A New Day, A New You part 9 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 9

... look through her directory to find Zach’s number and send him the video before closing the phone. I lead the glowing with ecstasy woman to her bathroom where we clean up a little before settling down on her bed to talk. I discover that she was an orphan, raised by some foster parents in Minnesota and homeschooled. I explain that the books on her shelf, Lajita’s books are all about sex and she looks at me as thought I just made the connection for her. We laugh a little but I’m on alert when I hear the front door of the small apartment get kicked in. “Kayla, you bitch where the fuck are you,” I hear a man yell out through the small apartment. I step out of the bedroom and wait half way down the hall as he comes into view. Caucasian male, early thirties and a five beer minimum belly with early graying hair that is done in the classic ‘I’m balding but hip’ pony tail and at about 5’11” I have no bad feelings about what is going to happen next. “You asshole where is she,” He growls at me and I smile. “Relaxing after a couple orgasms, you need to leave she didn’t invite you and kicking the door in is breaking and entering,” I inform him but he’s mad and not thinking. “She’s my wife you son of a bitch,” He states like I’d care. “Actually she’s your soon to be ex wife and you were cheating on her you erectile dysfunction ass clown. One warning or it’s going to be three hits and a ride in the back of a cop car for you,” I tell him and I’m ready. Yeah he rushes me like he’s going to ...

... running punch me and that’s my opening. I step forward fast and give him a straight shot to the nose stopping all forward momentum; I shift my hands grabbing his striking hand and now possibly broken nose palming his face and drive his head against the corner of the wall at the opening of the hallway. I let him hit the ground and Zach is groaning as I stand over him naked and more than a little disappointed when I hear a gasp behind me. I turn and move to Kayla taking her in my arms to calm her down. “I thought he hurt you,” she says and giggles a little. “Now you know the difference,” I tell her and she looks at me funny,” Real man, fake man.” She laughs a little and at my prompting contacts the police and an ambulance for her soon to be ex-husband. The official statement is an easy one considering the obvious signs of forced entry and the fact that she didn’t invite him there. I actually am not even put in cuffs for a change, a nice change but I almost thought I was going to have to make a call to get out of the situation. The officers tell me that it was good I showed restraint, I almost laugh, as I subdued him with no major injury. I hear about his broken nose and concussion before everyone leaves and I make a call to Jun to get someone over fast to repair Kayla’s door since she has to leave for work in a few hours. We dressed a long time ago but I did almost feel like giving my statement while wearing a towel, kind of a dominance thing. Kayla explains how them met through a ...