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Old 27-Jan-16, 17:47
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A Man’s Athletic Young Wife Manipulates Him Into Working Out With Unintended Consequences.

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Chapter 1 - Meet the New Neighbors

Alex packed up and headed home from work. As he left his office in suburban San Diego and found his little Fiat 500 in the lot he still couldn’t get over how amazing southern California weather was. Sunny and 70 day after day. He and his wife had grown up and gone to school in Minnesota .. so the weather was even more striking to the both of them. Alex unrolled the little sunroof, fired up the small Italian compact and headed home. With his sunglasses on … the breeze in his hair and the beautiful scenery he allowed himself to think how lucky he was and how everything seemed to be going so well … unbelievably well in fact. He and his wife Julie had relocated to California when Alex’s company had setup new offices on the West coast. Alex worked for a non profit political advocacy group that promoted women’s issues. So far it was the best decision they had ever made. It had seemed like such an adventure from their conservative lives in the midwest. It had been an eye opener.

They had purchased a small house in a gated community … both at 30 and married 6 years it was their first real home. What the rather cookie-cutter houses lacked in character was made up for with great ammenities … tennis courts a great pool and an amazing workout facility that looked like something you’d see at a large university. Neither he nor Julie had fully explored anything yet. They had met a few neighbors … but had barely finished unpacking.

Julie had quit her job as an accountant and was planning on looking for something again once they got settled and did some family planning. Alex got off the highway and approached home on side streets. The only thing that was bothering him was their lack of success in having children. It had actually put the only small strain in their otherwise great relationship. Lots of couples had problems conceiving but it inevitably led to the fear on both people’s part that they were doing something wrong or were inadequate or deficient in the sex department. Just a natural reaction. He had dated Julie since college. She had been quite the jock playing soccer and field hockey and running track. She had also been a gymnast in High School. Alex smiled as he thought of all of his efforts to get Julie to go out with him. Although not exactly a member of the chess club … Alex had never been athletic and at first glance he and Julie were a bit of an odd couple. Deep down he had insecurities about Julie … he had a sense that he had won her over through persistence rather than pure atttraction and compatibility. They were guite different people.

Nevertheless he had always been able to make her laugh with his goofy sense of humor and he had taken up all kinds of athletic activities to have something more in common with her. After months she had finally relented and gone out with him and they had hit it off. She was coming off a bad break-up with some jock she knew from track and was ready for something different.

It was amazing what a man would do for a woman when he was infatuated. He had never liked sports but for those first couple of years dating Julie he had really, really tried. And his efforts had worked surprisingly well. He had given Julie the lasting if questionnable impression that he was a decent athlete just too busy to excel at any of it. He’d joined Julie’s track club and her coed flag football league. He’d even joined a mixed martial arts group on campus imagining Julie would find that “manly” and attractive. That was an experience he’d not soon forget … he winced. She would always ask about his workouts and his “sparring” sessions … it turned her on … so he’d embellish the stories a bit (he wasn’t stupid). It was also a sport she had no idea about and was usually the unique preserve of men so she was doubly curious.

He smiled as he remembered her barely concealed surprise when he would tell her about his esperiences on the “mat.” He’d talk about the holds (he looked them up) and how they were applied. He remembered how she would look at him with total disbelief on her face. It was like she could hardly imagine her sweet but nerdy new boyfriend in any kind of physical confrontation but he could tell she really liked it. Ironically … the worse he was abused at MMA the more elaborate and better his stories got. If nothing else, Alex had a hell of an active and fertile imagination.

He made a note to try and suggest some outdoor activities he could do with his wife to take advantage of San Diego’s amazing climate … cycling or hiking or perhaps they could both go over to the gym in the community center. He was guilty that he had been “athletic” only as long as he had to to get her to go out with him. It would be something they could do together. Julie was still amazingly fit. Her competitive sports had of course stopped after college but she had continued to work out a gym wherever they had lived. She was dedicated to working out and was always trying to get him to go with her … which had always intimidated him. He was afraid of what might happen if ever allowed her “fit-world” to collide with his “nerd-world” at the gym. In the last half year since she had quite her job she had been back working out pretty religiously. She seemed to be using her extra free time well.

Julie was a hottie no doubt … about 5 foot 7 and an athletic 140 pounds she was only slightly smaller in stature than his own 5 foot 10, 160 pounds. From Julie’s perspective she always had room to improve but from an impartial observer she was more fit than 99% of the population. Someone once said that it was impossible to overestimate a woman’s capicity for self consciousness. That certainly applied to Juie.

Alex pulled onto their street, waved to the guards at the gatehouse and then discovered that his parking spot in front of their place was occupied by another car. He stopped and wasn’t sure what to do … he didn’t see anyone and he couldn’t double park … so he drove the nearly quarter mile to the community center .. parked and walked back. As he got close he saw a guy with his head under the hood of the car in his spot. The houses were very close together but each had small drives in front that were partially shared with the house on the right or left. In this case it looked like the empty house next to theirs had been occupied and the new guy didn’t understand how the parking worked.

The car was a new black mustang and Alex noticed how it had been obviously been heavily modified. It was lowered … had a hood scoop and blacked out wheels … big dual exhausts … the proverbial muscle car on steroids. The style had never been his cup of tea. Alex approached the car and waited for the guy to notice him. It looked like he was wrenching on something under the hood. Alex coughed a bit to get his attention. The guy pulled his head out from under the hood and glanced at him in barely disguised irritation. “What’s up man?” He looked to be barely post-college aged and gave Alex a good look up and down overtly sizing him up in an aggressive manner.

The guy had an arrogance about him that you noticed immediately. It oozed off of him in waves. “Ummmm …. I’m Alex Delgado. My wife Julie and I are your new neighbors. I THINK you are in our parking spot.” When the guy said nothing and just looked at him, he continued. “They probably didn’t tell you how that worked? Have you gotten your homeowners pack yet?” “Oh yea .. I know I’m in your spot man, i just needed it for a bit here as I’m working on the car. You don’t mind do ya? Thanks pal.” He then turned back to the engine and resumed working. He had quickly summed up Alex as someone he could ignore with impunity. Alex just stood staring at the guy’s back for a few seconds knowing he should probably say something. Then he decided to go on in. No sense getting in an altercation with the new neighbor on the very first day he thought. He wasn’t good with altercations.

Alex and Julie’s house was setup like the classic brownstone… with a staircase running upstairs straight from the front door. There was a living room at the front to the right of the door with a dining room and then a kitchen straight back from that. Upstairs there were two bedrooms and a bathroom on each of the second and third floors. Out back was a very private walled garden. It was a cool narrow arrangement that they both had really liked. Almost like living in Manhattan or Chicago.

