Trevor shook his head as he still felt violated. He could still feel the pressure from Brock’s penis spreading his butt cheeks and trying to force his way inside him, “That’s the fucking problem. He’s only a puppy and going to get even bigger, Natalie. Yes, Great Danes are friendly, but that dog is mixed with a Pit Bull and a Boxer. I keep telling you that and we have no idea who owned Brock before us. What kind of things did they train him to do?” Trevor shouted.
“Trevor, I’m not going to allow you to hurt my dog. He’s my only friend. Your ass is never home, doing God knows what, with whom!” Natalie shouted.
“I’m so fucking tired of having the same conversation with you. I hate repeating myself!” Trevor shouted, “I’m out of here,” he said as he grabbed his clothes off of the floor and a few other things he needed while still pointing the gun in Natalie and Brock’s direction.
“What? Don’t leave baby. I’m tired of being in this house without you. I need you. I love you!” Natalie shouted.
“If you love me, you will get rid of that dog. I won’t step near this house again until that dog is gone,” Trevor replied with his facial expression balled up in rage as he quickly got dressed and back pedaled out of the room.
“Where are you going to go?” Natalie asked as tears streamed down her cheeks.
“Don’t worry about that. Your only concern is that damn dog!” Trevor shouted as he walks down the stairs.
Natalie followed him out of the room with Brock by her side, “You just stay away from me and don’t worry about that,” Trevor said as he stared at Brock by her side.
“You’re going to your bitch’s house! Go to your hoe, just go!” Natalie shouted as she looked for something to throw at him.
She found a slipper and launched it at him just before he ran out of the door shutting it fast behind him. Natalie dropped to her knees and buried her face in the palm of her hands as she cried uncontrollably.
Chapter 10
“Mmmm, you like that don’t you daddy,” Felicia moaned as she looked up at him.
Trevor was sitting on the couch naked, with Felicia naked down on her knees between his legs, “Yes,” he moaned as Felicia stuffed the tip of his dick in her mouth moaning while sucking it, “Damn baby sssss!” Trevor groaned while making a hissing sound.
His body buckled then bit his bottom lip while holding the back of her head pushing it down as she twist and turned, “Ugh,” he grunts loudly as he ejaculates in her mouth, “Ahhhh fuck,” he moaned as his toes curled up as Felicia swallowed all his cum while sucking and jerking him off like a mad woman, sending sweet sensations all through Trevor’s body.
“Damn, stop baby! Stop…oh Lord, stop boo!” Trevor moaned while trying to push her head away, “Ugh ahhhh, yes damn!” he screamed before he knew it, he was cumin again.
Felicia released her grip on his dick and had thick white semen all over her chin, lips and nose that she seductively licks off, then stood up and walked out of the room.
Trevor leaned his head back on the couch as his mind wandered off thinking, ‘I miss my wife. Felicia has a sexy, beautiful face of a goddess, but I miss Natalie. Felicia doesn’t add to me, just takes from me, unlike Natalie, but I can’t deal with her and that damn dog at the same time. It’s just too much for me to handle.’
His mind daydreams of he and Natalie back in college without a dime to their names. It was snowing hard in Chicago. They were curled up in their bed with a portable electric heater by the foot of their bed for extra heat for them. They couldn’t afford to turn the temperature in the apartment up too high; they couldn’t even pay the bill to keep their lights on. Trevor had looked in her eyes as she smiled brightly while they both ate chicken flavored Ramen Noodle Soup in the cup. This was the only thing they had money for.
“What’s going through your mind, Trevor? I can see you over there thinking again. It’s all in your eyes,” Natalie asked while putting the cup to her lips and sipped the warm broth then picked up her fork and stuffed some noodles in to her mouth.
“It’s nothing. I just catch myself wondering at times,” Trevor replied as he ate some of his noodles.
“What do you be wondering about, baby?” Natalie asked.
