Leashed by Him

He stands at the edge of the bed. The suit hugs him nicely; no tie today. One hand is in his pants as he's watching me. He's clearly touching himself. I finally drag my eyes from the hypnotizing motion of his hand under his pants, moving them to his face, but I can't read his expression. His dark, straight hair is in his face, and the bedroom is still mostly dark. Slowly, I move the comforter away from my lower body, showing him my naked skin. He slowly lets his free hand move over my leg, then my thigh, then gently touches my c**t, rubbing it very gently. My breath hitches in my throat as he positions himself beside my head, slowly opening his zipper. I move my mouth closer, closing my eyes as I await him in my mouth. . I wake up in his bed, Thor sprawled across his side, snoring despite my siren-like alarm blaring. I shoot the dog a jealous look as I move out of the bed, towards my backpack that's open with my stuff all around it. I dig through it before finding what I look for; my morning medicine. I scan the QR code on the box, making my alarm stop, then move to the bathroom where I take a sip of water directly from the tap and swallow the pill. I look at myself in the mirror. Hair in all directions except down, a black tanktop and striped panties. I try to ignore my erect n*****s, evidence of my dream. A hand through my hair to hopefully tame it, a quick pee, and I jump into the pair of jeans lying among all my other items. I grab a protein bar, then call for Thor, who comes barreling down the stairs. His enthusiasm makes me smile, and I feel a bit better as I leash the giant rottweiler. As we walk out of the door for our morning walk, I think back to what has lead me to this; sleeping in my crush's bed and with only his dog to cuddle. Our relation had started as any other; he'd requested me on Pawsit Pro for a single walk twice a week. When I started walking him, though, Chris had noticed Thor being happier. For a man who didn't seem to care about much, it had to have been a big change in his happy-go-lucky dog for him to have noticed. And now.. housesitting. For him. Sleeping in his bed. I bury my face in my hands as my dream from the morning makes my face flush red. I pick up Thor's first load of the day.