My chivalry rewarded by Blowjob

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I don’t know what came over me. I was walking down the street and suddenly some girl about fifty feet behind me started screaming,

“He pinched my butt! Get him! That guy walked by and pinched my butt!”

I turned around to see what it was about, and she was pointing at a skeevy looking guy, and suddenly I was dashing over and took him down in a flying tackle on the grass in front of an office building. This was so unlike me. When I think back, it must have been that the girl was so pretty that a subconscious button had been pushed and I thought, “Here’s my chance to be a knight in shining armor for a real beauty.”

Ordinarily, I’m actually no hero, and no super-stud who usually gets this quality of chick. It was a crazy adrenaline I’d never known before that propelled me to the deed. Unfortunately, the guy was really strong and his adrenaline to flee superseded mine to apprehend.

He hit me so hard in the ribs that I crumpled and he fled and got away. Her name was Andrea. I almost threw up I was so hurt, lying on the grass panting when the girl reached me. I felt both like a failure and a fool because up close, I realized how desperate the guy looked, and that I had taken an awfully big chance just to act like the kind of tough guy I really wasn’t.

The girl seemed unnerved. I think the idea that I might have been badly hurt suddenly paled in comparison to her being pinched.

“Oh my god—but thank you for trying,” She said, helping me up.

“Are you okay?” I said breathlessly, as he just knocked the wind out of me.

She told me to come up to her office where she had a couch I could lay down on for awhile and rest. She introduced herself as Andrea and informed me that she worked in a marketing firm as an executive. She closed the door to her office once we were inside and nobody could see in through the frosted glass. Being fussed over by a young woman who looked this good was better than any salve would have been.

“That happened to me once before on the street and nobody did anything,” she said. “I think I was still angry from the last time, and that’s why I started screaming.”

“At least we’re both okay, I think.”

She sat down next to me. Although she had on conservative business clothes, I could tell she had a great body, and her face...well, I’m a face man and I was hooked.
She put her hand on my trouser knee and squeezed. “Do you always come to the aid of women in distress?”

“That was my virgin experience along those lines,” I said.

She laughed and moved her face closer to mine, trailing her hand up to my groin until my cock stirred and started to slowly throb in my pants.

“You simply inspired me to act.” I said.

“Well,” She said, taking my hand and moving it around her waist, “You can pinch my ass. And more.”

We kissed deeply. She got up and locked her office door. “I don’t know what’s come over me. But I feel I have to fuck you. And you have to fuck me.”

“The way my side aches, it’ll be better if you do the fucking,” I quipped, watching her come back again—gorgeous face and all—stripping thoroughly. She twirled around and showed me her ass, now naked. I have to say it was quite perfect. Naked, she kneeled in front of me and said,

“You might have been killed,” and then she took off all my clothes, too. She looked at my bruise, and kissed it tenderly on her way to my cock, which by now was standing up like a scepter. I did feel a bit like a king at that moment. Watching her movie star face take my meat into her her lips was almost more than I could handle. With every suck I felt the painful twitch of my bruise, but I manned up because this was one reward I was going to enjoy fully. This was certainly my lucky day. I put my hands on her fluffy hair while she blew me in tribute to my probably-insane bravery.

“Don’t worry if you cum fast the first time,” she said, “I would never hurry a man as daring as you.” It didn’t matter that it sounded to my ears like she was talking about somebody I didn’t know. I shot a huge load in her mouth, and I wouldn’t be surprised if the other people in her office heard my every last grunt through the frosted glass
of her office.

Happy to say, it took about five more hours for her to fully pay tribute to my courage. And we still get together for occasional reunions of damsel in distress and a knight in shining armor.
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