Expecting a kick I rolled to my right and my hand landed on a softball sized rock. I grabbed it and rolled to my right again and as I did I saw the guy that hit me moving to follow me. I got up on my knees and threw the rock at his head. It hit him right in the middle of his forehead and he dropped like a heart shot elk.
I got up and moved to him and I saw it was the Wesley guy who had been fucking Natasha. I drew my leg back and kicked him square in the nuts as I said:
"Sucker punch me asshole? How do you like this you fucking cunt" and I kicked him again. I kicked him in the stones a third time and was drawing back to give him a couple in the ribs when arms went around me and pulled me back and a voice said:
"Cool it bud. He's down. You don't want to kill him."
It was Phil. He pulled me away from the downed man as he said, "I saw it bud. He came up behind you and hit you. I hurried over to help, but it looks like you don't need any. Except to sit on you of course. Who is he?"
"The guy I caught fucking Natasha."
"Why would he sneak on you because of that?"
"He was Becky's boyfriend and she came after me to get even with him. Must have upset him some."
Wesley was lying on the ground moaning and Phil asked what are you going to do? Leave him lay there?"
I looked around and saw his Mustang and I went over to Wesley and checked his pockets, but he didn't have his keys on him. I figured that they must still be in the car so I told Phil to grab one leg and I grabbed the other and we drug him over to the car. The keys were in the ignition so I got them and opened the trunk. Phil helped me get Wesley in the truck and I closed the deck lid, broke the key off in the lock and then threw the keys as far away as I could.
As we walked away I said, "Thanks Phil. Helping me out is beginning to become a habit for you."
"Yeah and I figure that you owe me and you do honor your debts don't you? I want to know your secret."
"I don't have a secret Phil."
"You've got something. I never see you anymore that you don't have some sexy chick hanging on your arm. Come on man; you owe me."
"Okay, but it isn't a secret. What it is is that I do what you won't."
"What the fuck does that mean?"
"You remember all those locker room conversations about pussy that we had in high school?"
"Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?"
"All the guys, you included, used to say that you would rather jack off than fuck if the price of the pussy was that you had to eat it. That's my secret Phil. I eat pussy. I don't just eat it, but I eat it until the girl gets off. Girls like their cum muffin munched as much as guys like blow jobs and if they find a guy who does it well they will go after him.
"The upside is that girls talk just like the guys do. Guys are always talking about girls that give it up and who are willing to give blow jobs and the girls talk about guys the same way. The word is out that I eat pussy, that I like doing it and that I'm good at it. Girls want to see if that is true. That's the secret Phil; I do what you won't."
He was silent for a moment and then said, "You like it? Christ Bobby, girls pee out of that hole."
I laughed and said, "Listen to yourself Phil. You would beg, borrow or steal to get a girl to suck your cock. Does it kill her to suck on the thing that you pee out of?"
"But they bleed out of it too,"
"But not all the time. You just don't eat it until she is over her period."
"Still man; I just don't think that I could do it."
"You wanted to know what I had going and now you do. Learn to do it and do it well and you will have a lot more success with the girls."
"Oh man; I don't know. I wouldn't know how even if I could make myself try."
"No problem. Just tell Stella to tell you how she likes it done. She will lead you through it. That's how I learned. I got the girl to lead me through it."
"Stella kicked me to the curb a couple of weeks ago."
"Why?"
"Because I wouldn't do for her what she did for me."
"Don't tell me; let me guess. She would blow you, but you wouldn't do her."
He looked away and I asked, "You want her back?"
He was silent for a couple of seconds and then said, "No. I thought we had something, but the cold-assed way she dumped me told me that we didn't have what I thought we did."
"So get yourself another girl. You never seemed to have trouble dating when we were in high school."
"Since Stella dumped me I can't seem to get a date. It's almost like she put out the word that I'm a loser or something so even if I was willing to try and eat pussy I can't find someone to do it with."
I had a thought and was about to say something when Wesley started banging on his deck lid. I thanked Phil again, told him I would talk with him later and we both got in our cars and took off.
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At work Marge told me that she had me scheduled for the office all week.
"Don't wear yourself out in the playroom stud. I plan on being very active with you tonight."
"I won't be there tonight."
"Why not?"
"I'm in no mood to put up with my mother."
"Oh come on stud. I don't know what the problem is, but a good sex session can cure almost anything."
"Maybe, but I still think I'm going to take a pass."
"Then I guess I'll have to get mine here. Give me ten minutes and I'll meet you."
She handed me a list and said, "When you aren't in your playroom you can pull these files for shredding."
I clocked in and headed for the basement. As I passed through the office I said hi to all the girls. It was Tina's first day back from her honeymoon and so I stopped at her desk and asked:
"Have a lot of fun while you were gone?"
She smiled and wiggled her eyebrows and I laughed and headed for the basement. I unlocked the playroom and then got busy pulling the files on Marge's list. Marge came down and we went into the playroom. She took off her panties, leaned over the table and said:
"You know what to do now right?"
I moved in behind her and gave her what she wanted until we both got off and then she sucked me clean, got me hard and we did it again. I got us both off for the second time and she did the clean and get me up number and then had me take her in the butt.
As she was getting ready to go back upstairs I said, "Do me a favor and send Gloria down here for something. Don't tell her that I asked, just send her down for something. I need to talk to her away from the others."
Ten minutes later Gloria came down and opened a file drawer to pull a file and I walked over to her.
"I know that it is short notice, but are you doing anything tonight?"
"No. Why?"