Bobo Pt.2

It was several days before I saw Sophia again. Greg and I worked the entire weekend, and then wrapped the project up Tuesday of the next week. On Wednesday, I called Sophia and asked her if she wanted to go out to dinner. She wanted Chinese and I knew of this Soul food restaurant, we finally met in the middle with Italian. We would have Chinese over at her place later in the week. But she was going to choose the restaurant and make all of the reservations. I told her that I would be at her place before seven tonight. Although we had spoke everyday, she still said that she missed me. I returned the comment and hung up returning to work.
The rest of the day went smoothly at work, Sophia flowed in and out of my mind several times After work I went home to catch up on a few things around the house. The entire time I was thinking of what to wear to dinner. I finally decided on a blazer and a pair jeans, I also decided on a pair suede boots that I dared Bobo to piss in or on. I smoked a half blunt before taking a shower and getting dressed. Then I smoked the other half before leaving the house. Now totally relaxed, I listened to some 80‘s flashbacks on my way to pick Sophia up. When I arrived at her apartment I was in a really good mood.  
She met me at the door and really laid a kiss on my lips with promises of more later. As I walked into the living room there was Bobo and when he saw me he looked surprised. Bobo’s mouth fell open and one ear stood up while the other one flopped. Sophia continued on into her bedroom to finish getting dress, leaving me with this crazy looking dog and fixing myself a drink. I figured Bobo hadn’t seen me in a few days and probably thought that he had gotten rid of me. I sat down on the couch as Bobo paced back and forth with this pained look on his face. It was as if he was mentally working on a serious problem. I was really happy when when Sophia emerged from the room and said that she was ready. I hate it when a dog is smarter than me. But oh Sophia, she was she was stunning. She was dressed to flashy or to dull, but when you added in her sexiness. Man, she walked among the goddesses dressed in the attire of a peasant, we complimented each other. We listened to 80‘s flashback and she told me that she had already had several drinks. As we walked into the restaurant I could feel her clinch my arm tighter before relaxing. It was obvious that she was older than me, but I had dated both older and younger than her. The only thing that mattered to me was the connection, and this was a great fit. After a bit of talking we settled in on a great dinner with lots of laughing. We wrapped things up with a slow walk around downtown. Always take your Lady window shopping if you really want to know what gifts to buy her.
We ended up back at her place, and in her bedroom again. I wore my boots into the bedroom and as I laid back on the bed Sophia pulled them off for me. She dropped her dress revealing that she was only wearing panties under it. As I laid with my shirt unbuttoned, she undid my pants pulling them off along with my underwear. There she found her prize, without announcement I was in her mouth. She was determined to amaze me with her oral skills, the way that she teased and then demanded. I raised up and got my pants off of the floor, in my front pocket was my secret weapon. I laid back down on the bed lifting Sophia up and turning her one  hundred and eighty degrees. She lifted back up so that I could remove her panties. But then she was back on that dick trying to prove a point. Ooh she was as wet as before, her cream was all over her lips. She had told me before that a lot of guys didn’t like how much cream she produced. But it didn’t bother me, I took the small plastic vial that I had taken from my pocket. It contained a flavor enhancer kinda on the sweet side, some people preferred whip cream. Hahaha I didn’t need any more cream. My tiny vial contained contained a kinda strawberry syrup, that I squeezed out onto her asshole and watched as it slowly ran down to her pussy. As I licked her pussy out cleaning up the cream, she came again and again as I sucked on her clit. I slid my tongue in and out of her as I sucked on her pussy lips. Sophia squealed as I licked the syrup off of her asshole. This is when Boobo attacked the fucking door again. I’m telling you that a bull couldn’t hit that door any harder. But Sophia didn’t stop and I felt obliged to keep my head in the game as she drooled on my head and sucked it back off of the shaft.  
I committed my tongue to long strokes on her clit and watched as she tried to rise up off of my mouth. I slapped her on the ass hard and solid, as I pulled her back down onto my mouth. As the insides of her thighs trembled on both sides of my face, I drizzled a little more syrup while sucking the pink out of her pussy. Sophia ground her pussy hard all over my face and mouth as she came in waves. She lifted up off of my face and turned lying atop me. she buried her face into my neck. As she kissed and licked my neck , she grind her body against mine. Then she lifted her ass up and slid my head between her lips. As she worked me in deeper, she scratched at my chest, kissing and biting at my pecs. The beast broke free of it’s cage seeking freedom within her confines. He grabbed both of her ass cheeks pulling them apart as he stretched his way in deeper. As Sophia began to whine the beast slapped her ass forcing her down as he thrusted upward. The cream was flowing and he loved swimming and hunting in her marshland. She grabbed it’s face kissing and sucking on it’s mouth as she tried to breathe. The beast growled as he slid out from under her. He stopped her from rolling over onto her back. He need her on her knees, he needed her in the bitch position. As he entered her from behind dominating and marking his territory. Sophia submitted quivering as he bit her on the back of her neck. With one foot on the bed and one on the floor, the beast pushed down on Sophia’s head as he stretched his confinements. Hahaha, he plunged and burrowed his way deeper into the recesses of her marshland. The beast watched as the creamy line moved further up his dick, as he packed himself deeper and deeper into Sophia. Bobo had transformed into a beast of his own, howling, and hammering away on the bedroom door.  
