A Little Emo Puppy Adventure

Note - This story features reoccurring characters, Emily and Richard, from another ongoing series titled A Kind and Cruel Dominatrix, as while as a soon-to-be reoccurring character, Noah, that will be introduced to the series in Part 8 of A Kind and Cruel Dominatrix.

Chapter 1: Wednesday

Noah stepped off the transit buss and into the rain, then ran around the corner through the parking lot and into the doctors office.

After he shook his wet hair off like a dog, he walked across the lobby and over to the front desk and told the lady, "Hi, I have an appointment with Emily at two."

The lady checked her computer, then asked, "Are you Noah Fey?"

Noah responded, "Yup."

The lady handed him a clipboard and pen, then told him, "The waiting room for therapy is upstairs and to the left, you can't miss it."

Noah looked at the paperwork on the clipboard, then asked, "Do I bring this back to you?"

The lady answered, "Nope, that's for your therapist."

Noah headed upstairs and saw the waiting room to the left. After he sat down, he looked at the paperwork and was relieved to see it was just a simple questionnaire.

As he began circling numbers to rate his feelings from zero to four, he got to the question asking 'How often do you have feelings of hopelessness.'. Reading that caused Noah to start thinking about his girlfriend Cindy who broke up with him a couple weeks prior. After he circled the number four, he quickly flew through everything else, rating everything else much lower.

He finished the questionnaire and was waiting for his first appointment when an older man and woman came upstairs while arguing with each other about relationship problems. Noah started anxiously bouncing his knee up and down as they sat a few chairs over and continued arguing with each other.

Noah had always been the type to avoid conflict if possible, mainly due to his passive nature. It was a nature he had developed out of necessity. He was always the shortest and smallest student in class, and even as a young adult working at Starbucks he was the shortest barista. Despite his efforts to bulk up and put on some muscle throughout high school, he had never been able to break a hundred and twenty-five pounds.

Having such a small frame made him terrified of getting into a physical fight, so listening to the angry couple argue in the waiting room had him on edge. He knew if things escalated and the couple started fighting, there would be nothing he could do to stop it.

Before he could worry about it to much longer, a counselor opened the door and called the couple to the back. Relieved, Noah took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair.

As he continued waiting, he pulled his phone out and began watching Instagram stories to pass the time. After watching through a couple stories, his coworker's story popped up and it was a video of Noah's ex girlfriend Cindy making an espresso while doing one of those trendy TikTok style shorts with a pop song playing in the background.

Noah's stomach sank into the ground as he watched Cindy smiling and dancing around Starbucks just a week after breaking up with him. He only dated Cindy for about half a year, but it was his first break up and he couldn't get over her.

Luckily, just as Noah was getting lost in his emotions, he heard a lady ask, "Noah? Noah Fey?"

Noah looked over and saw his counselor Emily Wells. Having only meeting her once on a Zoom appointment, he was surprised by how gorgeous she was in person. She appeared middle aged, and she was dressed fairly casual, but her dark gray blazer over a white blouse, along with her well kept blonde hair was enough to make Noah feel like an under-dressed scrub.

In his black hoodie sweater, black shorts, and cheap flip-flops, Noah awkwardly approached Emily as he brushed his black, wet, and messy hair out of his face. Then after he handed the paperwork to her, he extended his arm to offer a handshake.

When Emily accepted Noah's handshake, he smiled and said, "Hi, I'm Noah. Nice to meet you Miss Wells."

Emily smiled as she responded, "Oh, Just Emily is fine. It's nice to meet you too. Please, come on back."

Noah nervously followed Emily through the door and down the hallway, and when they got to her office, she opened the door and told him, "Please, have a seat."

As Noah walked passed Emily to enter her office, it felt like she was towering over him. He knew she was only four or five inches taller than him, but the height difference combined with her powerful presence, he still found himself feeling intimidated, though he wasn't sure why.

After he sat down on the small couch, Emily walked around her desk and sat down, then she joked, "Looks like the rain got you good."

Noah chuckled and said, "Yeah, I kind of hate Seattle."

As Emily continued skimming through the questionnaire that Noah filled out, she teased, "Well, it's almost June, then we'll have two whole months of summer," then she asked, "So, other then the rain, how are you doing today?"

Noah nervously responded, "I'm doing okay, how about you?"

Emily smiled and answered, "I'm doing good. Thank you." then she started typing something on her computer.

Noah was wondering what Emily was typing, so he curiously asked, "Are you just writing down what I say? Or something else?"

Emily chuckled and explained, "I'm just typing up your answers from your paperwork." Then she asked, "I see you circled number four about feeling depressed, do you wanna tell me more about that?"

Noah paused for a moment, unsure of what to say, then he eventually answered, "I don't know if I'm actually depressed like for real, but my girlfriend left me and I been really sad."

Emily continued typing as she asked, "How long were you two together?"

Noah answered, "We were dating for like six months, but we were friends for over a year."

Emily stopped typing as she leaned back in her office chair and looked at Noah, then she asked, "Why'd you guys break up?"

Noah let out a frustrated sigh and answered, "She just said it wasn't working out. But I know it's cause I weirded her out. Now she's just ignoring me and acting like I don't exist anymore... She even changed her work schedule to mornings so we don't work the same shifts anymore."

Emily thought for a moment, then asked, "Did she tell you that you made her uncomfortable? Or is that something you suspect?"

Noah got defensive and responded, "I know I weirded her out. When we started getting serious I was being weird and she didn't like it."

Emily paused, then asked, "Can you help me understand?"

Noah started getting uncomfortable as he shuffled around in his seat, then he explained, "It's kind of about sex, so I don't know if that's appropriate here."

Then Emily asked, "Were you two having sex?"

Noah tensed up a little and got more defensive as he asked, "Does that even matter?"

So Emily explained, "I'm just trying to understand. And it's can talk about sex in therapy if you're comfortable with it. It's very common practice."

Noah looked away to avoid eye contact as he answered, "Yeah, we were having sex sometimes."

Then when Emily asked, "Did you both enjoy having sex together?"

Noah got defensive again and said, "Why are we talking about sex? I just wanted help getting over Cindy. The love of my life ripped my heart out and totally ghosted me!"

Emily picked up a piece of paper, then calmly responded, "It says here that you're only twenty-two," then she asked, "Was this your first big breakup?"

Noah started feeling emotional as he answered, "Yeah, she's the first and only person I ever fell in love with."

Emily gave Noah a kind and sympathetic smile that felt oddly comforting, then she told him, "You're very young, Noah. She doesn't have to be the last girl you fall in love with."

Then Noah got offended and quietly muttered, "Maybe... but that doesn't help right now."

Emily paused for a moment, then said, "There's no immediate relief. You got your heart broken. You have to give yourself time to heal."

So Noah asked, "How long does it take?"

Emily quickly answered, "It's different for everybody."

When Noah got frustrated and didn't respond, Emily let him sit in silence for almost half a minute, then she asked, "Do you have thoughts of hurting yourself?"

Noah got annoyed and glared at her, then answered, "No. I just sit in my room and cry like a little bitch."

Emily let out a small chuckle as she smiled and explained, "That's good. That means you're healing," then she asked, "Other than crying, how are you processing things?"

Noah cracked up a little and answered, "I don't know how to process. I'm not a computer."

So Emily explained, "Processing can be as simple as reflecting on why things didn't work out. Once you began to understand how you could've done things different, then you can start working on the things that you have control over, such as your own behaviors and how you treat others."

Noah let out another frustrated sigh and confessed, "I know I could've been better."

So Emily asked, "Better how?"

Noah hesitated to answer, but after a long and awkward silence, he blurted out, "Like more manly and romantic and... more assertive and stuff."

Emily leaned forward and rested her elbows on her desk as she clasped her hands together, then she asked, "Did she say she wanted those things? Or is that what you think she wanted?"

Noah started feeling nervous as Emily stared into his eyes and awaited his answer. Then after another long and awkward silence, he finally explained, "She said that she wanted romance. But it makes me feel awkward, so I don't do it unless she asks me too."

Emily nodded as she intently listened, then she bluntly asked, "When you say 'Romance', are you talking about things like cuddling and kissing?"

Noah answered, "No, I'm great at those. I mean the parts after that. Like getting all passionate and taking charge and stuff. I'm not good at it."

Emily started typing on the computer again as she asked, "Why do you feel that you're not good at it?"

Noah was starting to get frustrated as he answered, "Because I'm not good it at."

Emily looked at Noah for a moment while thinking, then reiterated, "I'm just trying to understand. I'm not here to judge you."

Noah took a deep breath and then blurted out, "Regular sex makes me uncomfortable. That's why I suck at it."

Emily took some more time to ponder, then asked, "Is that why you feel like you weirded her out?"

Noah started getting anxious, then nervously answered, "Yeah, I told her I like other kinds of sex and it freaked her out."

Emily curiously asked, "Are you referring to oral or anal sex?"

Noah tensed up again and answered, "Kind of."

Emily leaned back in her chair, then after an awkward moment of silence, she explained, "It seems like you're having a difficult time opening up to me about your relationship," then as Emily asked, "Would you feel more comfortable talking to a male therapist?"

Noah got worried Emily was trying to push him off to someone else, so he urgently responded, "No! I can open up. I'm sorry."

Emily assured him, "You don't need to be sorry, Noah," then she explained, "I just want to make sure you're getting the most out of therapy. So if it would be easy to talk to a man about your relationship and intimacy issues then I'd be more than happy to introduce you to one of our male therapists. We have a new younger guy who specializes in sexual trauma."

Noah got confused about why Emily would recommend someone for sexual trauma, so he told her, "I don't have sex trauma. I'm just into weird stuff."

So Emily asked, "Was your girlfriend not into the same kinds of kinks or fetishes?"

Noah tensed up again and answered, "She was into the cross dressing stuff, but the other stuff made her really uncomfortable."

Emily did a little more pondering as Noah nervously awaited for her response, then she curiously asked, "Was your other kinks or fetishes safe?"

Noah awkwardly explained, "Yeah, it's safe. But when we tried it, she got freaked out and then we stopped having sex all together, then she broke up with me a week later," then after Emily typed something down again, Noah nervous and asked, "What did you type? Just now?"

Emily turned her screen around for him as she explained, "I'm just creating a time line of events, along with some cliff notes of things you're struggling with. It helps me better help my clients if I take notes."

Noah leaned in and skimmed over the notes, and when it was exactly what Emily described, he leaned back in his chair and said, "Okay, sorry."

Emily chuckled and assured him, "It's okay," then she asked, "So, I understand that your kinks and fetishes didn't align with hers, but what was your relationship like before sex?"

Noah was relieved to get off the sex topic, so he gladly explained, "We liked going out for lunch, and going to thrift stores to find cute outfits, and cuddling and watching TV and stuff."

Emily smiled and said, "It sounds like you two were great friends."

Noah's eyes started getting watery as he explained, "She was my best friend."

As Noah started getting more emotional, Emily grabbed and held a box of tissues out for Noah, so he quickly grabbed them and sat back down.

While he was wiping his eyes and trying to prevent himself from crying, Emily asked, "Would you like being her friend without sex?"

Noah tossed a tissue in the trash bin and answered, "Yeah. That would be amazing. But I don't think she wants to be friends anymore."

Emily curiously asked, "What makes you think that?"

So Noah explained, "She blocked me on Facebook and Instagram, and she doesn't talk to me anymore unless we're working and she has to."

When Emily asked, "How did you respond when she first broke up with you?"

Noah reluctantly answered, "Kind of like a crazy person. I just panicked and kept telling her how much I love her over and over until she blocked me everywhere. I really regret it."

Emily asked, "Do you think she would accept an apology for how you reacted?"

Noah answered, "At this point, I'm not sure," then he asked, "Should I try apologizing to her?"

Emily looked up at the clock, then explained, "I'm not here to tell you what to do, Noah. You have to make the decision for yourself."

Noah glanced at the clock and realized they were already almost out of time, so he urgently asked, "Can you please tell me what to do? Just one time? I won't ask again."

Emily paused for a few seconds as she looked at him, then she said, "It's really not appropriate for me to tell you what to do."

But as Noah began feeling hopeless, Emily asked, "Well... would you like to know what I would do if I were in a similar situation?"

Noah smiled and answered, "I'd love to know what you would do."

Emily explained, "I would stop trying to contact them outside of work. But next time I was working with them, I'd just asked them if I can apologize. If they say no, I'd leave them alone. If they say yes, I'd specifically apologize for how I reacted after the breakup. Then I'd give them all the time and space they need so they could process their own feelings and decide if they want to be friends again."

Noah felt a huge weight lift off his chest, then he took a deep breath and said, "That sounds like an amazingly adult way to handle it. Thank you."

Emily looked at the time again and told him, "This was just supposed to be a quick information gathering appointment, but I'm really glad you opened up about what you're going through," then she asked, "Would you like to schedule another appointment? Perhaps a full hour?"

Noah quickly answered, "Yeah, definitely."

Emily went back to her computer and started clicking her mouse, then she asked, "Weekly? Bi-Weekly? Or Monthly?"

Noah thought for a moment, then asked, "Is weekly too much?"

Emily chuckled and said, "Not at all, let's do weekly. When you feel like you're doing better, you can change it to bi-weekly or monthly. It's always up to you."

Noah responded, "Okay, thanks."

Emily looked at her schedule, then asked, "Same time next week?"

So Noah smiled and answered, "Yup."

Emily wrote down the time and day of their next appoint on one of her cards, then she handed it to him and explained, "My office number is on the back if you need to reschedule, and my work cell is under that in case of emergencies."

When Noah grabbed the card and stood, he impulsively gave Emily a big hug and squeezed her as he rested his head on her chest, then he said, "Thank you Miss Emily."

Emily awkwardly patted him on the head and responded, "Yeah, it's no problem."

Noah looked up and saw Emily appeared uncomfortable, so he took a step back and asked, "Are we not supposed to hug in therapy?"

Emily chuckled and said, "It's okay. It's just, uh... well, the height difference caught me off guard."

Noah got confused for a moment until he glanced at Emily's breasts, then he panicked and responded, "Oh my God, I'm so sorry! I'm just short and huggy and I wasn't thinking. It won't happen ever again. I promise."

Emily smiled and gave Noah a hug as her breasts pushed against the side of his head again, then she told him, "It's okay. We can hug."

Noah felt a warm wave wash over him as he hugged and squeezed Emily again.

Then after Emily opened her office door, she told him, "It was lovely meeting you, Noah. I hope you have a much better week."

Noah smiled and responded, "You too Miss Emily. Thanks for helping me," then he headed down the hallway and out to the waiting room.

Since he had fifteen minutes before the next bus arrived, Noah sat down for about ten minutes in the lobby before running out and catching the bus. On his way back to his apartment, he opened Instagram and went to his messages and re-read through all his desperate plea's he had sent to Cindy before she blocked him. Then he quickly got embarrassed over his actions and put his phone away.

When Noah got back to his apartment, his dad's young girlfriend Susan wasn't home yet which was a relief. Having the apartment to himself was a rare occasion because Susan didn't work, so she was almost always in the living room hanging out with her friends.

As he sat down at his computer desk, he looked over at his closet, then checked the time. He knew he wanted to play with his dildo while everyone was out, but he couldn't decide if he wanted to wear his collar and leash or dress up in cute girl clothes and do his makeup.

Noah loved dressing up and looking cute, but he always ran the risk of Susan coming home at random times and catching him wearing makeup.

