Something about him just set my blood singing. His stocky build, lightly muscled, combined with his short dusky blonde hair and piercing blue eyes did... unspeakable things to my crotch...I just wished he would actually DO those unspeakable things to me. Like all the men I find myself attracted to, Andy was completely unattainable. Married. With kids. That didn’t stop me from fantasising about him every available moment of the day. And night. At this particular moment, hands still roving my body,. Tom was a real nice guy and he and I kind of became friends and we would normally meet up in the park on Sundays and spend time together. He was a true gentleman and very down to earth. I like him too since he was like a father figure I never had. As the weeks went by Tom and I became good friends and on one of our regular Sunday afternoon meets Tom asked me for my phone number and I gave it to him and he did the same as well. One afternoon as I was cooking some dinner my phone rang and it was. Good dog……now get the rest of your clothes. Brandon obeyed and got his socks and boxers and dropped them on top of his other clothes. Brandon was like in a trance like state and his cock rock hard. Stick out your tongue and pant like a dog, Millie ordered Brandon. Brandon stuck out his tongue and started panting like a dog. Millie put the end of her whip under Brandon´s chin to lift his head up. Hmmm, that is a good tongue. She pulled the leash and made Brandon crawl towards her. Millie sat. They paced and panted in the dryness.Inside it was darker, glass windows opening onto theclouded leopard, the panther, the jaguar, the cerval andthe hyena. “He always looks so huge to me,” I said,nodding to the latter. It lay, shaped more or less likea dog but half again as big as a German Sheppard, itsawkward muzzle resting on the artificial earth of itsexhibit. I grinned to myself, unable to help it, andsuggested we hit the water fountains in their littlealcove.I checked my watch.