Goodnight Princess

“Oh no, HANK” Bridget sat up in Jack’s bed. Hours had passed since she had accidentally fallen asleep. She looked at the digital clock on the stove. It read 10:45pm.

“FUCK” she said out loud, rousing Jack, who had also fallen asleep next to her. “Sorry, I gotta go, I fell asleep” she said as she gathered her things, including her lace panties, which she shoved into her purse.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean for us to fall asleep like that” he said, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“Hey it’s not your fault, I just have to get going, Hank probably peed on the floor by now. Thank you for the lovely evening” she winked as she ran out the door to her car.

As she unlocked the door, she could hear Hank whining softly.

“Sorry buddy! I’m so sorry, lets go outside.” she leashed him up and they walked down the stairs to the front yard.

Hank roamed around the yard for a second before finding the perfect spot to relieve himself. As bad as Bridget felt for falling asleep and coming home late, Hank seemed just as happy to see her as ever. He followed her back into the apartment and sat in the kitchen, waiting patiently for his supper.

“So sorry, Hanky Panky, I won’t let that happen again.” she gave him a little scratch behind the ears and put his bowl of kibble down. “Next time, I’ll set an alarm.” she thought. She was certain there would be a next time.

As she sat in the kitchen watching Hank demolish his doggy dinner, she couldn’t stop thinking about the events of the last few hours. She grabbed her phone from her purse and opened the app, scrolling through the options menu.

DEACTIVATE ACCOUNT? YES/NO

“I think it’s time to get rid of this” she said out loud to no one, as Hank was certainly not listening. She had just had the best sex of her life, and she wasn’t about to give that up for another dog-hating Stephen from the app.Feeling a sense of relief, in more ways than one, she and Hank settled into their nightly routine. As she lay awake in bed, re-playing the evening over and over in her mind, She reached over and grabbed her phone again.

“Thanks for the mind-blowing sex, I still can’t feel my legs” she texted him.

“You’ll never feel those legs again when I get through with you.” he sent back.

The butterflies fluttered in her belly once more, thinking of the possibilities the next date would bring.

“Good night, Sir.” she typed.

“Good night, my Princess.” he responded with a kiss emoji.

Hank snored from the foot of the bed, as she closed her eyes and willed herself to dream of the possibilities he could have in store for her.