My Bodyguard
By Intenseman


Disclaimer:  This story contains adult material not suitable for children 
under 18.

These last four weeks seem like a blur.  It all began with my usual lunch 
time 4 mile jog through the park.  I was about halfway through my jog when 8 
huge thugs jumped out of the woods and grabbed me.  You see, I am the CEO 
for a very large firm in New York City.  As I find out now there are alot of 
people who would love to kill me or kidnap me.  They began demanding money.  
They also started hitting me in the face.  They brutalized me for what seems 
like hours but it was only minutes.  I remember hearing screems in the 
background.  They continued punching me.  My eyes were almost swollen shut.  
Then I noticed the guy punching me get this real nervous look on his face.  
He began striking me harder.  I must of past out.  What happened next seems 
weird to me.  I felt like I was floating in the air.  I opened my eyes the 
best I could and I was staring in the face of what I thought at first was an 
angel.  But wait a minute I thought.  I know this angel.  The face I recall 
looking into was an employee of my firm.  Her name was Angela.  I had always 
thought that Angela had the most beautiful face I had ever seen.  She had 
blond hair and light blue eyes.  She had pouty lips and a beautiful smile.  
She had not worked for the company for very long.  As a matter of fact, at 
the time I didn't even know what she did for the company.

The next thing I remember is waking up in the hospital.  Two days had  past 
and I felt horrible.  Again, the first person I saw was beautiful Angela.

"Glad to see you awake Mr. Holbrook," she said.

"Thank you, Angela.  What are you doing here?"  I asked.

"You should get your rest now Mr. Holbrook.  You will find out soon enough," 
she said.

No sooner had she said this when I fell asleep.  I woke up later.  It turns 
out it was two days later.  I was feeling better. . .but not much better.  
In my room were two of my Senior Vice Presidents, John Clark and Bill 
Franks.

"Gentlemen.  Good to see you,"  I said.

"Great to see you Clark.  We thought we were going to lose you there for the 
first 3 days,"  Bill said.

"What happened anyway.  I don't really remember very much," I asked.

Just then Angela entered the room.  As usual she had on that beautiful smile 
of hers.  It occurred to me, however, that I had never seen anything else of 
Angela except her face.  I could tell she was athletic.  She looked like a 
very fit, fitness model.

"I don't mean to be rude Angela. . .but why have you been hanging out around 
my room.  I love seeing you around. . .don't get me wrong.  You have the 
most enchanting smile," I said.

"Clark.  We have a confession to make.  We hired Angela.  It's a good thing 
too!  She saved your life the other day!" Bill said.

"What are you talking about Bill?  What do you mean saved my life," I asked.

"We had been receiving death threats on your life for the last 6 months.  We 
knew you would not like having a bodyguard trailing you all over the place.  
So we called some security experts and they recommended Angela," Bill said.

"Angela is my bodyguard?  What do you mean she saved my life?"  I asked.

"I know this is going to be hard for you to believe Clark.  Let me just tell 
you the facts as we know it.  You were jogging.  Angela was jogging behind 
you.  These goons must have suspected that she was your bodyguard.  Twelve 
men jumped her right before the eight men jumped you.  The eight guys began 
to beat you up pretty badly. Unfortunately, it takes Angela about a minute 
to kill or disable her twelve attackers.  By this time you are badly hurt.  
Angela quickly takes care of your eight attackers and carries you here to 
the hospital,"  Bill said.

"What do you mean takes care of?" I asked.

"She beat them up. . .actually she beat up eight of the attackers.  She 
killed the other twelve," Bill says.

"But how. . .I didn't remember hearing any gun shots," I say.

"Clark.  As I said.  Angela is an incredible woman.  Besides being an expert 
martial artist.  She is incredibly strong and powerful.  She is an expert in 
all kinds of weapons.  Another words, she is deadly.  She did this with her 
hands and feet.  And if it wasn't for her you would be dead right now," he 
said.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.  Unbeknownst to my executives, I had 
always harbored a fantasy about being protected by a strong woman.  But I 
thought that it was just a fantasy.  But here I laid in my hospital bed and 
I was becoming aroused by what these men were telling me about Angela.  I 
glanced down and I noticed I large pup tent form in my bed.  I was very 
embarrassed.  I hoped nobody would notice.

