Page 66 of Sensual Nights

As Heidi excitedly ate her breakfast, Carley jumped in the shower.

She exited the shower and applied lotion to her legs. Reaching for her panties, Heidi grabbed them from the stool in the bathroom and took off running.

"Heidi, no!"

The mischievous little pup kept running through the bedroom. She lay on the carpet and began chewing on Carley's panties.

Slowly, Carley moved toward Heidi to snatch her panties back. Just before she could reach her though, Heidi took off at a run and out the door. Carley's panties were on a stroll.

"Dammit," she huffed.

She was the only one home, so she took off down the hall, naked as the day she was born, in search of her pup and her panties. Heidi stopped in the kitchen and dropped the panties near her water bowl as she sloshed water around while she drank. She was a messy drinker and Carley’s panties were paying the price.

Carley tried crooning to her. "Hey, pretty girl, are you thirsty from being naughty?"

Stepping closer, Carley bent to retrieve her panties, but Heidi had other ideas. She grabbed the panties with her dripping-wet mouth and took off running. Carley stopped and waited for her to stop.

Making her way to the cabinet where Heidi's treats were stored, she opened the canister of treats and pulled one out.

Heidi was such a smart girl and very food-motivated, and she knew that was her treat cabinet and container. She dropped the panties and ran into the kitchen, sliding on the floor and crashing into Carley's leg. Carley handed her the treat, and at the same time, she bent and scooped Heidi into her arms.

She'd grown so quickly these past few months. Now at four months old, Heidi was full-bodied and heavy. Carley carried her to her kennel and placed her inside.

"So much for your freedom you little imp. You'll have to stay in here until I'm ready to go."

Latching the kennel closed she went in search of her panties. She found the wet, wadded panties in a sad lump near the fireplace in the living room.

Holding them up, Carley's shoulders dropped. These were her special panties for her wedding day. She inhaled deeply andassessed the damage. Sloppy, wet, torn lace on the right leg, and the pretty little silk bow was gone. Hopefully, Heidi didn't eat it.

Checking the time on her watch, Carley sauntered into the laundry room and tossed the panties into the washing machine, added a laundry pod, tossed in a towel so it wasn’t being totally wasteful, and started the machine. Then she moved back to the bedroom, put on a different pair of panties until hers were washed and dried, then put on her pretty lacy bra. The one that matched her ripped panties. Then, she wrapped herself in a silk robe while she did her hair.

She turned her blow dryer on and began blowing out her hair. She'd pulled out her old electric curlers for this special occasion. She'd practiced several times this week with them and liked the style she managed versus her curling iron. She wrapped her dark hair around the curlers, snapped on the clips to hold them in place, and began pulling out her makeup.

Heidi came bounding into the bathroom and Carley stopped in place. Her heartbeat increased and her breathing was stilted. "Mason? Are you home?"

He wasn't supposed to see her before the wedding. She slowly stepped out of her bathroom. Mason wasn't in the bedroom. Her throat went dry, and her stomach twisted. This wasn't funny. Not after what she'd been through. She called out louder. "Mason!"

Her fingers began shaking. She tiptoed to her closet and pulled out the pistol Mason had insisted she have and practice with. They practiced every week.

She loaded the magazine into the stock, turned off the safety, and moved back out to the bedroom. The entire time, Heidi bounced around her feet, thinking this was a fun game.

Carley moved into the hallway, holding her gun pointed to the ceiling until she saw the threat. Her heart pounded so hard in her chest that she feared she'd pass out. Heidi ran past herdown the hall and back to the kitchen. Heidi’s lapping at her water bowl reached Carley's ears, but no other sound could be heard.

Carley neared the second bedroom and slowly stepped inside, keeping her back to the wall. She glanced around the room, opened the closet, and jumped back, pointing her pistol into the void.

She got brave and looked under the bed. No one was there.

Taking in a deep breath, she stepped into the hall and checked the third bedroom. Heidi bounded in and ran to the far side of the bed. Her tail wagged furiously, and Carley's stomach twisted. She took a deep breath and reminded herself to stay calm. What a stupid thing to say to herself. She was anything but calm. She peered over the side of the bed and saw Heidi playing with the big rope toy they'd gotten her.

Letting her breath out she moved out to the living room, from this vantage point she could see into the kitchen and the dining room. There was no one here. Shaking her head she decided she must not have closed Heidi's kennel door all the way. Heidi came to her, and Carley bent down and patted her pooch softly. "Okay, little lady, in you go."

Heidi obeyed and Carley fastened the kennel latch, ensuring she had it latched properly. The washer stopped spinning and she pulled her panties from inside and tossed them in the dryer. She moved back to the bedroom to begin applying her makeup. For good measure, she closed and locked the bedroom door, then sauntered to the bathroom, laying her pistol on the counter. Just in case.

Once her makeup was applied, she pulled the cooled curlers from her hair. Her phone rang and she tapped the icon to answer it, seeing her sister Margo's number on the readout.

"Good morning."

Margo laughed. "Good morning. What time are you arriving?"

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