The more he thought about it, he couldn't help but reminisce about the good times with Cindy. She always loved helping him dress up and do his makeup and hair, and since she had her own single bedroom apartment he never had to stress about someone catching him looking pretty.

Feeling sad and horny, Noah knew he couldn't risk wearing makeup in his apartment and it was much easier to quickly remove his collar and leash if someone came home, so he went to his closet to grab his puppy gear.

After he closed his bedroom door, he slid his closet door open and saw his backpack full of girl clothes in it had been knocked over on it's side, and he started getting anxious.

The more Noah looked around at everything, the more obvious it became that someone was snooping through his closet while he was gone.

He grabbed his backpack and nervously opened it, then he immediately saw his girl panties and fishnet leggings on top and everything was moved around which infuriated him. He knew it was Susan who snooped through his things because his dad had a steady work schedule and worked nine to five, Monday through Friday.

After closing the backpack, he looked over at his small dresser where he kept his puppy gear and dildo, then he took a deep breath and slowly opened the bottom drawer. As he slid the drawer open he immediately noticed things had been moved around.

With his blood boiling, Noah was no longer sad or horny. Filled with anger, he sat down at his desk and rested his head against the palms of his hands as he debated with himself on how to handle the situation.

He knew it was Susan who dug through his stuff, but he also knew he couldn't confront her without causing drama and running the risk of exposing himself as a cross-dresser to his dad because he would flip out on him.

Despite being twenty-two, his dad was always quick to remind him,'My House. My Rules.' and any push back only led to yelling and fighting.

Fed up and angry, Noah opened his laptop and started searching for single bedroom and studio apartments in the Seattle and Tacoma area. Apartments in the area were extremely expensive and the only reason Cindy could afford her own was because her parents helped, plus she had extra left over money from her college loans.

With his job at Starbucks it would be nearly impossible to find an affordable apartment, but he figured if he started checking apartment listings everyday, he'd eventually get lucky and find a cheap one he could afford, even if it was in a bad area or run down.

After spending over an hour going through several different websites and book-marking a few potential low income apartments, he heard Susan walking into the apartment while blabbing on her cell phone.

Noah tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't bare the idea of walking around and interacting with Susan like nothing happened, so he walked out into the living room and looked over at her with his arms crossed, while waiting for her to get off the phone.

Susan glanced over at him a couple times but just kept twirling her blonde hair around with her finger while talking to her friend. When Noah didn't go away, she eventually got annoyed and told her friend, "Hey, let me call you back," then she put her phone down and asked, "What?"

Noah dropped his arms in frustration and said, "You snooped around my room."

Susan glared at him, then responded, "Why would I do that? I don't give a shit about what you hide in your room."

Noah started getting more frustrated and snapped back at her, "My dad went to work before I left, so it had to be you."

Susan paused for a few seconds, then she chuckled and said, "Yeah, I snooped around. I was bored. So what," then she smirked at him and asked, "Are you gonna tell your daddy I found your bondage stuff and girl clothes?"

Noah got mad and yelled, "Fuck You!" then he told her, "You don't even like my dad, you're just a stupid whore looking for a sugar daddy, and he only keeps you around to fuck you."

Susan started laughing as she responded, "Michael likes me much more than he likes you, so yeah, you're right, he does love fucking me."

Noah lost his temper and stomped down the hallway back to his room, then he screamed, "STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM!" before slamming his door shut.

As soon as Noah sat down on his bed, he heard Susan loudly babbling and laughing on the phone like nothing happened, and he started fantasizing about storming back into the living room and smashing her phone into pieces. His emotions continued spiraling out of control, but he knew he couldn't do anything to her, so he grabbed his headphones and flopped into his bed and listened to music until he eventually fell asleep.

When Noah woke up from his angry power nap, he heard Susan and his dad talking in the living room.

He got out of bed and put his ear up to the door to listen, but they were talking quietly so he couldn't make out what they were saying.

While he was trying to eavesdrop, he desperately needed to pee, but he didn't want to interact with either of them, so he quietly opened his door and snuck into the bathroom. After he peed and washed his hands, he was quietly walking towards his room when he heard, "Noah, we need to talk."

Noah let out a frustrated sigh and then walked into the living room to see his dad sitting on the couch with a beer in one hand and his other hand on Susan's thigh as she pretended to look scared and innocent, so Noah impulsively rolled his eyes as he blurted out, "What?"

Then Michael turned towards Noah and said, "I get home after working all day just to find out you been screaming at my girlfriend... You need to apologize to her. Right now."

Noah glared over at Susan, then asked, "Did she tell you she was snooping through my room?"

Michael scoffed and explained, "Yeah, she was just looking for shorts, that's no reason to scream at her and run around slamming doors."

Noah got frustrated and responded, "She's lying to you, she admitted to me that she was just snooping around cause she was bored."

Susan spoke up and said, "That's not true Noah, I told you I was just looking for shorts. I didn't wanna wear my skimpy bathing suit at the pool cause all the creepy guys stare at me." then she gave a fake apology and told him, "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to find your girl clothes and upset you."

Michael got angry and asked, "Why the Fuck do you have girl clothes?"

Noah's face started heating up again as he yelled out, "You're a bitch Susan!, you know that! Right?"

Michael quickly stood up and said, "Now you get to apologize twice and go throw those girl clothes in the dumpster."

Noah crossed his arms and responded, "No. She needs to apologize for snooping through my stuff and lying about it."

Susan spoke up again and told him, "I swear I was just looking for shorts, Noah. I didn't mean to find your girl clothes," then she began smirking behind Richard's back, she said, "And personally, I think it's fine if you like wearing girl clothes."

Noah started getting more angry at Susan's manipulation, but he tried to stay calm as he explained, "She's full of shit. She flat out told me she was snooping because she felt like it, and she even laughed at me when I confronted her cause she knew I couldn't say anything about it without you getting pissed about the clothes."

Susan quickly stood up and told Michael, "That's not true! He's literally lying his ass off right now. Like always."

Michael started raising his voice as he told Noah, "I'm sick of your shit! the fact is, you screamed at my girlfriend and scared her. So you can apologize right now and throw those girl clothes away, or you can get the fuck out of my house."

Noah lost his temper again and shouted back, "This isn't even a house! It's an apartment! And I'm not apologizing to your stupid girlfriend! She's a fucking liar!"

Michael took a deep breath and calmly said, "Leave."

Noah looked over at Susan who was still subtly smirking behind his dads back, then he yelled, "She's full of shit, she's manipulating you!"

Michael pulled his arm back and slapped Noah across the face, then yelled, "GET OUT!"

Noah froze up in fear and couldn't move, but when Michael pulled his arm back again and screamed, "LEAVE!" Noah ran into his room.

As Noah was grabbing his phone in a panic, Michael walked into his doorway and told him, "Yeah! Go ahead and call the cops. You're not even on the lease."

As Michael was towering in the doorway, Noah started getting more scared and said, "Your on probation! You can't hit me anymore!"

But Michael just obnoxiously laughed and told him, "Well, you're just a guest who was screaming and threatening my girlfriend, and now you're refusing to leave. So call them. Let's see who they drag out of my apartment."

Noah started crying as he put his phone in his pocket because he knew his dad was right, then he pleaded, "Please, I don't have anywhere to go and I don't get paid till Friday."

Michael walked back towards the living room as he responded, "Pawn your computer and get a greyhound to Texas, maybe your mom will deal with all your bullshit," then after Michael sat back down on the couch, he yelled, "You Got Fifteen Minutes To Get The Fuck Out!"

Noah was too scared to argue his case any further, so he grabbed his backpack and pushed his laptop under his girl clothes.

After he barely managed to zip the backpack closed, he looked around his room for something to put his work clothes in. But when he couldn't find any other bags, he took both his pillow cases off his pillows.

When he was done gathering his work clothes and cramming them into a pillow case, he looked around for a few more odds and ends like his phone and laptop charger, then just as he was about to walk out of his room, he looked over at his dresser and stopped.

Not wanting Susan to show his dad what was hiding in his dresser, he went and grabbed his collar, leash, and dildo, then he shoved them into the pillow case with his work clothes.

Since he had another pillow case, he decided to quickly gather some of his favorite hoodies and t-shirts since he wasn't sure if he would be allowed to get them later, then he put his backpack on and quickly exited the apartment.

As he was walking down the stairs, he felt himself starting to cry again, but he didn't want to be seen balling his eyes out in front of any neighbors, so he just channeled his anger and screamed, "Fuck You Susan! Enjoy My Piece Of Shit Dad While You Can!" Then he stopped at the bottom of the stairs and screamed even louder, "He'll Just Get A New Bitch After You Turn Thirty!"

When Michael barged out the apartment door, Noah sprinted across the parking lot without looking back until he got to the nearest bus stop. Then he sat down on the bench and searched for homeless shelters on his phone. When he saw the Salvation Army shelter was the closest one, he crossed the street to the other bus stop and waited.

When the bus finally arrived, he walked onto the bus with his backpack and pillow cases as he glanced around and saw people staring at him. Feeling embarrassed, he stared at the floor and walked to the back of the bus to sit down.

Still feeling like he was on the verge of crying, Noah pulled his phone out and watched some angry music videos with his ear buds in until he eventually got to his stop. Then he grabbed his belongings and walked to the Salvation Army Shelter.

As he was approaching the building, he saw a line with about twenty homeless people, so he walked to the back of the line and asked an older man in front of him, "Is this the line for getting a bed to sleep on?"

The old man turned around and answered, "Yeah, but try not to look so pretty while you're waiting," then he started laughing like a maniac.

When Noah got freaked out and took a step back, he bumped into another guy behind him and quickly turned around to see an obviously drunk and high middle aged man staring down at him, so he quickly apologized, "Oh, I'm really sorry."

The drunk and high man mumbled back, "Whatever, just watch it."

Noah waited in line as he slowly got closer to the door, and when he was three spots from the door, a worker stepped out and announced, "Sorry folks, we're out of beds, but we still have food and showers available until 10pm."

As everyone in line started groaning and walking away, Noah ran up to the guy in a panic and asked, "Can I just sleep in a chair or something?"

The guy looked at Noah and apologized, "No, I'm sorry," then he explained, "We're at maximum capacity and we can't break the rules anymore or they're gonna shut us down."

So Noah immediately asked, "Is there anywhere else I can go?"

The guy answered, "There's some other shelters that might have beds, but they fill up fast. Let me grab you a resource sheet," then he walked inside and came back with the paper, he said, "Most of these are going to be full by now, but if you call around someone might be able to reserve a bed for you."

Noah felt like he was going to start crying again, so he quickly grabbed the paper and responded, "Okay, thanks for the help," then he picked up his pillow cases and headed back towards the bus stop.

After sitting down at the bus stop, he started calling the other shelters and asking if they had space until he finally reached one that did. When he explained his situation, they agreed to reserve a bed for him until 8pm, but they told him they can't hold it any later because it wouldn't be fair to others.

When Noah checked the time and saw he had barely an hour to get there and he knew the bus wouldn't be quick enough, he started messaging his coworkers on Instagram and asking them if they'd give him a ride across town.

As 8pm was getting closer, nobody was responding to his messages and he couldn't hold back the tears any longer.

With his anxiety and overwhelming sense of hopelessness, Noah sat at the bus stop and cried until the old crazy homeless man from before walked over and asked, "First night being homeless?"

Noah looked over and answered, "Yeah..."

The old man chuckled and then gave Noah a dirty smile as he said, "You can sleep with me tonight. I'll keep you nice and warm and make sure nobody takes your stuff."

Noah looked up at the mans creepy smile, then quickly grabbed his pillow cases and started running down the block towards McDonald's.

When Noah got to McDonald's, he sat down and checked his phone to see if anyone had responded, and his coworker Tiffany replied, "Sorry, I wish I could help. Me and my boyfriend and I have plans."

Noah felt crushed, but he still asked, "Could I leave my clothes and computer at your place so nobody steals my stuff?"

Tiffany quickly answered, "I'm opening tomorrow, I have to wake up at 5."

So Noah messaged back, "KK, see you tomorrow."

When Noah checked the time on his phone and saw it was 8:15pm, he started getting emotional again, so he buried his face into one of his stuffed pillow cases until he could stop crying.

As he was trying to figure out what to do, he remembered his therapist gave him a card with an emergency number on it, so he reluctantly called. When it went to voicemail, he cleared his throat and tried leaving a message, saying, "Hey, it's Noah from earlier... I was just... I was wondering..." but then he started crying, so he quickly hung up and pushed his face back into his pillow case full of clothes.

After about twenty minutes passed, his phone started ringing, and it was from his counselors emergency number, so he took a deep breath and answered, "Hi."

Emily asked, "Hey, what's going on?"

Noah started feeling embarrassed as he explained, "I was trying to find somewhere to put my stuff for the night."

Emily paused for a moment, then asked, "What do you mean?"

Noah nervously chuckled and explained, "When I couldn't get a bed, a homeless guy said he'd make sure nobody steals my stuff," then his voice started getting shaky as he continued, "But I didn't want to stay with him and now I'm worried someone's going to take my stuff."

Emily calmly asked, "Where are you right now?"

Noah started crying and answered, "I'm at McDonald's."

Then Emily asked, "Which one?"

Noah wiped his eyes and answered, "The one by the salvation army place."

Noah could hear Emily talking to someone, but she had her phone covered, so he couldn't understand what she was saying, then after she was done, she told Noah, "Just stay there, we're on our way."

Noah got confused and asked, "Who's we?"

Emily answered, "My husband. I'm not comfortable driving through that side of town alone. We'll be there soon, don't leave."

Noah responded, "Okay, thank you." then as soon as Emily hung up he started crying again, so he quickly buried his face back into his stuffed pillow case.

While waiting for Emily and her husband, Noah got another response from his coworker, Corey, who responded, "Sure, where you need a ride to?"

Noah read the message and felt grateful Corey wanted to help, so he replied, "I don't need a ride anymore, but thank you."

So Corey messaged back, "Kk, cool. Cya tomorrow."

Noah sent back a thumbs up emoji, then face planted back into his clothes again.

As he was trying to calm down, Noah spent some time trying to plan out how he was going to dig himself out of the hole he found himself in, then as he was making a mental list of potential coworkers and acquaintances he might be able to roommate with, he heard Emily say his name.

Noah lifted his head and saw Emily, then he looked over and saw her heavy and towering husband next to her.

When he noticed Emily was wearing a track suit, and her husband was wearing gym shorts and a t-shirt, he nervously chuckled and smiled before asking, "Am I interrupting your guys' workout?"

Emily looked over at her husband, then back at Noah with a concerned expression on her face, then she asked, "What happened?"

Noah sighed and answered, "My dad kicked me out."

Emily sat down across from Noah, then quietly asked, "Did the homeless man do anything else to you?"

Noah got confused and answered, "No... he was just being creepy and wanted me to sleep with him, so I ran here."

Emily's husband spoke up and asked, "How'd you get that bruise on your face?"

Noah looked at his reflection in the window, then explained, "Oh, I got in an argument with my dads girlfriend so he slapped me."

Then Emily's husband asked, "Do you wanna press charges?"

Noah chuckled and responded, "No, I'm not talking to a cop. It's just a slap."

Emily cleared her throat and said, "Richard's a detective for the SPD."

Noah looked up at Richard as his stomach sank, then he quickly apologized, "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to be rude, and I'm not like a cop hater or anything. I just don't want to make a big deal out of it."