When he walked in the front door Julie was fiddling around in the living room. For some reason he had the impression that she had been looking out the front window and had seen his whole interaction with the new guy. He had a twinge of embarrasment like he should have been more forceful. Julie was wearing some really short old jogging shorts and a tank he knew well. The gray top had “Shut Up and Squat” stencilled on the front. He wondered if she was on her way to the new neighborhood gym? She looked good. He had always liked her muscular gymnast’s legs which were on full display in the shorts. It made him think about other things too. His mind was off the arrogant guy and thinking about taking Julie out for a romantic dinner and then back home for other activities.

“Hey Jules … what’s going on … you look great!” She looked up at him with a bit of a shy grin and kept fiddling … she was going around the room and straightening out items on the tables .. fluffing pillows and the like. Alex got the unmistakable sense that she was nervous or uncomfortable about something? “How was your day honey. Where did you park your car?” she asked innocently. Julie must have been watching his mini-confrontation with the new guy through the window. Then it slowly ocurred to him that maybe she had already been watching the new guy and he got in the way with his parking fiasco? Could that be why she was acting strange. He thought about it for a second. The guy was a good looking athletic dude in his 20s. He was the kind of guy that he knew Julie had dated before she met him. Most women would be watching this guy he guessed. He certainly stole enough glances at any woman with a nice set of wheels in a short skirt or with a nice chest in a tight shirt. Nevertheless it was one thing for a guy to do that … and another for your wife? Maybe that wasn’t fair but it was the way he felt.

Julie kept fiddling. She went over to the window and straightened the curtains and he noticed she gave some furtive glances out to the drive. It was definitely the new guy that had Julie in this state. Hmmm. He felt uncomfortable. His idea about a romantic evening went from something to do for fun, to something he felt he needed to do. Hell, the new guy had his parking spot AND was causing problems between him and his wife a day after moving in.

“What do you want for dinner?” Julie asked as she left the window and moved back towards the kitchen. She walked right by him between the couch where he had sat down and the coffee table. He watched her walk by and on a whim he reached out and putting his arms around her legs and waist pulled her down on his lap playfully. Julie fell onto his lap facing him and straddling him and he let out a little hmmmph with her weight. Julie was compact and weighed a lot more than she looked. She put a hand on each of his shoulders . He looked up at her face above him and smiled. “How about a dinner out at that little italian place we noticed in town and then we come back here for a nightcap?” She smiled slowly at him and then moved a hand up to his head and ruffled his hair affectionately. “I guess we can do that honey. Yea .. why not? I’ll get dressed.” Alex moved his hands from her waist down to her smooth, firm and darkly tanned legs and loved how they felt under his fingers. He started to get hard. Julie smirked at him .. then patted his cheek playfully. “Hold on there cowboy … let’s get something to eat first!” She stood up … made a show of straightening out her little cotton gym shorts while right in front of him .. pulling them back down where they had slid up. They were an old pair of red Addidas he knew so well .. she’ d had them literally forever. They were faded and frayed at the edges. they had those white stripes down the sides with side slashes. She laughed at him … “you are such a leg man Alex! Let me change .. .I’ll be right back.”

He watched her jog up the stairs. He had almost forgotten the new guy until a few minutes later he heard the mustang fire up right oustide the window. He moved over to the front window to see what he was doing. Maybe he was going to finally move the car and he’d be able to park the fiat on the way back from dinner? The guy was revving the car aggressively. It sounded like a P-51. He continued to peer through the window. Julie came up behind him and rested her chin on his shoulder. “Isnt that cool hun? Nothing like American muscle.” He looked askance at her. They had had this conversation many times. He had always liked small cars. They were more economical and better for the environment. He’d never really worked on them but when he finally had got his Fiat he had been so excited. Julie had spent some time as a kid helping her dad work on his cars. She actually knew her way around an engine pretty well. More than he did actually. It was a source of a lot of ribbing from her. She would smirk and roll her eyes at him whenever he attempted to diagnose an engine problem. She had always wanted an old Chevelle like her dads. He had insisted on the Fiat which she made fun of calling it a toy car.
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At this point their neighbor shut down the mustang and got out. They both stared. Alex hadn’t truly noticed before the kind of shape this guy was in. He had on a pair of gym shorts and had the legs of a sprinter. American muscle she had said … hmmmm. He was tanned with dark black hair. Shit! A fitness model had just moved in next door to them. That’s just perfect he thought. He had that uncomfortable sense of inadequacy in the pit of his stomach as his wife watched this guy saunter from his car across his front yard and into his house. Alex turned around so they could go. Julie was wearing a short black dress. Her dirty blond hair was pulled back in pony tail. She looked incredible. “Wow honey … you DO know how to dress for dinner.” She smiled softly and headed for the door.

As they went out and down their front walk he mentioned that he had parked up at the clubhouse. “Yea I saw you asking Jim about his car in our spot. What did he say?” She asked it almost absent-mindedly but he had the sense she was very interested in what had been said. “Well he pretty much ignored me. He is one arrogant kid. How do you know his name?” It suddenly occured to him that she had already met him. “Oh … i was out in the yard earlier and we introduced ourselves. He moved down from LA. He’s a personal trainer. He’s hoping to get some clients here in the development. They are encouraging that at the workout center … evidently they don’t have enough people using the facilities yet.”

Alex was a bit stunned at this development. He waited for the inevitable other shoe to drop. She continued nonchalantly that she was thinking she’d workout here rather than spend the money to join a gym in town. Her face brightened at a thought, “Hey maybe you should work out too. We need a change of lifestyle to go with our new environment. We could probably get Jim to take us on as clients!” She motioned with her hands up at the perfectly brilliant blue sky as if to say … in this wonderland we live in, we should take advantage of it. He couldn’t disagree although the thought of working out with his wife was a bit daunting …and together with a personal trainer? It was one thing to struggle through a workout on his own but having his wife and a trainer push him added another layer of stress. Oh well, it could be fun he thought. “I’d like that hun! Let’s talk about it.”

They walked down the street Julie giving some glances over at Jim’s house. Jim seemed to be a “presence” in his wife’s head and Alex didn’t know what to do about it.

They got the car and headed for town. Their development was in a small suburb of San Diego proper that had been recently revitalized with a great little downtown area full of shops and restaurants. They had noticed the Italian place next to one of the good coffee shops one morning. They walked in and decided to get a table out on the front terrace by the sidewalk. He ordered a glass of wine and Julie asked for a Peroni. It was their pattern, she was beer and he was wine. Julie looked stunning in her black dress, her nice tan, her striking green/blue eyes and her beautiful sharp features. Blondes in black dresses … there was nothing else like it in the world. Alex was pissed that instead of thoroughly enjoying his gorgeous wife and a great evening they were both thinking about Jim. Fuck him, he thought.

Julie asked about work and he told her about some of the new projects he was working on. Julie was usually nice about listening to his stories about the social policy issues they were currently pushing but he knew what he did was hardly exciting nor interesting and that Julie didn’t exactly view social policy as legitimate work. He made an effort to ask her more about her plans to start working out and the prospects of getting part time work. Unspoken on that score was the issue of pregnancy and kids which was why she wasn’t working as it was. As they were about done with their meals, Alex noticed Julie touching her hair and adjusting her dress. “What’s up Jules?” He saw her focus and looked over his shoulder to see Jim entering the restaurant with an amazing women on his arm. He noticed that virtually every woman on the terrace was watching Jim. It was like dogs with a silent whistle. What the hell? A psychologist could write a dissertation on everyone’s reactions. Jim and his honey mercifully disappeared inside the restaurant.

