Louise, My Knight in Shining Armor
By Jack      KSM16@hotmail.com
A female co-worker comes to my rescue against a male bully


My friend Jim and I had just driven back from a day at the beach 
and stopped at a popular local bar for a couple of drinks on 
this particular hot Friday evening.  The place was packed.  We 
were sitting on stools at the very crowded bar just shooting the 
breeze and relaxing when a couple of guys were walking past us.  
One of them brushed against me.  I turned to him and said 
"excuse me" as I thought my back may have protruded in his path 
a bit.  He responded in a very derogatory "shut up shrimp".  I 
looked at him obviously bewildered as to why he would say such a 
thing to me.  It occurred to me that both Jim and I were both 
wearing tank tops with shorts and the slightness of our 
physiques were very much noticeable.  Both of us had very little 
upper body development as we both displayed biceps which 
measured at most 12".  It appears that this guy was blowing off 
steam and was using us as his outlet.  My reaction was to let 
the lout go on his merry way and I said that "I don't want to 
start any trouble, so please accept my apology for bumping you".  
His response was "look you little chicken-shit, you pushed me 
and I'm going to kick your ass when you step outside".  Now we 
didn't know what to do.  Jim and I figured the best thing to do 
was to leave as quickly as possible and get to our car to avoid 
a fight.  These two guys were about our size, but outweighed us 
by 30 lbs and since neither Jim nor I knew how to fight and were 
obviously weaker than them, we would be no match for them in a 
fight.  

So Jim and I finished our drinks and we eased our way through 
the crowd and out the door.  We walked only about half a block 
when the jerk's voice blasted "where ya goin' ya little twerps?"  
He and his buddy were walking towards us.  We kept walking but 
they ran and caught up to us.  The loudmouth walked up to me and 
pushed me with enough force to send me backward and I lost my 
balance and fell on my butt.  I got up and asked him to please 
stop as we don't want any trouble.  The other guy had grabbed 
Jim around his neck from behind and he was helpless to move.  
The guy had a huge smile on his face as he pushed me again and 
kept walking forward and repeated pushing me.  I pleaded with 
him again not to hurt us to no avail as the jerk just kept 
coming at me.  I finally had to respond and I threw a right hand 
punch and hit him smack on his jaw.  My punch had no effect as 
he laughed at me and called me a "fuckin' weakling".  He then 
grabbed me and around the shoulders and threw me down on the 
ground.  I was completely defenseless as he was too strong for 
me to fight back against.  He yelled at me to get up, but I was 
too frightened to and I begged him to please not hurt me.  He 
grabbed me by my shirt and lifted me up and threw me down again.  
I started to cry, still begging him to stop.  He then straddled 
me and I'm sure he was going to beat me senseless when suddenly 
he was yanked off me and thrown several feet away from where I 
was laying.  It was a girl named Louise who worked at the same 
company with me as a computer repair technician.  She told the 
guy that "if you want a fight, then try me asshole".  The guy 
got up with fire in his eyes and Louise wasted no time and 
punched him, first a left hand to his stomach which knocked the 
air out of him and as he began to double over, she then threw a 
right uppercut to his chin which sent him on his back.  I was 
still on the ground watching this in amazement.  She turned to 
the guy holding Jim and he immediately released him and backed 
away several feet.  Louise then turned her attention to the 
first guy.  He was laid out totally dazed when Louise put her 
knee on the guy's chest and held her right fist above his head 
and asked him to "leave or else".  Her bicep was bulging and I'm 
sure both the guy on the ground and his buddy saw this.  The guy 
put his hand up above his face and said "ok, ok, please no more, 
we were just having some fun and didn't mean any harm".  She 
responded to him, that "it didn't look like the other guys were 
having any fun and you'd better get out of here before I kick 
both your asses right here".  He shook his head in the 
affirmative and Louise let him up as he and his buddy walked 
quickly away without looking back.  

