By kneemynuts
**This is a work of fiction. If I duplicated any real names or events...I swear it's an accident!**
Derek had just been dumped by his long-time girlfriend, and he was crushed. He wasn’t acting like the happy-go-lucky guy that drew people to him. It had been two weeks and he was still brooding.
His coworkers, mostly females, were concerned about him so some of them dragged him out to a bar one night right after work. Maria, Christy, Anne, and Robin sat at a table with Derek, hoping to draw him out of his funk and back to himself.
Since they came right from work, they were all in business casual, more or less. Derek wore loose-fitting clothes, a simple collared shirt and slacks to hide to tall, lanky form. The women looked much better: Maria, a
After a few rounds and more than a few failed attempts at getting Derek to talk, Maria decided to up the ante a bit. She asked “Did you hear that story about that guy on the 2nd floor whose wife Krazy Glued his package to his body?” Derek looked up, a little startled; that got his attention.
Anne knew the story was nonsense, but realizing they had Derek’s attention quickly added “Yeah, he was cheating on her. So she got even.”
Robin added casually, “I would have just castrated him.”
Derek’s expression changed from being slightly startled to terrified. He said “Oh my God, are you guys serious?? I mean, he started it by cheating but…oh my god!” He shook his head while his friends laughed at his discomfort.
Christy said “Well, okay, I wouldn’t castrate him or glue him…I would just beat it.” She blushed a little when Derek stared at her, his mouth hanging open.
Maria said in a somewhat slurred voice “Yeah, then you could keep hurting him whenever you want.”
Derek let his gaze go to and from each of his coworkers, feigning shock. It was a very erotic desire of his; his ex busted him regularly and he was a member of many BB sites. And his coworkers were hot! He’d almost try anything to get them to bust him. Almost.
Just when he was about to change the subject, Anne, who was sitting next to him, stood up to go to the bathroom when she looked down and saw Derek’s growing erection through his pants. She gasped but the other girls were so happy watching Derek squirm that they didn’t seem to notice. She bent down and whispered in his ear “Meet me outside in 5 minutes.” He just nodded his head, not knowing what his friend was up to.
After a few more minutes of listening to the ladies’ CBT ideas, Derek decided it was time to see what Anne had in mind. He walked outside, and when she saw him she smiled sweetly. Anne then took his hand gently and led him a few feet away down a dark alley. She said, “I saw your pants. You liked what we were talking about.” She sauntered right up to him, getting so close their bodies touched. She wrapped her hands loosely around his neck and Derek didn’t back away from her; he thought she was hot, and he was a little drunk. She whispered in his ear, “I know you like it; I saw your name on the BB forum.” Derek started to explain when he was interrupted.
He said, “But how did- Ooomph!” Before he could finish his question, Anne pulled her hands tighter around his neck and kneed Derek hard in the balls.
She giggled and answered his unasked question “C’mon! BigTex?” She kneed him again, harder. “From
Anne knew he wasn’t going anywhere, too. She started to hit number on her cell phone and she put it to her ear, covering her other ear with her hand. Derek could hear what Anne was saying, but he had to strain. He heard “…He’s down now…yeah, you can come out now… (laughs) yeah, it’s gonna be a lot of fun.” She turned back to Derek, who was still on the ground, holding his aching nuts.
She smiled sympathetically at him, walked over to him, and put her hand on his cheek. She said to him “Come on, sweetheart! Now that that bitch is gone, we can give you more of what you need.” With that last part, she gently smacked his hands, which were covering his balls. “It may be a long night for you…but hopefully, it’s very good…”
To be continued…?
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