Alex started pushing their waiter for a check. They paid up and got the car and headed back. Jim must have driven the mustang on his date because they had their spot back. Alex had some serious plans for his wife. Not only was she looking incredibly hot but the best way he thought to deal with Jim was to crowd him out. He needed to give Julie such a night of hot sex that she would have no reason to think about Jim. In his heart of hearts though, he wasn’t sure he had it in him. He had only ever been just barely adequate in the sack. He knew he was just average in the “package” department as well. But they had always had what he would consider a reasonable sex life. He had the sense that Julie had had some wilder days with other men but everyone had experiences when they were younger that ended when you got older and more mature. Right?

They went inside … his couple of glasses of wine and Julie’s two beers having left them both slightly looped. They went upstairs immediately … Alex following Julie up the stairs …his face about even with her amazing firm ass which had his undivided attention. He had the sense that Julie had similar thoughts to his own. She made a show of slithering out of her dress in front of the bathroom before going in and shutting the door. Jim smiled in anticipation as he stripped down to just the little bikini style Calvin Kleins Julie always bought for him. He wore them to be polite but simply didn’t have the physique to carry it off. He always figured she was looking at the guy on the cover of the package rather than thinking of what Alex would ACTUALLY look like when he put them on … which was quite frankly pretty pathetic. This pair was bright white … about the same shade as his skin.

He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His 160ish pounds distributed over a lanky 5-10 frame left him way too thin and he needed to get some sun. He tried to position his underwear a little better they were tight up near the slight paunch at his waist but actually baggy in the leg holes. Strangely, his frail physique didn’t bother him too much tonight … It was probably the alcohol. On a whim, he tensed up his arms and clenched up his fists in a most muscular pose hoping to look a little more impressive. Nothing. Toothpicks. He grimaced. He flexed harder … seeing if he could produce something at least a little respectabe. Speaking of toothpicks … he glanced at his legs. He had the classic pasty chicken legs. He pointed one of them out and flexed. It was embarrassing. Damn, I need to start working out with Julie he thought. He had gotten noticeably weaker looking in the last 12 months.

Unnoticed at first, Julie had come out of the bathroom and had been watching his embarrassing little “muscle show.” He returned her stare and noticed she had that same sad, shy smile on her face again. It bothered him. It was almost like a look of pity or something. In his nervousness he said “I’m thinking i SHOULD do some working out with you honey, my old arms and legs aren’t what they used to be back in my college sparring days … haha!” He though she was going to say something, instead she bit her tongue and rolled her eyes. She came over next to him in front of the mirror and put her arms around him from behind. She had on a tiny black lace thong and a matching bra. He noticed how her dark tan made him seem so bright white in comparison. He also found himself intimidated. Julie was so attractive … so healthy … so athletic … with what he had to admit was defined muscles pretty much everywhere. Everywhere she had put on muscle over the years had simply taken her classic female shape and enhanced it.
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He looked over his shoulder at her. She began to squeeze him with her hands locked on his stomach it was slightly more pressure than you’d apply just being affectionate … she was really pouring it on and he put his hands down on hers to try and relieve the pressure but was unable to budge her grip in the slightest. She playfully resisted and pulled him back a bit and he felt his feet lift off the floor and dangle. Hey Jules … be careful there … we just ate!

Julie laughed and then letting him down slightly … with her left hand slid it around on his belly in a circular motion and then patted the slight paunch on his stomach a few times. His stomach wobbled with her hand and he tried to tense it up as best he could … “you ever heard of crunches hun … a six pack?” Then, “Make a muscle for me babe!” Alex did a double-take and then reflexively put his arm up and making a fist squeezed as hard as he could. The effort produced not the slightest little bump on his upper arm. Julie reached up with her right hand and squeezed it getting her entire hand around his upper arm. “remember that conversation we had earlier about working out babe?” Julie smiled at him in the mirror from right above his bicep and then made an “oh my” expression.

Alex knew she was just trying to playfully motivate him but he found himself uncomfortably exposed like this in front of his gorgeous wife. Especially after the day’s events wiht their new neighbor. He glanced down at Julie’s legs in the mirror next to his own and discovered that not ony were they definitely more rippled and muscular but up next to his like this he ALSO realized that hers were actually larger than his. The comparison horrified him and he hoped she hadn’t noticed.

Alex quickly turned around away from the uncomfortable image they made in the mirror and faced Julie … then he pushed them both back towards the bed. Julie initially went with it and then manhandling him spun him around and down on the bed. She was laughing and thoroughly enjoying herself.

Alex scooted himself all the way up on the bed near the headboard and Julie made a show of crawling over on top of him straddling his waist. Her tiny black lace thong now right in front of his face. He looked up at her. She put her hands on his shoulders pushing him back into the pillow. Reaching back with both arms she undid the pony tail and he gulped when he saw the obvious muscles in her biceps pop up and get defined. Her hair loose now, it grazed and framed his face as she moved down to kiss him. Julie was almost always on top in their love making . It just seemed to work out better and he certainly wasn’t complaining … the view looking up at his gorgeous wife was the sexiest thing in the world. She squeezed his torso with her legs and rubbed back and forth on his crotch. He felt himself grow and harden with her movement. Julie so easily did that to him.

Julie explored his mouth with her tongue. Reaching down she put her one hand down between their two bodies and worked it inside the elastic waistband of his tiny briefs and grabbed hold of his manhood. She stroked him slowly. She moaned as she felt his hardness. She moved her head back down and her kissing became more aggressive as did her manipulation of him inside his underwear. Alex moved both his hands down to her lower body sliding them over her strong legs and back to her amazing firm ass. He could feel her hard, smooth legs flex and unflex as she continued to slide herself over his crotch. He was in heaven. Julie sat up a bit and was breathing heavily. Alex’s face was close to her stomach and the amazing breasts barely contained in the black lace. He crunched forward and unclasped the bra. Julie threw it over the side of the bed. Alex buried his face in her chest … planting soft kisses all over her breasts and her beautiful athletic mid-section. She was a goddess and he wondered what he had done to win this amazing women.

Julie lifted one leg off him shifting her body to the side a bit so she could grab hold of the top of his briefs. She dragged them down his legs past his knees and left them just below his knees. She then remounted him. The feeling of his dick wedged up against her crotch as she put her weight back down on him was indescribable.