Trevor looked into her eyes once more before he spoke, “I wonder how God blessed me with such a woman. You’re drop dead gorgeous and sexy. You could have any man you want, yet you’re with me in our cold ass apartment, sitting in front of an electric heater, eating soup. I just ask, why?” Trevor replied.
Natalie leaned over and kissed him deeply and passionately, then broke their embrace, “You’re a great man. I’d rather be poor with you, than rich with anybody else. I wouldn’t trade this time with us being together for anything else in this world. I love you,” Natalie said, then kissed him once more.
“Trevor! Trevor, don’t you hear me talking to you?” the sound of Felicia’s voice snapped him out of the daydream he was having.
“Huh, no, what did you say sweetie? My mind was gone for a second,” Trevor replied as he sat straight up to see Felicia in a strapless orange dress that hugged the curves on her body looking as if she was going out for a photo shoot.
“Well, I said, let me get your debit card or credit card so I can go shopping,” Felicia said with her hands on her hips with a frustrated tone that she had to repeat herself.
“Felicia, I just gave you money the other day to go shopping, plus I paid your mortgage for this condo,” Trevor said with a confused look on his face.
He began to think, ‘I thought I would never find someone who could shop more than me. Natalie would tease and tell me that I was a metrosexual, always having to stay clean and well dressed, but I never over spend and know how to save my money. Felicia on the other hand thought that money grew on trees.’
“Damn right you paid my mortgage. Ain’t no way in hell a man is going to pretty much be living with me and not pay my bills,” Felicia replied.
Trevor shook his head. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was sexy as hell, looking just like the model, Melyssa Ford, thick in the hips, fat juicy ass and beautiful face, he would have went to a hotel. Not to mention the sex was great. She made sure to get his dick up and put it right back down every time he turned around.
“Schmmp, I was paying your mortgage before I ever started staying here. It’s only been two weeks, so don’t go there,” Trevor said and sucked his teeth.
“Listen doctor. You knew before you put your dick in this pussy that I’m a spoiled bitch, so save it. If I take care of you, you take care of me, daddy. Unless, you want to go upstairs and have your wife and dog take care of you at the same time,” Felicia said sarcastically.
Trevor pushed up off the couch with his facial expression balled up with rage as her words ate at his pride, “See, I knew I shouldn’t have told your ass about that,” he shouted as he fought the urge to wrap his hands around her neck and choke the life out of her.
“I’m sorry, daddy, I just don’t like to feel as if I’m begging. I’m too hard of a bitch for that, and you never have to beg for anything you want, now do you?” Felicia asked seductively while kissing on his neck and taking his right hand and letting it roam all over her body and smiled when he squeezed her ass.
“No, you don’t make me beg,” Trevor said then kissed her.
“I know you’re new to your career baby, but you need to realize you’re a doctor now. You have more than enough money, just stop watching every dime and being cheap. You’re rich or on your way there,” Felicia said.
“The credit card is in the second drawer in the dresser in the room. Take the green one,” Trevor replied then watched her ass cheeks jiggle as she walked way.
She returned back in to the living room stuffing the green credit card in her orange purse, “Next time, I want the new unlimited black card you just got approved of. As a matter of fact, I want you to add me to all of them. So, we won’t have this issue anymore. When are you going to tell your wife about us and get a divorce?
Trust, you’re going to have to put a ring on it,” Felicia said as she headed for the front door.
“I don’t know. I guess I’ll tell her soon. I’m going to have to,” Trevor replied.
“If you ask me, you’re both stupid; she is for not picking her man over her dog. That’s her loss and my gain, and because she lives right upstairs and hasn’t figured out you been living with me for two and a half weeks and fucking me even longer. You’re not going to be able to always duck and dodge her. You’re lucky you work at nights. You’re stupid because you’re a fucking doctor. You can easily write prescriptions for a medication that would be able to poison that damn dog without a trace or pay someone to help you find out where the dog came from before the pet store, but I love you anyways baby, smooches,” Felicia said as she blew a kiss at him and left out the front door.
