I love my Thanksgiving …. By HAA

 

This holiday was very special for me and the family. My wife and I have been divorced for twelve years and this year she was going to be at my daughters for the holiday and since I am still single I was invited to share the day. My wife and I were married for 16 years and raised our daughter and had many good times. My ex-wife was an athlete in college and I was immediately attracted to her 5’8” frame which was molded by many years of competitive swimming. She loved to work out, swim, and compete with anyone at any thing. After the birth of our daughter she became obsessed with her physical fitness and the gym was a great part of her life. Since a teenager I have been attracted by strong women and always attempted to have girl friends arm wrestle and demonstrate their strength. So as to please myself, I often let them win so I could experience the thrill of a strong girl. That translated over to marriage and after Susan began to work out seriously I worked at getting her to compete with me in tests of strength. Since she had such a competitive nature it wasn’t long before she began to accept my challenges.

 

All in fun, we began with arm wrestling and later I was able to encourage her to submission wrestling as well. She never liked to lose so she readily worked at becoming stronger so she could win all our contests. Over the years she became stronger and stronger and my play acting became less necessary and finally she indeed became the stronger partner. I shared my delight at her prowess and we created scenarios of her physical dominance both in private and later we shared with friends and family. We had ups and downs as many married couples, yet we shared all our lives for almost 16 years. At that time she informed me that she preferred her girl friends to me and the marriage was to be dissolved.

 

Susan moved away and created a new life and took her physical ability into becoming a personal trainer. Our daughter, Pam, was married and they both moved to Florida where they could enjoy the sun and outdoor activities. Her business grew and she opened a gym where she encouraged other women to become stronger and a dominate force with their partners. I had heard about her from my daughter, but we had not contacted each other since the divorce. 

 

When I arrived on Thanksgiving I was looking forward to seeing the family and seeing how may ex looked now that she was 48 years old and reaching that mature age. As I was reclining on the couch she entered the room along with my son-in-law and my daughter. I was not the least bit disappointed. She stood tall, broad shoulders and her athletic appearance was still there – a strong beautiful woman – I was still in love with that powerful  woman. We hugged and our Thanksgiving dinner shortly followed. I could hardly take my eyes off of her for the next several hours and I am sure that she was aware of my attention.

 

As we sat in the den relaxing my day became even better.  Susan suggested we take a walk to let the dinner settle and I readily accepted. As we waked along she exclaimed: “It’s driving you crazy isn’t it?”. I was taken back for a moment and finally asked her what she was talking about.  “Wouldn’t you like to see how strong I am today?  My clients have really been encouraging me to keep in shape and I can feel your eyes wanting to know just how strong I am. I can assure you that not only can I still beat you at arm wrestling, I can do it with ease. I am stronger than ever and my girl friends love it and I still love being  strong!” I have to admit that I was very pleased, she looked great, she dominated the situation and never shied from expressing her ability to prove her strength. Before I could respond, she continued … “When we get back to the house we will have a little contest and Pam can decide who is the strongest. In fact she and David (our son-in-law) can share the experience of watching us wrestle.

 

I was almost speechless as I contemplated the next few minutes. “Sure, let’s see what the years have done to you, I always loved the challenges you provided and don’t forget that I wan my share of our matches.”  Susan stopped and looked straight at me “Be prepared - you have no idea how strong I am and I will take pleasure in showing you that I am still superior to you – you are still the weaker sex!”

 

As we entered the house the kids were waiting and Susan was pumped “Pam you won’t believe this but your dad wants to arm wrestle me!

Remember I told you years ago we used to wrestle and he still thinks that he can win – what a joke. You guys find us a table and I will be there in a minute.  Susan left the room and David pulled up an old refurbished sewing table and chairs – “Are you sure you want to do this? He asked.

I assured him that I was still sane and could not be intimidate by my ex-wife, “Hey this is only in fun.” I explained.

 

Susan and Pam returned shortly. Her mother had changed her dress for some jean cutoffs and a tee shirt – muscles look better on a woman embossed on the front. I choose a chair and settled in and waited for my opponent to sit down. Susan looked at Pam and my daughter said “Go ahead mom, show dad a little flex before you guys start – I want to see his eyes as be watches you strut your stuff.” With that Susan rolled up the sleeve on her right arm and as she looked at her bicep, she flexed.  As she watched the muscle dance up and down, she twisted the fist and the bicep swelled and relaxed, swelled and relaxed. I was floored; she had never had that defined a bicep before, and now at 48, WOW. Susan was now laughing … “There is no way you can match this arm. I am 15” solid and I haven’t lost an arm wrestling match in years. Right David? Tell your father-in-law about our matches. How many times have you beaten me?  Tell him your wife can beat you as well!”         

 

David was silent, Susan walked up to him and flexed again, “You guys are pathetic. When will men understand that a woman can and should be the stronger sex and we will and will always let you know who is superior.” I could see David’s mother-in-law was dominated him and as Pam watched she took his hand and placed it on her bicep. “Feel this arm, you will never be this strong and I will see to it that your wife and I will always remind you of it!”

 

I was aghast, my wife had never been this forceful in our relationship and yet I believed every word she uttered. David cleared his throat, “Yes mam.” With that Susan sat down at the table and we clasped hands. I looked over at Pam and she said “Mom, you show him”. We were tensed together and I watched as her muscle grew – we were at a stand off, or so I thought – but as the seconds passed I soon realized that she was simply holding my arm straight “Feel that?  When Pam tells me, I will take you.” She looked terrific, in total control and then I heard my daughter – “OK, show him now.”  With that my arm was defeated, as hard as I strained I was unable to stop her.

 

Susan sat back in the chair and as she rolled up the other sleeve, she flexed a double bicep pose. “Go ahead and feel this muscle. There is no way you will ever be able to be this strong and I want to know how it feels to loose to a woman so much stronger than you and so much more powerful than either of you men. I expect you to admit I am your master and now and forever you will do as I say.”

 

I watched as she flexed several times, then standing she approached me and with her arms on her hips, said” You will show your daughter and me that I am stronger than you – now bend down and show my that respect.”  My ex then pushed me down to my knees and pointed to her feet, “Kiss it” . I immediately realized the fun was over for me and I needed to obey at once. I knelt down and kissed her foot and I her Susan tell Pam how she always was superior to her dad and he should realize her dominance. As I looked up at Susan, she again flexed her right bicep and laughing said “I love it, I have waited all these years to show him the true me and now I honestly feel.”

 

As I watched she reached down and pulled me up so we were eye to eye “How many times did you beat me at arm wrestling?”

 

I gulped, “Actually I never won, you were always able to win and when we wrestled, I had to submit to your holds over and over again. Please let me feel those biceps one more time.”

 

Susan smiled, “Sure, and next time we will let you try Pam to see who is stronger”

 

With that I squeezed her arm as she flexed and relaxed releasing that indeed my ex was a superior woman, willing and able to demonstrate that superiority at any time, any where. I could hardly believe what she had just said. “did you say I was to arm wrestle Pam next?”

 

“Sure, why not? David knows how strong she is, now you need to feel the strength of the next generation!”

 

I really do love these Thanksgiving dinners.