He found himself getting fully hard again and so did Julie. She reached down between them again … grabbed his erection, aggressively squeezing it hard and then held it straight up and lowered herself so the tip was just barely touching her. After a tantalizing moment she slowly lowered her body taking him into her entirely. She moaned contentedly and then began to rub her hands along his chest and his stomach and then over his shoulders and finally down his arms in a pattern. She seemed to linger on his arms. She would rub her hands over his biceps … squeezing them. She had her eyes closed. All the time she was sliding up and down on him powerfully. Suddenly as he looked up at her, Alex had the unsettling thought that she was fantasizing about something. Was she thinking about his earlier flexing of his arm? Was that why there was this new feeling up of his biceps? Then another even more unsettling thought. Hell … was she thinking of Jim … of Jim’s muscular arms compared to his? His over active imagination was often his worst enemy.

Now he felt himself shrinking inside his wife. Realizing he was losing it … Julie opened her eyes .. her hands still grasping both of his thin underdeveloped upper arms. She looked at him with a questioning look which quickly turned to frustration and then for the first time in their relationship … he thought he saw disgust in her eyes. This was his nightmare. He felt like a total loser. Now he felt himself shrink down to a pinprick. His little dick literally retreated from Julie coming out with a plop. She squeezed his biceps really hard now … clearly pissed. She rolled off him onto her back beside him. Alex wasn’t sure what to do he was so deflated literally and figuratively. He sat up and reaching down pulled his briefs back from around his knees and slid them up around his waist. He was glad to cover his tiny shrivelled manhood. Sorry honey .. I’ll do better next time he whimpered and then hated himself for not thinking of something better and for sounding so weak. Julie let out an exasperated sigh. She rolled over clearly wanting to just go to sleep. Alex sat staring at the celiing. Totally frustrated. There was no way he could sleep. He was awake half the night .. finally nodding off in the very early morning. Like with all couples … this had happened before but not so dramatically and quickly. And usually Julie was a lot more forgiving and understanding.

When he awoke he was tired and disoriented. He rememberd the night before and again had that horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach. He noted that Julie was already up. He glanced at the clock. It was 6:30. He bet he hadnt gotten more than 3 hours of sleep. He realized it was a Saturday and was glad he didn’t have to go to work. He slid some boxers over his briefs and went downstairs. He wasn’t one to parade around in his underwear. And after last night’s fiasco even the boxers left him feeling a bit exposed. Maybe Julie was starting breakfast and had brewed some coffee. His mind started to work on what to do about the night before. He was utterly ashamed of himself. He was failing his wife in the most primal of ways. He wasnt doing his basic job as a man he thought.

He walked down the stairs rubbing his eyes. The sun pouring into the living room windows was so bright it hurt after his miserable night. Another beautiful day in paradise he thought. Almost boring. He worked his way to the ktichen and there was some coffee already brewed in their small coffee maker. He found a mug and poured a full cup then added his customary sugar and cream. There was no sign of Julie. He walked back to the front window with his mug and peered out at the new day. He spotted Julie at a distance. She was jogging back down their street toward the house .. she was going at a really good clip … probably sprinting on her last leg. She had on his favorite red shorts from the day before … and just a sports bra. Damn she looked amazing. She stopped as she got a few hundred yards from the house … then after walking a few paces leaned over with her hands on her knees to catch her breath. Alex thought he should do some running with her but doubted he could keep up with that last sprint. In fact, it had been so long since he had run he wondered fi they could even run together? He thought of Julie having to slow down or even stop for him to catch up and realized his manhood couldn’t take that in its already severely bruised state. He’d have to come up with something else?

Next thing he knew … Jim had moved out into his yard … he had on running shorts and shoes and was shirtless. He began to stretch out near Julie and they started talking. Damn it!

Alex ran upstairs and quickly threw on some runing shorts he didnt recognize and a t-shirt and shoes. Skipping down the front stairs and almost falling head-first he got out the front door and then slowing down tried to walk casually over to the two of them. Jim had said something funny because Julie was laughing. They both noticed him come up but neither one said anything. Julie glanced at him. Jim finally looked over at him and gave him another one of his patented and demeaning up and down asessments. Jim couldn’t help but note Jim’s physique. He was built like an olympian … athletic muscle everywhere. He was 3-4 inches taller than Alex who literally felt like a child standing next to him. He didn’t look like a bodybuilder … more like one of those models on the cover of fitness magazines. Jim thought of flexing in the mirror and his wife’s expression at the sight and he crossed his own arms his hands covering his upper arms as much as possible. He hoped it didn’t look too obvious. Alex felt totally emasculated just standing next to this guy. Meanwhile his wife was totally engrossed in a conversation with him about running … sprinting … different routines. They were talking shop and obviously had the whole fitness topic in common.

Alex just stood there stupidly. Julie finally started to feel a little awkward like she couldn’t ignore him forever. She turned to him and then SHE gave him the same up and down look Jim had. Fuck me … he thought. “Morning honey. I went out for a good run and then ran into Jim.” “Yea I see that honey. How was your run.” “It was good but short. I need to get into better shape.” During her up and down Julie lingered on his shorts forcing him to look down as well. He wished he could have hidden his chicken legs which looked tiny emerging from the shorts like a cartoon ostrich. Almost absent mindedly she said “Why are you wearing my shorts? ” Then it was like she realized that Jim was there staring at her husbands embarrasing legs looking tiny even in his wife’s shorts … and almost frantically searched for another topic. Jim realized he had the skinniest legs in the group.

Into this pathetic pause Jim decided to pipe up … “Hey fella … you work out?” Alex caught the gleam in his eye and knew he was simply fucking with him and enjoying it. How could he do that to him in front of his own wife? “Umm … well used to .. but you know you get busy with work and it goes by the wayside.” Julie jumped to his defense. “Yea when I first met Alex he did a lot. What was it in college hun … long distance running … flag football? right? I don’t remember you ever lifting” … then her face brightened, “but you did MMA! Yea Jim .. Alex was in a mixed martials arts club in college … he sparred all the time and was pretty good. Right honey? Remember that tournament you told me about? You went 3 for 4 over the weekend.” She looked from Alex to Jim with a big smile, very pleased with herself at the recollection. It had the feel of “see my husband is not the pussy you think he is!”

Alex cringed. He thought she was trying to recover some of his manhood for him in front of the young stud but he wasn’t sure if it was for his benefit or more to explain why she was with him in the FIRST place. Alex had made up most of that story Julie was recounting. He had joined that club and basically gotten his ass kicked by everyone and anyone he sparred against. He never could never get any of the moves down right and never quite got the rythym of it. Not to mention he just wasnt in the kind of physical condition the other guys were. Everyone on that team basically used him as a sparring dummy … tapping him out at will. A couple of the crueler guys enjoyed it as he recalled.
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He desperately hoped that Julie wouldn’t keep after it. He tried to change the topic. “Yea … those were the days. Hey Jules … how about some breakfast?” Jim jumped in. He knew exactly what he was doing. He had Alex figured out completely. With that same gleam in his eyes that cut right through all of Jim’s carefully crafted bullshit he dragged them back to the martial arts. “Wow man … MMA is a tough, brutal sport. I love watching UFC myself and it’s great training. Havent found anyone I can spar with down here yet though. The new gym has some bags and mats and room for sparring though” he said pregnantly. Julie was loving the discussion. “You alpha men and your “manly” activities. You all just HAVE to be hitting something don’t you. You basically are just cro-magnons she said with a big smile.”

