the bulldog, as if expecting him to actually ask about her day or why she was home late. But he didn't, instead he turned and left without a further word, soon blaring the television in the other room to watch his favorite sports channel.

<You're a total MILF, don't sell yourself short> she saw Goody had replied, her brow furrowed in confusion.

<What's a milf?> the fluffy white older mixed breed canine woman asked curiously.

<Nothing, just a term used to describe beautiful older women by young idiots like me. Anyway, bed time for this immature idiot, we have an early day tomorrow!> Goody signed off rather quickly after Belinda wished him a goodnight.

With Jerry once again snoring in front of the television, his coffee she'd made him getting cold, Belinda got ready for bed. She couldn't stop herself from thinking of Goody, he was the only one that bothered to check on her or even ask how she was doing. She felt practically invisible to Jerry lately, almost like they were just roommates instead of husband and wife. Grabbing her phone, she was tempted to message Goody again, just to have someone to talk to. With their message thread open, she began to type something but stopped herself, she didn't want to wake him. As she stared at the screen, one of his messages caught her eye and curiosity got the better of her.

<What is a milf?> Belinda typed into the search engine. "Oh my...Goody, you naughty boy!" she blushed as she read the definition. Could he really think she was a milf? He'd always been honest with her before, so why would he lie about this of all things?

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"Here, I got you your favorite. Double shot of caramel with whipped cream and a light sprinkling of cinnamon, right?" Goody greeted her outside their office the next morning, handing her a steaming cup of much needed coffee.

"Yes, but how did you know that?" She replied with a note of surprise, even after all these years Jerry didn't even remember it. Belinda blushed as she smiled at him though, gratefully accepting the coffee as she again hadn't gotten much sleep. For once not only because of her husband's snoring, but also because of some rather interesting dreams she had. Dreams which had featured Goody, dreams so good that she'd slept through her alarm and was nearly late for work. As a consequence of her oversleeping, she hadn't had a chance to relieve herself before having to rush to work. Just as luck would have it, the very subject of those intense dreams just happened to be the first person she spoke with. At least it was Friday, she'd have the weekend to clear her head and set her mind straight, if she could just get through the day.

"You ordered it a couple weeks ago, when you took us all out for coffee after the Nelson project. I guess it just sort of stuck in my mind" he replied with a smile and shrug of his shoulders before taking a sip of his own coffee-mocha with extra whipped cream, he liked it white and fluffy. She too remembered what he liked, though after their conversation last night, those words now brought a blush to her cheeks.

The day absolutely crawled, thankfully she and Goody weren't able to see each other very much during the course of it which allowed her to get her hormones back under control. Belinda was almost feeling normal, if not a little cheerier. At least until their boss came storming in just before quitting time with a metaphorical storm cloud over his head.

"Sorry to do this to you gang, but we've just had Nelson and Nelson change the scope of the project on us. They want it reworked by Monday; I need volunteers to see that it's done" the old bear grumbled as he held the hefty Nelson file above his head. A wave of grumbling spread through the office, no one was keen to give up their weekend on such short notice it seemed.

"I'll do it, I don't have any plans this weekend anyhow," Belinda offered, stepping forward and raising her hand.

"Thanks B, I knew I could count on you, but you can't do this alone. We need at least one more person going over this with you. Either someone volunteers, or I'll have to pick someone" the bear sighed, looking around at his staff whom were all trying to avoid eye contact and risk being selected.

"I'll do it, I don't have anything important going on I can't cancel. Besides, I've worked with Mrs. Walsh on the project before anyway, so it makes sense" Goody offered, stepping forward and raising his hand with a smile.

"Thank you, Goodwin, that's the kind of team spirit that will get you far in life. The rest of you juniors could learn a thing or two from your colleague" Grumbled their boss before handing Belinda the file and heading out the office.

There were rumblings in the staff as they all shot Goody dirty looks, Belinda thought she even heard someone suggest the only reason they offered to do it was so they could fuck at work. She didn't know if she should be angry or embarrassed by such an accusation.

"Are you sure you don't have anything better to do this weekend, Goody? I'm sure I can handle this on my own." She asked as they made their way out the building.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I could think of plenty of other worse ways to spend a weekend than with you" he smiled, again making her blush.