Richard chuckled and responded, "Hey, no offense taken. I get it."

Then Emily stood up and grabbed one of Noah's stuffed pillow cases and said, "We're parked right out front."

Noah got up and followed them out to their large black SUV, then he nervously chuckled and asked, "Is this a cop car?"

Emily opened the back and put his clothes in as she answered, "Nope. Just a regular SUV."

Noah put his backpack in the back and smiled, then he took a deep breath and said, "Thanks for helping me on such short notice. I know this isn't part of your job at all. So I extra appreciate it."

Emily smiled at Noah and responded, "I'm happy to help," then as Noah was smiling up at Emily and gazing into her kind eyes, she chuckled and asked him, "You gonna toss that in the back?"

Noah held up the other pillow case and explained, "These are my work clothes, I need them tomorrow."

Emily grabbed the bag and put it in the back, then she shut the trunk lid and said, "You're not sleeping on the streets, Noah. We have a couch."

Noah looked over at Richard, then back at Emily, and when he realized they were taking him to their home he started crying again.

When Richard reached over and patted him on the back, Emily hugged him and said, "It's gonna be okay, let's get out of here."

Noah followed Emily around to the passenger side, then after she opened the back door, Noah looked at the seats and noticed the seats had extra seat belt straps running down the back rests, and it looked like some kind of restraining system, so he anxiously asked, "Are you sure this isn't a cop car?"

Emily chuckled and responded, "It's not, I promise."

So Noah asked, "Why are the seats like that?"

Emily looked at the built in safety harnesses and responded, "Oh, then as she tilted part of the padded seat up, she explained, "Richard installed these cause he was helping transport special needs athletes to their games. You just slide the front buckle through when you wanna use the safety harnesses."

Noah nervously chuckled because he was still freaked out from the dark tinted windows and black paint, but Emily noticed and assured him, "This isn't a cop car, Noah. Richard's a detective, he doesn't even bring his work car home."

After Emily pushed the seat panel back down, Noah cautiously climbed in as he responded, "I'm sorry for being weird. I promise I don't hate cops. They can be really nice sometimes."

Richard chuckled as he started the car, then explained, "I'm not offended. I understand why some people are scared of law enforcement. We've had to fire several cops in my department. There's some pretty bad apples."

Noah anxiously chuckled and said, "Thanks for not being offended."

Emily gave Noah and kind and understand smile as she shut his door for him, then she hopped in the front and they left McDonald's.

When Noah pulled his seat belt down and over his shoulder and felt it scratching against the side of his neck, he quickly got annoyed as he remembered why he hated riding in cars. Not only did it annoy him physically, but it was a constant and frustrating reminder and how painfully short he was.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, Emily spoke up and kindly asked, "Would you like to talk about what happened?"

Noah sighed and responded, "It's honestly just stupid drama."

Then Emily asked, "Are you sure?"

Eventually Noah broke from the awkward silence and explained, "I got into an argument with my dads girlfriend cause she snooped through my stuff. Then after she lied and told him about my clothes I called her a lying bitch, so my dad slapped me and kicked me out."

Emily got confused and asked, "How'd she lie about your clothes?"

Noah took a deep breath and explained, "She didn't lie about the clothes. I mean she lied about why she was snooping around my room, then while she was lying she told my dad about my girl clothes cause she knew it would piss him off."

Emily paused and slowly nodded her head, then she responded, "Yeah... that definitely sounds like some stupid drama. Well, I'm sorry you had to deal with that."

Noah didn't want to annoy Emily and Richard with his excessive complaining, so he responded, "It's fine, but thanks.", then he pulled out his phone and stopped talking.

When they eventually slowed down and turned into the driveway, Noah looked up from his phone and leaned over to look out the front window.

He couldn't see much, but he could see enough to know it was a single story house which surprised him because it wasn't often he met people who had a house in Seattle.

When they parked and opened their doors, Noah pulled on his door handle, but the door wouldn't open. As he started getting anxious and pulling on the door handle faster, Emily opened his door from the outside and said, "Sorry, the back doors have safety locks."

Noah quickly jumped out of the SUV and responded, "More like prisoner locks... this feels like a cop car."

Emily chuckled and said, "It's not a cop car! I swear."

Noah was still suspicious, but he just nervously smiled and said, "Okay, I believe you."

Richard walked around and grabbed Noah's backpack and pillow cases, but Noah was worried his collar and leash would fall out if Richard dropped the pillow case, so he quickly grabbed the pillow case from Richard and said, "Let me help, it's the least I can do."

When Noah followed them inside, he saw Emily and Richard slip their shoes off by the entrance, so he followed their lead and kicked his flip-flops off on the rug. When Emily shut the front door, Noah noticed a coat hook behind it with several collars and leashes hanging up.

Then as Noah followed Emily further into the large living room, he immediately noticed the massive flat screen TV and big black leather couch. As he continued scanning the living room, he saw two large dog kennels against the wall under the huge front window.

Richard set Noah's stuff down next to the couch as Emily said, "Let me find you some pillows and blankets, then I'll give you a quick tour."

Noah smiled and nodded his head, then sat down on the couch and looked over at the dog kennels. While he was staring at the fluffy dog beds in the kennels, he found himself feeling jealous and couldn't help but imagine how nice it would be to be one of Emily and Richard's dogs.

When Emily came back with some pillows and a blanket, she set them down and gave Noah a quick tour of the house, showing him where the kitchen, laundry room, and hallway bathroom was. Then afterword, she showed him where the TV remote was and where he could plug his phone charger in.

After she was done showing him around, Noah curiously asked, "What kind of dogs do you guys have?"

Emily answered, "Oh, we don't have dogs. I help train service animals for clients with PTSD and anxiety."

Noah looked over at the dog kennels again and joked, "I'm a little jealous."

Emily smiled and asked, "Are you a dog person?"

Noah answered, "Not really," then he explained, "But being a service animal seems nice, you just be good and helpful, then you get free food and a fluffy bed. Sounds like a dream job."

Emily chuckled and responded, "You're adorable," as she patted him on the head.

Noah felt a rush of excitement jolting through his body and couldn't hide his smile, then as he sat down on the couch, he said, "Thanks for helping me, you guys didn't have to do that."

Emily walked over and sat down next to him, then she told him, "It's really no problem. Helping people is very rewarding to Richard and I. But we do have one request that we hope doesn't upset you."

Noah felt his anxiety coming back as he asked, "What kind of request?"

Emily answered, "I would like to search your stuff to make sure you didn't bring anything dangerous or illegal with you."

Noah immediately got defensive and responded, "I don't have anything bad. Why would you assume that?"

Emily calmly explained, "I just met you for the first time today, Noah. So it's for my own safety and anxiety."

When Noah couldn't figure out what to say, Emily said, "Think about it from my perspective. You're letting someone you just met stay in your home where you sleep. That can be scary, right?"

Noah thought about it for a moment, then responded, "I get that, but I have some embarrassing things with me."

Emily kindly smiled and asked, "Are you talking about your clothes?"

Noah sighed and answered, "Yeah, and some other stuff too. It's not illegal though, I promise."

Emily paused for a moment, then said, "I'm just looking out for mine and Richard's safety," then she politely asked, "Please?"

Noah sat in uncomfortable silence for what seemed like an eternity, but since he didn't want to be stubborn and he knew Emily's request was reasonable from her perspective, he eventually caved in and told her, "Okay, you can search my stuff. But it's gonna be awkward."

Noah handed Emily his backpack and slid both his pillow cases over to her, then as Emily started opening his backpack, Richard came back into the living room, so Noah tensed up and asked, "Wait, you're both looking through my stuff?"

Emily stopped and responded, "Richard isn't going to judge you either, we're just making sure there's nothing dangerous or illegal."

Noah felt humiliated and belittled, but he didn't want to argue, so he told her, "Okay, fine."

Emily opened his backpack and pulled his laptop out, and after she set it on the coffee table she pulled out his fishnet leggings and Noah started feeling extremely embarrassed. When she pulled out some of Noah's girl panties, he glanced over at her and didn't see any signs of smirking or trying to hold back laughter which gave him a little bit of relief.

As she continued pulling out his girl clothes and setting them on the coffee table without any sign of amusement, he started feeling much less anxious. After she quickly checked the front and side pockets where he kept his makeup and fingernail polish, she put everything back.

When Emily grabbed the first pillow case and started pulling out his hoodies and t-shirts, his anxiety came back because he knew the next bag had his dildo, collar, and leash in it.

When Emily was done looking through his clothes and putting everything back, she grabbed the second pillow case, so Noah started feeling extremely embarrassed because he was scared of how Emily would react, so he leaned forward and awkwardly explained, "My weird stuffs in this one. It's a collar and dildo... and a leash too."

Emily put her hand on Noah's knee and reminded him, "It's okay. We're not judging you."

Noah nervously leaned back as his knee began rapidly bouncing up and down uncontrollably, then he watched in horror as Emily pulled his work pants out, then his work shoes, and then his work shirt.

When she pulled out a six inch rainbow colored dildo, Noah tensed up, but Emily just smiled and said, "That's a really cute dildo," as she set it on the coffee table.

When Emily reached back in, Noah heard the jingling of his dog tag on his collar, and he felt a painful sensation of 'cringe' overwhelming him.

But Emily just pulled the collar out and read the dog tag aloud, "Good Boy," then she smiled and said, "You do seem like a very good boy," as she set his collar on the coffee table.

After hearing that, Noah couldn't help but crack a subtle smile.

Once Emily pulled his leash out and finished searching through the last few items, she was putting everything back, but she left the collar and leash on the coffee table.

After she slid all the bags over, she grabbed the collar and said, "Hey. You really don't need to feel embarrassed or ashamed about this," then she chuckled and said, "This is a really cute collar."

Noah sighed and responded, "Well, Cindy thinks it's pretty weird."

Emily did another one of her long pauses, leaving Noah in uncomfortable silence for a few moments, then she asked, "Do you think it's weird?"

After thinking for a second, Noah answered, "Yeah, kind of. I don't think it's normal... wanting to be treated like a dog."

During another one of Emily's long pauses, Richard leaned over and kissed her on her temple and said, "I gotta be at the station by five, so I'm gonna hit the shower and head to bed," then as he was heading towards the hallway, he stopped and told Noah, "Hey... if you want my advice. Weird is the opposite of normal, and sometimes normal sucks."

Noah smiled and responded, "Thanks, Mister Richard."

Then Richard chuckled and said, "No prob, and you can just call me Richard. Goodnight Noah."

After Noah told Richard goodnight, he looked over at his collar that Emily was still holding, then he nervously responded, "I guess it's weird but maybe not bad."

Then Emily bluntly asked, "So, is this puppy stuff a sex thing or are you a furry?"

Noah got caught off guard by the question and nervously answered, "I mean, it could be a sex thing. For some people. It doesn't have to be," then he sternly stated, "I'm definitely not a furry though."

Emily leaned back on the couch as she continued fidgeting around with his collar, then she asked, "How would it work if you were living out your ultimate puppy fantasy? Like, do you want to live like a puppy? Or just play as a puppy?"

Noah started feeling more uncomfortable as Emily dug further in, but he felt liberated at the same time since he'd never had the opportunity to talk to someone about it before without them judging him, so he answered "Maybe it would be like half the time, cause I like things like working and wearing cute clothes and shopping and stuff."

When Emily responded, "That's fair. It could be stressful being a puppy full time."

Noah curiously asked, "Why would it be stressful? Being a puppy sounds easy."

Emily chuckled and explained, "It's only easy after they're well trained. But even then, there's a lot more rules for puppies than there is for people. They're expected to be much more obedient."

Noah got confused and joked, "Don't bite and don't poop on the floor? Sounds pretty easy."

Emily let out a small chuckle as she handed Noah his collar, then she said, "Well, they have to learn how to listen and be obedient. They also need to learn verbal or hand commands like sit, stay, heel, and come. They're typically not allowed on the furniture, plus, there's leash training, which for many dogs is the most stressful part cause it often goes against their nature."

Noah chuckled and told her, "Leash training for a human is easy though. You just don't choke yourself to death."

Emily started cracking up as she grabbed Noah's leash off the coffee table, then she asked, "Have you walked a dog before?"

Noah nervously looked at his leash, then answered, "Yeah, a couple times."

Then Emily asked, "Did they pull against their leash?"

Noah answered, "Yeah, but I didn't lose control of them."

So Emily said, "If they're pulling on their leash then you're not fully in control of them," then she explained, "Your dog should walk beside you, not in front of you. You're not just controlling them physically, you're controlling them psychologically. Once they learn to walk beside you, they'll follow your lead and stop pulling on their leash."

Noah glanced over at his leash again and couldn't help but imagine Emily taking him on a walk, then he blurted out, "I could do that."

Emily paused again, leaving Noah to squirm in the unpleasant silence as he quickly grew to regret saying that, then she handed him his leash and said, "If you'd like to try, I can give you some leash training tomorrow."

Noah's excitement shot through the roof and he quickly responded, "I'd love that!" then he quickly felt anxiety and asked, "What about Richard though. I don't want to make him mad."

Emily put her arm around Noah and gave him a side hug as she said, "Richard won't mind, I promise," then she asked, "What's your schedule tomorrow?"

Noah answered, "I work ten to six."

Emily stood up and said, "The nearest bus stop is miles away, so you can ride with me to the office and hang out in the lobby until you head to work."

Noah stood up and gave Emily a hug, then said, "Thanks for all the help Miss Emily. I really appreciate it."

Emily hugged him back and responded, "You're welcome," then she told him, "Don't forget to set an alarm on your phone."

When Emily went to her bedroom, Noah went and used the bathroom in the hallway. After returning to the living room, he put his phone on the charger and set an alarm for 7am, then he put his ear buds in and started a podcast before laying down and slowly dozing off while fantasizing about being Emily and Richard's puppy.

Chapter 2: Thursday

The next morning Noah woke up to Emily nudging his shoulder, and when he reached up to remove his ear buds, he realized they had fallen out so he quickly sat up and explained, "Sorry, I set my alarm for seven, but my ear buds fell out so I missed it."

Emily chuckled and responded, "Oh, It's only six-thirty. I wanted to make sure you had time to eat breakfast and take a shower," then she said, "Here, come. I'll show you where we keep our extra hygiene products and bath towels."

Noah looked up at Emily to see that she was already fully dressed and ready for work, then just as he was standing up, he felt his morning erection pressing against his shorts, so he quickly sat back down.

Emily asked, "Are you okay?"

Noah bunched up his blanket over his lap as he awkwardly answered, "Yeah, I just need a few minutes to wake up. I'm not much of a morning person."

Emily glanced down at his blanket, then she subtly smiled and responded, "It's okay, mornings can be hard. I'll just go make us some breakfast and you can come get me whenever you're finished waking up."

As Emily went to the kitchen to make breakfast, Noah sat on the couch for a few minutes while wondering if her subtle smile and 'Mornings can be hard' comment meant she knew he had an erection.

He found himself feeling warm around Emily, but also uncomfortable with her extreme kindness, so he couldn't help but wonder why she was acting so nice to him.

After sitting their for another couple minutes, he eventually got up and quickly went to the hallway bathroom, When he was finished peeing, his erection had mostly subsided, so he washed his hands and headed to the kitchen and saw Emily was making pancakes and sipping on coffee.

Before he could ask where the towels were, she asked him, "How do you want your eggs?"

