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Nicole and Her Busnessman, Part 2

Date: 10/25/2017, Categories: Love Stories, Author: jaycox, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

clear. I was at his door and about to knock when at the next room the door opened wide and the fat, rude cigar-man lurched out. He was drunk. I froze; he was looking the other way heading toward the elevator. Oh God, no don't let him see me. I raised my hand and I hear, "Hey, girlie, you wid' da' nipples I like. Come over here..." he slurs out. Jesus God, help me! I'm frozen with fear. He lurches toward me surprisingly fast for a fat man. I don't know why but I tried to get around him and back to the stairway. He grabs my arm now, pins me to the opposite wall and presses one hand around my throat. The other hand rips the top of my dress down, and my tits fall out lewdly right in front of his face. I can't breathe. I try to bite him, but his grip is like a steel trap. I smelled his foul breath as he leaned to kiss me. Then I do the only thing I remember from the women's self-defense class. I slump slightly, and he tips with me. Then I spring up sharply off my right leg and plant my left knee between his legs crunching his cock and balls. He bellowed a scream, bent over he fell backward and was stopped by the wall right next to Wilson's room. I rushed to the door and bang on it with my fists and scream, "Help...God help me!" The fat man grabs my left ankle and jerks me down awkwardly on the floor. The door opens, and Wilson runs out clad in his bathrobe. "What the fucking hell is going on? Oh shit, Nikki, Nikki are you okay?" At the same time, he sees the fat prick's hand on ... my ankle and promptly kicks him hard in the side with his bare foot. The fat man isn't even fazed and grabs at Wilson but is too slow. Wilson drops lower and leans forward thrusting his knee into the man's head, snapping it back against the wall. The guy slumps to the floor. "Get in the room!" he shouts. I stumbled up and forward inside the door of the room. "Nikki, call 911 and get the cops here fast. Assault with intent.." Wilson turns to my attacker and says, "Stay down, motherfucker, if you want to keep your teeth. You vicious bastard, assaulting a woman. That's a felony in this state with a mandatory 5 year, no parole sentence. You're busted, fucker." People are congregating in the hall now and I am terrified. I will get fired! Mrs. Sinderman will know all about his. Oh God, now what? All I wanted was to be loved by my man. Now he'll probably be scared off too, not wanting to be caught up in a brawl in a hotel and all the publicity. Two policemen came down the hall. I could hear them clearing people back. "Officer, this man attacked my fiancee in the hallway. When I came out of our room, he had torn her dress open, had knocked her down on the floor, and was trying to crawl on top of her. I want him arrested, now!” "Hold on sir. What's his side of the story." I screamed from inside the room. "His side? His side of what? The bastard was groping my bare breasts and was humping my leg before he knocked me down! What the hell do you think my story is?" I started to cry loudly ...