Goddammit, why did he have to be so kind and good looking, she thought while driving home. He could have any woman he wanted, hell she even saw how some of the other juniors looked at him from both sides of the gender gap. But he seemed focused on her, a plane old plump woman old enough to be his mother. Why did he have to be so good at listening too, she found it so damned easy to talk to him and he just sat there while she poured her heart out. This weekend was going to be tough.

Sure enough, when she got home and even before she stepped through the front door, she could hear Jerry snoring. It wasn't even dark out yet, she thought as she looked up into the twilight-stained sky. Just then her phone dinged with a message, even before she looked, she knew whom it was.

<Let me know when you get home, otherwise I'll worry all night?> Goody had messaged.

<Just got home now, not even inside yet> Belinda replied, finding she was smiling as she typed her response.

<Good, at least I can sleep easy tonight. Hey, do you think we can dress casually tomorrow as it's not technically a work day? I'd love not to have to work in long pants and a button up shirt in this heat> he asked hopefully, knowing their office AC was on the fritz and only due to be looked at on Monday.

<Sure, I don't see why not. Sounds like a good idea to me and it is just going to be just us there tomorrow anyway> "Just us..." Belinda mumbled to herself after sending the message. "No, stop it. You're married and he is half your age, NOTHING is going to happen!" she chastised herself again.

<Great, see you bright and early. I'll bring the coffee; you can bring the treats!> "Oh I'll bring the treats alright" Belinda giggled to herself as she hunched her shoulders and upper arms forward to create an enticing valley in her cleavage. "Woman, STAHP!" she just as quickly chided herself for even thinking such things. Almost with a guilty conscience, Belinda slowly turned around as if expecting to see her neighbors all staring at her disapprovingly from their windows, but no one else was in sight thankfully.

With a sigh she entered her house, as seemed to be the norm these days, Jerry slept in his lounger with dirty plates strewn about him. Oddly this time Belinda smiled as she collected them and headed to the kitchen to wash up before getting ready for bed, a spring in her step and a happy sway to her curled and fluffy tail.

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The next morning Belinda was awake earlier than she needed to be, while Jerry lay snoring in their bed. As quietly as possible, she rifled through her closet to find something casual and comfortable to wear. She didn't want to look like she was trying too hard or to be too suggestive, but she also didn't want to sweat her behind off either. Finally, she settled on a light blue sundress with large golden sunflowers on it, a nice cheery comfortable dress. It was a little loose, but not too loose, the material was thin and breathed well. She had originally bought it intending to wear it during a vacation years ago, but she'd never gotten a chance to. Their plans to go to the beach fell through when Jerry got a bad case of gout, instead of getting to relax beside the ocean, she spent her leave tending to his every need while he did nothing but complain and moan.

Just as he'd promised, Goody was waiting outside their office with fresh coffee for her. He was dressed casually, a simple red tee with a yellow lightning bolt on it and some khaki shorts with sandals. Belinda had stopped to buy a selection of breakfast bagels as they had gotten to the office so early, she was sure he hadn't eaten yet and she didn't want to fill him with sugar and risk him crashing out on her during the day.

They were in their shared office, all alone with soft smooth jazz playing on the radio as they worked their way through the Nelson file. Belinda frowned as she scanned the pages, trying to find some way they could accommodate their clients changes without affecting the budget, while Goody ran the numbers again to make sure they hadn't missed anything.

"Wait...wait...what's this!?" Goody suddenly stood up from his chair, gripping a sheet of paper while his eyes darted left and right reading through it. "We must've missed this somewhere, double billed for it in our calculations somehow..." he grinned as he held out the sheet to Belinda, showing there was a line item which had been counted twice but was only meant to be billed once.

"Ugh, dammit Janet" Belinda growled softly, one of the other juniors she'd been mentoring had worked on that specific section.

"Don't be too hard on her, after all it gives us wiggle room to work with now, right?" Goody grinned.

"Ugh, fine. But just because you told me not to. That only helps a little though, we still need more" Belinda groaned as she stood up and stretched, pacing around their office to stretch her legs. Suddenly she felt eyes on her, looking at the window beside her, Goody's reflection was staring at her with a curious look on his face. "You okay, Goody?" She turned around to ask him with some concern.

