I had been dating Clare for 4 years. We lived together and had a great relationship. For the past 6 months, Clare had made a friend from her work called Freda. I had only met her briefly once when I picked up Clare from the pub, but over the weeks, Clare had been spending more and more time with her and I didn’t like it.
They both went to the gym 4 nights a week. That was cool as Clare had become quite fit and toned and I liked that look. But as well as that, they would have sleepovers at her house, and they seemed to be on the phone, or texting 24/7. I guess I was jealous, and a little suspicious of why they spent so much time together. Whenever I brought the subject up, Clare would tell me to stop being so silly.
It was one Thursday, and Clare had gone to the gym, and had left her phone at home. I decided to read through some text messages on there.
I continued to read, and there were more messages of the same theme. Was Clare having an affair with a female?
When Clare got home, I told her I didn’t want her to see Freda anymore. Clare protested and we had a full on argument. We had never really argued since we had been together, but this was a passionate one. She really did want to see Freda, fuelling my suspicion even more.
Weeks passed and the situation continued, so I confronted her again.
I told her that I thought she was too friendly with Freda, and this caused Clare to go beserk.
She said that the idea was ludicrous, but that she would be forgiven for looking at Freda as she offered more than I did?
What did that mean? I had no idea, but I was hurt.
I grabbed my phone and texted Freda.
“Hey, stop seeing Clare, I am sick of your neediness. Get your own boyfriend and leave my girlfriend alone”
There was no reply.
2 days later, Clare had gone to work when there was a knock on the door. I opened it and there was Freda.
Freda was tall at 5’10, but used to be pretty stringy in her appearance. While Clare had been doing cardio to death at the gym, it was obvious that Freda had been hitting the weights as her arms bulged out to the side in her sleeveless top.
She pushed past me to let herself into the house.
I began to issue the repeated demand for her to stay away, but she stopped me in my tracks.
“Listen Pete, Clare was sick and tired of dating a wimp, so she came to me for what you couldn’t give her”
WHAT???? Freda lifted her sleeveless arms and did a double bicep. Her arms were gigantic. I was looking at 14 inches of rock solid muscle, and they were dramatised by the number of veins running all over like a series of roads on a map.
I was shocked.
Freda laughed.
She went on to tell me that in order for me to still date Clare despite her infidelity, I too had to cheat to even things up. Freda knew I wouldn’t cheat free willed, and she planned to force me to. Freda had huge arms, bigger than mine without doubt, but force me to have sex? Surely that was impossible.
Without warning, she grabbed my round the throat with her hand. Her grip was incredible. I grabbed her forearm with my 2 hands, it was like an iron rod and I couldn’t get her hand to release. She pushed me back up against the wall and began to laugh. I was going bright red as I struggled to breathe. She was pinning me one handed, using her free hand to unbutton my trousers. I couldn’t breathe let alone tell her to stop.
She smiled as she pulled out my erect penis. Her muscles were having the effect she wanted. She must have sensed my eyes closing as she let me go as I gasped for air and slumped at her feet.
How pathetic must I have looked, slumped at the feet of a girl 7 years my junior. I got to my hands and knees and went to stand up when she pushed on my shoulders keeping me kneeling. She ordered me to feel her quads. I refused at first, but she threatened to choke me out again, so I put my hands on her quads as she tensed them up. Steel did not do them justice, they were solid.
Again, she laughed and informed me that she wanted me to feel how hard they were before they hurt me. Upon hearing this threat, I made a run for it. Quite where I was headed, I have no idea. It mattered not, I didn’t get far as she tackled me to the floor and in a flash, had the rock hard quads around my waist and I was yelling in agony.
“Ow arghhh, please, arghhhhh”
I must have sounded like a right wimp. I tried to prise her free, but it was pointless. Her legs were all muscle, rock solid. I may as well have been trying to fight against an industrial vice.
Again, I verged on passing out when she let up. I lay on my back, panting for breath. My penis was still hard and sticking up out of my unbuttoned fly.
Freda smiled.
“It’s time”
I had no energy to move or put up a fight. Freda took off her pants and knelt over me.
“This won’t hurt much”
I raised my hands, but she grabbed my wrists and pinned my arms effortlessly.
“Please don’t do this”
For the next 10 minutes, Freda rode me hard. I tried to get free but it was futile. She was so strong, her huge glistening muscles banging into me with each movement.
Eventually, Freda stood up, I lay with my own bodily fluids over me.
Freda smiled. Now you know why Clare likes to see me too. I won’t steal her completely, but I will continue to see her, and maybe you as well.
Freda left and I had to compose myself for when Clare got home…..