Brock

by Shameek Speight

  The chrome steel elevator door opens up and his eyes grew bright, as he looked at his first floor neighbor that looked like a dark brown skin Melyssa Ford, the model. She was standing in the elevator with a black towel resting on her right arm and wearing a white bikini. Trevor stared at her hips that popped out over thick smooth thighs that had tattoos of stars on one and diamonds on the other then his eyes traveled up to her perky size C breasts.

  She was looking down texting on her iPhone, then she looked up and a seductive, devilish smile spread across her face, showing off a set of pearly white teeth. As she stared at the lust in Trevor eyes, she said, “Hello.”

  Her voice sent chills through Trevor’s body as it snapped him out his trance, then he felt embarrassed, realizing that she had caught him just standing there lusting. For those few seconds he had daydreamed of what it would be like to move her bikini bottom to the side and see how fat her pussy was and pin her up against the elevator wall and fuck the shit out of her.

  ‘Damn, this is what happens when my wife pays more attention to a damn dog than me, I start thinking things I shouldn’t even let cross my mind,’ Trevor thought to himself, “Hi,” he said as he stepped in the elevator and stood next to her, “You’re going up I guess?” Trevor asked trying to break some of the tension in the air he was feeling.

  “Yes, I’m going for a late swim. I love doing it at this time of day, just as the sun sets, it’s very relaxing, but we can go down first, I don’t want to make you late. I never got your name, my name is Felicia,” she said and stuck out her hand.

  Trevor smiled and shook her hand, “I’m Trevor, nice to meet you officially,” he replied.

  Felicia looked at him from head to toe. He had on a tan Armani suit with matching gator shoes and smelled of Gucci cologne, his nails were very clean, and manicured. He would get them done on a regular basis and his hair was neatly brushed. She had to admit that he was sexy as hell and smelled and looked like money; the only kind of man that was worth touching her, in her eyes.

  “So if you don’t mind me asking, what do you do for a living? Are you some kind of drug dealer, because you have two beepers and no one in the world uses beepers anymore, and you’re always leaving at night,” Felicia said while laughing causing Trevor to laugh as well.

  He stared at her juicy lips and pictured them wrapped around his dick and sucking it wild and crazy while spit dripped down on the floor.

  “Well frankly, I am a drug dealer, but not the kind you think. I’m a doctor, and I work at the hospital. There are no cellphones allowed, so we get paged on these beepers when we are needed,” Trevor replied while staring in her eyes and licking his lips.

  “So let me ask you a question, what do you do for a living,” he said.

  “Isn’t it obvious?” Felicia said as she slowly twirled around in a circle so he could see the full shape of her body, “I’m a model, but I mostly do print work, photos for magazines.”

  “Ummmm,” Trevor moaned. He watched her thick soft ass jiggle and wondered if it was as soft as it looked. His wife’s’ butt looked good, but it wasn’t soft, it was hard like muscle from the butt shots after the plastic surgery to make it bigger.

  “I’m going to ask you another question and please don’t get offended by it, but why every time a black man gets successful he gets a trophy wife, or go marry outside of his race, like black women isn’t good enough?” Felicia stated.

  She knew she had asked the wrong question as she watched his facial expression tighten up in anger, “Oh, so you’re one of those, I thought you were different, but you’re just like the rest,” Trevor said.

  The elevator door opened up and he steps out and walked away without looking back at her.

  “I didn’t mean anything by it, it was just a question and I’m one of which type?” Felicia said while raising her right eyebrow. She stepped out of the elevator and walked up behind him.

  Trevor stopped in his tracks as he heard her footsteps. He turned around and looked her dead in the eyes. Even being pissed at her, he still found her beyond sexy as hell, wishing he could take his anger out on her pussy.

  “You know what type, the type of black woman that hates on interracial couples. My success has nothing to do with why she is my wife. I have been with her for seven years, and we married out of love, all of which happened before I even graduated from medical school. I don’t deal with broke chicks, she has her own business and money, so I didn’t sell out, like most women of our race thinks,” Trevor replied.