"Me? Uh, yeah. I'm...good...it's just that..." He stammered as he seemed to be forcing himself to maintain eye contact.

"Just what?" Belinda asked curiously, raising an eyebrow at his odd behavior.

"I don't mean to be a typical male here, but uh...do you know how revealing that dress is with the light behind you like that?" Goodwin swallowed hard, losing the battle and his gaze dropping to the rather obvious outline of Belinda's figure the dress highlighted. With how thin the material was and how the light was positioned, she may as well have been standing nude before him.

"Ohmygodiamsosorry!" The mature woman yelped and quickly darted away from the window. Her cheeks flushed with color as she looked embarrassedly at the young canine, their eyes meeting and after a tense moment of silence, they both burst into laughter.

"For what it's worth, you have a fantastic figure and have nothing to be ashamed of" Goody offered up honestly, wiping a tear of laughter from his eyes.

"Yeah, total MILF material huh. I looked that up by the way, so thanks" She teased with a soft pant, trying to catch her breath.

"Shit, sorry...I uh...didn't mean to imply that..." The Golden Retriever suddenly looked like a deer in headlights as he stared at her.

"Oh, don't worry, no harm, no fowl. I appreciate the confidence boost, lord knows I don't get it at home" Belinda replied, perhaps with a bit too much of a harsh tone to her words than she'd intended.

"I'm genuinely sorry to hear that, you're a beautiful woman and any man would be lucky to have you" He pressed on, standing up and crossing the space between them to grasp her hands in his with a firm but gentle squeeze.

Oh, how she wanted to kiss him just then, his lips looked so soft and inviting. She could smell his cologne; even feel his body warmth he was so close. But she couldn't, how could she ever do that to Jerry after all these years. Belinda stood staring up into his deep pools of umber, she saw genuine concern and care for her in them. Her heart ached, she knew what she wanted, what she needed, but she could never have it. At least not like this, that wasn't who she was, was it?

The rest of the day suddenly seemed to be in a hurry to pass, the hours flew by and before they knew it, the sun had already set and the stars were beginning to dot the night sky. Reluctantly they called it a night and headed for home. For once she was not met by the sound of Jerry's snoring, instead she was met by the sound of men shouting. When she crossed the threshold into her house, she was met by the sight of Jerry and a few men she recognized from his work shouting and swearing at whatever sport they were currently watching, it seemed like their team was losing. Her eyes however were on the mess they'd created on her floor. Dirty dishes, spilled drinks and even half eaten food were trod into her carpet. Jerry turned and caught her eye, but didn't say anything. Instead, the old fat bulldog just smiled apologetically and shrugged his shoulders before turning back to watch the game.

Even after the game ended and his guests had left, Jerry didn't say a word to her and instead opted to go straight to bed, perhaps fearing an argument he really wasn't interested in having with her. He'd drunk enough beer that he passed out instantly, his snoring almost loud enough to rattle their bedroom windows. As sleep was not likely to come on soon, Belinda sighed and got out her cleaning supplies to try save her carpet at least. Hopefully some hard manual work would help her fall asleep despite the roaring noise of her husbands snoring, though she did honestly think she'd have better luck trying to sleep in an active sawmill.

<Can't sleep, but hope this doesn't wake you. I'm really sorry for what I said earlier, you're not a MILF; you're a beautiful woman whom I admire and respect. But you're also a friend and I would never do anything to hurt you, I just hope you could forgive me for my uncouth behavior today> Belinda read the message as she sat in Jerry's lounger after having finished cleaning, unfortunately still wide awake as sleep eluded her. In an effort to numb her mind, she'd done something she very rarely did; sit in the dark and idly sip on her second glass of Jerry's favorite scotch. Already she was feeling happier and more relaxed, perhaps bordering on tipsy even.

<I'm not upset and there is nothing to forgive. I actually want to thank you for saying those things, I was starting to feel like I wasn't even a woman, but rather a hideous beast undeserving of attention let alone love> She replied back, her emotions starting to boil over.

<Nothing could be further from the truth; you deserve all those things and more. Hell, if I was a few years older I'd try steal you away from your husband> Goody joked, trying to cheer her up.

