A New Day, A New You part 8 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 8

Guy: One week after Valentine’s Day What scheme do I have to get Stuart face to face with Chez, I don’t. Not because I don’t want to or even because I can’t mind you. It’s because it won’t help. I’ve explained to every one of my friends and wives at least twice why but not one of them is getting it. Now I’m in my gym lifting weights with Desmond when he decides to break the quiet. “Guy are you really sure,” He asks and I keep lifting. “Yep, sets of ten, ten sets total make one hundred reps,” I tell him avoiding the obvious topic. “You know I’m asking about Stuart and this punk in Cali,” the giant counters and I shrug,” you could have let me just even the score and then they could duke it out fairly.” “That’s not the point. He needs to show initiative and that means hunting down this shit head and kicking his ass,” I explain but Desmond isn’t listening. “Boss he was at least fifteen on one when Jun found that video the dumbass’s friends posted and they pissed on him while he was unconscious. Now I know you kept things from him but if you’re the man in charge. You should get in there and help push him to get this fucker,” Desmond says a little more desperate than I’ve heard from him in a while. “He needs, NEEDS to take the initiative on his own. He needs to learn to make his own plans and put them into effect on his own and he needs to be able to use his own people and besides I have the situation monitored for fallout,” I explain and see my heavy start to talk and drop the ...

... weights in my hands and bark at him,” Enough Des, I’ve heard it from everyone and I’m done listening. Let it go.” Desmond does but also leaves not a minute later, saying he’ll catch up with me when he’s back home. I know I shouldn’t snap at him but everyone has been on my ass about not letting Stuart learn on his own. I think everything is going to be alright for the rest of the day and at dinner I can tell my wives want to bring it up. It’s Katy who decides to start in. “So have you spoken to Stuart about how he’s handling this situation,” Katy asks and I nod,” You could head down there and lend a hand.” “No he needs to do this for himself,” I state taking a spoonful of chowder. “Honey he’s less than a year out of training and he’s still working out who he is,” Katy tries to state and I cut her off. “Yes, he needs to figure out who he is now. Not who he is with us, we can’t always be there to help him with things and he needs to learn to problem solve on his own,” I tell her trying to remain calm but I’m tired of the questioning. “Daddy did something happen to Stuart,” Christy asks me looking up from her attempts to feed her new puppy Wiggles without me knowing. “Stuart is fine baby, he’s working on something down in California,” I tell her before looking up from my plate,” And Wiggles could get sick from eating people food honey.” She stops but I can tell the rest of the wives want me to do something about Stuart and the silent questions are frustrating. Dinner finished I help ...