The Dapper Dog is a work of fiction and any relationship to any person living or dead or any actual business is purely coincidental. Story contains mature content.
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It was 7:45 on a Tuesday morning as Luise pulled up into the employee parking at The Dapper Dog, the small dog grooming shop where she worked. As she stepped out of her car, hearing the familiar crunch of the gravel under her feet, she tried to fight back a yawn and lost. "It's gonna be a long day." she muttered as she wiped her long brown hair out of her face, though the wind insisted it belonged there.
As she walked in she saw the other three women she worked with performing various morning rituals to prepare for the day. Veronica was setting out the towels into their racks by the tubs. She was a tall woman, standing almost six feet, her curly blonde hair was fairly frizzy today. Beth (who was 26, like Luise herself) was filling the normal sized managable bottles of shampoo from the large industrial sized ones. Lastly Diane, the shops owner, was on the phone with a client to schedule an appointment. Another day in paradise.
The day began as normal, lots of customers swinging by to drop off their dogs to Diane who flirted with every man who came in. Though you probably couldn't guess it just by looking, she was in her early 50's. Her large breasts looked great in the low-cut top she was wearing and the large jade necklace she wore drew attention there well.
After Diane checked in the dogs it was up to Luise and Beth to bathe em. They were good friends being at similar places in their lives. Beth had just gotten married, while Luise was only a few months away from finally tying the knot with Paul, her high school sweetie. Bathing the dogs was dirty work but having a friend to chat with passed the time with ease.
Once a dog was bathed Veronica would swoop in and dry 'em. Then place them in the cages fitted with dryers. As the biggest strongest woman there (Luise would even go as far to say manly) it was up to Veronica to lift the beasts into the stacks of cages, and get em out.
"So when's the big day again?" Beth asked Luise as they worked.
"June 8th, as the maid of honor you should probably take note of that!" Luise jabbed back lightheartedly, she knew Beth knew. This was a running joke amongst them.
Suddenly they heard the ringing of the front door opening and a middle aged man walked through it. Luise noticed he had no dog, probably a customer wanting a pick up way too early. No dogs were even dry enough for brushes and cuts yet, as Diane would soon inform him. Luise and Beth went back to bathing the dogs.
A few minutes later Diane came back, and to Luise's surprise she had the middle aged man with her. He had thinning brown hair a well groomed moustache and wore very large glasses. She reminded Luise of Milton from Office Space, though more fit.
Diane introduced the man as Walter and informed them he wanted to watch the place in action to see if it's good enough for his dog. Walter, meanwhile hung out being eerily silent. Luise didn't like dealing with any customers but this one especially creeped her out.
She tried to put it out of her mind and keep working but she couldn't help not trusting him. She kept glancing over at Diane talking to him and laughing, while being extra flirty (even for Diane!) apparently the creep noticed and came walking over to the bath station.
"Beth and Luise right?" He asked as he arrived. They replied an affirmative. "Luise you keep looking at me. Is everything ok?"
Luise blushed a little, she didnt mean to offend him, but she didn't trust him. "No I'm fine. Just not used to customers being back here with us."
"Oh it's no big deal. I'm a good guy, you two can trust me" he said to the pair.
Luise knew he was right, in fact she couldnt even remember why she distrusted him in the first place. He's a good guy after all. "I'm sorry Walter, I don't know what came over me."
"It's fine." he replied. "Now loosen up, get comfortable and talk about your lives. Even though I'm here you can talk about anything, even your most intimate thoughts. Now if you don't mind I haven't met that lovely blonde you have hanging around." he said excusing himself to go find Veronica.
So it was back to work for Luise and Beth. They were silent at first each waiting for the other to strike up a new conversation. Luise noticed Beth lean over the bath which was back to back with hers and she caught a glimpse of her friends nice sized breasts.
"You know I'm really jealous of those." she said pointing right at Beths chest. She realized as she said it she shouldn't have. But she decided to roll with it. It's ok to speak her most intimate thoughts here.
"Thanks," Beth replied smiling "I know they're only C's but Jeffrey doesnt seem to mind." referring to her husbands obsession with em.
"Only C's HAH!" Luise replied. "Try making it through with only A's. THESE" she said groping her own chest, what little of it there was at any rate "don't even count as boobs."
Her friend looked at her sympathetically. "Come on, I'm sure Paul likes em."
"He's says he does but he usually gropes my ass randomly, he'll touch these almost as an afterthought." Luise was surprised by what she was saying. She normally didnt even hint at her sex life to anyone but Paul. But it's alright she remembered, todays a day to loosen up and discuss her most intimate feelings. And she had to admit, it felt good to get it out there.
"Oh." Beth replied in an intrigued tone. "So you guys like 'Butt Stuff' huh?"
"NO!" Luise exclaimed. "Well, he does. He likes to kiss me all over and he will spend extra time there. It actually feels rather good, until he enters with his tongue, or worse one of his fingers."