<I'd let you, even if you weren't older> Belinda replied without thinking. "Oh shit...oh shit! Did I just say that?" her heart began beating a thousand miles a minute in her chest as suddenly Goody stopped responding. She'd crossed a line that shouldn't have been crossed. <I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I've been drinking, which I don't normally do. Things at home have just been tense is all, I shouldn't be projecting this all onto you, I'm sorry> she frantically typed out, hoping to try salvage the situation.

"Fuck..." She sat upright in her seat and stared hard at her phone when there was no response, her message had been delivered and sat on read for a long while. Suddenly a picture of Goody appeared in the next message, he was shirtless and in nothing but a towel that was almost too low down about his waist. His coat very clearly wet from a shower by the look of it and revealed more of him than Belinda ever thought she had any right to see. The pose he'd struck was very reminiscent of her unintentional cleavage shot, she knew he was just teasing her and trying to lighten the mood, wasn't he?

<Sorry, had to grab a quick shower. I'm always here for you, you know that, right? Whatever you need, these big ears aren't just decorations and I have broad shoulders too> the handsome Golden replied. God he was built like a damned underwear model. She'd never really gotten to see just how well built he was under his stuffy business attire. Even his tee-shirt and khakis had been rather baggy to hide that fact. But also...that bulge under his towel.

Belinda whimpered to herself, gasping as she suddenly felt her fingers between her thighs. When the hell had she started touching herself? Quickly she snapped her hand back, surprised by just how damp her fingers were. "Goddammit Goody..." She huffed softly, unable to stop staring at that damned selfie of his.

<Before I say anything else to get myself in trouble, goodnight and sweet dreams, Goody> she sent back.

<They're only sweet when you're in them. Goodnight and see you tomorrow!> Came the unexpected reply.

"Goddammit Goody!" she growled softly, though her growl quickly died down and soon her tail began to wag when she stretched out on the lounger, soon drifting off into a peaceful slumber.

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Belinda awoke the following morning hoping the previous night's events were just a bad dream, but sure enough when she opened the message thread with Goody, it wasn't. The image of him in nothing but a towel was there still, like a siren's song calling out for her to abandon all reason and let go. It was earlier than she'd planned on waking, Jerry could be heard snoring from the bedroom still and clearly hadn't noticed she'd not come to bed last night. After popping a couple Advil for the dull throb behind her left eye, Belinda thought it'd be a good idea to have a hot steaming shower and begin preparing for the day.

As she stood nude before the full-length mirror in her bathroom while waiting for the water to get to temperature, she gave herself a long look over. She really didn't see anything that would attract any guy, let alone someone as young and handsome as Goody. She was old enough to be his mother, her breasts weren't perky like the other young ladies that had the hots for him. She had a wide ass and wide hips, a little bit of a tummy she just never could quite get rid of after having given birth to her daughter all those years ago. With being a mixed breed between a Samoyed and a Husky, she was naturally fluffy which only made her seem plumper than she really was. She supposed in a classical sense, her soft white fur with her blue eyes could be attractive, if she weren't always wearing glasses perhaps.

With her head feeling less achy and more alert after the Advil and a hot shower, Belinda was feeling much better and more focused. She didn't want to send the wrong signals to Goody, she needed to make sure it was clear she was not trying to flirt or entice him in any way today. Looking through her clothing, she opted for a pair of grey sweatpants and a baggy red jumper over a white sleeveless tee. Giving herself one last look over and satisfied with the unflattering look, she headed off to get them breakfast before meeting Goody at the office and hopefully find their miracle to save the account.

"Looking good, boss lady!" Goody greeted her with his usual charming smile, once more having her coffee in hand.

"Now I know you're just being kind, these are not flattering at all" Belinda chided him, rolling her eyes but unable to stop herself from smiling all the same, or from stopping the slight wag he always seemed to put in her tail.

"Nah, you could dress in a rubbish bag and still look good" the young Golden persisted. "Aren't you going to be rather hot in that getup though?" he asked with a hint concern, knowing how thick her natural fur coat was and the lack of a working AC in their offices.

"I'll be fine; besides, I don't think we'll be here all day thanks to your find yesterday. We just need to find a little more wiggle room to cover the extra expenses and we're done for the day" she replied, taking a sip of her coffee and giving a pleased little sound at the sweet taste.