As Sophia began cumming again, the beast felt her pussy convulsing. The squeezing and releasing of her pussy massaged and milked the anger from him. As I stepped back into reality, I found Sophia collapsed onto her stomach with me lying on her back. Both of us sweaty and clinging to each other as we climbed into bed. At some point during the night Sophia got up and let Bobo into the bedroom. When I awoke and found him lying on the pillow next to me, I instantly thought of my boots. I got up checked my boots, saw that they were okay and scratched Bobo behind the ear. I quickly dressed, kissed Sophia, and eased out of the apartment.  
For the next month and a half, Sophia and I fell into a pattern. She called me at work if and when she wanted to see me. I stayed at her apartment more than I stayed home. Bobo still being Bobo would come around with that possum’s grin and jump up onto the couch with me. I was living the life with a woman and an angry kid. Sophia had gotten use to me being around and usually wandered around with something short on and no panties. I liked looking at her move about the apartment, catching glimpses of her ass as she turned corners and bent over here and there. The sex, the sex had no limits and she had allowed anal to be introduced into our sessions. I was totally on lock as she would lie on my chest staring into my eyes talking. But Sophia was a mystery wrapped within a mystery, her eyes were like looking into the bluest sky. The different parts of her eyes seemed to merge with no boundaries. I found it difficult to look into her eyes and read her. But she had a little tell tale, which was a twitch at the corners of her mouth when she was trying to suppress a smile or laugh. Bobo, haha Bobo, even played fetch with me once or twice. But Bobo is a weird fucking dog. He played fetch but it was with an attitude, like he was on the wrong end of the game, kinda like he was to good to retrieve the ball.  
Yes life was good there were meet ups and drinks with Amelia and Chloe at least twice a week. This was every man’s dream, being slathered with all of the attention of three beautiful ladies, and there beautiful accents. That is until Sophia returned from the lady’s room one night and found Chloe’s hand on my thigh. This was the end of after work drinks as far as I was concerned. The ladies decided that their gatherings would be strictly chicks and no dicks. This didn’t matter to me, this gave me more time at home, and on the ready if Sophia should call to come over. Haha, dick at the ready or ready waiting dick. Bobo seemed to be coming around, I had awoken a few times and Bobo’s head was in my lap asleep. On the weekends, I usually camped out at over at Sophia’s and watched as Bobo and her went about their day. I watched as she carried him from room to room talking to him as if he was a child. I watched as Bobo and her prepared dinner. I was offered but I refused to eat anything that Bobo and her cooked, she knew that dog hated me. I had watched Bobo and her tasting the food to many times while cooking. But Sophia didn’t mind, Bobo and her never gave it a second thought. Bobo not only ate his dinner, but he would eat anything that I had also. While snarling with his teeth drawn back in a possum’s grin, he demanded his cut of anything especially chips.  
But that was cool, Bobo had become my tv partner. He watched any sport without complaining in the least. At times I looked over at him and it was as if he was in deep thought. I joked with Sophia that Bobo must have been a philosopher in a previous life. I told her that the next weekend would be a big game weekend. I told her that I would visit her on Sunday and watch the game with Bobo. She asked if she should fix anything and again I told her, “no.” I told her that I would stop and pick up subs and chips for everyone. But she said not for her, just for Bobo and myself. the next morning as I headed out i didn’t realize that it was the first day of the empire collapsing. I was totally bogged down at work and at home I had let things pile up. I spent the week getting caught up, except for one night that I spent at Sophia’s. Everyone at work and around town were abuzz about the game on Sunday.
Friday finally arrived bringing with it the weekend. Sophia and I went out to a little dinner and dancing. We weren’t trying to impress anyone on the dance floor, we were just trying to have a good time. We finally went to her apartment in the wee hours and went about making up for nearly a week apart. Bobo hated sex nights and being shut out of the bedroom. The next day he would always act weird, as if he had a chip on his shoulder or something. He wouldn’t come to me, and he would pace about the apartment with that possum’s grin. Saturday morning, he was in the bed already when I slid out of it. I had work to do at home in order to get caught up. I didn’t return to Sophia’s until later that night and again we tried to make up for lost time, again with Bobo outside of the bedroom door. But Bobo tonight seemed to be emphasizing his point, howling at the top of his lungs, and slamming into the bedroom door.  