  “Damn, I didn’t think I’d hit a soft spot by asking that question,” Felicia said as she moved even closer to him.

  “It’s not a soft spot, I been dealing with racism from my own race and hers for a while now, it’s the reason that we moved here,” Trevor said.

  “Well, let’s not talk about her or things that hit a soft spot for you. I would really rather discuss hard things,” Felicia said as she grabbed his dick through his slacks.

  She felt it grow in her palms, and walking backward while still holding his dick, she led him back into the elevator.

  “Mmmm, this is wrong, what are you doing?” Trevor moaned.

  “I’m going to make you miss work and do what we’ve both wanted to do since we first laid eyes on each other,” Felicia said in a seductive tone.

  She unbuttoned his belt and pants with her left hand.

  “What have we both wanted to do since we laid eyes on each other,” Trevor asked as his pants dropped to his ankles.

  Felicia pulled his brown, seven inch, thick, dick through the hole in his boxers.

  “Mmmm,” he moaned from the touch of her small soft hands as she jerked his dick back and forth.

  “Fuck each other’s brains out,” Felicia replied and tip toed as her juicy lips locked with his.

  A rush of passion traveled through their bodies as their tongues danced in each other’s mouths while they made sexual moaning sounds.

  Trevor broke their embrace, “Why are you doing this? Why do you want me? Is it because I have money, or you are attracted to me. Or is it because you think your pussy is better than my wife’s,” he asked.

  Felicia looked at him and smiled as she dropped to her knees, “It’s all of that, and you’re a doctor, so you get enough money to take care of four women and your home if you’d like,” she replied with a sassy smile on her face, then puts the tip of his dick in her mouth.

  “Uugmmm,” Trevor made a funny sounding moan as he felt the wet warmth of her mouth.

  He felt her tongue ring flicker up and down on the tip of his dick, then travel all around the base of it. Felicia reached her left hand up and pressed a button making the elevator door close.

  “Damn sssss,” Trevor moaned while making hissing sounds.

  He looked down at Felicia slobbering on his dick; her head turned from side to side as she jerks him off.

  “God, oh shit!” he groaned with his face balled up in pleasure.

  He held the back of her head and pumped it back and forth; fucking her mouth like it was her pussy. The gagging sound she made as his dick touched the back of her throat only turned him on even more.

  Felicia tried to fight the choking feeling as she felt his dick grow another inch and swell in her mouth.

  “I can’t take it anymore,” Trevor groaned.

  He pushed her away and lifted her to her feet, and then he pressed her against the mirror and spread her legs wide. Moving her bikini bottom to the side, he ran his finger across her pussy.

  “Damn I just knew you had a fat pussy,” he said.

  “And it’s soaking wet,” Felicia said while licking her lips.

  She prayed that he would hurry and stick his dick straight inside of her for two reasons, ‘Damn, ever since I been in San Diego, I been looking for lawyers, rappers or actors. I need to use my body as a come up for money to pay my bills. I have found a few that were more than willing to be my sugar daddy, but these damn celebrities are smart as hell and refuse to sleep w
ith me without having a condom. I need to have a baby so I can have a long term sugar daddy. That baby will be my pay check and I’ll never have to work hard again a day in my life. If I want more money, I’ll tell the father he can’t see the child until I get what I want. Trevor may not be a lawyer or celebrity like I’m used to, but he’s a doctor and will be coming into that money soon enough,’ Felicia thought to herself then moaned as Trevor spread her legs wide open, “Ugh hmmm!”

  She felt his thick dick penetrate her slowly inch by inch, deeper inside her, “Damn,” she let out a moan in ecstasy.

  Trevor placed soft, tender, wet kisses on her neck then he starts thrusting in and out of her with wild and reckless strokes.

  “Ahhahhahh! Yes! Yes! Yes!” Felicia moaned as he pinned her up against the cold steel elevator walls even more.

  “Damn, shit! You’re dicking me down!” she screamed as his thick penis stretched her pussy and tapped her walls sending sweet sensations through both their bodies.

  Felicia felt his dick expand and knew what time it was. He slows down for a hot second then started pounding away on her pussy heatedly.