"You're really cute when you do that" Goody noted with a smile, partially hidden behind his own cup.

"I...uh...let's head in and get started, shall we? The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can go home and enjoy what's left of our weekend." The older woman replied while she fought back a blush and having to consciously stop her tail from wagging so hard it might fall off.

Thankfully the work proved to be a good distraction from the previous night's events, Goody seemed to pick up on the fact Belinda didn't want to discuss the matter and would rather just pretend like it never happened. As the hours wore on and no headway was being made, Belinda started to become uncomfortably warm in her sweater. Eventually she would remove it, folding it and setting it aside before returning to her seat where she noticed Goody was trying very hard not to stare at her. Thinking it was simply to do with the events of the previous night, Belinda tried to ignore him as best she could, unaware that she'd almost soaked through her white top which was now transparent in places while clinging to her bust and making her appear topless.

Goody was a good boy, he soldiered on despite the immense distraction sitting before him. The way Belinda sat idly chewing at the end of her pen, and despite her long hair being done up in a bun, it was a little disheveled after lots of head scratching. With the combination of her hair and her glasses, it unfortunately gave her that naughty librarian look which had most men drooling, all of which Goody found was extremely hard to pretend he didn't notice. He hated that she'd been so beaten down that she didn't know how amazing and beautiful she really was, he hated how she seemed to be ignored and shown no love at home either, because she truly did deserve to be loved.

"Wait...I think I have it...look! Here, here and here!" Goody got up from his seat and rushed over to sit beside Belinda.

"What? They're three separate line items...how does that help?" Belinda frowned in confusion at what Goody was showing her.

"Yes, separately they make no sense. But they're different items from the same manufacturer and supplier. We're buying them from three different branches as three separate purchases. If we redirect all three purchases to one branch, we can cut down on delivery fees and it will push the purchasing volume up to entitle us to buying discounts on top of that!" Goody patiently exclaimed with a growing grin and a wagging tail.

"Goody, you're a genius!" Belinda leapt from her seat to embrace him in a tight hug. God, he felt so good against her, he smelled great as well. His lips were softer than she expected, his tongue longer too as it danced with hers. When had they started kissing and why were his hands starting to wander along her body so brazenly? Belinda pressed into the kiss before her dream ended and she awoke to a snoring Jerry beside her, only it wasn't a dream this time.

Belinda whimpered needfully into the unexpected kiss; he was a damned good kisser! She hadn't been kissed in forever and even then, never like this. Sadly, she realized she hadn't been held in forever either, she'd so missed being held, her heart ached for that feeling of closeness and intimacy which had been sorely lacking in recent years. She definitely hadn't had anyone touch her like Goody was doing right now either, nor had she felt someone be so interested in her since before her daughter was conceived. But now she felt Goody's stiffness through his khakis as it pressed invitingly against her through their clothing, rubbing against her hip and lower belly. She knew it was wrong, but if felt so right.

Belinda panted heatedly after the kiss broke, watching with growing interest as Goody stripped out of his shirt and undid his pants to expose his plump sheath, the mature canine unable to hold back the hungry lick across her lips at the sight. "I've wanted you since I first saw you, Belinda" Goody admitted with a note of embarrassment. It was all she needed to hear, the final straw to break the camel's back. She wanted him just as much if not more, so it didn't take much convincing for her to turn about and bend over their desk for Goody. Belinda undid the drawstring to her own sweatpants and pushed them down about her thighs with a wiggle of her wide hips, her thumbs hooking into her underwear to drag them down soon after as she offered herself to him. Soon her plush snow-white cheeks would be bared and on display while she leaned against their desk, scattering her papers about before her.

Goodwin growled a little lusty sound to himself while he watched the sexy older Samoyed mix willingly, if not eagerly, bend over to show off her plush behind. He'd imagined it so many times before, but now that it was really happening, he realized the real thing far outdid even his vivid imagination. He couldn't help but wag his tail in excitement as her sweatpants and underwear were pulled down to her thighs, exposing her bare white furred behind and thighs, with her inviting soft pink pussy on display. He slowly walked behind her as she bent over their table, reaching out to lightly caress her behind. Even giving it a squeeze and being delighted when she didn't pull back or recoil from his touch. Feeling bolder, Goody grasped a plush cheek in each hand before he spread her to his curious and hungry gaze. The young Golden stepped in closer behind her, letting her feel his plump sheath between her cheeks just as his tapered red tip began to poke free. With his hands on her behind, Goody stirred his hips as his sheath started to be ground against her from behind, his hot flesh lightly prodding between her pouting folds with obvious intention. He stirred and ground his hips against her, teasing at her as more of his thick length pushed out of its softly fuzzed container, until a good half of it rested out from his sheath and between her cheeks. Goody's hips pulled back so he could line himself up; just as he'd fantasized of doing so many times before, he slowly began to push into Belinda's hot welcoming depths.