“Hey …. (Alex could see the wheels spinnig in her head and had a feeling of dread) … I bet Alex could help you with the sparring? He could train with you .. right Jim?” She truly had no idea what she was getting him into. She knew he wasn’t in as good a shape as Jim obviously but she had no idea how the idea of facing off across from Jim sent shivers down his spine.

Jim just smiled and they both looked at Alex. “What do you think hun? You were just tellling me yesterday you wanted to start something?” She looked between Jim and Alex. Jim just looked at him with the small smirk. He deliberately moved his hand up running it through his hair providing Julie with a view of his ripped bicep … Alex actually saw her eyes widen and he couldn’t help but think of her reaction when she had asked him to flex the night before. He gulped. Jim knew what was going through Alex’s head and was amused at his predicament. It was like he was waiting for the inevitable excuses and was only curious to see what they’d be. There was a giant emasculation going on just below the surface of their conversation. “Ummmm … well honey it’s been a long time and I bet Jim needs someone that’s been at it more recently than i have … i bet i don’t even remember half the training.” Jim was all too ready for him, “Hell no man … you’ll do fine. You meet me in the gym after work. How about tomorrow night? Will that work? You can train with us too Julie … MMA isn’t just for men any more.”

He looked at Julie and smiled. When Alex said nothing …. Julie jumped in for him. “I think you can do that Alex … you have nothing tomorrow right?” Alex just nodded … Julie had opened the door and Jim had dragged him through it. “She pointedly didn’t follow up on his suggestion that she train too …. something about that part had bothered her. Alex wondered what?

Alex felt his knees get weak. He panicked wondering how he could possibly get out of it and still retain the tiny amount of manhood he still had in the bank with his wife.

Jim hit him on the shoulder pretty hard … actually causing him to slightly lose his balance. Then he headed off jogging down the street. Julie watched him go. Alex was in shock. She turned back to him and smiled. “That is going to be great honey .. I’m so proud of you. I think you need to do more stuff like that … MMA … weightlifting. I love a man that trains! I’m gonna have to start calling you Alpha-Alex!” She hugged him and then they walked back to their place.

Alex spent the rest of the weekend obsessing about the upcoming sparring — or pummelling as the case might be. Julie was in high spirits. He couldn’t help but think it was all related to her growing sense that he lacked manliness and that his upcoming sessions with Jim would redeem the situation. His mind rolled over all the little things. His wine drinking, the way he didn’t know his way around a car, his little Fiat, his lack of physical activity …. all of Julie’s sad smiles. Then there was his non-existent muscles .. his performance in bed the other night … Holy Hell! He was beside himself with anxiety. They were all little things that meant nothing on their own but all together took on some weight.

He watched tv from the couch most of the weekend to take his mind off of it. Julie asked him to run with her on Sunday she thought they could do something she called a circuit but he begged off claiming he had some work to do and needed to run to the office. In point of truth he drove around amilessly. He was consumed with worry about Julie. Once he started watching for it he caught her talking to Jim quite frequently out front as they both did their morning runs or simply when they were out in the yard.

In regard to Jim he was actually physically afraid. What would sparring with him be like? Just training on the bags or would they actually be on the mats applying holds? Striking?? His mind rolled over the humiliating beatings he had taken in college. Sunday night came all too quickly and that evening while they sat on the couch Julie mentioned that she had bought some gear for him while she had beeen shopping earlier in the day.

“Why did you do that honey, I have some shorts.” “Well i just saw some great stuff. I went to that awesome sporting goods store at the mall to get some new running shorts for myself and they had an entire MMA section. There’s like this whole UFC/fighting sub-culture I had no idea existed. It was so cool. They had great stuff. You’ll have to come with me next time … maybe Jim would like to come?” His stomach twisted at the thought. She patted him on the knee and then got up in a hurry and brought back a shopping back and sat down next to him. She rummaged through the bag and pulled out some black nylon shorts with the UFC logo on the one leg. They were very short and Alex inwardly groaned. He would look ridiculous in those. Then she pulled out a gray muscle shirt .. this one said Ultimate Fight Champion on the chest in big red letters. “Arent’ they awesome honey? They had tons of awesome gloves too .. wasn’t sure if you needed those? I’ve never seen yours … do you have any? Looks like there are all kinds of sparring gloves that looked really cool. I didn’t know they didn’t have fingers in them! Oh … and guess what … I was talking to one of the sales guys who trains for MMA by the way and he says there’s a great UFC fight on pay per view tonight … we’ll have to watch! Haha!” His wife was obviously in seventh heaven. “I also got some things for me you MIGHT see later if you’re good!” He had no idea what that might mean. His mind was fully occupied in other areas.

Julie really was totally engrossed in his upcoming sparring. Alex looked at her questioningly as she continued to show him the new training clothing and talked. Was she excited that he was going to do something “manly” like fight? Was it because Jim was involved? As she continued to show him the outfit she’d bought he wondered if she was buying for him or really was picturing Jim in the outfit? He forced himself to smile. “This is great honey. Thanks.” Maybe if he walked out onto the highway he’d get hit by a car he thought sarcastically.

Alex tried to be busy later when the fights were on but Julie was having none of it. He was forced to sit through two fights. He literally watched each vicious blow and imagined himself on the receiving end. The last fight was actually a female bout and neither of them had ever seen anything like it. Both women were ripped and looked lethal. Julie absolutely loved it and inwardly decided she’d really like to train with Jim but maybe not with Alex … subconciously she was warning herelf off that but she wasn’t exactly sure why. As Alex watched the powerful athletic women trade blows and holds he had the sick realization that either of them could wipe the floor with him in seconds. This just kept getting worse.

That night they both went to bed and Julie made an effort to initiate some fun. He had gone to bed first while Julie performed her nightly bathroom ritual. He was curled up on his side and trying to get to sleep. “Hey hun .. what do you think?” Jim reluctantly turned over. Julie had on a little shiny black g-string and matching black bra. She looked incredible as usual. Her little panties had a TapOut logo right on the center of them. He didn’t know what to say. It was all at once the sexiest outfit his wife had ever worn but the fighting and grappling reference made him think of the next day and he was instantly consumed with loathing …. which totally killed any sexual impulse he might have had. Julie sauntered up to the bed sexily. Alex just turned over on his side. “They are awesome Jules but I’m just really tired tonight and just need some sleep.”

