Sara Part 5
Sara and I continued
our adventures together, taking in more baseball games, I attended my first
bodybuilding contest with her (non-competing in it), we still had the
occasional armwrestle, which I still come out of with a bruised fist. We took
long walks together after work, hand in hand for hours, laughing and bonding.
Before we knew it it was fall and the weather was starting to change and my
office was having an office party for workers and their dates. The company goes
all out and rents a golf country club and everyone is expected to dress nicely.
So I asked Sara if
she's like to go, "I'd love to and meet the people you work
with" she said enthusiastically. "Just do me a favor and do too
much damage" I joked. "No, I'll leave that for you when we get
home" she grinned. As the days past by Sara and I went shopping for some
clothes to wear, we picked out a nice black suit for myself which she, to my
suprise, was really turned on by. Next was her turn and after trying out a few
dress that would blow everybody away, her arms would have been up front and
personal with everyone and her back surely would be drving me crazy all night
watching every move she made, she settled on something a little different.
The night of the party
arrived and I was all ready to go in my suit and I sat on Sara's couch waiting
for her to finish getting ready. "Ok, I'm ready", I stood up and
turned around to see her. Sara was wearing a beautiful black dress that came
down to her knees, still showing her great calves, and was considered
sleeveless although at the top of the shoulder were straps of cloth that flowed
down her arms, almost like a curtain, hiding those great biceps. With her arms
down you couldn't tell a damn thing. She had her hair pulled back and up
and the neck part of her dress scooped right to the breast, of what a sight of
those pecs!! "So do you like it?" she asked. "Of
course, you look lovely!!". With that she brought her arms up and
flexed, her biceps rising out of the straps in all their glory. Oh what a
woman!!
We arrived at the
clubhouse and I checked our coats and we stood around a little while admiring
the artwork in the hall. "Some of these sculptures certainly are
amazing", "You are indeed" I said as I stared at her, she obviously
didn't hear me. We saw some more of my coworkers arriving so we decided into
the banquet room and we grabbed some wine from a passing waiter.
"Hopefully we won't need too much of this" Sara said smiling. We
worked our way around the room, mostly seeing people I don't know very
well until we hit the finance table. There were four of my co workers
who I knew best, my boss Bob and his wife. And two other accountants from my
department, Mike and Andy and both their wives. Everyone got up and
shook hands introducing everyone, it was actually rather comical.
So we sat and everyone started to chitchat about work, lives, family,
sports.
All the ladies got up
and went to the restroom to do the "girl thing" and all three guys
turned to me and basically said "Good lord she's soo cute
Scott!!"..."and strong" I murmured, "How is that?"
Mike asked somewhat quizically. "She's pretty small at what...5-1,
5-2?", "That doesn't mean a thing" I said, trying not to smile
too much. "Well, I don't know about that," Mike said, "but she's
got great legs and a great rack". The women arrived back and Mike, who's
about 6 feet, 175, decent shape in a runners body turned to Sara and said
"So Scott made a comment that you're a little strong thing", she
blushed and turned to me somewhat annoyed. "Yea, I guess you can say
that" she said. "So if it from lifting all those heavy bedpans at the
hospital?" he said. Mike's wife then elbowed him in the stomach,
"excuse him, he's only kidding with you". "Oh, that's ok"
said Sara, "I'm use to getting comments about it". "About
what?" one of the other wives asked. I looked at Sara, "go aheard and
show them sweetie". Sara brought her right arm up parallel to the table,
pulled the straps on her sleeve to the side with her left hand and revealed her
bicep and started to flex it to everyone's amazement. I noticed all the men at
the table readusting themselves a few times, including myself. "Oh my god
Sara!!", "That bicep is bigger than my husbands..and your own
boyfriends!!!". " I know" she said smiling, "isn't it
great!!!" all the women laughed with that. Sara went on to flex both her
arms and talk about her bodybuilding for the next 45 minutes.
I went up to the bar
to get some drinks and was joined by Mike, "you know I was just kidding
right", " I think Sara looks great". "Don't worry about
it" I said, "she knows too". So he said a little more in a
whisper, "so what's a woman like that like in bed", I just smiled
"I"m not going to go there" I said, "that's between her and
I". "Fair enough" he said, "but I still don't think she's
that strong, those muscles look like they're just for show". Rolling my
eyes, "come on" I said and we headed back to the table. "So
Sara, Mike here thinks that you're really not that strong". He sat down
next to her and put his arm up on the table, "how about it dolly",
Mike's wife was now rolling her eyes too, then she said "Sara, put his arm
through the table". Sara looked and smiled at Mike, "All right big
guy, let's see what you got". They locked hands and Mike's wife yelled go.
They started off at the top position holding steady, I knew she was playing
with him, she just stared intently at his face "she said to start,
didn't you hear?" Mike's forhead was already sweating as he struggled
to keep in the starting position and Sara looked over at his wife, who had a
big smile on her face, and said "through the table you said?" With a
sudden flex of her arm Sara had thrown his hand against the table, but didn't
go through it because of the thickness of the wood. Mike yelled in pain and
Sara let go of his hand. As he brought his hand up we all stared in amazement
and there were little cracks in the wood where his hand had been. Indeed Sara
had tried to put him through the table. Meanwhile Mike's wife whispered into
Sara's ear "thanks for putting him in his place", "No
problem!!" she smiled as she looked over at me.
We spent the rest of
the night mingling and Sara did a lot more flexing for curious people and evern
armwrestled a few more times. As we left Sara turned to me, "so are you
ready for our own private party when we get back
home?"...........................