Belinda blushed and bit down at the web of flesh between thumb and forefinger a little in an attempt to stop herself from making unladylike sounds under Goody's gentle touch. She'd not been touched intimately for over a year at least, so when Goody groped and spread her cheeks, he exposed the mature woman from tail hole to cunt, the last person to see either was during her last gynae visit she realized. Her light pink flesh on display, already feeling heated and a little slick with excitement when he began teasing and poking between her slightly pouting folds. Considering her age and having had a kid already, the Samoyed Husky mix was still surprisingly snug, when he lined himself up with her womanhood and began to sink himself slowly into the mature canine before him. Belinda huffed and shifted her weight from foot to foot while she pressed back against him a little, encouraging him to continue. It'd been so long since she'd been with anyone, she had almost forgotten how amazing it felt. The firm throb and pulse of a strong heart pumping life giving blood through his manhood, a member which filled her so perfectly too. Goody was big, but not too big, just enough to stretch her out to the point of almost being painful, but not quite. She couldn't quite describe it, but it felt fucking fantastic!

Goodwin couldn't help but let out a light huff at the amazing feel of her gripping and clenching down around him, though that could also have been from his own size as he knew he was a little above average in that department. If he didn't already know it for a fact, he would never imagine she'd had a kid. He kept pushing his way deeper into her with a messy slick sound, reaching down to grab onto her wide white hips and letting her feel his wonderfully thick shaft stretching her out. The urge to just rut her fast and hard was immense, but he didn't want to use her for his own pleasure, he wanted to make sure she enjoyed this as much if not more than he did. Steadily and gently, the young Golden pushed himself balls deep inside her, until he finally grew to his full size within her. After letting them both adjust to him finally being fully inside her, Goody began to withdraw a little before bucking back and forward into her. Soon he was setting a firm pace of thrusting into her depths bareback, the silent office quickly filling with soft lewd squelching sounds, while he humped straight into the married canine.

Belinda braced herself against the table, already starting to huff and pant a little as he began fucking her steadily. Goody was already reaching deeper than Jerry ever did, touching spots inside her which had never been touched before. He was damn near making her stir her hips in an almost grinding motion back against his thrusts, while the young Golden worked himself in and out of her tight, clenching and heated depths; her cheek was pressed to their desk as she groaned and whimpered his name in heated passion. Her plush behind jiggled under the impact of his hips, while her white, curled and fluffy tail raised with a continuous flick from side to side as she let him continue unimpeded.

Goodwin panted lightly as he picked up his pace, soon angling his cock just right to press down inside her. Belinda soon felt the throbbing veins lining his length start to graze and rub along her G-spot with every other thrust. Jerry had never bothered to try pleasure her like this, but Goody seemed to know what he was doing as he boosted her pleasure much higher than she ever thought possible. As he leaned over her, his broad firm chest pressed against her back comfortingly. He soon moved his hands up along her underside, up under her shirt to run across her belly while his nails teased through her thick white fur until his large hands cupped her full swaying breasts below. His strong fingers squeezed and fondled over them, only now noticing she had a bra on.

Belinda squeaked and squirmed beneath Goody as he thrust into her, the young stud displaying his skill and stamina as he ground his thickness against her G-spot almost mercilessly. It wouldn't take too much of that treatment to make the mature canine cum hard beneath him either, she never really was that good at having her G-spot manipulated and rubbed. Her nails scratched along the surface of the table when she began to growl and shudder through her climax, even though Goody simply kept on fucking her, keeping her cumming beneath himself. Her inner muscles clenched and squeezed for all they were worth, making her seem tighter and more slick than before.