  “Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Aye! Yes! Yes! Fucking yes!” she screamed while throwing her body back against his dick,

  “Ugh,” he groaned.

  “Sssss oww!” Felicia screamed as she felt a rush of his sperm travel up in her and a wicked smile crossed her face.

  Trevor pulls out of her, out of breath, breathing hard, “Oh damn, that was just as great as I imagined it would be, but it was so wrong. I’m a happily married man,” Trevor said out loud as he thought of what he just did.

  Felicia’s facial expression changed from a wicked grin to concern, ‘I can’t have him questioning himself. I need to get him hooked on this pussy, have him so addicted to it that he won’t be able to think clear,’ Felicia thought to herself as she moved closer to him.

  “I’m not the first and only woman you ever cheated on your wife with,” Felicia said while staring at him with lust in her eyes.

  “Well no, I cheated on her three times while I was in college. I got weak. She caught me with the last woman and I promised to never cheat again,” Trevor replied.

  His mind replayed the hurt look on Natalie’s face, when she caught him in bed with another woman, “Yea, I can’t put her through that pain again, she’s been good to me,” Trevor said out loud.

  As he pulled up his pants, Felicia pressed a button that opened the elevator door. She took his hand in hers, “Listen, you will never have to worry about her finding out about us, you’re a made-man now with an outstanding career,” Felicia said while leading him out the elevator and down the hallway to her condo.

  She opened the door and Trevor stepped in, following her lead. He studied her condo; it was huge, but not bigger than his and his wife’s, but close to it. The wall was painted mauve, purple and white with fur rugs on the floor. The place screamed indulgence and was full of overpriced things that he assumed was funded by different men or sugar daddies as gifts and support.

  “What am I getting myself in too,” he said out loud.

  Before he could turn around and leave to head to work, his head was thrown back and he moaned in pleasure as Felicia had dropped down to her knees, and pulled his dick out through his pants zipper and was deep throating this cock. He was in shock as her warm, wet mouth sent sweet sensations up through his spine. He looked down at her head bopping from side to side, as loud slurping sounds echoed through the condo. She licked up his pre-cum and her extra saliva.

  “Damn you’re a freak,” he groaned.

  “I’m now your personal freak,” Felicia said while jerking him off and stuffing his dick back in her mouth.

  Chapter 8

  Tears escaped Natalie’s eyes and soaked her pillow. She laid on her king size bed and looked where Trevor was supposed to be lying, but Brock was there instead, stretched out on the long bed. He was only seven months and was already as tall as her at 5’5” and weighed 140 pounds. He was growing fast. Natalie pets his bluish gray fur as his long tongue licked her face, “Brock, I know something’s going on. I’m not stupid. It’s been three and half weeks and Trevor’s been behaving very suspiciously. I’m used to him staying at work for more than three days at a time at the hospital, but now it’s going for five days. When I call the hospital, they say he didn’t even work on some of those days. He’s been missing work. Brock, I just know he is cheating. He doesn’t call me any more during the day like he used to. I don’t think he loves me anymore. You’re all I have in this world. I love you, Brock. You take away my loneliness and the only one that understands me,” Natalie said then kissed Brock on the lips and felt his long tongue run across her chin and travel to her lip and nose. She stared at him for a second looking into his gray eyes the same color as hers.

  Brock turned his head when his sensitive ears heard a noise. Trevor opened the bedroom door and just stood there staring at Brock and Natalie both stretched out on their stomachs on the bed. “Really, you really got this dog lying on our bed with clean sheets!” Trevor shouted in disgust and shook his head.

  “What he’s clean. I gave him a bath yesterday,” Natalie said as she turned around and looked at him.

  “That’s not the point. Dogs don’t belong on fucking beds. It’s just nasty and unsanitary,” Trevor shouted as he walked over to the king size bed and grabbed Brock’s white collar on his neck, “And he’s on my side of the bed at that,” Trevor said while pulling Brock by the collar, but the large dog wouldn’t budge.

  “It’s not like you sleep there anymore, anyway,” Natalie said while rolling her eyes.