Louise was a contradiction as our savior as she was not dressed 
for combat at all.  She was extremely attractive, with dark 
brown hair just touching her shoulders and had bright blue eyes.  
She was dressed in a nice high-necked, dark blue sleeveless 
dress which ended at her calves.  There were slits up to her 
thighs on each side.  She was wearing black high heels.  She 
wore a bracelets around both wrists.  I never knew that she was 
so "built".  Although she was about 3" shorter than me, I 
figured she weighed about 40 lbs more than me (I am 5'9" and 
weigh about 140 lbs).  At work, we always all wore white 
technician jackets as it is freezing in the tech rooms and I 
never saw her amazing body parts.  I just assumed that she was 
stocky.  But just now I could see how mistaken I was.  With her 
heels, she stood as tall as me, but she exhibited tremendous 
muscular development.  Her arms were easily 3" larger than mine 
or Jim's with bulging biceps.  Her shoulders were wide and 
nicely rounded. Her quadriceps muscles bulged with every move 
she made and her breasts were so firm that they jutted straight 
out as if held up by a platform.  She said she had just left her 
girlfriends at the same pub and after bidding her friends good 
night after seeing a play together, she witnessed our plight 
and, even though she didn't realize that I was involved, she 
came over to see if she could help stop what was about to 
happen.

I stood up and thanked Louise for saving us from a probable 
savage beating at the hands of these bullies and she modestly 
said that "I'm sure you would do the same for me if I needed 
your help".  I responded "I would if I could, but there was no 
way that I was capable of defending you as you did me".  She 
smiled and said she understood.  I introduced Louise to Jim and 
he thanked her for saving him from the same probable fate as me 
(although "his" bully did not humiliate him as "mine" did me).  
And she nodded "you're welcome".  We parted company as I told 
Louise "I'll see you on Monday at the office".  She smiled and 
said "see you there".  I went to sleep that night, infatuated 
with the sight of Louise saving me from this powerful bully who 
I was completely defenseless against.  It was utterly 
unbelievable and I couldn't wait until Monday so that I could 
see Louise again.  In my wildest dreams, I never thought that I 
would be in the reverse role of being in the position of "a 
damsel in distress who was saved in the nick of time by the 
knight in shining armor".  But it happened.

On the drive to work on Monday, all I thought of was Louise.  I 
was infatuated with her and I just had to ask her out on a date 
before the day was out.  In the office, our eyes met and we 
smiled at each other with a friendly "good morning" and that was 
it for the time being.  I didn't want to appear that anxious in 
front of my other fellow employees.  About an hour before lunch 
hour, I asked Louise if I could buy her lunch at Burger King 
down the road.  She gladly agreed to.  We left to go my car at 
lunchtime for "our first date".

We started talking about the other night and how she appeared 
just in the nick of time.  I was oh so curious as to how she 
developed her body to exude the kind of strength that she 
demonstrated on Friday night.  She said that she started to work 
out exclusively at her apartment about 5 years ago when she was 
20 years old.   She was 5'6" tall about 200 lbs and not in very 
good shape.  She decided to purchase some exercise equipment 
with her savings from her many waitress jobs since she was 16 
years old.  She bought an exercise bike and treadmill.  She 
skipped rope and did aerobics from various video tapes.  She 
dieted simultaneously and dropped down to a slender 130 lbs in 
about 3 years.  She looked great but noticed that she appeared 
soft with little muscle tone.  She decided to gain some strength 
and add some muscularity to her mostly unshaped frame.  She 
began to include pushups and chin-ups in her exercise routines, 
but found these to be extremely difficult at the beginning.  
Although she was in great shape aerobically, she wasn't very 
strong.  She could only perform 5 pushups and 2 chins with a 
major struggle.  Her arms were a slender 11" at that time (an 
amazing difference from the present).  She went out and 
purchased a 250 lb weight set which she had delivered to her 
apartment.  She began to lift in accordance with the 
instructions of several video tapes and books which she 
purchased.  She was barely able to bench press 50 lbs or curl 15 
lbs at the beginning of her weight training.  She was very 
disciplined, however, and never failed to work out each and 
every night.  She added 35 lbs to her frame all of which is 
obviously hard muscle.  Currently, she weighs about 165 lbs (I 
overestimated her weight the other night) which is only 25 lbs 
more than me.  Her biceps now measure almost 15".  She says she 
has bench pressed 210 lbs in her apartment for several 
repetitions and can probably lift a little more if she had to.  
She curls over 100 lbs.  I sat there mesmerized at these numbers 
as I can only reference what she told me to my slight physique.    
She told me that she never used steroids in obtaining her 
impressive results.  I have never worked with weights, nor do I 
work out except with my friends on the basketball court for fun.  
She asked me if I would like to come over to her apartment to 
work out sometime and see if I like it.  Perhaps I might even 
make it a routine as she had.  I accepted her invitation for the 
following evening.  

