Wyatt Saves the Day

Wyatt knocks on the window of Lily’s car and with a look of sad empathy motions for her to roll down her window.

As Lily blushes and tries to gain her composure. She lowers her window just a bit.

“I hate to see someone in so much distress, Miss. Is there anything I can do to help … I’m a really good listener.” Wyatt says, smiling with consolation.

Lily starts to shake her head ‘no’ but then looks into Wyatt’s concerned eyes and motions for him to join her in the car as she unlocks the passenger door. She really needed someone to comfort her right now … and Davey was still at work … and she really didn’t want to tell Davey about her troubles at work anyway because she didn’t want him to know how stupid she was … and she so much wanted that new house and to start a family!

Lily had no idea who Wyatt was but she broke down and told him everything. She told him … about her fiancé … and her job … and the awful things Mr Meeks did. She told him about being fired and rightfully so because she was so stupid. She also told him about the video Mr. Meeks just took and how she was scared that Mr. Meeks would show it to her family … or, maybe even, … sob ... her boyfriend.

Lily quieted down as Wyatt leaned over and tenderly caressed her face “I know this Brad! My company uses TriTech services and he is definitely an asshole. If you like I can see that he is reprimanded if he tries anything!” Then after a few thoughtful minutes and a comforting hug, Wyatt continued, “But you know … Brad, even though an awful human being, may be on to something and maybe even helped you discover something you are really good at. You want a beautiful marriage, right? … and nice things and to start a family with your new husband, right? Mr. Meeks helped you discover that although you are not the brightest person in the world, guys enjoy your company … because you are a loyal and caring young lady, even if you are a little naïve.”

Lily blushing, smiled and was about to thank this caring stranger when Wyatt’s phone pinged a message.

‘Bradley M: All is going as planned buddy. Catch me at Ryans Pub tonight … drinks are on you!’

“Sorry, darling, I have to go now but here is my number. I’ll make sure Mr. Meeks doesn’t do anything inappropriate with that video and sends you your last paycheck with a little extra as severance for services rendered. Call me tonight so I can tell you about a position with my company if you're interested. I hope you are feeling a little better now, sweetheart.” Wyatt says as he brushes a tear from her face.

Lily did feel better. But she still didn’t know how she was going to tell Davey about what happened without him finding out how stupid she is. Looking down at the stranger’s business card she caresses the embossed surface wondering if Mr. Wyatt Arlo can really help. He seemed so nice, maybe she could start to work for him … after all he did mention a position with his company. ‘Then I don’t need to tell Davey anything except that I got a new job and we can still have our house and family!’ Lily felt much better now as she started up the car to head back to her apartment.

(Note: Wyatt’s real last name is Maney from his father but to start a new life he had it legally changed to Arlo once he got out of the juvenile detention center.)

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Looking back over the message from Brad with the new video attachment, Wyatt chuckled as he watched Brad make Lily sniff the floor of the men’s room with her ass in the air and then bark and bark and bark ... until Brad reared back with his foot and kicked her square in the ass while telling her to get the fuck out of his sight …, ‘What a dick’, he thought, as he closed up shop and headed out. Brad was definitely an asshole but Wyatt needed his help if the next steps in his plan were to succeed.

Now that both Davey and his Mom had the regression and triggers implanted in their sub-neural net the fun could begin. That night at Ryan’s Pub Wyatt told Brad how to activate the trigger for Mrs. Maney. Davey’s trigger on the other hand was on autopilot. It only depended on two things, his own physical and mental **** and the thought of his girlfriend, Lily, with a cock in her mouth.

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Lily called Wyatt that evening and came into his office the next day. That week Wyatt told her he would try her out in a couple of different positions and see how things worked out.

Lily was so happy that she finally told Davey that she quit TriTech because she didn't like Mr. Meeks very much. She also told him how wonderful her new job was working for Mr. Arlo.

At the end of the week Wyatt sat down with Lily. He laughed to himself knowing that the tasks he gave her were well beyond any new hire he had at the company.

“Jesus, Lily! I’m afraid Brad was right! Christ, you are really as dumb as they come. I think we should just go back to Mr. Meeks original plan. The only success you seemed to have achieved over at TriTech was getting Brad aroused with your face between his legs under his desk or with your hand stroking and abusing that poor mentally challenged janitor. Now tell me again what Brad said to you after you tried to suck his cock under his desk.”

“ B-b-but I didn’t …”

“You told me he asked if you were a whore, didn’t he? Well is that what you are … is that what you’re good at? Tell me, is there anything else you are good at?”

