Pam’s Surprise - Hal
It has been three months since my last visit at Thanksgiving and
this business trip allowed me to spend another couple of days with my daughter.
Susan was nice enough to pick me up at the airport and on the way to the hotel
mentioned that she would like to take my by her gym for a surprise. As we
walked in she told me that Pam, my daughter, was just completing her work out
and was looking forward to her surprise.
Susan called to her and as she walked across the gym I could see my
little girl was growing up – she was already buffed at the holiday, but now she
was showing muscle I had never seen before. “Well great to see” she said, “what
do you think? Mom has me working so hard at the gym I think I live here now.”
I was very pleased, Pam is almost six feet tall and a small boned
physique, but now she was filling out in all the right places and she looked
terrific. “I am just finishing my sets and I’ll meet you in a few minutes. Hope
you are not too tired from the trip, we may have to have another arm wrestle -
you feel strong enough?” I looked over at Susan and she was nothing but smiles
from ear to ear. “I guess you better get ready, your daughter will not take no
for an answer!”
In a few minutes Pam came over and as she toweled off she told me
how much she enjoyed these work outs. “The results are very pleasing and I can
see the look that I am striving to achieve. It has been fun to feel my strength
grow, even in the few weeks since you have been here. Actually I am driving
David’s BMW now and I have bet him that if he can beat me at arm wrestling he
gets his car back. Every time we wrestle I set the keys to his car on the table
next to where my arm would go if he won and as he toils at the match I just let
him know that the car is just so close, yet so far away. Pop, I guess I
have a new car and there is no way he gets it back.”
As we headed for the door Pam slipped on her sun glasses and then
“Oops, I almost forgot, we need to go over to that table and see how strong dad
is today or maybe see how strong his little girl is.” Pam has the great build
where as she looks athletic, she is not cut and until she
flexes or tenses her muscles they are not as apparent. But as I was
about to witness, when she flexes the muscle is very apparent, and she loves
that look. Susan got us two chairs and dad and daughter faced off. Miss
cool with the shades and gleaming from the gym sweat placed her arm on the
table “Remember how I told you my left arm is stronger than the right,
let’s see how you do – maybe Ill even give you a head start. No, I’ll tell you
what, I am going to lay my arm on the table and then we will see – that should
be about fair.”
With that Pam rested her arm on the table and awaited me to join
hands. I looked at Susan and she was laughing, “Hal you are in for your
surprise, this girl has spunk.” As we got ready to start I glanced up and
there were about six or seven girls from the gym who had stopped their
workouts so they could see Pam and her dad go at it … “So I see we have an
audience” I asserted, “Does anyone give me a chance?”
No one spoke up, so Susan started the match. At first I could feel
her pressure, but little action, then as I watched Pam’s left bicep reacted to
her demand and up came my arm. I really strained to control the movement, but
she kept coming. The girls were now cheering her on and we almost even up, when
Pam relaxed a little and simply held us vertical. “Hey dad, I need for you to
try harder, these girls can give me a batter test than you are. I thought you
were strong, but I guess not strong enough for your little girl. Wow, look at
this arm work and with that Pam flexed her right arm, “Look over here, after I
win lefty we can try the other arm. How does it feel to be totally over powered
by your daughter?”
I was trying to concentrate on the left arm and simply acknowledged
my effort by a long hard groan. “Hang in there dad, I am almost ready to finish
the job. “ she reached up tilted her sun glasses on her head and blowing me a
daughterly kiss, pulled my arm to the table. The audience responded in cheers –
girl power one yelled , another something about female muscles …. I don’t know.
All I was worried about was whether or not we were going to wrestle right handed
or maybe I could be spared another humbling experience.
Pam stood up acknowledging the girls approvals and declared another
triumph for womanhood. As we walked to the door she said, “Thanks for for being
a good sport, I hope that you approve.” I told her that never doubt the beauty
of being strong and certainly I was confident enough in my manhood that I can
realize the reality of my daughter being stronger.
“Dad, I appreciate your being here and I can give you a lift to the
hotel in my new car. By the way, mom also has a surprise for you … I guess that
will be after dinner.”