Goodwin had barely started fucking Belinda and fondling over her covered breasts before his eagerness to feel them completely got the better of him. An eager hand reluctantly released her bust to instead reach behind and pop the clip on her bra open from the back, letting him properly cup her bare mounds and toy with her nipples a moment later. Suddenly Belinda was cumming hard around his cock, he could feel her walls squeezing and clenching tightly around him, almost greedily so. Goody wouldn't be deterred however, all he wanted was to pleasure her, so he kept on thrusting as he worked through her climax, every other thrust grinding along her G-spot. He leaned in closer over her while his hips bucked and ground against her plush behind, his thrusts getting faster and deeper, making even louder squelching sounds as his thick knot slapped at her bare stretched pussy with lewd wet plaps.

Belinda mewled and panted, she just kept cumming and couldn't seem to stop, Goody just continued fucking her and grinding against her G-spot. She lay almost limp against the table as her legs finally gave out, unable to even stand and trapping his hands under her breasts while he groped at her bare mounds. She was completely at his mercy, almost mumbling incoherently when she suddenly realized this was probably a great mistake to make. Almost feeling drunk from being made to cum so much by the eager young Golden, pounding her nice and hard from behind.

Goodwin growled on out loud at the near overwhelming pleasure of the moment, only briefly pausing to make sure she was still alright when she suddenly went limp in his grasp. Realizing he'd merely put her into a sort of cum coma, the thought of which made him smirk proudly for having brought Belinda so much pleasure she deserved. He barely managed to pull his hands away from her breasts however, wanting to let her fully lay on the table so she could be as comfortable as possible beneath him. His hands relocated to instead grab about her wide hips, showing his upper body strength as he easily lifted her lower half up higher. High enough her feet were just a couple inches off the floor, now with the best angle possible, he began to thrust straight into her, deeper than before. He used her body like his own personal toy, all the while slowly growing closer to his climax. He didn't have to worry about her not enjoying herself though, as out of it as she was, Belinda was still whimpering his name and begging him not to stop.

She wasn't exactly fully conscious by the time her feet left the floor, all she was aware of was that nice thick cock hammering her married and poorly neglected pussy. Even the table she was leaning against wasn't a consideration as she sent papers scattering to the winds, her moans becoming almost hoarse as he lifted her hips and began hammering her cunt even harder still, goddamn she loved that. She never would've thought someone as sweet and as gentle as Goody would be able to fuck her that hard or fast. She lost count of the number of times he made her climax, her snug pink pussylips wrapped tight around the base of his cock and never wanted to let go.

Goodwin let out a heated huff, raising his muzzle to the sky and closed his eyes as he panted heavily; he could feel his climax growing closer and closer with every thrust. Without warning, he gripped about Belinda's hips a little too tight and suddenly rammed himself balls deep inside her. In the moment he let his judgement lapse and instinct take over, he'd accidentally let his fat knot push inside her with a wet squelch as it locked itself in place. He reached even deeper again than her husband ever could, having been caught up in the heat of the moment at the start, they'd forgotten to use protection too. Belinda would begin to feel rope after thick rope of Goody's hot cum start to fill her pussy to the brim while he painted her tight, pink squeezing walls an ivory white. All while he slowly rubbed along her hips to sooth the spots where he'd been gripping her so roughly.

Belinda heard those lewd wet sounds, but with her mind a soggy mess of pleasure, she didn't quite realize they were coming from her well fucked cunt. The first coherent words she managed to say in a while where "Ow, fuck!" when his thick knot suddenly rammed home inside her, making her clench and squirm against it while he filled her with rich, thick and hot seed. She felt him cum deep inside her, suddenly snapping back to reality. There was a brief moment of panic before she remembered she couldn't have any more kids, the Samoyed Husky mix relaxed and just lay down to enjoy the feeling of being cum inside again while being filled with nice thick cock.

"I hate to ask, but is this just a one-time thing?" Goodwin asked hopefully as he leaned over to nuzzle against the side of her neck and give her cheek a tender kiss.

"God, I hope not, I need more of that in my life." Belinda replied honestly, smiling wide at the loving attention after being fucked into a nice warm melty mess. They had all afternoon too and nothing else to spend it on, she could almost certainly happily lay right like this for the next couple of hours.