I arrived at Louise's ground level garden apartment the next 
evening.  Surprisingly, she was dressed in a sexy red tank top 
and white miniskirt with white high heeled pumps.  I was dressed 
in a black tank top and gym shorts.  I asked her why she was 
dressed like that and she said we can workout later but first we 
should get acquainted.  She took me by the hand and escorted me 
into her living room.  She was equal to me in height thanks to 
her high heels, but her physique dwarfed mine.  I again felt 
that our roles were reversed in terms of society expectations 
whereby women were smaller and weaker than their male 
companions.  I was clearly smaller and weaker than Louise and we 
both knew it.  We sat down on the couch and she sat right next 
to me.  We began to talk when she leaned over to me and gently 
forced me down on the couch as she got on top of me.  She began 
to kiss me passionately and felt me all over.  I couldn't 
contain myself and put my hands under her top and felt her firm 
and enormous breasts.  I have no idea how long this encounter 
lasted but it was unbelievable.  She manipulated my body in 
various positions as if I was a rag doll and I enjoyed the fact 
that she was so much stronger than I was and could be manhandled 
so easily.  She was so sexy and I knew that I had fallen in love 
with her.  After we took a break from our passions, I commented 
to her that she didn't have to get dressed up to seduce me, she 
already did that the night she saved my ass from the bully.  

Louise began to explain to me that she broke up with her last 
boyfriend about a year ago mainly because he objected to her 
workout regimen and the fact that he was abusive when he drank 
(which was often).  She called him a true "male chauvinist" and 
they repeatedly had fights about her passion to work out.  He 
was bigger than her, about 5'11" and 170 lbs and she said that 
he felt threatened that she was getting to be as strong as he 
was.  The more he drank, the greater his anger became and he 
soon turned violent as he began to hit her.  At first, she 
cowered away from him, as she didn't believe she could defend 
herself against a man of his size.  Then one fateful day, he 
came home pissed off for no apparent reason and started after 
her.  Louise had just come home from a party and was still 
dressed in her nice clothes when he went off and started to beat 
her.  She ran away from him but he cornered her in the living 
room.  She couldn't run away any more and had to fight back or 
be beaten up.  When he lunged at her, she grabbed him around the 
neck and put him in a headlock as hard as she could squeeze.  He 
was bucking and lifting her but could not break her hold.  He 
was beginning to slow down, as he was exerting all of his energy 
trying to free himself and finally he went limp.  She was still 
too frightened to let him go and held him in the headlock for 
another minute, when she finally did let him go, he fell down 
almost unconscious.  Louise began to feel her self esteem rise 
and her confidence in her ability to defend herself increased to 
the extent that she couldn't wait for Alan to pick himself up so 
that if he attacked her again, she could be the one who inflicts 
the damage.  Sure enough, after a few minutes, Alan rose and 
began calling Louise all kinds of names and making threats.  He 
still was in a weakened state when he started to come at Louise 
again.  This time, she grabbed his two hands and bent his wrists 
back until he was on his knees.  She then slammed her own knee 
right into his face as his nose was now probably broken and he 
was bleeding profusely.  The fight was over and she started to 
throw all of Alan's possessions in the hallway and told him to 
"get your weak little ass out of my sight and don't ever call me 
or come here again".  "Because if I ever see you, this is only a 
small sample of what you'll get, understand you piece of shit".  
She then picked him up and threw him into the hallway where he 
picked himself and his stuff up, never to be heard from again.

Louise explained that she was turned on to me because I was not 
affected by stupid predispositions and prejudices.  She felt 
that I was absolutely sincere in my admiration for her being so 
strong and the fact that she was stronger that me.  Louise told 
me that she was very much attracted to me also and would help me 
build up my body if I wanted to.  But even if I didn't, it 
wouldn't matter to her because "I was true blue to her".  She 
said that I had a nice physique and even though I had small arms 
and legs, compared to hers of course, that I had some muscular 
definition.  She was right about that, as occasionally I did 
flex my arms when I was alone in my house in from of the mirror.  
I had some bicep development and my calves bulged somewhat as 
well.  I just wasn't very strong as the bully and Louise proved 
last week.  I told her that I would be honored to be her 
boyfriend and would not be embarrassed anywhere even if I were 
the weaker sex in our relationship.  Let all the other guys eat 
their hearts out.  We then proceeded to make some more love on 
the couch.

To this day, Louise and I are a couple.  I began to work out a 
bit with her help and, although I show no real signs of more 
muscles, I know that I am a little stronger than I was and 
might, one day. even be able to defend myself against that 
bully.  I'll always feel unthreatened by someone like that as 
long as I'm accompanied by my beautiful protector, Louise.