Trevor sat back down on the couch and held his head. He knew Felicia was nothing but a gold digger, but he had got caught up, trapped in her web, she was sexy and beautiful.
‘Damn, what am I really doing? I love my wife, but that may have to go. One thing Felicia did say that was true is that I have money now and I can hire someone to look into the background of Brock. Where he came from and who owned him before the pet store received him,’ Trevor said out loud to himself as he got up and picked up the house phone and made some phone calls to find a private detective.
Chapter 11
Natalie was breathing hard with sweat dripping down from her forehead as she jogged down the block in the blazing sun. She had the chain leash in her hand and Brock trotting by her side. She made it to her building and bent over holding her knees trying to catch her breath. She looked at Brock who was panting and breathing with his tongue out. Natalie looked up to see Felicia walking out of the double glass mirrored door of their building in a beautiful orange dress. She was going to wave until she seen the sneaky devilish look on Felicia’s face as she smirked and walked passed her switching her ass even harder.
‘Bitch, I don’t know why she keeps looking at me like that every time I see her. I know she better not let my kindness fool her ass. We’re going to have problems. I’m too old to be playing with these young chicks,’ Natalie said out loud to herself.
She stood straight up and walked in the building with Brock by her side. She got to the elevator and rode it to the third floor and entered her apartment. She walked to the kitchen and picked up Brock’s chrome water bowl and filled it with fresh water from the sink, then placed it on the floor. She took the leash off Brock and he rushed to the bowl and lapped up the water. She dug up under the sink and pulled out a huge bag of dog food and poured some in another chrome bowl next to Brock, “Okay baby, I’ll be back. Mommy has to take a shower,” she said petting him on the head.
“I don’t know how the hell Trevor is scared of you. He wanted me to get rid of you when you’re my only friend in this damn town,” she said out loud as she held the metal rail and walked up the stairs and entered her room while removing her sweaty clothes, then hops in the shower.
A half hour later, she exits the shower and went to her dresser and grabs her ‘Pure Seduction’ lotion from ‘Victoria’s Secret’, it’s a mixture of Red Plum and Freesia, then begins to lotion her body. She sat on the bed and lotioned her legs and feet. Something told her to look up straight ahead, “Ahhhh!” she screamed out of shock to see Brock in the room sitting, just staring at her, “Damn Brock, you scared the shit out of me. Don’t do that boy, get out until I get dressed!” she shouted and pointed at the door.
A strange expression came upon her face, when she noticed he didn’t budge. It was the first time Brock ignored her order, “Brock, get out now!” she shouted and points her finger as she stared at his gray eyes that look deranged and showing no sign of moving. For the first time in months, since she owned him, her heart raced and fear consumed her body as she stared back at the large dog. She quickly got up and grabbed a black silk robe and tied it closed. She cautiously walked over to Brock and rubbed his head. She was shocked for the second time. He moved his head away when he normally would wag his tail.
“Oh hell no, you’re not about to punk me out like you do Trevor!” she shouted trying to show who was in control.
She grabbed him by the collar and pulled. At first Brock didn’t move an inch, but then he slowly moved as she lead him out of the room. She looked at him still staring as she shut the door and went back to the bed and sat down, “Damn, why does everything in my life have to be turned upside down all at once? My husband left me and has been missing for almost three weeks. Now Brock is acting strange. They say when bad things happen, they happen in three’s. So, what’s next? I don’t know if I can take any more,” Natalie said as she started to cry hysterically.
She lay down on to her empty bed and grabbed a pillow and hugged it tight as her tears soak into it, “Why God, why me? I can’t take anymore. I moved to this town and lost the love of my life, I’m all alone. Why God why? Please bring him back to me, please Lord. I don’t want to hurt anymore. Help me, God. Whatever I did, I’m sorry,” Natalie said crying hysterically while catching her breath, then closed her eyes.
