"You fucking asshole!" I yelled out the car window at some piece of shit that almost side swiped me. "Learn how to drive!"
The blue BMW had to fade back in traffic a bit after that incident. "Good, drive like that and you deserve to be in the back." I thought.
A few blocks later I pulled up to a red light. Seconds later I look over at the car that had arrived right after me and it was the same BMW. The windows were tinted dark and the passenger's side began to descend into the door cavity.
"Would you like to pull over and say something to me face to face?" The rather large muscular man wearing a suit in the sports car asked. "I haven't beat anyone's ass in a few weeks."
And there it was. That fight or flight feeling of adrenaline rushing through your body. Some guys get that courage to battle, their muscles get a pump, and they accept the confrontation. Not me. My penis retracted inside my body, my scrotum tightened up, and my face turned flush. "Sorry about before sir. I don't want to fight." I said meekly hoping the man would just leave me alone.
I'm your basic mid 40's married guy with a somewhat slim build. I'm 5'9" and although I'm not skinny, I don't have any muscle at all. I have low testosterone and have all my life. This made me slow to grow much body hair, I don't have much aggression, and I believe it stunted the growth of my 4" penis (that's fully erect).
With such a small dick and basic body, you're probably wondering how I landed a wife. I fit in around women and I have a substantial bank account. Having low testosterone, I've always been somewhat emotional (woman I dated seemed to like that to an extent) and like to do things that women like (shopping and chick flicks). Being a lawyer, I make a good salary but that pales in comparison to the large home that was paid off, $250,000 cash, and a decent stock portfolio I inherited from my parents when they passed.
Luckily the scary guy rolled his window up and drove on when he light turned green. I heard him muttering as the window ascended something about me being a pussy. Oh well, on to the interview at a new law firm.
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About 20 minutes later I pull up to Kane, Howes, and Turner Law. I worked for a smaller corporate law firm since passing the bar and decided to try my hand at working with the big boys. I am rather good at my job if I do say so myself.
"I'm here for a 9:30 interview." I told the gorgeous young receptionist. She must have had DD tits and they were straining to pop out of her tight button up blouse.
"Have a seat. They'll be out to get you shortly." She said in a southern accent. Must not be from around her.
A few minutes later the large oak door behind the receptionist opened and a gentleman looks at me. "Wayne?"
"Yes sir. Wayne Maxwell sir." I answered.
"Come on back." He said.
I got up and followed him through the door and down a hall lined with offices on either side. "I'm John Kane, one of the senior partners. Your resume is impressive." He told me.
"Thank you, Mr. Kane. I hope to be useful here in the near." I admit that I puffed my chest out a little feeling good about myself.
We rounded a corner and entered the first conference room. "This is Wayne Maxwell." Mr. Kane told the 2 gentlemen already seated at the long table. One facing us and one facing away.
"Pleasure to meet you both." I said walking forward and reaching my hand out to shake.
The closer chair spun around and seated there was the large suited gentlemen that drove the BMW. My jaw dropped, my balls tightened again, and my penis shrank up. I didn't know what to say or do.
"Nice to meet you as well." The muscular man said standing up. "I'm Tim Howes. Have we met before?" His 6'3" large frame almost cast a shadow over me.
"I don't think so sir. You don't look familiar." I squeaked out knowing full well where we saw one another.
After greeting and shaking hands with Jack Turner I sat in the seat that appeared to be separate and placed so that I could easily be questioned by all three gentlemen.
Surprisingly the interview went great. My heart rate got back to normal, my penis left my stomach, and I showed them that I'm very capable of being an asset to the firm. They even presented me with an offer. A very substantial raise from my current position.
"I'd love to be a part of the firm gentlemen." I affirmed although still wondering if Tim Howes would ever realize who I was. I've already left my other firm so I can start as soon as you'd like."
"Great. If you would like to sign the contract today, we can have you start next Monday." Mr. Kane said.
"Sounds perfect." I leaned forward and scanned the desk for a pen.