“ARF! ARF!” Jenna barked in the dim light of morning as she looked down the driveway, her body tense, her ass wiggling in anticipation.
“Who is it girl?” I asked, knowing full well it was the mailman, “Is it the mailman?”
Jenna turned her head towards me, her tongue hanging out from between her lips, and then gave a single bark in reply.
“Well, go get him then girl… go!”
Jenna’s eyes lit up and she sprinted away down the driveway, eager not just to return with the mail between her lips, but to wrap them around the mailman’s cock and suck every last drop of cum from him as well.
I smiled and the gave a little sigh, I was going to miss having Jenna around all the time.
Oh she was going to enjoy her new home out of the city at my cottage, but I wouldn’t get to wake up each morning to her lovely ass and playful demeanor. I was pretty sure the mailman wasn’t going to miss her that much, this was the fifth one we’d had since Jenna had come home from The Perfect Divorce Service just in time for Christmas. She’d filed for divorce in the fall and the paperwork had taken a bit of time to go through the system, but she had been the perfect present under the tree last year.
They had done a fantastic job with her, turning the bitch I hated to see each day, to the bitch I couldn’t wait to wake up to. I didn’t even have the heart to take way her favorite toys, even though they were very much out of place at this time of year.
In the distance I heard packages being dropped and could just make out the mailman say “fuuuuuuuck”.
I gave a chuckle and walked into the house, Jenna would be a little while before she delivered the mail, but that was ok.
It gave me time to go into my home office and check my e-mail on news sites. Just as I was finishing up, a new e-mail arrived from my lawyer.
Re: Prenup
Hey Doug, just got into the office and can confirm that Cindy signed back the prenup.
You'll all set for the wedding, congrats buddy!I smiled and saved the message to one of my folders. I’d met Cindy while the divorce was still ongoing and we’d fell head over heals for each other, we were both already talking about marriage before the divorce was final.
Cindy was nothing like Jenna; sweet, caring, and a massive rack. I knew it was love right away!
Of course, just in case, having The Perfect Divorce Service written into the prenup ensure that at worst Jenna would get a playmate when she returned from my cottage if things didn’t work out.
I gave a little chuckle as I realized that if that happened I’d have to invest in building a kennel for them, but that seemed like a reasonable burden to bare.