She heard a noise and popped up praying God heard her prayers and Trevor had come home to work everything out. A confused look came across her face. She wiped the tears from her eyes to see if they were playing tricks on her, but they weren’t. The door was wide open and Brock was sitting in the doorway with that deranged look in his eyes. He looked nothing like the dog she had grown to love, but more like a wild stray animal.
“What the hell, not now Brock, go down stairs. I’ll walk you again, tonight. Dammit, I just want to be alone and go to sleep, I feel so depressed. How the hell you even get in the room in the first place?” she said as she got off the bed, ‘Look at me, I’m talking to a damn dog having a full blown conversation with him as if he’s going to talk back. That’s why my husband left me. I’m turning into one of those crazy cat people or pet people as their whole lives revolve around their animals. Maybe it is time I got rid of Brock. Trevor is not worth losing over any damn dog,’ Natalie said out loud to herself.
“Brock, get out the room now!” she shouted and points to the door.
Brock’s lip raised and showed his large K-9 teeth and growled at her, Grrrr! Grrrr! He barked loudly and sent chills through her body.
“Ahhhh!” Natalie screamed then gained her composure as she remembered dogs could sense the smell of fear and it could cause them to attack, “Shut up! Bad boy, don’t fucking bark and growl at me!” she shouted.
Brock twists his head to the side and got quiet, but still stared at her with a deranged look in his eyes. Natalie cautiously walked passed him out of the room. She walked down the stairs to the first floor of the living room where she left her cell phone on the coffee table. She picked it up and dialed Trevor’s number, ‘Hi, this is Dr. Trevor Braster. Please leave a message after the beep,’ Beep…
“Trevor, please pick up. This isn’t the time to send my calls to your voice mail. I’m sorry about what happened, but I’m scared right now. Brock is acting strange. He’s looking at me as if I was a meal or something for him to eat. He growled at me just now. I think your right it’s time to get rid of him. I should have listened to you….,” before she could finish her sentence she heard a beeping sound letting her know that her recorded message was over, “Ugh dammit! He used to never send me to voicemail,” she said and got depressed all over again.
She hit the redial on her phone stomping her feet when her call went straight to voicemail, again. “I told you. I need you, asshole. Pick up your phone or call me. I’m scared Brock’s looking at me funny. Please, come home,” she said and hung up.
She turned around to see Brock sitting behind her just watching her with that deranged look in his eyes. She walked to the kitchen and slowly pulled out a butcher knife from the knife holder, then opened the refrigerator and took out some honey ham sandwich meat. She pulled the bread from the pantry and place
in on the counter. She took out a plate and made a sandwich and placed the butcher knife on it. She could feel Brock’s eyes burning a hole through her as he continued to just stare at her. His eyes moved every direction she went. She grabbed a few slices of the honey ham sandwich meat out of the package and tossed them in front of him. Brock looked down at the meat, and then slowly brought his head back up and stared at her with death in his eyes.
“It’s time for you to go. You’re too big to be staring at me with those I want to kill you looks and moving all slow like something out of a bad horror movie. Hell no! First thing in the morning, I’m calling animal control to come get your ass. I’ll go get one of those small girly puppies my husband wanted me to get in the first damn place. I can kick those small dogs if they look at me funny,” she said out loud to herself as she walked passed Brock and upstairs toward her bedroom.
Brock’s eyes continued to follow her. He leaned his head down and quickly gobbled up the sandwich meat. Natalie walked into her bedroom and shut the door, “I don’t know how he got in the room before. I probably didn’t shut the door all the way, but this time, he won’t be coming in,” she said out loud then struggled pushing her nightstand and placed it in front of the door. The door couldn’t be opened.
She sat on the bed resting her back on the king size leather headboard, and then pulled out her Kindle Fire to finish reading a book called, ‘Fetish’, by Shameek Speight, that she started. She hadn’t had the time to continue to read from letting the depression of Trevor not coming home and the possibility of him cheating. She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes as she thought of Trevor once more, ‘Girl, get him out of your mind. Relax and later see if you can get some work done online. For now, just read,’ Natalie thought and took a bite out of her sandwich.
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