"Thank you, Angela.  I owe you my life,"  I said hoping she didn't notice my 
excitement about her.

"You are very welcome, Mr. Holbrook," she said not seeming to notice my pup 
tent.

"Please call me Clark, Angela," I said.

"Ok Clark, I will," she said as she glanced down at the pup tent under the 
sheets.

I could feel myself blush.  My two Senior V.P.'s didn't seem to noticed.  I 
looked back at Angela and I could have sworn that she winked at me.

"Clark, we think that when you go home on Friday that Angela should go with 
you.  You will still need protection,"  Bill said.

"But I am single.  How will that look?  A beautiful woman probably half my 
age staying with me?"  I said nervously.

"No one will have to know.  Not at first anyway.  We are the only ones in 
the company that know that Angela is your bodyguard," he said.

"Ok. . .If it is alright with Angela.  I guess it is alright with me," I 
said.  Again I blushed and again I swear she winked at me.

Friday came and a limo brought me to my large country estate.  Angela came 
around to my door and opened it for me.  My legs were still badly bruised 
and I was having a hard time walking.  All of a sudden Angela picked my up 
in her arms and began carrying me like I was a child.

"What are you doing?"  I asked her.

"You are in no shape to walk, Clark.  Not only am I here to protect you, I 
am here to take care of you as well," she said.

"How can you carry me so easily. . . I weigh at 180lbs," I asked.

"As Bill told you, I am a remarkable woman.  I carried you after you were 
attacked.  I ran with you in my arms to the hospital," she said.

"Angela. . .that's over 2 miles from where I was attacked,"  I said.

"I know.  It took me 10 minutes," she said.

Again I began to become aroused.  I was in the arms of a woman who had 
protected me from 20 men.  A woman who carried me 2 miles to a hospital in 
10 minutes.  Hell. . .I couldn't even run 2 miles in 10 minutes.  I just 
hope she didn't noticed how excited I had become.  She carried me into the 
house and up to my bedroom.  Once in my bed she glanced down at my hardon 
and smile a sexy smile.

"You need to rest Clark.  Just ring this bell if you need anything," she 
said.

"Thank you Angela.  I will ring if I need anything," I said.

I awoke the next morning to the smell of breakfast cooking.  I got out of 
bed and hobbled to the kitchen.  There had been bacon cooking but it wasn't 
out.  I heard clanging in my home gym.  I hobbled down to the basement but 
nothing could prepare me for what I was about to witness.  Angela was lying 
on the bench in a very skimpy outfit.  On the bar was 6 45lb plates on each 
side.  I didn't even own that much weight.  She hadn't heard me come in and 
she began to lift.  She did 12 reps very easily and then she racked the 
weight.  She had just lifted 585lbs like it was nothing.  She sat up and I 
got a look at her for the first time.  INCREDIBLE!  She was built.  She 
didn't have the muscles of a bodybuilder.  She looked more like a ripped 
fitness competitor.  I guess she weighed about 130lbs.  Everything looked 
muscular except for her breasts.  They were magnificent.  They were full and 
very firm.  I guess they must have been 36DDD.

"Clark. . .don't startle me.  It could be very dangerous for you dear," she 
said.

"I am sorry Angela.  I heard the noise down here and thought I would 
investigate.  You look incredible!"  I said.

"I knew you would like me.  I could tell from your reaction from the story 
of your mugging from your V.P.'s that you were my type of man," she said.

"Your type of man?"  I asked as I blushed.

"I have watched you for over three months now.  I have never seen you treat 
anyone rudely.  In fact you treat everyone with the utmost respect.  You are 
kind.  You have a great sense of humor.  And you a very handsome.  But best 
of all you are attacted to a very strong woman," she said.

"Attracted to a strong woman?" I asked as I blushed.

"You know what I mean Clark.  Your excited right now.  It really turns you 
on to see a very beautiful woman lifting weights you could never dream of 
lifting.  It turns you on to think of me beating up 20 men to protect you.  
I like that Clark.  And since I am going to be spending time with you, alot 
of time with you, we might as well make the best of it. . .don't you think?" 
  she said as she began walking toward me.

She grabbed me and kissed me passionately on the lips.  She picked me up and 
carried me to my bedroom.  She began removing her skimpy workout outfit.

"This is going to be the best assignment I have ever had," she said.


To be continued. . .

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