Noah responded, "Oh, just pancakes is fine."

Emily looked at him and asked, "Are you sure? Eggs are very nutritional."

Noah answered, "Yeah, I'm sure. I don't really eat eggs."

Emily flipped two pancakes off the pan and poured some more pancake mix into the pan, then said, "The coffee cups are in the cabinet next to the sink, and the K-cups are underneath in the drawer."

Noah chuckled and joked, "Thanks, but I'm kind of over coffee after making a billion espressos."

Emily smiled and responded, "That's understandable. We have orange juice, milk, and tea also."

When Noah asked, "Can I have milk?"

Emily answered, "Absolutely. It's in the fridge, help yourself."

Noah grabbed a glass from the cabinet, then went and opened the fridge to get the milk. After he grabbed the milk, he saw chocolate syrup in the door of the fridge, so he asked, "Can I use some of the chocolate syrup?"

Emily chuckled and said, "Of course."

After Noah made some chocolate milk, he went and sat down at the dining table then said, "Hey, I really appreciate you guys letting me sleep on your couch last night."

Emily cracked a few eggs into the frying pan as she responded, "Well, I'm really glad you called. Downtown Seattle isn't a safe place to be sleeping."

Noah took a sip of his chocolate milk, then let out a sigh and said, "I'm lucky. There was like twenty other homeless people who didn't get a bed too. Some of them looked crazy, but some of them looked perfectly normal."

As Emily was scrambling the eggs, she let out a sigh of her own then explained, "That's because a lot of them Are perfectly normal. They're just suffering from addiction or mental illness because of unresolved issues from unfortunate circumstances that compounded overtime."

Noah looked at Emily for a moment as he tried comprehending what she had just told him, then he took another sip of his chocolate milk and asked, "So, how many homeless people do you think there is now? Cause just five years ago I would ride my bike around and barely see them. Now they're everywhere."

Emily paused for a few moments, then she scooped her eggs onto a plate and answered, "I'm not sure, but It's definitely gotten much worse over the last few years. It's quite depressing to think about."

Noah felt bad and apologized, "Yeah, it is pretty depressing. I'm sorry for bringing it up."

After Emily set their plates on the table, she grabbed some silverware and responded, "It's okay to talk about it. Just don't let it ruin your whole day. When you find yourself in a position to help, you can help. That's the best we can do," then Emily asked, "Do you want some butter or syrup for those?"

Noah looked at the pancakes, then asked, "Do you have peanut butter?"

Emily chuckled and answered, "Yep," then she grabbed a jar of peanut butter from the pantry and set it on the table.

After Emily sat down, Noah opened the peanut butter and started spreading it on a pancake as he thanked her for breakfast. Then after putting the other pancake on top and creating a sandwich he took a big bite of it.

When he glanced over at Emily, he noticed she hadn't started eating yet and she was just smiling at him, so he stopped chewing and nervously asked, "Were we supposed to pray or something first?"

Emily chuckled and answered, "No, it's okay. I was just admiring your ingenuity."

Noah awkwardly responded, "I didn't invent the pancake sandwich. One of my old step-brothers showed me this when we were kids. It's easier than cleaning plates all the time."

As Emily was pouring some syrup onto her pancakes, she curiously asked, "Oh, how many siblings do you have?"

Noah took another bite and responded, "I have a half-sister in Texas. What about you?"

Emily answered, "I have an older brother and sister. They both live in Oregon," then she curiously asked, "So... what about step-siblings?"

Noah took a drink of his chocolate milk, then answered, "I had two older step-brothers till I was like ten, then after that I had a younger step-sister for a couple years."

Emily paused for a few moments as she started cutting up her pancakes, then she responded, "That must've been very difficult when they left. That sort of instability can have long lasting effects on people," then she asked, "Do you still talk to your step-siblings?"

Noah felt his body tense up as he answered, "No," then he set his pancake sandwich down and cautiously asked, "Are we doing therapy?"

Emily nervously chuckled and responded, "Yeah. I suppose we were. I'm sorry, sometimes it's hard to turn off."

Noah slowly took another bite of his pancake sandwich, then after chewing and swallowing in awkward silence he said, "It's okay. Maybe we can talk about that during therapy."

Emily smiled and responded, "Yeah, of course."

As Noah and Emily continued eating breakfast, Emily asked him about his job, so he explained some of what he does and talked about some of the people he liked working with.

When they were done eating, Emily showed Noah the laundry room closet where she kept the extra towels and hygiene products such as soap, shampoo, and mouth wash, then after she handed him a spare tooth brush and a tube of tooth paste, Noah thanked her and grabbed his work clothes and a towel before heading to the bathroom.

As he was going through his morning routines, Noah was thinking about how nice and caring Emily was being because it felt strange and made him a little uncomfortable. In his mind, he knew logically that she was probably just a very nice lady, but his general distrust in people made it difficult to accept it was that simple, so he felt on edge.

After he got out of the shower, dried off, and got dressed, he went back out into the living room and sat down on the couch. A couple minutes later, Emily came into the living room and her hair was in a low twisted bun.

Noah felt giddy with excitement as he stood up and looked at Emily's hair, then he smiled and told her, "You look amazing with your hair like that. It's like super professional looking but still hot."

Emily chuckled and responded, "Thank you. It's actually a fairly low effort hairstyle. You just kinda twist it into a bun and put a hair tie on."

Noah admired Emily's professional and sexy style for a moment longer, then said, "Well, low effort or not. It looks high class as fuck."

Emily gave Noah a friendly smirk as she grabbed her purse, then she asked, "Are you ready to go?"

Noah grabbed his backpack and asked, "Do you think I could leave my computer and extra clothes here for one more night?" then he explained, "I get paid tomorrow then I can figure something out."

Emily paused for a second, which was plenty enough time for Noah to get anxious as he anticipated bad news, but then Emily said, "Richard and I were talking last night, and we've both agreed you're more than welcome to stay here if you don't mind sleeping on a couch. The only condition is you need to keep working and save money... and clean up after yourself."

Noah felt a massive weight lifting off his chest as he looked at Emily, and as he set his backpack down on the couch he started getting emotional again.

After he cleared his throat and grabbed his Starbucks visor, he responded, "I really appreciate your help. I'll clean the fuck out of your house, Miss Emily. It's the very least I can do."

Emily chuckled and said, "You're welcome, Noah. But I don't expect you too clean up after us too, just yourself," then she grabbed her keys off the hook by the front door and asked, "Shall we head out?"

Noah followed Emily outside, then she locked the front door and they walked around to the front of the garage where the black SUV was parked.

When Noah stopped and looked around the yard for the first time in daylight, he was surprised at how big and well-kept the yard was. As he looked around at the surrounding trees on both sides, he could barely see one of the neighbors houses off in the distance as he peered through many layers of trees.

Noah got in the front passenger seat and put his seat belt on, then after he felt it scrape against his neck again, he let out a small sigh under his breath. Then he looked out the window and asked, "Are we even in Seattle?"

Emily backed up and started turning the SUV around as she answered, "Yeah, we're in Seattle. we're just up in the hills."

As Emily was driving down the driveway the trees got much more dense as the path narrowed, but then it opened up as she got to the road. Then when Emily pulled out onto the road, Noah chuckled and said, "I never been up in these hills before."

So Emily curiously asked, "Really? How long have you lived in Seattle?"

Noah answered, "For like almost eight years. I just never been up here."

As Noah continued looking around in amazement, Emily asked, "Did you come here from Texas?"

Noah answered, "No, I grew up in Spokane."

Emily got excited and responded, "Oh! Richard's from Eastern Washington too."

After turning onto a busier street, Emily drove for a few more miles and got onto the freeway, then Noah immediately recognized where he was. As he looked in the side mirror at the hills behind him, he realized he had seen those hills a million times before while riding the bus between Seattle and Tacoma.

Noah and Emily continued chatting about different places they had lived, but when they were getting close to her work, she said, "Hey, I get off work an hour before you. So if you wanna text me the Starbucks location you work at, I'll come pick you up at six."

After Noah texted her the address, he thanked her again, saying, "I really appreciate everything you're doing for me. I feel really lucky."

Emily pulled into the parking lot as she responded, "I assure you, it's no problem. You seem like a really nice kid so I'm more then happy to help out."

Noah paused for a second, then said, "I'm practically twenty-three."

Emily chuckled and responded, "Sorry, bad habit. I'm almost forty, so I call everyone under thirty that," then she smiled and said, "I meant you seem like a very nice young man."

Noah smiled and said, "I'm only a nice guy because you are too. Well... you're nice, not a man. You're a very beautiful woman."

Immediately after calling Emily beautiful, Noah started getting uncomfortable as he continued stumbling over his words while trying to correct things. But when he tried back pedaling by saying, "I mean you're like beautiful in a factual way, not like a flirty way. I respect you for lots of other reasons, like kindness and smartness and..."

Emily chuckled and spoke up, "It's okay, Noah. I appreciate the compliment. I think you're pretty cute too."

Noah started feeling giddy again as Emily was parking, so he smiled at her and said, "Thanks... Richard's pretty handsome also."

Emily smiled and responded, "Aww, I bet he'd really appreciate that."

When Noah and Emily got out of the SUV and walked into the doctors office lobby, Noah went and sat down on a chair near the front entrance. Emily reminded him that she'd pick him up at six, then she headed to the front desk and started talking to the receptionist lady.

While Noah was looking over and admiring Emily's sexy professional outfit and hairstyle, he noticed the receptionist she was talking to kept glancing over at him as she was nodding her head up and down, then Emily turned and waved goodbye.

After Noah waved back and smiled, he looked over at the receptionist lady again and caught her staring at him which made him feel embarrassed. He figured Emily must've explained why he was sitting in the lobby, and the receptionist was feeling bad for him.

Since he didn't want to accidentally make eye-contact with the receptionist again, Noah put his ear buds in and pulled his phone out to watch some YouTube videos until it was time to catch the bus.

Once it was almost time to catch the bus, Noah headed outside, making sure to not accidentally look at the receptionist on the way out. While on the way to work, he wanted to take Emily's good advice, so he spent most of the time planning how he'd apologize to Cindy.

So when he finally got to work and saw Cindy, he clocked in and awkwardly told Tiffany 'Hello' as he walked passed her, then he asked Cindy, "Is it okay if we talk before you leave?"

Cindy looked at Noah and pointed at her headset, so Noah went and started working on customers drinks.

After about thirty minutes, Noah felt a tap on his shoulder, then when he turned around, Cindy said, "Look, I'm sorry, but I don't want to talk about it again."

Noah quickly responded, "We don't need to talk about it anymore. I just want to apologize... like a real adult apology."

Cindy looked skeptical at first, but after Noah said, "I'll keep it short, I promise."

So she let out a frustrated exhale and told him, "Fine. I'm off at two."

Noah smiled and responded, "Okay, thanks," then he went back to filling orders.

When Corey got to work at noon and took over for Tiffany, he immediately asked Noah, "Yo, what was last night all about?"

Noah responded, "Oh, I just needed a ride. But I found one. I really appreciate you replying though."

After Corey took a few more orders, he caught a short break and was still curious, so he walked over to Noah and said, "You never asked me for anything before. Was it like an emergency or something?"

Noah didn't want to tell Corey he got kicked out of his dads apartment, so he answered, "It wasn't an emergency. I just got stranded across town and needed a ride home."

Corey stared at Noah for a second and then bluntly asked, "Did you get in a fight?"

Noah froze up as he remembered he got slapped the night before and his face was still a little red, so he quickly answered, "No, I just got too drunk and flirty, so a chick slapped me."

Corey started laughing then he responded, "Next time you go bar hopping let me know. We can chick hunt together."

Noah awkwardly smiled and said, "Yeah, that sounds fun, I'll let you know."

Relieved that Corey bought his story, Noah shifted focus back to filling orders until it was almost 2pm, then he clocked out for his lunch break and got a bagel.

When Cindy clocked out, she walked over to the table Noah was sitting at and said, "You really don't need to apologize."

Noah stood up and asked, "Can I though?"

Cindy paused for a moment, and Noah could tell she felt awkward about the situation, but she eventually answered, "Okay, I guess."

So Noah cleared his throat and then recited his planned apology, "I'm sorry for reacting like a crazy person and for blowing up your phone with weird messages. I handled the breakup really badly. I understand that maybe we're not compatible in certain ways, but I hope some day we can still be regular friends like before," then before Cindy could respond, Noah quickly blurted out, "But if we can't be friends, I accept that too and I'll leave you alone."

Cindy stared at Noah for a second, then she asked, "Did you have ChatGPT write that or something?"

Noah awkwardly chuckled and answered, "No, I wrote it in my head..." then he asked, "Why?, was it really bad?"

Cindy cracked a subtle smile and responded, "No, it was pretty good. But I need more time before we try being friends again. I'm still a bit freaked out to be honest."

Noah felt horrible hearing that he freaked her out, but he wanted to play it cool, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I understand. Thanks for letting me say sorry."

Cindy took a small step forward and patted Noah on the shoulder as she told him, "Well, thanks for apologizing. I'll see you later."

As Cindy was leaving, Noah felt bittersweet from their interaction.

He was still horrified from how he reacted over the breakup, but slightly optimistic that they could still be friends at some point.

After Noah finished his bagel and used the restroom, he clocked back in and continued working.

Throughout the last few hours of his shift, his upbeat emotions came sneaking up on him as he glided around effortlessly while knocking out order after order. During the dinner rush hour, all he could do was think about Emily.

The way she reacted positively to his weird puppy desires filled him with joy, and knowing that she might give him some leash training that evening kept him so energized that he was able to have most drinks finished within a minute or two after being ordered.

When he was nearing the end of his shift, things started slowing down again so he jumped into action and began cleaning and putting stuff away for the night. During the last fifteen minutes before closing, Noah had almost everything cleaned and ready for the morning.

Once it was time to leave, Corey turned the lights off and joked, "You made me look like shit today, I was struggling to keep up."

Noah chuckled and responded, "I got my hustle back. Cindy let me talk to her today."

While they were locking the doors and dropping off the trash around the side, Corey stopped and said, "I'm glad you and Cindy are talking again. But you can't depend on someone like that."

Noah got offended and asked, "Why would you say I depend on her?"

Corey sighed and responded, "Cause I've done it before. You have a special chick, and whenever things get bad, she walks off with your happiness. You gotta hold that shit for yourself bro. A chick will shatter that bitch into a million pieces and stomp all over it."

Noah tossed the trash in the dumpster and then said, "Okay, maybe I depended on her a little. But she didn't do all that dramatic soul crushing stuff. We're just not good dating partners so I wanna be her friend again."

As they were walking back out to the parking lot, Corey patted Noah on the back and said, "Cool man, I'm glad you're getting over it," then he asked, "Hey, you wanna lift home?"

Noah quickly scanned the parking lot and spotted Emily's SUV, then he pointed and responded, "I already got a ride today, but thanks for the offer. You're a real one."

Corey looked over at the black SUV and chuckled, then he asked, "Is that a cop car?"

Noah looked at the SUV again and chuckled, then he explained, "That's what I thought too, but it's not."

After Corey looked at the SUV one more time, he responded, "Damn, it definitely looks like one... But anyways, I gotta head home and feed the cats. I'll catch you later."

Noah walked over as he waved at Emily with excitement, then after he climbed into the front passenger seat, he shut the door and asked, "How was your day?"

