"Go piss off and walk your fucking dog!" My girlfriend shouted at me for coming home drunk late last night.
My girlfriend and I share a flat. A new place we recently moved into and a new neighbourhood for us. And as you have gathered, we have, well it's my dog. I had slept most of the day and it was around six o'clock Friday evening. Yeah I know, lazy bastard. Well we both had a few days off work for the move. It was Friday, and we also had the weekend off. I was out with a few mates drinking, chatting, drinking, eyeing up girls, drinking... you know what young men get up to in their early twenties.
Girly was in a huff, but I tried to make conversation, "Are you coming with us?"
She didn't even look at me and shouted out, "Fuck off!"
So after I had a cup of coffee I took my dog out for a walk.
It was early autumn and if I didn't take him out soon it would have got dark. It wasn't cold, so I didn't bother with a jacket. I got the lead, tied it to his collar and walked off. As I was going out the door I said to my girlfriend, "Bye, see you a bit later?"
No response from her so Max and I we both walked out.
I thought I'd try a park we had passed a couple of days ago. As I mentioned, a new neighbourhood so thought I'd try and get familiar with the area.
The park was not that far, about ten minutes and we'd be there. The route took us past some big houses and then leads onto some nice bungalows, neatly kept gardens, clean and tidy streets. The park was opposite these bungalows.
There were a few other people I could see walking their dogs too. When I reached the park, I didn't know if I could unleash Max. I saw two other walkers, but they had a lead on their dogs. So I kept mine on the lead and walked round.
Walking alone and coming in the opposite direction was a lady, looked like a mature lady and she was quite tall, over six foot, could have been six foot three inches tall. She walked by herself as she twirled a lead in her hand.
When we got closer to her she said, "Good evening," and bent down to pat Max, and asked, "Aren't you going to let him run around young man?"
I asked, "Is it okay, I see others with their dogs on a lead?"
The lady said, "Oh it's fine; I let my Mindy loose every day in this park."
She spoke in a very prim and proper manner, and I could tell she was a classy lady. She was very slim, held herself very upright. And her age, well I would have said between mid to late fifties. Her mannerisms all lead me to believe she was a very elegant looing, classy lady.
"Mindy?" I asked.
"Yes my one...my dog?" She said almost like she wondered who else she was talking about.
"O Mindy. Yes, your dog, of course." I felt a bit stupid.
I tried to correct that and I said, "Max, this one, my dog, his name is Max."
She still patted Max and said, "He looks very keen to be let loose, and I think he would like to run around."
Then she talked to Max, in squeaky, but posh sort of voice, rubbing his head, "Yes, isn't that right, Max would like to run around."
I asked, "Where's Mindy?"
The lady pointed towards the open field, "Oh, she's over there, somewhere."
She stood up, "Well are you letting Max loose?"
I was still staring at her, lost in her elegant beauty, wondering how this lady was talking to me, me being in the state I was. Maybe she was being polite, when I shook myself out of it, "Oh yes, yes."
I undid Max's lead and let him run off. He seemed to run straight off into the distance, towards the same bushes the lady had pointed to.
We got talking as we walked. She asked me if I lived nearby and how long I had been in the area and all the sort of small talk people who have just met ask each other.
I found out her name was Susanna, and she was retired and a widow of six years. She has a company which she started with her husband, and is now run by her son's.
As I have mentioned, this lady, she was six foot three inches tall, her legs were long, body slim, her complexion was fair, and she had a very clear complexion. She looked as elegant in the face as she carried herself. She had shoulder length straight white hair, which I was sure was not a natural white. She had a fairly noticeable but not freaky long neck. She was wearing a white blouse and jeans. From the look of her breast, they were not big. I wasn't sure she knew it or not, but her nipples were almost visible through her blouse. She had the sort of tits that did not require a bra to hold them up. They seemed to be pert and proud by themselves.
We walked towards where she thought Mindy was, and she asked if I was on my own in the new flat. I told her that I wasn't and that my girlfriend and I had had a bit of a falling out.
She said she was sorry to hear that, and tried to comfort me and said, "My husband and I used to argue all the time, don't worry. Things have a way of sorting themselves out in the end."
It was getting late and the light was fading. Susanna tried several times to call out for Mindy.
I also thought I should get Max back and called out his name. We both got to some bushes, mainly because we could hear some rustling. Still we were both calling out for Max and Mindy. I reached down to clear a branch out of the way to see what was beyond. And there was Max lying next to another dog. And Susanna looked from just behind me and called out, "Mindy!"
Max and Mindy lay besides each other; Susanna knew instantly that it was Max from having seen him earlier. And as soon as they both saw us Max ran off and Susanna grabbed Mindy by the collar and put the leash on her.
Susanna said, "Don't worry dear, she's been doctored, and at least one of us was having a bit of fun nowadays."
I wasn't sure if Susanna was talking about me, so I questioned her, "One of us?"
Susanna looked at me almost expressionless and said, "Yes dear, Mindy and I."
I dropped my head and again apologised, "Sorry I didn't mean to..."
And Susanna interrupted me, "O don't be...I'm an old lady now. And Mindy is still young. I'm glad she is still attracting the other half."
I wanted to be admirable, I did not look at her but to the ground and I said, "I think you still look attractive and am sure not too old for..." and coughed because I didn't want to finish my sentence.
Susanna placed a couple of fingers under my chin and raised my head, "Young man thank you, and you've made my day. And for that I would like to invite you in for a cup of coffee."
I was already in trouble with my girlfriend so I tried to decline, "Thank you, but I, we, should be heading back home."
Susanna pointed over to the row of bungalows we had walked past, "Nonsense dear boy, I live just over the road. The coffee is already on and it's on your way back."
I was thinking and did not say anything. Susanna grabbed my hand and said, "Come on young man."
Max came running back and I put the lead back onto him. We had to cross the road and there was her place.