Sophia and I again drifted off after sex and again the next morning Bobo was in the bed next to me. But this time he was just lying there thinking, as if he was having trouble sleeping. As I slid out of bed, he watched me getting dressed. Bobo followed me to the door, as I left the apartment. before leaving I promised him, I would return with lunch. I went home washed and changed clothes not knowing that this was the day that Rome burned. at 11:30 I wrapped everything up and headed to my favorite sub shop, roast beef and turkey for me and roast beef for Bobo. I grabbed two large bags of chips and two large orange sodas. Believe me, Bobo had already shown a fondness for orange soda. I ran by a wing joint, owned by a friend, and picked up an assortment of boneless wings.  
By the time I got to Sophia’s it was nearly time for the game. I actually cut my sub into four pieces, two pieces for the game and two pieces for work the next day. Bobo again was in his own world. He continually paced back and forth making that face. I called him as the game came on and gave him half of his sandwich. He gobbled it down and looked at me for the other half. I gave him that half as I also ate. He gobbled the second half down then looked at me as if to say where are my chips? I went in poured some soda into his bowl and poured some chips into his food bowl, Bobo seemed to be in little pig heaven. He stayed in the kitchen with Sophia leaving me to my game and snacks. Sophia came in and grabbed a piece of my sub and drank some of my soda. Yeah right she didn’t want anything.
They say that there is always a calming before the storm. I was really into the game although my team was getting slaughtered. Sophia had returned to the kitchen, and I could hear her with that beautiful accent singing one of her homeland songs. I noticed during a commercial break Bobo kept peeking around the corner out of the kitchen at me. I called him but he still had that chip on his shoulder and wouldn’t come. After the break, the game came back on and my team started fighting back. This gave me a reason to celebrate a little, and Bobo even emerged from the kitchen. He was jogging around with that possum’s grin, looking down and thinking. All of a sudden he jogged over and jumped up onto the couch. I figured he was okay now and ready to look at the game with me. But Bobo climbed up onto the arm of the couch looking at me and snarling.
I was like what the fuck’s wrong with this dog. I was watching the game and eyeing Bobo at the same time. This bastard was up to something, I could see his little wheels turning. What I didn’t see was him jumping up onto the back of the chair. Now I’m looking at him as he walked back and forth along the back of the chair building up his nerves. I heard the roar of the crowd on tv as my team scored. Dam I was missing a great game watching this crazy ass dog. I watched as Bobo walked towards me as if he was marching and just like a soldier he did an about face, lifted what he had for a tail and farted in my face. I remembered from the scent I was thinking this dam dog has to be part possum. But then Bobo about faced again and he had that possum’s grin on his face as if he was laughing because he farted in my face. I don’t know when I stepped back into the shadows and the beast stepped forth, but when I stepped back into myself, Bobo was flying through the air. I don’t know if he was knock, thrown, or tried to fly. He hit the wall and then the floor, he yelped and then rolled over looking at me. Right on cue Sophia ran from the kitchen. She picked Bobo up and then asked me did you hit Bobo. Now this was the time for cool rational thinking, lying, unfortunately I was still hot. I simply said,"yes he farted in my face.”
Sophia gave me a look like, “you motherfucker.” She spun around carrying Bobo with her into the kitchen. Bobo being the bastard that he is and the great actor that he is started whimpering and whining like a box filled with puppies. The both of them left me in there alone to reflect on what I had done. Sophia and Bobo went to bed before the games were over. I followed after the games to find Bobo looking at tv alone and Sophia asleep. Bobo being in the bed told me there would be no sex tonight, so I got into bed. Bobo must have been waiting on me. He crawl right over next to my back, and burrowed in like we were besties. The next morning when I got up for work, Sophia and Bobo got up also. As I got dressed, Sophia went into the kitchen and collected my lunch. I didn’t see it coming but Sophia and Bobo walked me to the door, and at the door she told me that she didn’t think it was a good idea for me to stay over anymore. I said okay, I didn’t have anything there to return for . I was about to leave when I looked at Bobo and there was that possum’s grin again. This is when I realize that this was his victory. he had been playing chess while I was playing checkers. I tallied everything up and it seems Bobo was in the lead three to one. But bitch this shit isn’t over, now we’re all playing chess.                                                               