We gather our things and head out of the bar and down the street to their apartment, which is the opposite direction of my hotel room. Fifteen minutes...later we were standing in their living room. After the door closes I walk up to Ernie, wrap my arms behind his neck and kiss him with five years of built up passion. He bends down and wraps his hands behind my back and kisses me back with the same amount of gusto. I look out of the corner of my eye and see Chuck standing off to the side, not. I looked down, and sighed at myself. Morning wood, of course. That always seemed to happen when I dreamt of her… It’d go away soon enough. I rose from bed and ran my fingers back over my head, smoothing my fur. My ears perked forward and I turned to face my bedroom mirror. Staring back at me was an image I took great pride in keeping up. Thick and glossy mahogany fur, solid except for the lighter color on my face and front. I examined myself thoroughly as I did every morning. If I wasn’t happy. I was surprised when I did in fact receive a call from Mattie herself later on that same evening, chatting with me briefly, asking a few pointed, but probably very necessary questions before agreeing to my coming over on Saturday. She had indeed seemed pleasant enough, though nowhere's near having the bubbly personality I thought Myra had, but under the circumstances, I fully understood where she was coming from.I arrived with the chops and two bottles of a nice light white wine to go with. As my orgasm slows, I take the shower head away and just let the water run over my chest and stomach. I am breathing hard. After laying there for a few minutes to recover, I stand up, put the shower head back, and finish my shower. I wash my hair and then I slowly lather up my body with soap, and wash every inch. Paying special attention to my still hard nipples and my sensitive clit and pussy lips. I turn off the water and dry off. I slip on my robe and slippers and head back to my room. On.