She just smiled at me and said that I was probably right. The subject
never came up again as we continued our conversation. I finally asked to
come over to my place for a nightcap and she said that her house was
only about a mile away and that she had a surprise for me if I wanted to
see it. I said yes and we left the bar. When we got outside I got a
better view of her. She was about five-six and looked a bit heftier
than I liked. I figured a bird in the bed was better than two in the
bar, and besides, she did have that big chest. We each got in our cars
and I followed her to her house. When we got to her house I asked her
about her boyfriends. She told me about a guy named Brad who used to
live with her. She said that he had suffered some severe injuries and
that he was in the hospital. We were in her well appointed living room
when I asked her about the surprise that she had promised me. She told
me that it was in the next room. She told me in a sexy voice that she
was going in first. I was to wait five minutes before I went in and that
I was to be "real comfortable" when I went in. After she left I stripped
to my shorts. I knew that I was going to like her "surprise".
I went into the darkened room. The five minute wait had given me an
erection of anticipation. I was surprised by the feel of the floor. It
was real soft. It felt more like gym matting than like carpet. Lights
suddenly came on and I could see that the room was totally bare except
for the fact that all the walls and the floor were covered by mats.
There was also a large T.V. set mounted high up on the wall, facing down
at a slight angle. I heard the door close behind me. "Surprise!" Sandi
said. I whirled around. She was still wearing her warm-up suit. "What
the hell is going on!" I said. "I thought that you would like to see my
confirmation room." She said brightly. "What the hell is a confirmation
room?" I spat out. "It's the room where I confirm the fact that male
chauvinist assholes like you are nothing but limp dick weaklings."
She was starting to piss me off. I had fully expected to get laid when I
went in the room and now she was giving me a load of feminist bullshit.
"Well, you can Confirm your crap to someone else. I'm outta here
bitch." She was leaning against the door with a slight smile on her
face. I looked around for another door. There was none. "Look Sandi, I
thought that we were going to have some fun. All you want to do is give
me some shit. You piss me off! I don't want to hurt you, so get out of
the way." "Make me." She said. "You're the big strong man. I'm just a
little prissy girl." I was getting tired of this crap. I grabbed the
front of her suit and pulled her away from the door. Except that it
didn't work that way. She didn't budge when I tried to pull her. She
slapped me as I tried to move her again. "Move goddammit! Move!" I was
furious! This bitch was asking for trouble." I don't mind slapping
women around. I've done it lots of times".
She just stood there smiling. I punched her as hard as I could, right in
the gut. I screamed in pain as my hand broke. I dropped to my knees,
cradling my broken right hand. She looked down on me and said; "Jake, I
know you like to beat up on women. Your only problem is that you beat up
my mom last week. I picked you up tonight for the sole purpose of
bringing you here to make sure that you will never touch another woman
as long as you live. Before I do that, let me tell you about Brad." My
hand was hurting so bad that I could hardly stand it. She must have had
on some bizarre metal armor under her warm-up I was thinking of how to
get away, but for some reason, the tone of her voice made me listen.
"Brad was my pet who lived here for a while. He was okay for a while,
but he made a mistake last week. When I told him that my mom had gotten
beaten up he said that maybe she deserved it. He tried to apologize of
course, but he really screwed up. I don't let my pets screw up.
Besides, I was getting tired of him anyway. Now watch!" With this, she
turned on the television using the remote that she had been holding. The
picture showed this same room.
Suddenly a naked body came flying through the door. He landed heavily on
the floor. Someone strode in the room. I realized with a start that it
was Sandi. She was wearing a pair of shorts and a tee shirt which showed
off her incredible body. What I had thought was fat under her warm-up
suit was really layer after layer of massive muscle. She had the most
awesome physique that I had ever seen in my life! There was no doubt of
her femininity, with those big high riding breasts and her curves. But,
her curves were those of pure muscle, not fat. Her muscles were so
massive that they looked like they would explode from beneath her skin.
She walked over to Brad and grabbed him by the hair and lifted him,
without effort, to his feet. He was about two inches taller than Sandi,
but he looked pale and scrawny next to the muscular girl. His body was
obviously no match for the raw power of the Amazon. His arms and legs
looked like match sticks next to the huge muscle-bound limbs of Sandi.
His torso appeared to be a skeleton compared to her thickly muscled
chest, back, and stomach. I fearfully looked over at Sandi, knowing that
what had broken my hand was the rock hard muscles of her stomach,
nothing else. She had a knowing grin on her beautiful face.