  “What did you say?” Trevor asked while raising his right eyebrow, “Get off the bed, Brock!” he shouted, but Brock didn’t move, no matter how hard he pulled on his collar, “Stupid ass, dog!” he shouted.

  “Get down, boy,” Natalie said softly.

  Brock stood up and towered over Trevor like a giant beast causing Trevor to step back out of fear. Brock smelled his fear and stared into his eyes. His gray eyes sent a creepy chill through Trevor’s body. Brock’s long tongue stuck out as he licked his chops and hopped off the king size bed and walked to the room door.

  “That dog is starting to freak me the fuck out. He’s too damn big. You should have gotten a small girly puppy instead of him. I’m starting to feel nervous in my own home,” Trevor said.

  “Well, I didn’t want a small dog. I love Brock, at least he pays attention to me, unlike you,” Natalie replied getting off the bed.

  ‘I’m tired of him not coming home. If he thinks he’s going to get off without an explanation, he’s dead ass wrong,’ Natalie thought to herself.

  “Whatever, you know I work hard and I’m a new surgeon at the hospital. I have to put in long hours. I don’t feel like discussing this today. I had a long night at work. I just want to take a shower and go to bed, now I have to change the damn sheets before I can do that. Did you ever take Brock to get neutered?” Trevor asked as he started to remove his blue scrubs.

  “No, I didn’t. Don’t try to change the subject. Are you having an affair?” Natalie shouted then jumped up in his face.

  “Yo, just calm down, I’m not having an affair. I told you to get the damn oversized dog neutered. The lady in the pet store said you should have gotten it done two months ago before he goes in heat. He’s already spraying the house pissing everywhere leaving his mark. I heard Pit bulls get more aggressive when they’re not neutered,” Trevor shouted.

  “Fuck Brock! We’re not talking about that, besides he’s a Great Dane only mixed with a Pit bull and Boxer. We’re talking about you being faithful. Who are you fucking, because you sure ain’t fucking me, Trevor? You live for sex, are you fucking the woman from the pet store? Huh?” Natalie shouted putting her fingers all in his face.

  “Get your hand out my face. I’m tired I just got off of the night shift saving lives and need to rest!” Trevor shouted back.

  “Oh, so now you’re finally a
doctor! I’m not good enough for you now!” Natalie shouted back and pushed him on his chest.

  Her push barely moved, Trevor who was 5’9” and 180 pounds all it did was make him more frustrated, “You’re acting like….,” Trevor started to say then bit his tongue and shook his head.

  “What were you going to say? That I’m acting like a black woman, because I’m yelling! No I’m acting like any woman that knows their husband and or their man is cheating on them! Who are you fucking?” Natalie shouted.

  “I’m not fucking anyone! I don’t have time for this shit!” Trevor shouted then turned his back on her and starts walking toward the en suite bathroom.

  “Don’t turn your back on me! We’re not done!” Natalie yelled and grabbed him by the shoulder sinking her nails into his skin.

  “Ahhhh!” Trevor hollered in pain and in a reaction spinned around and back hand slapped her.

  “Owww!” Natalie cried out as she hit the floor holding her face, “You hit me, you put your hands on me. You never hit me once since we’ve been together. Why? Why? You hit me,” she cried hysterically while holding her face where he slapped her, in shock.

  “Baby, I’m sorry. It was a reaction to your nails digging into my skin. I didn’t mean…,” Trevor’s words were cut short as the sound of Brock’s growling caught his attention, “Whoa, slow down boy sit down!” Trevor said as he back pedaled as Brock walked deeper into the room growling louder and his gray eyes locked on Trevor’s every move.

  Raghhh! Raghhh! Raghhh! Brock barked loudly and it echoed throughout the condo.

  Trevor’s heart raced as he watched the large dog step closer to him. He was only wearing boxers and all he could think about was Brock ripping threw his flesh. Trevor screamed like a little girl on the school yard playing as Brock charged at him. Trevor took off running to the walk-in closet. Trevor dug through a green suit, inside the jacket pocket pulls out his small chrome 3.80 handgun just as Brock leaped in the air and jumped on his back.