This Story is the third segment in the "Qualification Day" series. When it started, doing more than one part wasn't even an afterthought. Thanks to the kind words of encouragement from some of the readers, I continued the saga. This story isn't a "Stand Alone" work. Please read the first two parts for context. Thanks again to everyone for the encouragement.
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It was almost eight when Tom and Amy pulled up to the Kennels. Tom had called ahead, and the owner had Butch, Tom's five-year-old Brindle Boxer on his leash and was waiting in the parking lot. As usual, Butch lost his mind when he saw Tom pull up.
"Hey Butchy Boy... Did you miss daddy? Oh... Daddy missed you."
Tom hugged Butch and Butch licked his face. It was obvious that Tom and Butch were close. It warmed Amy's heart.
"Butch, this is Amy." Said Tom, taking Butch over to Amy.
Amy put her hand out and Butch sniffed it. Butch looked back and up as if looking for Tom's approval.
"It's okay, go say hi." Said Tom.
And that was that. Butch was all over Amy who was loving Butch up. Tom handed Amy the leash, and they walked over to Amy's Rav-4. It was only when they put Butch in the back seat that Tom noticed Amy's tears.
"Tears of Joy?" Asked Tom cautiously.
"Oh yes. I have always been afraid of dogs, but I have always wanted to have a dog in my life. The way Butch loved on you, then accepted me just made me emotional. Today has been really emotional overall. Tom hopped in the passenger's seat, and they returned to Tom's house.
Tom's house was in Santee, a city that bordered El Cajon and was only about ten minutes from Amy's apartment. Tom cleaned up the kitchen from the takeout dinner they had ordered on the way home. Dinner was good, and Amy let Butch back in the house. He was enthusiastic about Amy and it thrilled her.
Tom and Amy sat on Tom's black leather couch and Butch put his head in Amy's lap.
"This is very nice Tom. I'm happy to be involved with you, but Butch is just the extra perk."
"We make quite the threesome." Said Tom.
Amy stopped and just looked at Tom. Did he really just say threesome? Well, I guess we aren't exactly a couple right now. Amy cracked up laughing.
"Threesome get ya?" Asked Tom.
"Yeah, it threw me for a second. I never saw it coming. But it works. We definitely aren't a couple, not right now."
Butch was secured in his crate in the laundry room, which was his nightly routine. Butch was comfortable with the arrangement, as Tom had trained him that way from the first day he brought Butch home.
Tom and Amy were getting ready for bed, brushing their teeth at the twin sinks in the master bathroom.
"I have never used these sinks like they were designed. It's about time."
Amy grabbed Tom's hands and stopped him, looking into his eyes.
"Tom, I'm too sore for sex tonight. I hope you understand."
"I do, I'm glad you told me."
"Tom, I want to do something special for you tonight. Are you too sore?"
"What did you want to do Amy?"
"I want to do to you what you did to me this afternoon."
"You don't owe me that Amy." Tom said reassuringly.
"I know Tom. I just really want to. You were so loving to me today; I want to show you that kind of love in return."
Tom leaned in and kissed Amy tenderly. He could smell the garlic on her breath from the Italian food they had eaten for dinner. He was sure he had garlic breath too. He wasn't complaining if she wasn't.
Amy stopped Tom, turned him and dropped to her knees in front of him, pulling down his boxer briefs on the way down. Tom stepped out of them. He was already beginning to get hard.
Amy began stroking him and put the head of his cock in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head and gave a quick suck on just the head. Tom inhaled sharply.
Amy gently guided Tom to a lying position and crawled between his legs. What followed was a slow sensuous blow job that had Tom putting his head back and groaning in pleasure. Amy took her time learning what he liked and then giving him pleasure. Amy felt secure and content.
Tom hadn't thought this through, but Amy had. Tom was getting close, when he realized they hadn't discussed handling his semen. Tom gently lifted Amy's head up.
"You okay with this?"
Amy didn't reply but went back to work on him. Tom had his answer, and laid his head back, closed his eyes and enjoyed Amy's loving gesture. Tom started to give Amy a warning but only got "Cum" out before he exploded.
Amy knew it was coming. She wasn't experienced, but she knew. She was in sync with Tom. She felt his balls tighten and he erupted. The taste was foreign to her, but she swallowed several times. He hadn't produced a lot since he had released several times in the last day.
When he was sucked dry, Amy straddled his right leg and put her head on his chest. She was asleep within minutes. Tom followed soon after.
Tom was up at 5:30. The return to his house and his bed had reset his body clock.
Butch had whimpered. It was barely audible, and it had been his foolproof alarm clock for the entire time he and Butch had been roommates. Tom rose gently and started his day.
Butch was out the door the moment Tom opened it. Tom started the coffee and headed into the shower. He was standing under the hot water letting his mind drift. His life had changed so much in a couple of days. Amy was wonderful, the sex was fantastic, but her personality. She had this way of calming him.
Tom looked up when he felt Amy's arms around him. Tom could get used to not showering by himself. Amy's touch was so soothing.
"Good morning handsome." Amy whispered in his ear.
Tom instantly got hard.
"Oh my, I didn't mean to do that... But I'm not unhappy to see your enthusiasm."
"Mind of its own." Whispered Tom.
Amy soaped up her hands and began washing Tom's body. When she got to Tom's cock, she paid extra attention. She began slowly pumping it up and down.
"Are you still sore Amy?" Asked Tom, gently.
