The remote grapple

It was a typical boring night as it usually is being the age I am and my dad had just gone out for the night. I was sat watching Q on TV and was starting to get into it when I heard the door go and then the sound of Hannah’s boots hitting the floor as she took them off. Soon after she sat next to me on the sofa.  “how was work?” I asked “crap as always.” Hannah was 19 about 5ft 3in and worked part time in a restaurant. I have always loved her biceps, they were about 10inches big and very defined but I’d never seen her flex once. How she got these awesome muscles was beyond me as she has never exercised in her life. Tonight she was wearing jeans and a denim jacket fresh from work but I didn’t know what she had on underneath. After a couple of minutes she took off her jacket and out the corner of my eye I could see she was sleeveless….Yes. She reached forward to the coffee table picked up the remote and put Kerrang on then turned to me and laughed it was clear she was in a playful mood. “c’mon Hannah give me the remote back” “nope” she smiled. As I reached for the remote she grabbed a cushion and hit me round the head with it. I retaliated with 2 cushions and smothered her to the back of the sofa she began giggling “No you can’t have it, no!” Then I saw it she had the remote in a firm grasp with her right arm fully bent touching her shoulder. I froze for a minute thinking then I looked over and realised that she couldn’t see a thing because her face was sandwiched between a cushion and the sofa. She continued to playfully laugh so I got into position and wrapped my hand round the top of her forearm. Then I slowly stretched her bicep out and it was incredible. She wasn’t even pulling against me because with muscle like Hannah’s when she pulls you no about it. I quickly check if she can see anything and her head hasn’t moved an inch. “Let go of the remote Hannah” “No! never ha ha ha” To my delight she doesn’t seem bothered and that she could do this all day so I continue extending the genetically gifted bicep. Sooner or later she’s going to want her arm back and who could blame her so I waited holding her arm still while the rest of her body struggled to get free. Still she didn’t feel it necessary to use her bicep even though she held the remote in that hand. Then before I knew what was happening she had thrown her arm back to its original bent position at her shoulder. Great! She had finally started resisting. She still continued giggling so I grabbed her forearm but this time she was ready and as soon as I laid a finger on her she tensed her bicep in preparation. I began applying pressure and so did Hannah but because of her awkward position she couldn’t keep her arm from extending. Soon I had her bulging bicep at a right angle and I begin thinking why she doesn’t show off about her muscles. Then in between laughs she say’s “C’mon muscles!” and then she pulls with every effort. I sit amazed as her bicep changes from gifted to athlete standard of muscle but still she can’t close the gap I created. It’s like have my own perfect arm wrestling match and the odds are with me. Throughout the whole event she stubbornly keeps hold of the remote that I don’t give a crap about anymore. This is now going on for a bit and I’m thinking pretty soon she gonna something’s up so I quickly snatch the remote and sit back in my original place. Hannah finally stops giggling and does the same. I think that I’ll watch Q more often