round

like a fish out of water. i was laughing so hard at his

futile attempts to get loose that i almost had to release the

hold. however, i got control of my self and closed my thighs

over his face and snuffed him out cold again.

it took him a good five minutes to revive again and this

time i just stood over him with my hands on my hips and

looked down at him. after a few minutes he finally figured it

out and with all the speed and energy he could muster, which

wasn't much, he got on his knees before me and begged me to

stop beating him up. then he pleaded with me to let him put

his head in between my strong thighs and for me to finish him

off with another knock out. i simply spread my legs and he

crawled over and placed his neck between my calves. this guy

was so addle brained he didn't know the difference between

calves and thighs; or, did he think my calves couldn't hurt

him ? well, he found out just how strong they are when i

stood on my toes and squeezed his neck flat. his tongue was

hanging out and his face turned red as he gasped for air.

just before he went out i released this hold and slammed his

face into my crotch then i really poured on the power and

held him there until his limp, weak male body had been

reduced to nothing.

the first thing he saw when he came to was me standing

over him flexing my powerful muscles. i made him get on his

knees again and feel my calves, thighs and pumped up arms.

then i made him kiss my muscles and various other parts of my

superior female anatomy. and i made him admit that my

muscular legs and arms were just too much for a male. and

once again i had demonstrated how to train with muscle - the

woman's way.

i see that look. i can make a believer out of you too.

maybe i won't finish you off so fast. anytime you want to try

me on for size just let me know.

another hot wife tale

damn this beltway! god damn this stupid beltway!

i had just finished a double shift at the hospital. my

relief was a dear, showing up a little early, and letting me get

out of there sooner than i expected. i was exhausted but still

keyed up, and i wanted to get home and shower. but first, i had

to pick up the girls at my mother's and stop and get something

for dinner. of course, the air-conditioner in the car still

didn't work, but it was only about 98 degrees in the shade,

anyway!

i debated which way to go and had the bad luck to get on the

beltway and get caught in a dead-stop traffic jam.

usually, at four in the afternoon, the beltway traffic was

slow, just starting the after-work rush hour, but it moved.

today, the traffic was at a complete stop. my guess was there

was a very large accident somewhere ahead.

with my foot taking root in the brake pedal, my mind began

to drift. still a little buzzed on all the coffee and a couple

of the little red pills i took to help me through the double

shift, my mind began zinging around, thinking about getting the

girls, debating mcdonalds or chinese for dinner, wondering why

frank couldn't ever pick up dinner on his way home, relaxing in

the shower...

...all of a sudden, i broke out of my deep reverie to

realize that i was staring at the most beautiful naked chest i

had ever seen in my life. and it was only two feet from my eyes!

it was gorgeous! tan and glistening in the bright sunlight,

the skin was taut over rippled muscles. i watched in pure and

complete fascination and delight as a drop of sweat rolled off

the left shoulder, slicing through the patina of dust and pollen,

down past the beautiful, dark rose nipple, over the rib section,

down past the navel, and into the band at the top of the shorts.

i was breathing fast through my clenched teeth and had trouble

swallowing.

"like to take a picture, pretty lady?"

my concentration broken, i shifted my gaze up to the chest's

face. he was young, late high school, early college at the

oldest, sitting on a cooler in the back of a pick-up truck with

several other snickering boys -- the truck had some landscaper's

name on the door.

the face on top of that chest was beautiful.

his hair was thick, sun-lightened and matted to his forehead

with sweat. his large blue eyes shined like they were back-lit.

full lips. deeply-tanned, prominent cheekbones. strong chin,

2-day beard. this boy-man was any female's erotic daydream.

traffic started to move!

i panicked! i didn't want to loose this kid! i wasn't

ready to stop looking at him, yet!

what was happening to me? i had never felt like this,

before! i was excited and desperate for this feeling not to end.

i had never done anything like this in my life! i had never

cheated on frank in our entire married life, and i really wasn't

thinking it through that far; i just wanted more of that chest

and that face. i wanted to feel him!

my car jerked to a stop beside the truck, again.

"i want mo