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She had a pretty face beneath the extra fat, curly dark hair cut shot and big brown eyes that use to twinkle, though of late had taken on a duller lustre as things had got tighter and tighter. Martin knew that she put out for others in the past and had suspected it had been for money though had never questioned he on it. “What did he want?” Martin asked and then went on slyly, “and how much did he offer?” ready to keep a straight face but his wife’s reply stunned him into silence. “He wants me to fuck a dog for a million dollars.” Susan said then looked at her husband and as she waited for a response she reflected back on the conversation that afternoon with ‘Chuck.”. Susan was polishing the glasses to make them shine before hanging them on the rack. After the glasses she thought to herself I will take all the bottle off the shelf and clean their, anything to pass the time. It was 4 o’clock on a Sunday and the pub was deserted, the lunchtime drinkers japanese had all pussy gone home to stuff their faces and then fall asleep full of beer and Sunday roast. It was too early for evening drinkers to come in for their usual session and passing trade was almost non-existent, who the hell would want to come to this grotty run down pub in a shitty Manchester council estate Susan thought to herself. “I suppose I shouldn’t grumble,” thought Susan to herself, if the landlord was asian thick enough to pay her instead of closing up for a few hours it was her gain and to be honest she didn’t mind that much giving him a weekly blow job as part of the deal to get the job in the first place. At that moment the doors opened and in walked a man who clearly wasn’t local and when he walked up to the bar and ordered a cold beer Susan knew he was American though goodness knows where from. Over the next hour the pair chatted and Susan learnt his name was Chuck, divorced, a self-made man and from what he said very rich. Susan found herself telling him about herself and her life and how times were hard, she thought to herself that perhaps the sob story might gain her a tip though that was rare as hen’s teeth in here. “So, you see I have seen most things in my life but there are still a few things that I want to witness,” said Chuck slurring his words slightly as the stong ale he was drinking stated to take effect. “Like what?” said Susan as she poured another pint wondering what on earth he wanted to see as he had regaled her with tales of the most wonderous things he had seen that Susan could only imagine. “I want to see a dog fuck a woman,” said Chuck and Susan’s hand froze on the pump as Chuck looked straight at her and went on, “and I would pay you a million dollars in cash if you were interested.” Susan paused and looked intently at Chuck trying to work out if he was joking or not at at the same time trying to calculate how much a million dollars would be in sterling and failing though she knew it was a lot. To buy time Susan blurted out, “You must be joking,” before placing the pint down in front of him trying to stop her hands from shaking. Chuck looked at her and suddenly he was very sober as he placed the money for the drink on the bar before adding a card with a telephone number scrawled on it. “You have 24 hours to make contact.” he said slowly, “then the offer is withdrawn and this conversation never took place.” With that he drained the pint in one mighty swallow and placed the empty glass on the bar along with a £50 note. “Thank you for your time and maybe I will hear from you,” said Chuck as he turned and walked out of the door leaving Susan watching his departing back. “Fucking hell,” Martin said softly as he listened to his wife then went on, “Show me the note and do you still have his number?” Susan handed the note over and Martin examined it carefully and closely before he exclaimed, “Well fuck me its genuine. So, what do you think?” Susan paused as she considered her options, clearly by her husband’s response he wasn’t that phased by the thought and it was a lot japan of money which they so badly needed. Taking a large gulp of her wine she looked at Martin and said, “OK but I want you there.” “Too fucking right,” said Martin feeling his cock twitch in his jeans at the thought of his wife getting fucked by a dog. This was a subject of a dream that he thought would never happen and he not only intended to be there but make sure the moment was captured on video for posterity, and perhaps a few more quid selling it on the black market. 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