Susan wanted more                         By HAA

 

I was resting after my match with my ex when I heard Pam calling ….. “Hey dad, how about my turn?”  Pam came strolling into the den wearing jeans shorts, like mom, and her old college sweatshirt.

 

“Ok, I think I have rested long enough”. Pam had always been my special little girl. She is tall 5’ 10”. Lean with a runner type physique for she runs about five miles a day. She was never a tom boy or sport minded so I couldn’t figure that she could be that strong. As we seated at the table she smiled and noted that “Mom has been a good teacher and mentor – let’s see if I have been a good pupil.”

 

As I readied myself,  she pulled off the sweatshirt revealing a tank top that certainly emphasized her arms and shoulders. For a moment I caught myself just staring at my “little” girl, now a woman who had filled out with sculpted shoulders, full arms and sinevy forearms. “Well how do I look?  Mom has worked with me over the past two years and I love the results.”

 

Pam placed her arm on the table and as Susan watched we began to battle. I felt we were pretty evenly matched and for some time we each inched back and forth, no one gaining much advantage. I could see her bicep swelling as the pressure increased, but I was unable to make much ground. “Come on dad, give me some competition.” Pam pleaded. Susan chimed in as she intently watched the match progress. “Ok honey keep him working, I know that he will weaken. You will feel his arm starting to give and then you will realize he is yours! He has always been a strong starter then he fades as you grow stronger. Well, well, dad, how does it feel to be losing to your daughter?”     

 

“Cool it – I haven’t lost yet and I can feel her arm ready to go down. Just watch” …. With that I made a surge and had the advantage …. Only she stopped me and held our arms down at an angle, secure, but certainly to my advantage – so I thought.

 

“Just concentrate dear, he can’t hold out much longer. Pull, let him feel those muscles.”  I could hardly believe it, Pam was moving my arm steadily to the center, now over the top, NOW down. In one smooth motion she pulled my down to the table – another victory for the women.

“Well that was easy” Pam responded. “Say bring the another one over here and let’s watch him lose.” Pam was radiant now, she was on top of the world and could barely contain her excitement. “Oh, Ok pop, take a look at what I have become.” And with that she tightened  her fist and as she watched proudly, she flexed her right arm “Oh yea – oh by the way, my left arm is stronger – can you believe it?”     

 

Pam was right there in front of me, flexing and strutting her stuff _ “Where is David – I want him now.”

 

David came over to the table, I slid over and as he sat down he looked at his wife ….. “do I get a head start?” he asked. “Certainly”, was the reply. We can try and make this as competitive as possible”.  Pam laid back her wrist some 45 degrees and they clasped hands. “When ever you are ready” ,,,,    As I watched, Susan started them and within twenty seconds Pam had her husbands arm flat on the table. This time she stood and as she stared at David, as serious as she could be, she flexed a double bicep shot, posed, stared him down and softly told him”Tell dad who is the head of this family and tell him why.”

 

David replied “Your daughter is so strong, just look at those arms and legs. I have tried to match her muscles, but I am not strong enough, She always wins when we arm wrestle, I am not a match for such a woman. I can only hope that I please her in other ways, for she is superior to me … so strong I can only envy her muscles as she dominates our relationship. My friends see her and can only admire how much she has grown over the past year … my friends wives wish they could be like her. Pam I love you and am so thankful your mother has such a great influence in our lives.”

 

Wow, I was dumbfounded. There before me was my little girl, now a woman and my ex-wife proudly flexing together … what a sight.

 

Susan  came over to me, are  you ready for another match? Go over to the table and let’s see how you can do now that you have rested.” Pam start us again and Sue placed her arm flat down on the table in the losing position – “Go ahead I am going to let you start and if you can hold my arm down for only five seconds, I will do any thing you want!”

 

What a deal I thought, five seconds is nothing and I can regain some of my esteem. With that I grasped her hand and told Pam to count five seconds. “One, two, three …” I could feel her pressure, Four, suddenly her arm began to rise. Damn she was moving me upwards. “Hey what is the  problem? Susan chirped, “I guess you aren’t strong enough” .  I had to admit her muscular arm was gaining all the advantage as much as I strained, I was no match for her. Slowly with the encouragement from our daughter, Susan pulled me down to yet another defeat.

 

“Well you missed another opportunity, no big easy tonight. Just a minute,” she declared, “I need another declaration of my victory. Without another word, I knelt once again, kissed her foot and she purred “Tell your daughter how it feels.”

 

“Your mother is the strongest woman I have ever known. There is no way I can or have been as strong as she is ….. I can only hope that I never forget that feeling I feel as she proves her dominance once again. Please honey, listen to your mother, watch her, and follow her example.” With that I leaned over and kissed her foot in allegiance to the female superiority in our family.

 

“Thank you dad. I really believe I have become a full woman today and I can assure you that I will treat David as he deserves,  he will respect me and my strength ….. hell, I may even have his mother-in-law over every week just to prove the point.”   

 

Pam smiled as she called, “David, your turn again!”