The Wife’s Permission

At this point, most of the gathered crowd had already dispersed. The Young Master still remained and he had a burning passion in his heart as well as in his pants.

With his wife near him, however, he had to tame his desires.

All of a sudden, he felt his wife walk towards the dog. She praised the dog's client for doing such a good job cleaning the dirty dog and even asked him if she could wipe her shoes of on the dogs fur. The client was happy to oblige.

Soon, the wife stood in front of the kneeling dog; the dog's head was bowed down, refusing to meet the wife's line-of-sight. The wife brought her shoe to the dog's head and tousled the dogs hair with it for a few minutes. She repeated the same process before thanking the owner and returning to her husband.

The wife gave the husband a naughty looking while flashing him an understanding smile.

"I know you've probably wanted a dog since you were young, but you were unable to get one since your parents wouldn't allow it. That's exactly what happened to me. It's all part of the struggles being an important noble. Well, I can see you're probably eager to play with that dog for a while, so I guess I'll head home for now. I'm feeling sleepy. You have your fun and return after. Goodnight."