Emily pulled out of the parking lot as she smiled and answered, "It was pretty nice. One of my clients needed to reschedule today, so I got a chance to catch up on some reading." Then she asked, "Can you put your seat belt on, please."

After Noah reluctantly put his seat belt on and fought off the urge to let out an annoyed sigh, Emily asked, "So how was your day?"

Noah smiled and answered, "Good. Cindy let me talk to her."

Emily got excited and asked, "How'd it go?"

Then Noah explained, "I think it went well. She said my apology was pretty good, but she's freaked out about everything, so she wants some more time before trying to be friends again."

Emily patted Noah on the leg and told him, "Good job. You did everything you could. Now the balls in her court."

Noah felt Emily's warmth rush over him as he received her praise, then he curiously asked, "So, what book are you reading?"

Emily answered, "Oh, I'm just catching up on some current studies. I like to keep up as much as possible so I'm not working with outdated information."

So Noah curiously asked, "What kind of studies?"

Emily explained, "One was about a clinical trial where they used MDMA to successfully treat people with PTSD, it looks very promising. The other one was a study of adults with BPD, and it showed over seventy percent of the participants had gone through maternal separation during their developmental years."

Noah looked over at Emily and nodded as he pretended to understand what she was talking about, then when she was done, he smiled and said, "I didn't know doctors use MDMA."

Emily paused for a moment, then she asked, "Are you familiar with MDMA?"

Noah chuckled and answered, "Yeah, it goes in molly. We used to call it the dance drug cause even if someone played a shitty song you can still dance to it."

Emily let out a short burst of laughter, but then she quickly regained her composure and calmly said, "Well, MDMA can be very dangerous. So I hope you will consider staying away from that stuff."

Noah quickly responded, "Oh, I don't just tried it once. I'm not gonna do it again."

Then as Emily was turning into her driveway, she smiled and said, "Richards grilling up some steaks for dinner."

Noah tensed up as his eyes got big, then he quietly asked, "You're not gonna tell him I did drugs, right?"

Emily chuckled and answered, "Of course not. That's your story." Then after she parked, she noticed Noah's worried expression, so she assured him, "Even if Richard found out, he wouldn't judge you. He had a wild side of his own back in his days."

Noah hopped out of the big SUV, then he nervously responded, "Okay. I'll still keep it to myself though."

Emily smiled as she reached around and squeezed Noah with a side hug, then she said, "Let's go change out of our work clothes and then we'll go see if Richard needs help with dinner."

As Noah was using the bathroom and changing back into his shorts and t-shirt, he couldn't help but think about how nice and loving Emily was. It still terrified him, and he worried that the more she got to know him, the less she would like him. To him, it felt like every time she said or did something kind, the pressure to not screw up only intensified.

When Noah was finished in the bathroom, he when to the living room to put his work clothes back into his pillow case, but Emily walked out from the kitchen wearing volleyball-style shorts along with a black sports bra, which caused him to freeze up as he grew nervous from her powerful and beautiful presence.

Then Emily grabbed his work clothes from him and said, "I'm doing some laundry anyways, so we might as well wash yours too."

Noah smiled and said, "Thanks."

After Noah followed Emily to the laundry room and she tossed his work clothes into the washing machine, Noah followed Emily back into the kitchen, then she opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of wine.

When she started twisting a corkscrew into the top of the cork, she asked, "Do you like red wine?"

Noah caught himself admiring Emily again, but he quickly snapped out of it and answered, "I'm not sure."

Emily smiled and said, "I'll pour you a glass. If you don't like it, you can just dump it out."

After Emily finished opening the bottle of wine, she poured three wine glasses half full, then she handed two of the glasses to Noah.

Noah looked at the wine glasses in his hand, then he tried to hand one back as he explained, "Oh, one is plenty. I'm not much of a drinker."

Emily grabbed her wine glass off the counter, then she smiled and said, "One is for Richard," then she opened the back sliding door.

Noah felt like an idiot as he followed Emily outside, then he looked around at the spacious covered-porch and saw a hot tub off to one side with a table and chairs on the other. As he peered out into the trees, he was still shocked by how big and secluded their property was.

The grassy lawn area was about the size of a basketball court, and when he looked past the lawn and squinted at the trees, he noticed they had a tall wooden fence behind the treeline. While he was admiring the yard for a brief moment, he caught himself fantasizing about running across the lush grass on all fours to return his stick to Emily.

Noah snapped out of his fantasy as he chuckled at himself, then walked over to Richard while he was cleaning the barbecue grill.

When Richard smiled and said, "I'm cooking up some mean steaks tonight!"

Noah smiled back and responded, "That sounds good," then his extended a glass out and said, "Here's your wine, Sir."

Richard let out a laugh as he grabbed the glass of wine, then he responded, "Please, Richard is fine."

Noah chuckled and said, "Sorry, I forget. I just call customers Sir and Ma'am a lot."

Then Richard responded, "It's all good. I get it."

When Noah took a sip of the red wine, he immediately hated it and got grossed out.

So Richard chuckled and asked, "I take it you're not a wine guy?"

Noah smelled the wine and answered, "I guess not," then he plugged his nose as he quickly chugged the wine down with a few big gulps.

Richard looked down at Noah with a surprised expression, then said, "You didn't have to drink it."

Noah explained, "It feels rude to waste your fancy wine."

Emily walked over and grabbed Noah's empty glass as she responded, "Oh honey, this is a cheap bottle, trust me." Then she told Richard, "I'm gonna go butter up the corn, babe."

When Emily went inside, Noah stood on the porch for about a minute and started feeling awkward, so he walked over to Richard and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Richard looked over at the table, then suggested, "You could set the table of you want to."

Noah smiled and responded, "I can do that."

When Noah walked into the kitchen and saw Emily preparing the corn, he said "I was gonna set the table. Just plates, forks, and knives, right?"

Emily grabbed some tinfoil from a drawer and responded, "Aww, thanks for helping," then she answered, "Yes, plates, forks, and knives."

Noah walked over to the cabinets and grabbed three plates, forks and butter knifes from the silverware drawer. But Emily stopped him and said, "Oh, we'll need the steak knives, honey."

Noah immediately felt goosebumps growing on his arms after hearing Emily call him Honey a second time. He didn't think anything of it the first time, but after hearing it again, he couldn't help but wonder why it was happening.

After he switched out the butter knives for steak knives and headed towards the sliding door, he stopped and asked, "Why do you keep calling me honey?"

Emily stopped wrapping the corn in tinfoil as she froze up for a moment, then she nervously responded, "I'm sorry. If that makes you uncomfortable, I can stop."

Noah could tell his question made Emily uncomfortable which made him feel bad. But he knew he couldn't take the question back, so he explained, "It kind of feels nice. But also weird cause I don't want Richard to get mad at me."

Emily chuckled and responded, "Oh, Noah. Don't worry about that. I promise Richard doesn't mind that I think you're sweet."

Noah was still worried about upsetting Richard, but he felt so uplifted by Emily's kindness that he responded, "Thanks. I think you're really sweet too, Miss Emily."

Emily gave Noah a friendly smirk and said, "Thank you," as the butterflies began swirling around in his stomach.

After he went back outside and finished setting the table, he noticed Richard's wine glass was empty, so he walked over and asked, "Would you like some more wine?"

Richard gave Noah a surprised look, then he handed his glass to Noah as he responded, "Sure, I'd love another glass of wine. Thank you."

Noah felt like he was playing up the 'Good Boy' thing with Emily and Richard, and at first it felt inauthentic and fake. But the more he was doing it, the more fun he was having, so he continued being polite and helpful anyways.

After he took Richards glass inside, he grabbed the bottle of wine from the kitchen table and started pouring.

As Emily was putting the tinfoil wrapped corn onto a platter, she said, "We have plenty of other options, Noah. You don't need to drink the wine."

Noah stopped pouring at the halfway point and responded, "Oh, this is for Richard," then he asked, "Do you think he wants half? Or a full glass?"

Emily answered, "Just half at a time," then she curiously asked, "Did Richard tell you to get him more wine?"

Noah smiled and said, "No, I offered to," Then he walked and quietly explained, "I been trying to be good and helpful, and at first it felt weird. Kinda like I was being fake. But it feels really nice, even though it's kinda corny."

Emily chuckled and responded, "That's not corny, Noah. You're just being nice."

Noah grabbed the wine glass and smiled at Emily, then he went back to the front porch and gave Richard his glass of wine.

After Richard thanked him, Noah looked at Richard's cooking apron, then over at all the different spices next to the grill, then he chuckled and asked, "So, are you a grill master or something?"

Richard paused for a moment, then awkwardly responded, "Yeah, I'm alright, I suppose."

Noah watched as Richard placed three steaks on the grill and seasoned them, Noah said, "Well, I can't grill at all. So you're definitely a grill master to me."

As Richard nervously chuckled and continued adding some seasonings, Noah got confused by Richard's refusal to acknowledge his own cooking skills, so Noah continued, "I just mean, you look like you know what you're doing. I feel like when there's a big barbecue happening, you're definitely the master of the grill."

Emily walked over with the platter of corn as she chimed in and teased, "Oh, Richards the Master of many things."

Noah looked over at Emily's naughty smirk, then back at Richard's subtle and hesitant smile, then he realized what was happening, so he smirked at Emily and joked, "I didn't know Master was such a naughty word around here. My bad."

Richard nervously chuckled, and then asked, "Is the corn ready?"

Emily handed Richard the platter as she answered in a sexy voice, "Yes, grill Master."

Richard and Noah both started cracking up, then after Richard put the corn on the bottom grill, he closed the lid and said, "Alright. I'll have everything ready in about twenty minutes."

Emily went and sat down at the table, then she waved Noah over and said, "Come, sit."

Noah walked over and sat down, then he looked out into the big backyard again and said, "You guys practically have your own dog park. I bet your service dogs love it back here."

Emily took a sip of her wine and then responded, "Yeah, it's a great beginning spot for training. There's very few distractions back here, so it's much easier for them to focus."

Noah looked around the yard a little more, then curiously asked, "How long does it take to make a service dog?"

Emily took another sip of her wine, then she explained, "It depends on the breed. But I just do the early stage training which typically takes one or two week. After that, the client will take the dog to an expert where the dog will receive more advanced training."

Noah smiled and said, "So you get them through high school so they can go to dog college and get their pet-degree."

Emily chuckled at Noah's pun then nodded and said, "Yup, it's kind of like high school. Once they have the tools to learn, they're able to learn much more advanced things, like helping people with PTSD, Anxiety, and even those with vision impairments."

Noah thought for a second, then he chuckled and responded, "I feel like a blind mans dog has it Ruff... if he chases one squirrel into the street then his whole career is over."

Emily glared at Noah with an amused expression on her face, then she cracked a smile as she let out a small chuckle and said, "That's pretty fucked up."

Noah got more excited about making Emily laugh, so he smiled and joked, "Well, it's a good thing people like you exist cause a blind mans dog who pulls on his leash is just a dead mans dog."

Emily laughed again, then after she took another sip of her wine she said, "You know, you got a pretty dark sense of humor."

Noah went silent for a second, then he asked, "Is that good or bad?"

Emily answered, "It's not the moral dilemma people think it is, it's just a piece of you."

Noah curiously asked, "Where do you think dark spots come from?"

Emily gave Noah a silly smirk and said, "Well, it comes from the dark, of course."

Noah tensed up and responded, "I try to be nice. So I don't know why I would even have one."

Emily leaned in close and placed her hand over Noah's, then as Noah started getting nervous, she asked him, "Do you know what happens to people who don't have any dark spots?"

Noah started getting goosebumps again as he nervously asked, "What happens?"

Then Emily booped him on the nose and answered, "Life gives them one."

Noah looked into Emily's eyes for a moment, then he got confused and said, "Yeah, but that would just mean everyone has one."

Emily leaned back in her chair as she smiled and responded, "Exactly."

While Noah was looking out into the yard while wondering when life gave him his dark spots, Richard walked over with the platter of steak and corn, then after he set the food down on the table, Noah snapped out of his deep thoughts and smiled, "Thanks for cooking dinner Mr... I mean, Thanks Richard."

Richard sat down at the table across from Emily, then responded, "It's no prob. I love grilling," then he picked up a steak with the tongs, set it on Emily's plate, and did the same thing for Noah.

After Richard put a full cob of corn on each of their plates, he dished up his own plate and said, "Let's dig in."

When Noah cut off a piece of steak, he got grossed out when he noticed it wasn't fully cooked. He made sure to hide his feelings about it because he didn't want to disrespect Richard or hurt his feelings, but eating under-cooked meat always freaked him out.

Since he saw Emily and Richard eating it, he forced a piece into his mouth despite his feelings.

As soon as he started chewing, Richard asked him, "So... how is it?"

As Noah was forcing a smile out and chewing the piece of steak, he got hit with a pleasant and joyful experience he wasn't expecting, then he answered, "I don't usually eat raw meat cause I'm scared of getting sick, but this is really tasty. You're really good at seasoning stuff."

Richard got excited and started explaining his seasoning technique, saying, "It all starts with my own custom steak rub! It still has all the normal shit like paprika, salt, pepper, garlic, onion and all that. But I go heavy on the cayenne and chili flakes, then I use brown sugar to tame the spiciness. That's how you get that spicy kick without drowning out the zestiness or overpowering the savoriness of the meat."

Noah cut off another piece of his steak and put it in his mouth as he nodded along and listened, then just when he thought Richard was done explaining, Richard continued, "The dry rub alone is important and all, but what really makes it pop is how you grill it. I crank that bitch up to five hundred degrees and give each side a strong sear, then I move it up a rack to finish cooking it. When done right, not only does it trap the juices in, giving you that succulent experience with each bite, it also gives you that slightly charred texture without the bitterness you get from burnt meat."

When Richard stopped talking, he smiled at Noah like he was awaiting a response, so Noah stopped nodding and said, "Well, you really are the grill master. This is a great steak."

Richard got excited as he cut off another piece and took a bite, then responded, "I really appreciate that, Noah. If you ever want to get into grilling, I'm your guy," then he asked Emily, "Hey babe, how do you like it?"

Emily smiled and responded, "Ehh, It could use a little ketchup."

Richard gave Emily an amused smirk, then told Noah, "She loves it. She's just keeping my ego in check."

As Noah continued eating dinner and chatting with Emily and Richard, he started feeling like he was in a Disney movie because of the way Emily and Richard talked to each other.

They both genuinely seemed to love each others company and although they teased each other, he didn't detect any sharp jabs or angry undertones. The way they were interacting with each other was something Noah had only seen in movies and sitcoms.

When they were almost finished with dinner, Noah's curiosity had grown stronger, so he asked, "Hey, how'd you guys learn to get along so good?"

Emily and Richard both looked at him, seemingly confused or annoyed, but he couldn't tell which it was.

Before the awkward silence could completely crush him, Noah set his corncob down and said, "I didn't mean for that to be rude. It's just, you guys seem like a perfect couple," then he nervously asked, "Do you guys ever get mad at each other? Or is it always like this?"

Emily and Richard both chuckled, then Emily responded, "I get mad at Richard all the time. We've been married for fifteen years and he still leaves the toilet seat up."

Richard fired back and said, "It's true, Emily always leaves the toilet seat down every single time. Even when my back hurts!"

Emily smirked at Richard, then she told Noah, "We fight sometimes. We just talk and work through it."

Noah took another bite of corn while in deep thought and he started feeling down, then he blurted out, "I wish me and Cindy could be like you guys."