Julie said nothing but he felt her cuddle up next to him from behind … her toned, warm body tight up against his back and legs … after nestling her head onto his shoulder she reached her hand over his slightly pudgy stomach and patted it like the previous evening. “Like i said hon … a soft target we should start working on!” He knew she was trying to be helpful but it was still humiliating as hell. He said nothing. Next she slid her hand down from his stomach and into his underwear and grabbed hold of him. He sucked in his gut as much as possible. She started to stroke him and whispered into his ear, “Thinking of you sweaty in a ring makes me so hot hun. Throwing all those punches … all those sweaty muscles flexing … it drives me wild. You’ll do great. There’s nothing to worry about.” He wondered exactly who’s muscles she was referring too? Rather than finding it stimulating … the discussion made him think of Jim and he was scared to the tips of his toes. He could feel his little dick shrivelling up … despite his wifes’ expert manipulation. Julie noticed too and finally gave up. It was humiliating to have her continue to hold him once he was that tiny … he almost had the feeling it would shrivel back up into his body if it could. It was like his manhood was the physical manifestation of his inadequacy … running and hiding. He felt like a total weakling. And Julie so obviously recognizing his anxiety about fighting Jim was also humiliating.
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Julie finally pulled her hand out of his pants with a snap of elastic but left her arm around him. She quickly fell asleep and he could feel her steady breath on his neck. Alex didn’t get hardly a wink of sleep. The morning rolled around … again he finally had gotten to sleep and woke up late with Julie already out … on her now regular morning run. He dragged himself up and showered .. got ready for work. He didn’t see Julie till he was driving down the street . She was a full 3 miles from the house. She waved as he drove by. She looked awesome .. she was a natural athlete. He spent the whole day in a daze unable to think about anything else. His boss even noticed, asking him if everything was ok at home.

He got a text from Julie about 4:30 “hey hun … ran into Jim he says he’ll see you at the gym at 6:30 … so excited for you!” Alex felt sick. He responded. “ok hun thx”

Alex drove home. He felt dismally tired and had no energy. Julie had left a note that she was out to the grocery but had set his clothes out for him. He went up the stairs and confronted the ridiculous outfit. Putting it on he took a look in the mirror. He did indeed look ridiculous. He began to think about how he could control the upcoming confrontation with his studly younger neighbor. Nothing he came up with seemed plausible. He supposed he could literally be honest and BEG Jim to go easy on him? What would he say? “Have mercy on me man I’m obviously a wimp.” Every day seemed to bring on a new blow to his fragile ego.

Alex began the long walk over to the fitness center. He seemed to get weaker and more demoralized as he got closer. He arrived and gloomily found his way to the little area of the gym with mats. The gym was deserted with most of the lights out. He absently noted that they weren’t kidding when they said they needed to get some more people involved at the community center. Then he heard someone hitting the bags. Hard. He almost shuddered. This area was basically in a corner of the weight room. It was walled off on it’s own … and completely covered in mirrors with a nice wood floor and mats. Around the edges were all kinds of bags of various sizes and a few dummies with torsos that he recognized from his brief fighting career. The center of the room was left open presumably for some light sparring? Jim was pounding away on a heavy bag in a corner. He was working the bag over aggressively and moving his feet and working his way left and right and ducking an bobbing just a bit. He definitely knew what he was doing. He looked coordinated and sure of himself. Ocasionnally he’d throw a kick or a knee. The sound was intimidating. What was more intimidating to Alex was Jim himself. He was wearing some gym shorts and a tank much like Alex’s but that was where the similarities ended. Alex had seen his younger neighbor many times but not like this. Again Alex thought he could be on the cover of a bodybuilding or fitness magazine. The guy was ripped to shreds. His arms and shoulders and legs made Alex feel like a total weakling by comparison.

Jim caught sight of him in the mirror stopped what evidently was his warm up and turned around. Alex got the obligatory once over he was coming to recognize and then Jim grabbed a pair of fingerless sparring gloves and through them over at his feet. “Didn’t bring your own gloves huh?” Jim smirked at his own little joke. Go ahead and put them on and we’ll get this show on the road. Alex felt like a train was heading for him and he was tied to the tracks. He was desperate. This guy could literally kill him. “Hey Jim … why don’t I just hold the bag for you or I can hold the targets while you train it looks like you were already getting a really good workout in. I’ll watch and learn. I don’t think i’ll do you any good if we spar. I”m not really as experienced as Julie thinks.” That was as close to the truth as his ego would let him go. Jim looked at him but instead of the smirk he began to smolder hinting at the violence that seemed right under the surface. At my old gym in LA they used to say that martial arts helped a man discover if he was a beast or a bitch. What are you Alex? What does that athletic young wife of yours think you are?” Jim knew exactly how to manipulate him. Alex bent down and pulled on the gloves.

Alex assumed a fighters stance. “what do we do?” Jim approached him and danced a bit. “why don’t we just do some light striking.” Then without warning Jim shot out a series of jabs … snapping them out fast with just his arms and shoulders. Almost every blow landed. Alex could here the blows actually hitting him. Some hit his shoulders .. a few actually hit his face that stung like hell and one hit his hand as he barely got the hand up to block but Jim’s blow simply pushed his own fist back into his face in pathetic fashion. Jim had a smirk on his face .. and continued to dance around peppering him with blows. He was tireless. It was after about 10 minutes that he went down for the first time. He was basically moving around while Jim chased him trying to minimize the damage when a particular aggressive flurry of punches from Jim simply knocked him on his ass. Jim just looked at him and said “Get up little fella. We’ve just begun.” Jim moved in again and the pounding started all over. A couple of times Alex noticed Jim glancing at the mirrors on the wall and smiling. Alex started to do the same but what he saw was horrifying. It was like a real life version of the kid getting sand kicked in his face by the bodybuilder in the Charles Atlas cartoons.

Suddenly Jim stopped and pulled his gloves off then he began dancing around Alex much faster. “lets try something new Alex. You just try and block” Jim began to dance but instead of punches he started slapping Alex. He was incredibly fast for a big guy. Alex would catch a twitch in Jim’s eye but before he could react jim’s hand hat smacked his cheek. Spit flew out of his mouth and he could feel his face burn. Smack. Smack-smack. SMACK. This treatment was basically all about humiliation. This new beating went on another 10 minutes. The whole ordeal was less than 20 minutes in and Alex already felt so defenceless and outclassed he literally feared for his life. Throughout Alex still maintained a sense that he couldn’t quit. In his mind it was tied up with Julie.

Alex realized that Jim was right about at least one thing. Alex WAS helping him to train. He had been turned into a soft, thin human punching bag for Jim’s workout. Alex’s whole face and upper body stung and his hands and legs felt like dead weight. He hadn’t even thrown a single punch let alone landed one. Next Jim put on a grappling clinic … taking Alex to the mats and putting him into one humiliating submission after another. Alex lost count of the times he tapped out. Crucifixes, arm bars, cross faces, sleepers and things he’d never seen before. Jim was obviously an expert and was loving what he was doing to Alex.

