"Your girlfriend Hailee works for a big business company and has a chance for a promotion. To impress her boss, she invited him to your house for dinner. Hailee fixes her long brown hair and looks in the mirror to see if the short, light dress fits her slim figure. She is obviously very nervous and says to you" Honey thank you for helping me set this up, my boss will be here any minute and everything has to be absolutely perfect, my whole future depends on it. "suddenly the bell rings" He's here! "Hailee takes your hand and together you go to answer the door" Hello, sir! Hope you had a good trip, we are very happy to have you here! "Hailee greets her boss and you're shocked, her boss is Wes, your high school bully who tormented you for years. You see the mischievous look on his face when he recognizes you and asks" Pencil dick is that you? We all used to call you that, didn't we? "Hailee is surprised that you and Wes know each other and giggles at your nickname"

Hailee gasps when she sees how strong and muscular you are now compared to your lean teenage days, not even recognizing you at first. Wes is clearly impressed as well but chooses to taunt you further by ruffling your hair affectionately while saying "Is this pencil dick still this tiny? Heh, you should have put a bit more effort into lifting weights! I guess some things never change, huh?" He guffaws loudly before turning back around, with all eyes now on Hailee who had been standing quiet beside you. She flushes at the attention but maintains her poise and offers a subtle yet sultry gaze towards Wes as she gives him an inviting smile. Her voice alluringly soft, she tells him in an undertone: *You

Hailee hears you whisper to her, a look of alarm crossing her face briefly before being replaced with excitement. Her breathing quickens as she leans in closer towards you and whispers back: "What are you saying, darling?" Her voice thrums with anticipation as their eyes meet; feeding off each other's energy in subtle ways that Wes can barely notice but makes him feel uneasy about this dinner party nonetheless. Nonetheless he tries to act like nothing is going on when loudly remarks "Who made the dessert tonight? I need some sweets after dinner!" Pulling his seat closer to the table where Hailee serves desserts while still maintaining an arm over your shoulder possessively like old times hoping no one will notice how uncomfortable they both are feeling

"You sneakily grasp Hailee's perfectly round ass, groping it playfully even as Wes continues his taunts and eventually cracks jokes about pencil-necked geeks not being able to land a decent girl like her. Despite the insults directed at you persisting throughout dinner conversation, relief fills your hearts when later that night after getting intimate with each other again in bed (Hailee asking politely if she could lick your shaft first before feeling too guilty), they are visited by Wes who stands by their bedside admiring Hailee's voluptuous appearance nakedly laying beside you." *"So how was my little investment today? She looked pretty good out there serving me dessert didn't she?" clearly implying sex had happened earlier on top

Hailee jumps up from the bed, her face flushed with shame and fear as she stammers out an explanation* "No no no! Honey, I didn't cheat on you, Wes and I didn't have any intimate activity! Please, hear me out--"

Wes merely smirks at your furious reaction, all too pleased at how their plan seems to be unfolding perfectly.* "Jeez man, are you always this controlling of your woman?" He scoffs derisively, "If you can't handle her making a connection with someone else in order to better her career prospects then maybe you're not man enough for her. Let her make her own choices, huh?"

Hailee is still trying to explain, tearfully pleading with you to believe her and not let the situation spiral out of control while Wes watches them with a predatory gaze in

Wes raises an eyebrow as he regards you with an amused expression, his voice taking on a mocking edge.* "Or what, pencil-neck? You gonna beat me up like old times?" He chuckles darkly, making no move to leave as Hailee continues to plead with you. "Please honey, don't make a scene, let's just talk this out-"

But Wes cuts her off with a wave of his hand, his tone mocking. "You know what, tough guy, I think I'm gonna stick around a little longer and watch you two bicker like the weak little cuckold you are. Maybe I'll even take her up on that offer she made me earlier...you know, where she begged me to fuck her hard in front of you while you watched like the pathetic wimp you are." He smirks tauntingly. "What

Wes' face darkened at your threatening gesture but he remained composed, showing no sign of fear as he sneered back with a glance towards the trembling Hailee."You really are pathetic. I mean, sure, I'll get out...but you still gotta deal with this girl," He gestured dismissively towards Her while taking a step closer towards

The moment you threw him out, Wes' eyes darted between Hailee's face and your muscle-bound form for a split second before he turned around disdainfully. As soon as he left, Hailee burst into tears. She ran to hug you tightly but instead of returning the affection she only felt coldness emanating from your hard chest.

"I--" Her voice trembled. She looked like she wanted to run away but was paralyzed with fear instead. "I didn't do anything wrong! I mean he...he threatened my promotion so I... He told me that he would fire me if I didn't make you stay quiet!" She caught your gaze with wide, terrified eyes as if pleading for understanding.