Emily and Richard looked at each other, then Richard asked, "Is Cindy your special lady?"

Noah responded, "Not at the moment."

Richard awkwardly cleared his throat, then said, "Well... Emily dumped me a few times before I could convince her to marry me. Sometimes the bumpy roads lead to the best places."

Noah cracked a smile as he started feeling a little more hopeful, then he responded, "You seem wise as fuck, Richard."

Richard chuckled and confessed, "I stole the bumpy road thing from Emily."

When Noah looked at Emily, she smiled and said, "Oh, I'm sure I got it from a random movie or something."

Noah felt a euphoric bliss around him as he sat between Emily and Richard, once again feeling hopeful about someday patching things up with Cindy, then just as Richard started grabbing all the plates, Noah spoke up, "Hey, let me do the dishes. It's the least I can do."

But then Emily responded, "It's okay, let Richard handle those. Maybe you can do them tomorrow."

Noah paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you sure? I don't mind doing them."

Emily smiled and explained, "I think it's sweet you wanna help, but I thought it could be fun to do some leash training well the suns out."

Noah got excited and smiled, but when he looked over at Richard gathering the dishes, he felt awkward and responded, "I don't want to do anything that makes Richard uncomfortable."

Richard chuckled and said, "I like you, Noah. You're very respectful," then he explained, "It doesn't bother me if you and Emily go enjoy some pet play together. I'm gonna be having my fun with Emily later tonight."

When Noah saw Emily looked aroused and was giving Richard a naughty smirk, Noah got excited because he finally felt like he wasn't complicating their relationship or disrespecting Richard, so he asked, "Can I go get my collar and leash?"

Emily smiled and answered, "Of course."

Chapter 3: Thursday Evening

Noah went inside and quickly dug his collar and leash out of his bag, then as he looked at them, he got another burst of excitement as he let out a little squeal.

As he was walking back through the kitchen, he stopped and told Richard, "I promise I got the dishes tomorrow. It's only fair."

Richard chuckled and responded, "Hey, sounds like a deal."

Noah walked out to the porch and handed his leash to Emily, then he started putting his collar on as he nervously asked, "What should I do first?"

Emily smiled as Noah followed her down the steps and into the grass, then she answered, "Well, every puppy should know how to sit."

Noah finished buckling his collar as his excitement grew, then he got down on all fours in front of Emily and sat on his knees while smiling up at her.

Emily responded, "Good job," in a friendly voice, then she bent down and attached his leash to his collar.

Noah immediately started feeling himself getting an erection and became worried about making Emily uncomfortable. He wanted to somehow address the problem, but before he could think of what to say, Emily pulled his leash tight so that their wasn't any slack, then she gently pulled Noah along with her as she began walking.

Noah walked with Emily for about five feet, then he heard her say, "Heel," so he stopped walking and sat up on his knees to see what she wanted.

Emily smiled and said, "Don't stop, just heel," then she continued walking.

Noah got confused but he tried again.

While he continued walking with Emily he started getting more excited, and he was becoming extremely thankful he was on all fours because his penis had quickly become fully erect and he knew it would be noticeable if he were standing.

As Emily continued walking him, the slight tugs on his leash was feeding into his excitement. Wanting to feel Emily's control over him, he walked a little faster until the leash was slightly pulling on him, but then Emily said, "Heel," again.

Noah sat back on his knees and looked up at Emily confused as he asked, "Am I doing it wrong?"

Emily gave him a kind smile and explained, "I need you to heel," then she explained, "That means you walk beside me and your shoulders don't go past me. Let's try again."

Noah followed as Emily began walking, then he focused on making sure his shoulders didn't go ahead of her. As Emily continued walking him through the grass, he started to match her pace well. After about twenty feet of walking, Emily turned him around and began walking him back towards the porch as he struggled to stay focused.

When they got to the porch, Emily said, "Sit," then after Noah sat up and smiled up at her, she told him, "Good boy. You heeled the whole way back."

Noah's excitement spiked again from Emily's praise which caused his arms to twitch, then he responded, "Thanks for teaching me how to heel."

Emily smiled and said, "Let's see if you can heel both ways this time," as she began walking.

Noah focused on heeling, making sure to not walk ahead of Emily, and when they got about halfway to the trees, she turned him around and gave him more praises, telling him he was a good boy and doing a good job. Noah felt his heart pounding from his overwhelming excitement and he could barely contain himself, but he managed to lock in and remained focused on heeling.

When Emily walked him back to the porch, she said, "Sit," then after Noah sat, she asked, "Would you like to earn a treat?"

Noah started feeling anxious as his mind quickly went to a naughty place because he found Emily extremely attractive, and he'd be lying to himself if he said he hadn't had dirty thoughts about her after their therapy session. But it still terrified him that she might be leading him to the ultimate treat faster than he could ever imagine, so he nervously asked for clarity, "What kind of treat?"

Emily smiled and answered, "I got Reese's Pieces."

Noah felt his anxiety melt away as he immediately responded, "I love Reese's Pieces."

Emily pointed across the yard and explained, "If you can heal all the way to the trees and back, I'll reward you with treats," then she asked, "Do you think you can do it?"

Noah smiled and shook with excitement, then he answered, "I know I can!"

Emily pulled the slack from his leash and began walking towards the trees while Noah heeled beside her. As they got halfway to the trees, the worries of Emily seeing his erection sneak back in and he began wondering how he was going to get his erection to go away before standing up.

As he got lost in his thoughts, he heard Emily say, "Heel."

When Noah stopped and apologized, "I'm sorry."

Emily responded, "It's okay, you're doing good," then she continued walking him as she told him, "Just focus on heeling. Don't get distracted."

Noah continued along side Emily as he fought to control his mind. While making sure to push all his worried and naughty thoughts aside, he stayed focused on heeling. Once they got to the tree line, Emily turned him around and gave him more praises, making sure to remind him that he's being a good boy and doing a good job.

When they got about halfway back to the porch, Noah's arms started getting tired. He knew he could easily finish the walk, but he was still surprised and a bit disappointed with himself. While Emily finished walking him, he told himself that he needed to start doing at least ten push ups each morning just in case Emily ever wanted to take him on more walks.

As they got about ten feet from the porch, Emily said, "Sit."

After Noah sat, he could feel his arms and shoulders aching, but he was too excited to care as he smiled up at her.

Emily was showing some excitement of her own as she gave him praises, telling him, "You did amazing," and "You're such a good boy," while giving him some head pats and playful ear scratches.

Noah couldn't help but smile and let out some laughter while Emily praised him.

After reminding Noah he was a good boy one more time, Emily asked, "Would you like some treats?"

Noah quickly answered, "Yes please!"

Emily set his leash down on the grass and said, "Stay."

Noah waited as Emily walked into the kitchen and came back out with a cupped-hand full of Reese's Pieces, then she sat down on the steps of the porch and ate a piece while she looked out at the trees. Noah looked over to her from the yard, still about ten feet away, and he wanted to walk over their, but he didn't know if he was supposed to, so he just waited.

As seconds passed by, Noah began to panic and worry that he was doing something wrong, but then Emily ate one more piece of candy before acknowledging him and saying, "Come."

Noah got filled with excitement as he sprinted over to Emily, then he sat down in front of her again.

Emily grabbed his leash, then she held up a piece of candy and said, "You gotta catch it."

At first, Noah felt a little embarrassed about the conditions to receive his treat, but he was having a lot of fun with Emily, so he pushed his embarrassment aside and opened his mouth and awaited his treat.

When Emily tossed a piece of candy up, Noah quickly lunged at it, but the candy bounced off his cheek and into the grass.

Emily chuckled as she leaned forward and picked the piece of candy up, then she said, "Here, try again."

When Emily tossed the piece of candy again, Noah lunged at it like last time, but it bounced off his chin.

Emily chuckled as she picked up the piece of candy, and Noah was starting to feel embarrassed.

When Emily showed the piece of candy in between her fingers, he opened his mouth and focused on it, but Emily paused and said, "Don't jump at it. Stay focused. And when I toss it up, move yourself under it."

Noah nodded as he continued waiting, then when Emily tossed the piece of candy up again, Noah saw it coming towards his forehead so he slightly scooted back as the candy fell into his mouth.

Noah gave Emily a shocked and happy look as he chewed and swallowed the candy, then he said, "You're a really good teacher."

Emily chuckled and responded, "Well, you're a very good boy, and a fast learner."

Noah felt his heart still thumping in his chest, so he scooted a little closer and sat back down on his knees, then he told Emily, "Thanks for playing with me."

Emily gave Noah another kind and sincere smile as she responded, "I like playing with you. You're a really good puppy."

As Noah's heart began pounding much harder, Emily opened her hand and revealed a few more Reese's Pieces, then she said, "Here's some more treats. You deserve them."

Noah looked down at Emily's hand and went to grab the last few pieces of candy, but Emily closed her hand and said, "No paws."

After Noah put his hand down, he chuckled and then smiled at Emily, so she smiled back and opened her hand again.

Noah leaned down and ate the candy from her hand, and when he finished his treats he couldn't help but smile at Emily some more. He couldn't believe how happy he was while sitting in the grass with her holding his leash. It felt a little goofy, but it felt amazing and perfectly right at the same time.

As he was looking into Emily's eyes for a moment, she gave him a little smirk and asked, "Would you like some tummy rubs?"

Noah's eyes got big, and his anxiety quickly followed, so he nervously responded, "I'm... I'm okay. Thanks though."

Emily chuckled and teased him, "Are you too excited for tummy rubs?"

Noah tensed up and asked, "What do you mean?"

Emily smiled and responded, "It's perfectly natural to get excited. You don't need to feel bad about it."

Noah could tell Emily was referring to his erection, and he started to feel exposed. He knew she couldn't have seen it with him walking on all fours and sitting like a dog, so that mean she could sense it, which for him was somehow more jarring. Although he desperately wanted more attention from Emily, he was still too anxious to expose himself to her.

Before he could figure out how to say no, Emily teased in a playful voice, "It's just tummy rubs. Puppy's love tummy rubs."

Noah's anxiety continued ramping up as he debated with himself about what to do, but after a few moments, his intense urge to receive tummy rubs from Emily overpowered his anxiety, so he turned his brain off and rolled over onto his back as he began panting like a puppy.

When he looked over at Emily, he saw her smile grow, then she reached down and started giving him tummy rubs as she praised him, "Aww, such a cute puppy, look at you! So cute!"

Noah's excitement began spiraling up and out of control as he could feel his erection throbbing as it was pushing and rubbing against his underwear. While receiving Emily's praise and tummy rubs with his excitement fully exposed, he started panting faster.

Emily started using both hands and giving him faster and more playful belly rubs and ear scratches as she continued praising him, "Aww, you were so good on your leash! You heeled like such a good puppy! Aww, so adorable!"

Noah's excitement got so high that he started to feel like he was going to pee in his shorts, then when Emily was getting more excited and praising him, "Who's the goodest cutest puppy in the whole wide world? It's you! Isn't it?!" Noah started slowly cumming under his underwear from all the friction and excitement.

Noah's playful panting quickly turned into urgent whimpers as Emily continued giving him tummy rubs, ear scratches, and lots of praise. As he felt himself cumming, he started getting anxious but he couldn't stop. By the time Emily began slowing down, he could feel his cum soaking his balls and inner thighs.

After Emily finally stopped, she patted him on the side and said, "I had so much fun leash training you. You learned sit, heel, stay, and come all in one training session."

Noah nervously rolled over and sat back up on his knees as he wondered if she meant 'come' in another way, so he nervously asked, "What do you mean?"

Emily smiled and answered, "You learned a lot today. You should be proud of yourself."

Noah felt his cum dripping down the inside of his leg, which caused him to panic. After he looked down and saw a line of it dripping down his left leg, he looked back up and saw Emily looking down at his leg as he began feeling extremely humiliated.

When Emily looked back at Noah, he looked away to avoid eye contact, but Emily just chuckled and said, "Aww, you got very Very excited. I'm glad you had fun too."

Noah felt a little relieved that Emily seemed unfazed by what happened, but he still felt extremely embarrassed, so he asked, "It was fun for you too?"

Emily gave him some more ear scratches as she assured him, "Of course, I had Loads of fun."

Noah chuckled at Emily's pun, then he wondered if that meant she would play with him again so he asked, "Do you wanna train more again some time?"

Emily chuckled and responded, "Yeah, I'd love to keep training you. You're a very good boy."

Noah felt the butterflies raging in his stomach, so he smiled and let out a bark, "rrrufff ruff!"

Emily laughed and gave him some more head pats and ear scratches. After she removed his leash, she stood up and offered him a hand, then told him, "Let's go switch the laundry so we can wash your messy underwear and shorts."

Noah smiled as he grabbed her hand, then he got up and followed her inside. When they got into the kitchen, Richard was still at the sink doing dishes, so he said, "It looked like you two were having a lot of fun."

Emily smiled and responded, "It went great. Noah learned how to sit, heel, stay, and come. He even heeled all the way to the tree line and back."

Richard chuckled and said, "I saw that. Pretty impressive," then he asked Noah, "Are your arms sore?"

Noah felt embarrassed about the cum dripping down his leg, but he still cracked a smile and answered, "They're burning up a little."

Then Richard said, "Well, you're gonna be jacked in no time if you keep working out like that."

Emily placed her hand on Noah's back and told Richard, "I'm gonna go hang his leash up and throw his messy undies in the wash, then we should catch up on some news."

When Richard looked down at Noah's leg and saw his cum dripping down, he chuckled and said, "Oh, you two had extra fun," then he told Emily, "That sounds good to me, babe. I'll fire up the TV."

Noah followed Emily into the living room as she walked over to the coat hooks by the front door, then after she hung his leash up with all the other ones, he felt amazing. Watching Emily hang his leash up with the others rather then having it hidden away like a dirty little secret made him feel a special way that he didn't know existed.

As Emily headed to the laundry room, Noah followed, then after she put his hers and his work clothes into the dryer and asked, "Wanna go change so we can wash your undies?"

Noah paused for an awkward moment, then he explained, "I don't have extra underwear and bottoms. I just grabbed all my favorite shirts when I was leaving," then he told her, "I don't mind wearing these for a little bit."

Emily looked down at his messy leg again, then said, "Just wear some of your cute girl clothes. You don't need to wear messy underwear for an hour, that sounds really uncomfortable."

Noah was nervous about wearing his girl clothes around Emily and Richard, but at the same time, the idea of it excited him because he would get the chance to dress up in cute clothes without feeling judged, but even more importantly, he really wanted to get out of his messy underwear because it felt gross.

After thinking for a moment about it, Noah responded, "I can change into some of my girl clothes, but their kind of slutty and I don't wanna freak you and Richard out."

Emily chuckled and said, "Noah, it's fine. Richard and I don't care how you dress as long as you're comfortable."

Noah nervously asked, "Are you sure it won't freak out Richard?"

Emily gave Noah a kind smile, then she shouted down the hallway and asked, "Babe, can you come here real quick?"

Noah started panicking and looking at Emily, then she raised her hand up and slowly moved it down which strangely enough calmed him.

After Richard walked down the hallway and asked, "Sup, babe?"

Emily explained, "Noah only has one change of boy clothes with him and we need to wash his undies and shorts. I suggested he wear some of his girl clothes while we wash his boy clothes, but he's concerned about making you uncomfortable."

