Chapter Sixteen

Jack's POV

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"Honey, wake up love." a female voice whispered in my ear, "Don't you want pancakes and bacon? "

I opened my eyes and was greeted by beautiful honey gold hair blowing in my face. A woman's face came into view. Her face was heart shaped, and her deep chocolate brown eyes seemed to just melt anyone's heart. I couldn't help but pull it in and kiss her. She left the room as soon as she smelt something burning. 

"Oh no!" She gasped and ran out of the room, "The bacon!"

She was the love of my life. Well at least I thought she was. A few days ago, we had just gotten married, and tonight was the night she wanted to do the deed. We had been together for four years and had decided to wait until marriage to have sex. The one thing about me was that I was pansexual. I loved people for them and did not care what they were. I had thought I loved her and remembered how happy I had been, as I kissed her at the alter; however, something felt different. I felt different. She had said I had been on a business trip yesterday, but I could not remember it. Honestly speaking, that was a normal thing for me, since my drinking does get out of hand.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." I said getting up and scratching my dog on his head, "Good boy Poa."

Little Poa barked and wagged his tail. He was a beautiful dog with golden-white streaks throughout his blackened fur. He had the fluffiest ears and a white snout. His eyes observed me in a curious manner.

I quickly jumped out of bed in my boxers. Our home was a two-story home and very modest. Our bedroom did not have its own bathroom, so I quickly creeped out to make my way there. Judy had crept up the stairs, and we made eye contact.

"Almost lost the bacon she chuckled, and then her eyes became glossy, "No need to put clothes on love." my wife, Judy, purred. I observed her wearing only a black apron that said Wife on Duty with two kiss marks where her breasts would be. I had not even noticed, face palming in my head. Judy was a very thick woman. Her breasts had to be double d's with a butt that would be in a rap video. 

"I have to clean up." I mumbled and quickly opened the bathroom door and went in while locking the door behind me. I could hear Judy sigh. "Your breakfast will be getting cold, so I would hurry up."

"Thank you!" I yelled out. I stripped my boxers off and heard a little yip. Poa had snuck in and was sitting staring at me. I could not help but blush. What the hell was this dog staring at, and why was I getting worked up about it. Jesus, do I have some type of fetish? What do they call them? Furries? I quickly laughed to myself and imagined a beautiful man with dog ears and a tail. I could feel myself getting hard. Well, maybe I can use jerking off as a reason we cannot have sex right away, since it took me a bit to be ready for another round. Don't judge me. 

I turned the shower on, and the steam made the small bathroom foggy. I could just see Poa's nose against the shower glass doors, as he whimpered. I quickly turned away from him and let the shower hit my back. I continued to imagine my little furry and began stroking my length in my hand. I squeezed some bodywash on my hand and made it more slippery. As my strokes became quick, I could feel my orgasm surfacing. I moaned rather loud, and my load hit the wall. I watched as it flowed down the drain and heard a bark. I looked back and noticed Poa had been watching me the entire time.

"You are a pervy little thing aren't you." I chuckled. I finished washing my body and grabbed my towel to dry off. Wrapping it around my waist, I opened the door and Poa ran out and ran downstairs. I would run too, I thought to myself as I walked into the bedroom giving a sigh of relief to see Judy was not there to ambush me. 

I quickly put on a knitted deep grey sweater with some grey joggers that hung comfortably on me. I loved the joggers because even without being hard you could see the impression of my manhood, which made me proud. I slipped on my slippers and walked slowly down the stairs. Upon entering the kitchen, I was greeted by Judy. She since dressed herself in a comfy looking sweater dress and seemed a little out of it. She made my plate and sat it down on our dining table. I strode over and quickly sat down. I waited until she was seated and began to dig in. I heard a whimper and chuckled. "Here boy." I whispered, throwing a couple pieces of my bacon in his bowl that had been next to my chair. His tail wagged, and he ripped into it.

Judy gave an annoyed "hmph". I looked up and made eye contact with a set of eyes that seemed irritated. "He should not be eating our food. He needs to eat his dog food." 

I rolled my eyes and continued to eat. Judy stared at me for a couple of seconds, and then picked up her fork. We finished eating in silence. After, I took the plates and began to do the dishes. Since she cooked, the nice thing to do to help out would be to do the dishes. It is always fifty-fifty in a relationship, right?

As I was finishing up, I felt Judy behind me. I glanced over my shoulder, and she grabbed my face and crashed her lips into mine. The lips that once held love felt like nothing but rough pressure. She slid her tongue against my lips, asking for access, which I could not give to her. She let go of my mouth and began to kiss me on the neck, while slowly bringing her hand down to dick. I was stiff and did not want to hurt her feelings, but I had to push her away quickly and moved far from her.

"Seriously?" she whispered, as a tear fell from her eyes, "I have waited four years for you. I have continued to be pure and on the straight path of my faith for you. Do you not find me attractive anymore?"

I stood there in silence not knowing what to say. Poa stood by my leg and whimpered. He knew I was messing things up, and if I did not say anything now everything would end.

Judy stood there with me for what felt like hours, when it had only been a couple of minutes. I was about to speak, when she held her hand up. She was shielding her eyes with her hair, but I knew she had started crying hard by her shoulders. I took a step to her, but she took a step back, turned around and grabbed the keys on the way out. Something told me to run after her, but what could I have said to her? Sorry it's not you it's me, I'm feeling different about us? For fucks sake, we literally just got married.

The day went by slow, and I tried to call and even texted her, but it seemed as she had shut her phone off. I sighed and collapsed on the couch. I grabbed the remote and turned the television on. I watched a couple of movies and dozed off. I woke up, when I heard a loud boom outside. Poa whimpered and jumped on the couch with me.

Judy still had not returned. 

As I turned the channel to the television, and alert blared over the movie I had put on. There was a big blurb of a tornado warning that was making its way to our town. They didn't know how many casualties it would bring, but there was an alert to evacuate or seek shelter.

I didn't know at the time, but that night would be last night I would have ever talked to my wife again. That night was also the night that I had come up with an idea that would change the world with Poa by myside.