At the end of the hour, Jim got alex onto his stomach and pulled his head and neck back in some kind of a modified camel clutch. Alex was afraid he was going to break his back. Jim had the palms of his hands under his chin and on alex’s cheeks and was compressing them together like a vice. He started to talk to alex while he held him immobile. “well Alex i gotta say … you’re pretty much a bitch aren’t you? I wonder what your wife is imagining happening right now. She seemed awfully excited. Think she envisions you like this? Haha. She looks to be in really good shape man. How DID you ever hook up with her? I think she needs to get in on some of this training. We’ll have to think about that? Hmm. Now you clean up here … put the gear away .. I’ve got to get home and shower for a date. I’ll see you again on Wednesday … 6:30 sharp!” Alex’s mind screamed out at the prospect of that but he said nothing. Jim let go and stood up while alex’s head flopped loosely onto the mat. He felt like a rag doll. Alex managed to slurr out “ofle man … sanks flor the worklout” His cheeks were numb and it was tough to talk.

Jim walked out and after a while Alex dragged himself off the floor and dutifully wiped down the floor and put the gloves away. He made his way home and wondered if he could sneak in … maybe come up with some excuse not to show his face to Julie. How would he explain this obvious beating? She was going to be disgusted with him … maybe ashamed?


Getting home was like the bataan death march. He finally worked his way up the front porch and was trying to get up the stairs when Julie came from the kitchen and caught him on the stairs. “Hey honey .. how did it go I want to hear every detail I’ve been thinking about your little bout all day!” She came around the corner and caught sight of him and her jaw dropped. “Oh my God Alex, are you ok?” “yea honey im fine.” “You don’t LOOK fine?” “No Jules this is just typical for a sparring session … and I’m a bit out of practice .. it’s nothing.” He tried to smile and it hurt to even do that. She cocked her head like she didn’t believe him. He just smiled and went up and took a shower. When he came back down she asked him again about how bad he looked. He assured her it was nothing.

“Well honey you should tell Jim to take it easy on you … or I will! He’s much bigger than you. He shoudln’t beat up on you like that.” Alex cringed a the prospect of her telling Jim to take it easy on her husband. “Honey .. it’s just fine. This is what MMA is all about. I’ts really no big deal.” He didn’t think she really believed him but she was willing to accept that. She curled up with him on the couch and they watched a movie. When they went to bed she gave him another good look over and was again stunned at the bruising on his body. Alex was wearing the ridiculous bikini underwear and as he sat on the edge of the bed his skinny twig legs were looking particularly thin … but his knee hurt like hell and was bruised and had swollen up noticably. Seeing the bruising and swelling where jim had applied some kind of brutal leg lock Julie covered her mouth in shock. Your poor little leg honey … you can’t do this! She reached down and touched his knee and he winced. This wasn’t working out the way she thought it would. He realized she was thinking this was the start of her husband turning into a big he-man and instead he was getting the shit kicked out of him. If anything it was reducing him in her eyes. How did he do this to your knee? “He put my leg in a lock of some kind … I don’t know what it was.” You mean he wrapped your leg up with his? That is just cruel … your legs are obviously not up to that and he knows it.” Alex couldn’t have felt more useless … he laid down and pulling the covers up tried to go to sleep. Julie watched him for a few seconds … and they both went to sleep with their thoughts.
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The weeks rolled by and Jim continued to pummel Alex every other night. As he had stated .. Alex just wasnt cut out for fighting of any kind. He didnt’ get any better. He just got pounded. Jim was careful not to beat him so bad he couldn’t continue but he through him around the gym at will. One night he’d work on a left jab and just keep going with that punch to the side of Alex’s face till it was purple. He was tireless and brutal. Other nights he’d decide it was jab/cross and uppercut to the gut night. He seemed to particularly enjoy working over Alex’s skinny legs. He would use his own muscular legs to lock Alex’s in various excrutiating holds. Figure fours, ankle locks, cloverleafs kneebars and even something Jim told him was something called an indian deahtlock. He seemed to like getting alex’s legs locked up with his and then comparing them while he applied pressure. All he had to do was flex his own muscular legs to produce excrutiating pain in alex’s ridiculously overmatched twigs.

Alex would figure out pretty quickly what was coming but still couldn’t do a damn thing to defend against it. This seemed to give Jim added satisfaction. He really seemed to enjoy the beatings. He almost always talked to Alex about Julie. How attractive she was. He would ask about what sports she played in college … about her jobs. He would also ask about their relationship … how they met … what she liked to do … who she had dated before. Alex responded more as a way of taking Jim off his game but that never seemed to work …. he still ended up beaten to a pulp. He would come home after the workouts … almost always showing signs of the beatings sometimes worse than others.

Alex continued to tell Julie that sparring always resulted in some bumps and bruises. Julie finally stopped asking. She’d see him and just shake her head. One evening after a particularly bad beating (it had evidently been ‘your face is my speedbag’ night) Alex had come down and heard Julie on the phone with another neighbor she had become friendly with at the gym. They were obviously discussing the sparring. Had it become common knowledge in the neighborhood he wondered? “Yep he just got home. He’s taking a shower now. Yea his face was black and blue again. I know! Jim never looks like he’s been touched. Yea, believe me that’s what I tell him. Jim is ripped and muscular. I mean you’ve seen his body right? Yea exactly! I talked to Jim today before his run, his shirt was off and I couldn’t stop staring at the muscles in his arms and thinking those are what’s turning my husbands face to pulp three times a week. I know. He should just tell Jim that they should try some diffferent training. Jim acts totally normal about the whole thing. I dunno. I’ve been thinking about going to the training with them. I asked Jim about it but he said he’d be glad to train us both but I’m not sure I want to actually see Jim do that to Alex. I’ts so demeaning … you know what i mean?”

Alex had been operating under the assumption that Julie had been buying at least part of what he was feeding her. Based on this conversation though it was obvious that she hadn’t bought it for a second. He went quietly back up the stairs and went to bed. His life was becoming one huge ongoing humiliation. He felt hopeless. He had no idea how to extricate himself. And now Julie was going to get involved. He absolutely could not let Julie see Jim wipe the floor with him the way he’d been doing.

The very next day while they were spending the evening watching TV … she sat next to him and putting a hand on his knee she said “honey I was talking to Jim this morning and I know you wouldn’t want me to say anything but I asked Jim what you could do to improve your fighting … Im just so concerned about you when you come home after these beatings … and that’s what they are honey. I wish you’d just quit but since you wont’ … .He started to protest and she looked at him in an exasperated way that made him not bother with any more excuses. He just listened. Jim says you are actually coming along but he mentioned that you simply dont have the kind of muscular development you should and i asked if maybe some weightlifting would help. He said it would for sure. I told him that i had done some lifting in college but I didn’t know if you did. He actually suggested that we should lift together. He thinks you should really focus on your legs (she patted his knee sympahtetically again). He’s noticed how strong my legs are from all my gymnastics and thought I could help most with that. It’s hard work honey but you’ll get there eventually. She paused and watched as Alex looked totally dejected. Look at me honey … I used to have really skinny and weak legs too … but through a lot of work … I built these. Julie patted her own thighs. Alex wondered for the thousandth time in the last month if this whole situation could get more demeaning.