Richard chuckled, then then he looked at Noah and said, "I appreciate the concern, but trust me, I'm the weirdest one here. Just be yourself and don't worry about it."

Noah got confused and asked, "How are you the weirdest one."

Richard got nervous and said, "Well... um..."

But then Emily kindly bailed him out and joked, "It's a never ending list of kinks and fetishes, don't even get him started."

After Richard nervously chuckled, Noah smiled and said, "Okay, then I won't worry about being weird either."

Noah felt relieved as he went and grabbed his backpack, then he went to the bathroom and wiped his legs and private area clean.

As he dug through his clothes, he pulled out the stuff he considered to be the 'least slutty', then after settling on his short black skirt and pink crop top, he put on some black panties and got dressed.

Before leaving the bathroom, he stopped to look at his outfit in the mirror, then when he remembered he was still wearing his collar, he took a moment as he grabbed the 'Good Boy' dog tag and thought about how much he liked being good for Emily.

When Noah went back to the laundry room to give Emily his dirty clothes, Emily smiled and said, "You look very cute in a skirt."

Noah smiled as he swayed his hips back and forth, then he said, "Thank you."

After Emily put his clothes in the washer and started the laundry machine, she asked, "Do you feel cute?"

Noah paused for a moment as he felt his face heating up, then he responded, "Yeah... I do."

Then Noah's heart started pounding again when Emily smiled and said, "Good, because you look very cute too."

After Noah followed Emily back to the living room, he saw Richard sitting on the corner of the couch watching some local news.

When Emily sat down next to Richard, she told Noah, "We like to watch the nine o'clock news, but you're more then welcome to plug your laptop in and use it if you get bored."

Noah would've sat and watched the news despite how bored he would've gotten, so he felt grateful that Emily took the pressure off of him and gave him the out.

When he got his laptop and plugged it in behind the couch, he sat down with it on his lap and turned the volume all the way down so he could roam around on Stardew Valley and work on his farm without bothering Emily and Richard.

After about twenty minutes of listening to Emily and Richard talk about their days at work, as well as hearing them discuss future plans, Noah realized they were hardly paying attention to the news at all.

As they continued bouncing from topic to topic, it became clear that they were just using the TV as a quiet background noise while they cuddled and talked on the couch.

While Noah was half focused on his game, he couldn't help hear them talking since he was sitting with them.

As Emily and Richard were discussing plans for the weekend, Emily mentioned, "Kim and Danny are coming over Sunday for a barbecue, so we need to go grocery shopping at some point too," then she asked, "Did you wanna grill steaks again?"

Richard responded, "I'm not sure, I'd like to grill something everyone likes. What do you think we should have?"

Emily thought for a moment, then suggested, "Well, everyone likes barbecue chicken. You can't go wrong with that."

Richard agreed, "Yeah, that's a good idea."

Then when Emily said, "We can go grocery shopping Saturday and get anything we're missing."

Richard politely asked, "Work was crazy this week. Would you be okay if I just relax at home this time?"

So Emily answered, "Oh, of course. I understand," then she curiously asked, "Did you hear anymore about Kim's ex?"

Richard answered, "His girlfriend got bail, but he's stuck until his court date," then he explained, "I've been so swamped with wrapping up the big embezzlement case, I think I'm gonna see about taking some time off after."

Emily snuggled up against him and said, "You should. We could go camping."

Richard squeezed Emily closer and told her, "That sounds fun."

Then after some quiet and intimate cuddling, Emily randomly chuckled and said, "Oh, Kim showed me your butt plug by the way."

Noah's eyes got big as he tried to keep staring at his laptop, then Richard nervously chuckled and asked, "Why would she do that?"

Emily smiled and explained, "I don't remember why. She just got excited about it and asked if I wanted to see, so I said yes," then Emily chuckled again and said, "You didn't mention it was a cute pig tail!"

Richard chuckled and responded, "Kim is a wild one,"

Then Noah's curiosity finally got to big to ignore, so he asked, "Who's Kim?"

Richard nervously chuckled and hesitated to answer, so Emily explain, "Oh, Kim's a wonderful young lady Richard plays with."

Then Noah cracked up a little and asked Richard, "And she makes you wear a pig tail butt plug?"

Richard cleared his throat a little as Emily was smiling, then he explained, "Kim is my dominatrix. We don't some humiliation stuff."

Noah was caught off guard hearing the big, heavy, and strong looking guy was into that, but he was even more shocked that Richard let her treat him like a pig, so he curiously asked, "Does she know you're a cop?"

Richard and Emily started cracking up as they both nodded 'yes', then Richard explained, "From my understanding, all her submissives are farm animals. She has a Cow and a Donkey too."

Noah started cracking up and said, "She sounds awesome," then he explained, "I never met a nice Kim before. They're usually assholes."

So Emily smirked and said, "Well, our Kim is a bit abrasive, but deep down she's a big sweetheart."

While Emily and Richard continued cuddling and chatting, Noah kept randomly chuckling as he was imagining the big manly detective being reduced down to a little submissive pig, but after a few minutes, Emily asked him, "Hey, you wanna go shopping with me on Saturday? We could go out for lunch."

Noah got really excited and immediately answered, "I'd love to get lunch with you, Miss Emily."

Emily reached over and gave him some delightful ear and chin scratches, then cuddled with Richard awhile longer while Noah's excitement was rumbling.

After about twenty more minutes, Noah couldn't help but notice things were getting spicy next to him on the couch as Emily and Richard began talking dirty.

As he was listening to Richard talk to Emily like she was a 'bad girl', Noah was getting confused because he thought Richard was a submissive. But he didn't want to ruin Emily and Richard's dirty conversation, so he awkwardly sat on the couch and continued playing Stardew Valley.

Eventually Emily started calling Richard 'Sir' while talking to him, then as things began heating up more, Emily startled Noah when she reached over and gave him some ear scratches.

When Noah nervously chuckled and smiled at her, she explained, "I was going to go pleasure Richard before he heads to bed, would you like to wait in the kennel while I do that?"

Noah got excited hearing that Emily and Richard were about to go have sex, and deep down he desperately wanted to watch, but as he looked over at the big kennels by the window, he also liked the idea of being a good boy and waiting in the kennel for Emily, so he answered, "Yeah, I'd love to wait in the kennel for you! That sounds fun too."

Emily could see how excited Noah got when she said that she was going to pleasure Richard, so she curiously asked, "Would you like me to put the kennel in our bedroom so you don't get scared and lonely out here?"

Noah's heart began pounding as he looked at Emily and Richard, then he nervously answered, "Yeah, if you guys don't mind."

Emily turned to Richard and said, "I don't mind, do you mind?"

Richard smiled and answered, "Not at all. I wouldn't want your puppy feeling scared or lonely."

Noah's excitement spiked as Emily asked Richard if he would carry the large kennel to the bedroom, then while Richard was moving the kennel, Noah stood up to follow, but Emily stopped him and kindly asked, "How do puppies walk?"

After Noah got down on all fours and sat like a puppy, he gave Emily a big smile and said, "Like this, Miss Emily!"

Emily smiled back down at Noah and responded, "That's right, good boy," then she patted the side of her leg and said, "Come," as she continued towards her bedroom.

Noah nervously walked behind Emily as they made their way down the hallway and Emily and Richards master bedroom, and when he looked around at how simple, and yet, extremely elegant their bedroom was, he was blown away.

Aside from the big and tall bed with two nightstands, the only other furniture was two dressers and a tall bookshelf.

While Noah was still looking around the bedroom at some of the decorative house plants and paintings, Richard set the kennel down by the bed and began undressing as he smirked at Emily.

When Richard took his t-shirt off, Noah immediately noticed the healthy amount of black and gray chest hair on his chest, but it wasn't too shocking considering how much hair he had on his forearms and legs.

But what was most surprising to Noah as how fit Richard was. Since Richard wore loose fitting t-shirts and had a fairly large belly, Noah never noticed how big his shoulder and chest muscles were. He wasn't jacked like a body builder, but he was more built like one of those strong men from the lifting competitions.

For a moment, Noah seemed to get lost while looking at Richard, but when Emily scooted the kennel a bit further from the bed and opened the door, she said, "Kennel," which got his full attention.

Noah smiled and gladly walked into the large kennel.

When he turned around and tried to sit upright on his knees like a puppy, his head was hitting the top of the kennel, so he sat down on his butt and crossed his legs so that the top of the kennel was barely touching his hair, then he asked, "Is it okay if I sit crisscross like this?"

Emily chuckled and responded, "Of course you can, sweetie. I want you to be nice and comfy in your kennel, this is your cozy safe space," then she latched the kennel door closed and told him, "I'm gonna play with you in a bit, so no touching yourself."

Noah looked up at Emily through his kennel as he felt himself swelling up in his panties, and he couldn't help but imagine what she meant by 'play', but he was more than willing to wait and see, so he smiled and responded, "Okay, I won't touch myself. I promise."

Emily gave Noah a naughty smirk, then she turned and placed her hand on Richard's chest as she politely told him, "I'm ready to be your fuck toy, Sir."

Noah's eyes opened wide as Emily verbally surrendered herself to Richard, then after Richard pulled down his shorts and boxers, Noah was again blown away when he saw Richards huge meaty penis hanging down between his thighs.

After Richard sat down on the side of the bed, he opened the top drawer of the nightstand and pulled out some leather wrist restraints and a blindfold, then he told Emily, "Remove your clothes."

Emily grabbed the bottom of her sports bra and started pulling it up while Richard began stroking his penis and watching her undress. When Emily pulled her sports bra all the way off, she turned to toss it away from the bed and Noah caught a quick look at her large firm breasts.

Noah's excitement was rumbling throughout his body, and just when he thought he couldn't possibly get anymore excited, Emily started pulling her athletic shorts down past her hips, then she pushed her shorts down a little harder until both her beautifully thick and muscular cheeks popped out.

While Noah was admiring Emily's thick and curvy features, Emily bent over as she continued pushing her shorts all the way down, and Noah caught a glimpse of her glistening pussy from behind.

After Emily tossed her shorts away, Richard stood up and placed his hands on the sides of her neck and started kissing her.

Noah couldn't see them making out because Emily was facing away from him, but just being in the room with them, as well as having a nice view of Emily's bottom was more then enough to keep his mouth watering.

Emily placed her hands on Richard's hips as they continued making out, then when Richard stopped and grabbed the blindfold off the bed, Emily got down on her knees without being asked.

Richard sat down on the bed and put the blindfold on Emily, then after she held her wrists out for him, he started putting the leather wrists restraints on her.

When Richard was finished putting her restraints on, he looked down at her and said, "I haven't decided how I want to use you, so go ahead and suck my cock while I think about it."

Emily responded, "Yes Sir," then she reached up and started stroking Richards penis.

Noah felt a little frustrated that he couldn't see everything from where his kennel was, but he still knew what was happening which was more than enough for him.

When he saw Emily's head go down towards Richard's lap, he could hear the soft and wet sounds of Emily sucking on Richards cock.

Richard let out a relaxing exhale as he brushed Emily's hair back, then he told her, "I'm thinking I'll fuck you in the ass," then he explained, "I know it doesn't feel good, and I know it doesn't make you cum. But I have to remind you what you are."

When Emily lifted her head for a moment and responded, "Yes, Sir. I understand. Thank you," before lowering her head.

Noah's heart began pounding so hard he was having a difficult time sitting still

Then Richard continued explaining, "I'm not fucking you in your ass because it's tighter, cause it's not... at least not anymore. I'm not even using it to pleasure myself, cause I could just throat fuck you if that's all I wanted... I'm only fucking you in the ass because you're a filthy whore, and you need it."

When Emily lifted her head again and said, "I understand, Sir. Thank you," Noah couldn't believe how Richard talked to her, but what was even more shocking for Noah, was how much both he and Emily loved it.

As Richard was stroking Emily's hair and enjoying his blowjob, he eventually explained, "I'm gonna make you cum before I help you. I think you deserve a release."

When Emily lifted her head for a moment and responded, "That's very generous of you Sir, thank you."

Richard just smiled as he gently pushed her head back down and said, "I haven't decided what position yet, so keep sucking my cock."

Noah was still in shock from seeing how submissive Emily was being for Richard. To Noah, Emily was such a powerful and beautiful woman, so seeing her surrendering to her husband like that was like watching Wonder Woman surrender to a man.

But as Noah continued watching, he started to understand why Emily would surrender to someone like Richard. The way he could effortlessly shift from the kind gentlemen to the stern and strict dominant Emily desperately needed was something Noah didn't know was possible.

After Richard enjoyed his blowjob for a couple minutes, he started brushing Emily's hair some more as he told her, "Since your puppies watching, I think I'm going to fuck you doggy style," then he asked, "Do you wanna show your puppy how doggies breed? It could be a nice learning experience for him."

Noah wanted to scream 'Yes Please!' but he didn't know if he was supposed to talk, so he remained silent.

Thankfully for him, Emily lifted her head and answered, "Yes, I think my puppy would enjoy that, Sir."

Noah watched as Richard gently pushed Emily's head back down, then he reached over and grabbed a magic wand vibrator from the nightstand, then when Richard reached back in the drawer and pulled out a thick and heavy leather collar, Noah was fighting to keep his hands out of his panties.

When Richard reached down and placed the leather collar around Emily's neck, he explained, "If I'm gonna be fucking you like a doggy, then you should be wearing your collar."

After Richard finished buckling Emily's collar, he looked over at Noah and asked, "Would you like to see your owner cum?"

Noah got excited and answered, "Yes, Sir! Please!"

Richard smiled as he slid his finger through the ring of Emily's collar and tugged on it. After standing Emily up, he pulled her closer and started sucking on her nipples while he placed her hands behind her back and clipped her leather wrist restraints together.

After taking a few moments to enjoy Emily's breasts, Richard turned her around so that she was facing Noah, then he pulled her down onto his lap.

Noah watched intently as Richard placed her legs on the outside of his knees and fully exposed her wet pussy.

When Richard began sliding his middle finger in and out of Emily's pussy, Noah's frustration started increasing, because he somehow felt miles away despite sitting in his kennel just a few feet from his owner.

While Richard continued enjoying Emily's body, Noah could feel his own wetness soaking his panties which made keeping his promise much harder.

Richard removed his finger from Emily's pussy and slid it into her mouth so she could enjoy her sweet juices, then when she was finished, he reached over and grabbed the magic wand.

When Emily heard the vibrator switch on, she let out a soft gasp and smiled, then Richard pressed it up against her clit and told her, "You've been a very good girl, so enjoy this. You deserve it."

After Emily responded, "Thank you, Sir."

Richard started kissing on Emily's neck as her smile of joy slowly shifted into pure pleasure, which made Noah extremely happy.

Noah loved watching Emily feel good, and he thought the way Richard was dominating her while still prioritizing her desires was very noble and inspiring.

As Emily began softly whimpering, Noah watched her chest move up and down as her breathing grew faster.

While Emily was heating up, she began lightly grinding her pussy into the vibrator, so Richard pushed a button on the wand a few times, turning the vibrating up and causing Emily to let out some pleasurable moans.

When Noah looked across at Emily's pussy, he could see the vibrator was turned up so high that it was forcing her pussy to quiver uncontrollably.

He looked back up at Emily's face and watched as she continued moaning from the intense stimulation, and when Richard began grinding the vibrator into her pussy, Emily's moans became much louder.