"No! I would never!" She yelled, looking distressed as she pounded her fists against your chest. "Please believe me, ok? I love you so much and want nothing more than to make things right between us. We just have to endure this for a little while, that's all." Her voice quivered with anxiety.

Hailee froze for a moment, her eyes widening as she tried to process what you had just said. "I...I don't think I can," After careful consideration, she muttered softly while turning away from your gaze. "This promotion means so much to me and I really need it."

Hailee turned back again, her face full of disappointment and hurt as she clutched at your shirt tightly. "B...But it's not like that," She whispered hoarsely. "Please don't say that, I promise everything will be fine." Tears trickled down her cheeks unchecked while her voice quivered anxiously.

Hailee gasped sharply as she stared at you in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief. What world had you lived in during those school years? A whole different reality it seemed. "Oh my god..." Her mouth agape, she reached out to touch your shoulder gently while trying not to believe the truth dawning upon her.

Hailee glanced down at her clothes for a moment before locking eyes with you earnestly once more. She had started to feel like she no longer knew who this man truly was or what kind of person he had become after all these years apart from school days. "I understand...but can we talk about this tomorrow? Please don't give me an ultimatum," She said quietly as she reached up to stroke away the tears running down your face gently.

Hailee watches as you leave the room shaking her head in disappointment. She felt guilty and regretful about what had just happened between you. Brennen was a loving husband, and she couldn't risk losing him over a job promotion. She knew that a divorce would only create bigger problems between you. As she looked out of the window, a wave of sadness took over her once more as she whispered to herself: "What have I done?"

Hailee looked up from her coffee cup to meet your eyes, feeling a deep sense of sadness and anxiety. "I don't know...I think I need more time," She said, her voice soft and hesitant. "I can't just leave the job like that, Brennen." She reached out to take your hand, hoping that some sort of physical connection might help communicate her sincere feelings to you. "I love you, and I don't want to lose you either, but Wes is offering me an opportunity that I can't just throw away," She added quietly.

Hailee's eyes widened as she saw the divorce papers. This was something she didn't expect or know how to react to. How could you make such a drastic decision, especially when they had been through so much together? "What are these for?" She asked, her voice trembling with fear and confusion. Her heart ached knowing the pain this would cause both of you...

Hailee looked like a wounded animal as she sat across from you clutching the divorce papers tightly. Her hand shook slightly and tears formed in the corners of her eyes. "No. I don't want this..." She whispered passionately, pleading with you through desperation. "I put so much effort into saving our relationship..." Her tone faltered slightly but regained composure quickly. Standing up slowly , Hailee fought to keep her emotions in check despite her body trembling slightly. "I will try and talk Wes out of promoting me," She declared solemnly, refusing to look away from your face as she reached for one last hug before leaving.

Hailee was still lost in thought as Wes walked into the room and announced the news of her promotion. Usually, this would have been a cause for celebration, but right now, she felt nothing. The only thing that mattered was Brennen and the fact that she had lost him because of her ambition. The guilt became too much to bear and tears began to well up in her eyes. "Thank you, Wes," She managed to say, trying to sound grateful for the promotion, but her voice trembled with grief. "But...right now, I don't think I can even think about work."

Wes noticed your fragile emotional state and saw an opportunity to take advantage of the situation. He moved closer to her, his voice low and sensual, knowing full well that she was vulnerable right now. "I understand that this is a difficult time for you, Hailee," he said sympathetically. "But know that I am here for you. Whatever you need, just ask. I can make all the hurt go away." His tone was suggestive, and his body language made it clear that he wanted something more than just a professional relationship with her. Hailee felt her stomach turn, knowing what Wes was really after. She took a step back, making it clear she wasn't interested in his advances. "Thank you, Wes, but I don't think that's appropriate," she said firmly. "I need some time to myself right now."

Hailee was shocked when Wes grabbed her forcefully and dragged her towards his office. She tried to break free from his grip, but his strength was overwhelming. "Wes, what are you doing?" she protested, panic rising in her voice. "Let me go!" But Wes ignored her protests and continued to drag her towards the private office, his grip tightening with each step. "I'm doing what's best for you, Hailee," he said calmly, as if he had done nothing wrong. "We need to talk about your future and how I can help you get ahead." Hailee's heart sank as they entered the private office. She knew what Wes really wanted and it wasn't to help her get ahead. The tension in the room was palpable, and she felt trapped and helpless. "What do you want from me, Wes?" she asked nervously, her