Will you do that with me honey? We can do it on off days from your sparring. It would make me so happy? Jim even gave me some basic exercises and told me where we should be on weights and everything. Alex was speechless and Julie took the silence as an excuse to plow ahead with what was obviously a whole plan she had worked out. Jim suggested a whole program and I wrote it down and then did some research. I even talked to Sue’s and her husband … you met him … Bob … he works out constantly. Anyway … .I’ve got a whole plan layed out. He said you should just focus on the big exercies for now. We’ll do a physical analysis tomorrow so we can have some benchmarks. It’s going to be fun. You’ll see. And also honey … I’ve asked Jim to do some training for me as well … I wanted to see what this MMA stuff is all about. If I know more … maybe I can help? So I’m going to to do that 3 or 4 mornings a week too … I’ll do it really early instead of my runs.

The next day Julie was waiting for him after work. She had him wear the mma shorts and a tank. Alex noticed she had bought some new short shorts herself. Her legs looked even more powerful than he remembered. She had her hair back in a short ponytail … she looked like she knew what she was about. They headed for the gym. Julie had a notebook and when they got there she pulled it out along with a tape measure. First she weighed them both. She was at 143. Alex was at a mere 158. He had actually lost weight in the last few months. Julie didn’t say anything but she seemed grim. Next she measured her thighs … pulling up the shorts and getting the tape around the thickest section and then flexing them … they came out to 24 inches. Walking over and kneeling down she pushed his shorts up really high and wrapped the tape around. Unlike with Julie his leg really didn’t change shape … it seemed to be the same thickness around the top as down at the knee. Julie pulled the tape and asked him to flex his leg which he did producing no change in the tape which read 20 inches. Another horrifying realization for them both.

Alex had the feeling Julie was changing her plan when she stuffed the tape back in the bag and told him that they’d finish the measurements next time but that she had planned to do legs today anway. It was like after measuring his thin leg she figured why measure anything else.

She led him to the squat rack and then loaded a 45 pound weight on either side and then told him about the movement … how to keep his back from arching …. to go all the way down and how to position the bar low on his back. “I’ll demonstrate first with this warmup weight and we’ll go from there.” Alex watched as Julie expertly positioned the bar on her back lifted it easily and then with her legs shoulder width apart slowly bent down all the way to the floor and then smoothly moved back up. Alex was amazed watching her leg muscles ripple and flex as she cranked out repetition after repetition. She was providing him with a running commentary but alex was simply mesmerized by her legs. In no time Julie racked the weight and said “that’s 8 … now you try.”

Alex walked over and got under the bar Julie got behind him and showed him wear to lift it …. alex lifted the weight up and was stunned at how heavy it felt … it ground into the bones of his shoulders … he was unsteady as he inched back. As he went down his legs groaned and creaked …he wasn’t sure he could lift it back up …. with an almighty effort and swaying back and forth he managed to get it back to the top and reracked the weight. He was horrified at his weakness. It turned out that his skinny legs were as weak as they looked. He glanced at Julie but couldn’t make out her thoughts. She just pulled the 45s off and put on 10s instead and had him try again until he could get 8 good reps. Then when it was her turn she put the 45s back on PLUS 25s on either side and proceeded to crank out 8 good reps again. By the time they were done with their 4 sets she was up to 185 compared to his 65.

Julie continued the leg routine she had planned which proceeded much like the squats … him with much lighter weights than Julie had planned and with her doing double what he was capable of. Leg presses, and deadlifts and then finally some lunges. Julie was eerily quiet throughout as well as on the walk home. Alex felt like he could throw up.

When they finally got home … he went straight upstairs stripped down and collapsed into their bed like a rag doll. He felt like he’d been hit by a truck. He barely heard Julie follow him into the room a few seconds later. He heard her rummaging through the closet but was already almost asleep. It had been weeks since they’d had any sex … he had hurt so bad he kept begging off when Julie tried to initiate anything and tonight he was positively dead. Julie came out of the bathroom determined and aggressive. He wasn’t sure if she was feeling sorry for him and for his sad showing at the gym or was thoroughly disgusted but she was aggressive and had decided she was not going to accept no for an answer tonight.

He noticed she was wearing a new tiny blue thong with a Superman logo on the front and no top. She looked awesome but he couldn’t bring himself to think of sex. When he turned away from her she roughly pulled him back over and got on top. This was their normal routine but Alex felt very uncomfortable. It was like Julie was manhandling him and doing it on purpose because she realized she could. Alex thought about resisting but was scared to see what would happen if Julie pressed her case. He was actually concerned she’d prove to be more than he could handle. Squats were tough work and she was still pumped up. Her dark tan skin was glistening with a fine sheen of sweat which he could smell. It was sexy as hell but his little manhood wasn’t prepared to budge. The workout had evidently beat it into submission much like his legs.

The room was dark but the nightlight in the hallway cast a glow into the room and looking up at her above him he could catch glimpses of her abdominal muscles as she breathed. Suddenly he realized his wife was WAY more than he could handle. His self-esteem was reaching new lows. Julie intertwined her legs with his in a way she never had before and began to grind on him as she also stretched out his legs. It was almost like she was pinning him and alex actually wondered if it was a wrestling move of some kind. She was now dominating his legs in bed like she had dominated them at the gym.

Next she reached down and began to manipulate him but Alex couldn’t get his mind off of other things … namely how his wife’s obviously much more powerful and athletic legs had his skinny twigs totally trapped …. as a result he remained depressingly soft. Julie grew increasingly frustrated. He was watching his marriage come apart right in front of him. Julie finally slid up on his chest in a domineering fashion and looked down at him. She was thinking … she began to move higher and higher until she was straddling his head. “you know honey .. there are other things we can do. I know you’ve never like that .. but i’ve always wished you would try. Other couples do it. Will you try for me? I’m starting to think you might be really good at it?” Alex had never the liked the idea of oral sex …. he always thought it would be incredibly demeaning and now after experiencing his weak performance at the gym his wife had concluded he’d be really good at it. “Super” he thought.

Julie wasnt’ going to take no for an answer. She slid even higher .. sliding her crotch onto his face. She reached down and pulled her panties to the side exposing herself on his mouth. She looked down at her husband … his beaten face surrounded by her strong thighs … his mouth covered by her crotch. Their eyes locked and then she felt Alex’s tongue suddenly dart out into her … tentative and halting at first. Then Alex’s hands went to the thighs on either side of his face and grasped hold … and he really got to work. Julie moaned with pleasure and reaching back she grabbed hold of alex’s little manhood and tried to return the favor. Alex looked up at his beatufuil wife then to the Superman logo right in front of his nose … it was pathetically staring him in the face. His wife was definitely the “Superhero” in their house.


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Chapter II - Julie Turns Things Up Another Notch
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Fantastic so far.

How long do you think it will take you to write the next part? I can't wait to read it
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Who knows ... that one has been years in the making LOL ....
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Good story, although to be honest I'm rooting for Alex.
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Great story, loving the build up. Can't wait to see where this goes.

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