As Richard continued grinding the vibrator against Emily, she squirmed around as she began desperately grinding against her vibrator for few intense and pleasurable minutes, then she started crying out, "May I cum Sir? Please? I'm gonna cum! May I please cum!"

Richard turned the vibrator up again which caused Emily's legs to start shivering, then he told her, "You may cum."

Noah was getting too excited from watching Emily be pleasured and it was becoming impossible to stay seated, so he got up on all fours in his kennel and continued watching.

When Emily began moaning and crying out in pleasure, she began bucking around in Richard's lap and it was causing her to almost slip off his lap, so he used his other arm and held her in his lap.

As Emily's moaning was starting to resemble whiny and pouty groans, she cried out, "I'm cumming, Sir, I'm cumming. Thank You! Sir!"

Richard began grinding the vibrator over her clit much faster, then he told her, "You're such a good little slut, I like making you cum."

Noah could see juices dripping from Emily's pussy as she cried out in pleasure, then as the quivering in her pussy and thighs started spreading all the way up her stomach and into her tits, she let out a pleasurable squeal as she began squirting.

Noah watched in amazement as Emily burst with sweet juice and squirted all over the floor in front of his kennel.

Then as Emily was climaxing, she had one final explosion as she erupted and squirted all over and around Noah while he shook with excitement in his kennel.

When Noah got splashed with Emily's juices, he couldn't resist licking his paws clean and getting a taste of her pleasure, then when he looked back up at Emily, she was calming down as her moaning was subsiding, so Richard turned the vibrator off and asked her, "Are you ready to be my little fuck toy now?"

Noah could see that Emily was still dripping from her pussy, and he was surprised that Richard wasn't giving her a break, but then he saw Emily smile and respond, "Yes Sir, please use me. I love being your little fuck toy," which made him start shaking with excitement.

Richard grabbed Emily's hips and stood her up, then he walked her closer to Noah's kennel and told her, "On your knees."

Noah's started breathing heavier and faster as Emily did what she was told.

When Noah looked up and finally got to see Richard's massive and fully erect penis, he couldn't help but feel anxious as he thought about Emily receiving anal.

Before Noah had much time to worry, Richard unclipped Emily's wrist restraints and told her, "Down. Like a good doggy. It's time to teach your puppy how to breed."

Noah watched as Emily smiled and bent over, then Richard got down on his knees behind her and started covering his massive erection with her pussy juices just a couple feet away from Noah's kennel.

Richard pushed the head of his penis up against the entrance of Emily's hole and began slowly pushing himself inside her as she let out a painful moan, then he eased up a little before pushing himself even deeper.

Noah could tell Emily was struggling to take it, but he could also see that she was clearly enjoying it at the same time because she was lowering her shoulders to the floor and arching her back like a puppy in heat.

As Richard continued working himself deeper and deeper into Emily, he got about half way in, then he began slowly thrusting in and out of her while going deeper each time.

Emily's painful whimpers quickly escalated to cries, and Noah started feeling anxious again, but as Richard continued working himself deeper into Emily, Noah could start to hear pleasure in her cries.

Noah's anxiety quickly subsided as his excitement returned, then after a few more thrusts, Richard pushed himself all the way in, causing Emily to gasp, and Noah's excitement to peak.

Richard started giving Emily long and full thrusts as her cries grew louder, and when Emily cried out, "Thank you Sir."

Then Richard slapped her across her butt cheek and said, "You need this, don't you?"

Emily let out another painful and pleasurable moan as Richard thrust deep inside of her, then she cried out, "Yes Sir, I need this bad! I'm your whore!"

Richard started thrusting into her much more aggressively as Emily's cries increased in both speed and volume, and Noah continued watching as Richard completely dominated his beautiful owner right in front of him.

Noah felt his penis throbbing in his wet panties while watching Emily happily struggle with Richard's massive penis, then he lowered his shoulders closer to the ground as he stuck his butt up and continued watching Richard dominate his owner.

Richard's aggressiveness continued ramping up as Emily cried out with painful moans, then after almost a minutes of unrelenting fucking, Richard pulled out and said, "On your knees, whore."

Emily slowly pushed herself up onto her shaky knees as Richard stood up and walked around, then he started stroking himself as he told her, "Open your mouth."

When Emily opened her mouth, Richard began stroking himself much faster, then he grabbed a handful of her hair and let out a few loud grunts as he shot his load into Emily's open and eager mouth.

Noah watched in amazement as Richard erupted several loads of cum into Emily's mouth and all over her face, and when Richard was finished cumming, he squeezed out the last few drops, then he started using his finger to wipe all his cum off Emily's face and into her mouth.

After he made sure every drop of cum was in her mouth, he told her, "Swallow it."

Emily closed her mouth and took a big gulp, then she took two more small gulps and opened her mouth to show Richard that she obeyed him.

Richard checked her mouth, then he smiled and told her, "Very good."

When Emily responded, "Thank you for forcing me to cum and using me, Sir."

Richard removed her blindfold as he looked down at her, then after Emily smiled back up at him with joy, he lent her a hand and helped her up.

After Richard embraced Emily would a long and sensual hug, he reached behind her and unbuckled her collar as he kissed her on the lips.

Noah looked up and watched as Emily and Richard shared a beautiful intimate moment with him.

After Richard removed Emily's wrist restraints and put the bondage gear back in their nightstand, Emily smiled down at Noah as he was on all fours desperately humping with his hips and trying not to touch himself.

When Richard saw Noah shaking with excitement, he teased, "I think your puppy has a case of the humps."

Noah started getting more desperate and asked, "Am I allowed to play with myself?"

Emily gave Noah a kind and sincere smile, then she walked out of her bedroom.

Noah started panicking as Richard was putting his boxers back on, so he asked, "Is she gonna come back? What's she doing?"

Richard chuckled and said, "I'm sure she's gonna be right back. She wouldn't leave her puppy locked up in his kennel for too long."

Noah felt his heart racing as he worried how long Emily would be away, but after the longest ten seconds of his life, she came back into the room with his leash and he started shaking with excitement again.

As Emily knelt down by his kennel, she smiled and explained, "I was just getting your leash, sweetie. It's okay," then she asked, "Aww, you look very excited. Do you wanna cum?"

Noah desperately started yapping, "ruuf!, ruff!, ruuf!, rrruf ruf, rrruf!" until Emily chuckled and opened his kennel.

While Noah was still shaking with excitement, his puppy tendencies were starting to take over as Emily opened his kennel and attached his leash, then as soon as Emily stood up and asked, "Do you want help cumming?" Noah stormed out of his kennel and grabbed a hold of Emily's strong and powerful leg as he began desperately humping and panting.

Emily and Richard started laughing, but Noah just kept humping and panting as he pulled himself as hard as he could into Emily's shin and continued stimulating himself.

As Noah's panting grew louder and faster, Emily and Richard continued laughing, then Emily started giving Noah ear scratches while Richard teased, "I don't think your puppy needs help. He's doing a good job on his own."

Emily got more excited and started praised Noah, "Aww, such an adorable puppy! What a Good Boy! You're Sucha Good Lil Humper! Who's a Good Boy? You Are!"

Noah felt himself cumming as Emily was praising him, so he let out a yappy, "Rrruf!, ruuf!, rruff!" then he continued thrusting, humping, panting and grunting as his excitement soaked his panties and began dripping down both his hind legs.

When he was finally finished cumming, he flopped over onto his side and started breathing heavy as he almost immediately started feeling awkward and uncomfortable. But when Emily knelt down and started giving him playful belly rubs, he rolled onto his back and started laughing.

Emily started giving him ticklish ear and neck scratches as he squirmed around a little, then she smiled and asked, "Who's a good boy?"

Noah smiled and asked, "Is it me?"

Then Emily started rubbing his belly faster as she shouted, "Yes it's you! Sucha Good Boy!"

As Emily was slowing down, Richard teased, "I think your puppy made a little mess."

So Emily patted Noah on the belly and responded, "I guess I gotta give my puppy a bath now," then she asked Noah, "Does puppy wanna bath?"

Noah chuckled and yapped, "rrruf!, ruff!"

So Emily said, "Aww, okay. Up on all fours, I gotta get you outta your messy undies."

When Noah rolled over and got up, Emily started pulling his pink crop top shirt up and over his shoulders and down his arms. Then after she unzipped the back of his ruffled short skirt and started pulling it down his thighs, he lifted his legs out.

As Emily was pulling his panties down his thighs and saw the big mess he made, she teased, "Oh, wow. You got really excited."

Noah was calming down, but Emily and Richard made him feel so comfortable that he wasn't feeling awkward about his puppy tendencies, so he just smiled and responded, "I went into heat while I watched you and Richard."

Emily chuckled as she finished pulling his panties down, then after he lifted his legs and let her remove them, she said, "I'm really happy you had fun too."

As Richard was getting the shower going, Emily walked Noah into the bathroom and asked, "Do you mind sitting pretty while I shower with Richard first?"

Noah looked up at Emily and Richard, then he answered, "Yeah I can sit pretty.", then he sat down on his knees and smiled, and said, "See!"

Emily and Richard chuckled at Noah's pretty sit, then after Emily gave him head pats and sat his leash down, she reminded him, "Stay."

As Noah was sitting pretty by the bath tub and waiting like a good boy while Emily and Richard enjoyed their shower together, he couldn't believe how amazing he felt. It was the first time he got to let his true puppy side out to play with someone else.

While he was reflecting about how much his barking and humping freaked out Cindy when his excitement got too much to handle, he started feeling the shame and embarrassment sneaking up on him. But as heard Emily and Richard discussing how much fun they had, he was able to refocus himself and continue sitting pretty.

When Emily and Richard stepped out of the shower and started drying off, Emily smiled at Noah and then cracked up a little as he smiled back at her with excitement. Then Richard chuckled and told Noah, "It looks like your excitements already back."

Noah looked down at his erection, then he let out a small laugh and said, "Oh, it's fine. I'm just excited for my puppy bath."

Emily walked over and started the bath tub, then she told Noah, "You just gotta sit pretty for a little longer. I'm gonna put your messy clothes in the washer and put my pajamas on, then I'll give you a puppy bath."

Noah smiled up at Emily and assured her, "I can sit pretty for a long time, so no hurry."

Emily chuckled and gave Noah head pats, then after she left to put his clothes in the washer, Richard gave him head pats and said, "Thanks for playing with us, Noah."

After Noah gave Richard and excited smile and playfully barked, Richard cracked up a little, then went back out into his bedroom to put on clean boxers and climb into bed.

While Noah was waiting for Emily, he was feeling extremely happy, because after he lost control of his excitement and humped Emily's leg, he had worries in the back of his mind that it might've upset Richard, so having Richard confirm that he had fun too while they were speaking alone helped to ease Noah's worries.

When Emily returned to the bathroom wearing some panties and a loose fitting tank top, she smiled down at Noah as he struggled to not shake, then she stopped the bath tub faucet and asked, "Are you ready for your puppy bath?"

Noah looked out to the bedroom as saw Richard was laying down, so he smiled at Emily and quietly responded, "ruf, ruf," then smiled.

Emily chuckled at Noah's adorable manners, then she grabbed his leash and told him, "Alright, climb in, but try not to slash to much."

As Noah was lifting his hind leg over to feel the temperature, it wasn't too hot, but it was very warm, so he slowly climbed in.

When he sat up on his knees and looked at Emily, she got down on her knees by the side of the tub, then she wrapped Noah's leash around the grab bar on the wall above him and quietly said, "You've been a lot of fun today."

As she dunked the washcloth into the water and started wiping down Noah's shoulders and back, Noah quietly responded, "Thank you. I had a lot of fun with you too, Miss Emily."

Emily squirted some body wash all over Noah's shoulders and back as she smiled and whispered, "You know what, Richard adores you too. I can tell."

Noah started getting excited and whispered back, "I think I sensed that too!" then as Emily started wiping down his chest and stomach, he quietly explained, "I was scared I was gonna make him mad cause you were giving me attention."

Emily continued washing Noah as she explained, "Aww, you shouldn't worry about that. If Richard needs attention, he'll let me know. He's a very good communicator."

Noah smiled and said, "Prolly cause he's married to the therapist in the world."

Emily gave Noah a kind and soft smile as she was working her way down Noah's stomach with the soapy wash cloth, then she asked, "Are you comfortable with me washing your private parts?"

Noah smiled back and explained, "When I'm a puppy I'm okay with it," then he nervously chuckled and said, "I got a boner, but you can just ignore it."

Emily giggled as she continued working her way down, then when she started washing Noah's balls and penis, she curiously asked, "So, are you mostly just into puppy play?"

As Noah's erection began twitching from Emily's gentle washing, he bluntly answered, "Yeah. I don't really like other kinds of stuff, but I loved watching you guys. That was amazing."

Emily was surprised hearing that, then after she paused for a moment, she continued gently washing Noah's penis and balls as she asked, "Are you asexual?"

Noah quietly chuckled and answered, "I don't think so. I still get horny for people. I just don't want to have sex. It's too awkward."

When Emily added more soap to the washcloth and started washing Noah's butt, she responded, "That's kinda fascinating," then she asked, "Do you think that's something we can explore in Therapy?"

Noah fought to hold back his chuckles as Emily was washing between his cheeks, so he just answered, "Sure," then when she moved down to wash his legs, he asked, "Do you and Richard have regular sex? Or just bondage sex?"

Emily finished washing his legs as she explained, "We mostly do the D/s stuff. But we have vanilla sex once in a while."

Noah had lots of questions about how her and Richard liked to play, and Emily didn't mind answering them, so Noah let his curiosity pour out of him as Emily finished giving him a puppy bath.

After Emily grabbed another washcloth and cleaned his face, she used some shampoo in his hair, and wrung out the washcloth above him until all the shampoo was rinsed out, then she put a towel down so he could hop out of the tub.

When she was done drying him off, she offered her hand too him, so he accepted it and stood up, then she asked, "Would you like me to hang your collar up so it can dry?"

Noah hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you think it's too wet to sleep in?"

Emily smiled and explained, "If you're comfortable with it, I'm sure it's fine. I was just offering."

So Noah said, "I'd like to keep it on."

When Emily grabbed Noah's leash and asked, "Do you wanna sleep in your kennel or on the couch?" Noah's heart began pounding.

As Noah looked up into Emily's kind eyes, he asked, "Which kennel?"

Emily chuckled and said, "Your kennel, cutie. I don't want you to get lonely out in the living room."

Noah felt a burst of love wash over him as he lunged forward and squeezed Emily's waste with all his strength, then as Emily was rubbing his back, he said, "This was the best day of my life."

When Noah finally let go, Emily gave him a kind smile and explained, "Best, so far," then she grabbed his leash and said, "Let's go get your blanket and pillows."

After Noah and Emily went out to the living room, Emily grabbed his blanket and pillows while Noah grabbed his phone and ear pods.

When they got back to Emily's bedroom, she turned on the small lamp on her dresser and tossed Noah's pillows and blanket in his kennel for him, then after he crawled inside, he turned around and looked up at Emily with a big smile and said, "Thanks for letting me sleep in your room?"

Emily knelt down and gave him more playful scratches as she responded, "Of course. Thanks for being such a good boy," then she let him know, "I'll close your kennel door, but I won't latch it shut just in case you need to go potty or stretch your legs."

Noah's smile grew bigger along side his excitement and gratitude, and as she pushed his kennel door closed, he told her, "Good night, Miss Emily."

Then Emily turned off her lamp and told him, "Good night, cutie."