“Please, I’m sorry … I’ll try hard … sob … you said I was … loyal a-a-nd caring …”

“Alright, it’s alright … OK then … just come over here, sweetie. I’m just a little frustrated now. Let’s try something.”, Wyatt said as he held out his arms and Lily leaned into his embrace for comfort. Suddenly she felt her heart beat faster and a moistness grow between her legs. “Now tell me what you admitted to Brad after he threatened to tell Davey what you were up to under his desk. What was it again … go ahead, tell me if you want my help, darling, let me hear what you told Mr. Meeks.”

“Oh please …sob… no … he made me tell him …”

“No, he didn’t … you were just made to be truthful with yourself. Now what was it? … You don’t even have to say it out loud if you don’t want, but be honest with yourself for once. Wyatt gently pushed on her shoulder as he caressed her face. Lily looked up into his eyes as she slid down to her knees while clinging to his body.

Lily softly whimpered as she thought about that awful thing she was **** to admit. The throbbing between her legs grew even stronger now as she smelled the musky smell of Wyatt's crotch and felt his hardness pressed against her face. “I … got … aro …”

“OK ... that's enough, sweetheart, get up now … I think maybe we have discovered something you could be good at … haven’t we?”

Lily was setting back on her heals with her face bright red and softly panting as Wyatt snapped a picture.

“Sir … what …?”

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Lily called Davey that afternoon from the reception area out side Mr. Arlo’s office. “Sob …”

“Honey … is that you?”

With her face towards the floor and blushing again with humiliation, Lily responds, “Oh Davey, I’m so sorry ... I don’t want … sob … can I come over there and see you now… please!”

“I d-d-don’t think you are allowed back at TriTech … Mr. Meeks said that the only way you could come back here is if you … something about … cleaning under his desk again … what ever that means.”

“Sob … want to go home.”

“H-h-honey, … I was afraid to tell you but after you left TriTech, Mr. Meeks … I was suppose to get a promotion but ... Mr. Meeks demoted me to assistant janitor, under George. I couldn't tell you because I’m so ashamed ..."

The thing Davey really didn't tell Lily was that Mr. Meeks had taken him back to the men's room for a 'good old boys' meeting again during the promotion committee's discussion. Smiling over at Davey at the very urinal they met before, Mr. Meeks gave Davey an awful proposal. Mr. Meeks would recommend Davey for the promotion to head the technical team if ... Davey would arrange for Lily to come to his place some evening for ... dinner. Davey clearly came to understand what 'dinner' meant by what Mr. Meeks said next, "From our discussion here about the last sweet, little guest I had over, I'm sure you can picture how much fun I would have with that cute little gal of yours. What do you say, Davey? Do this for me and the promotion and a 20% bonus is yours. Don't do it and ... well ..."

"And then …sob … he told me that he thought … I was almost as retarded as you, honey! I wanted to quit b-b-but Mom said I should stop being such a little weakling and just tough it out … oh, honey, I don’t think we will be able to afford that new house now … m-m-Mr. Meeks s-s-said he does know of an apartment that we might be able to afford … he also said that if I did especially good work as George’s assistant janitor he might even hire you back as George’s personal service provider ... I’m not sure what your duties would be … but at least we would be together!”

“Oh my gosh, Davey! I’m so sorry, please … I love you so much. Why is this happening …sob … “

“Lily, we need a place of our own … to start a family. I’m so sorry I can’t … sob … provide that for you. Maybe we should just except Mr. Meeks offer … or hmmm … maybe we can just move into your apartment!”

“I tried calling my Mom last night for help but she said she doesn’t want any thing to do with you anymore! What’s happening? Why, … and if, if … sob … I insist on seeing you and continuing on with the wedding … she will stop paying for my apartment … and disown me. Davey, did you do … s-s-something to upset her?”

‘Ping’ … Davey just received a pic from anonymous labeled … ‘Lily’

Suddenly Davey’s legs began to shake as he nearly dropped his phone

“Oh … gosh … ummm mmm … oh, not … umph umph ... grunt. Sorry honey … n-n-need to go … mmmm … please, let’s talk t-t-tonight … I need to clean up … come over to my place tonight and we can figure out what to do. Mom shouldn’t be back from school until later because of parent teacher conferences … I love you.”

Davey felt so useless … every thing seemed to be going wrong! Since that night he drank too much at the karaoke club with Wyatt, things just started to fall apart. Even his mother seemed ... preoccupied. As Davey again looked down at the message on his phone he thought ‘Why do I get so … oh god, not ahh … ummm mmm … mmmh … umph umph ... grunt … squirt squirt squirt … ohhh, maybe ... it would be OK if Lily had din ... mmmm ohhh ... squirt ...'