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Just a quick
but kind of cool story to tell...Last weekend I wanted to check some stuff
out of the local branch of the library here and realized that I lost my
library card. I thought that I had better go to the library and take care of
it (so that somebody would not check out 1000 books or tapes in my name!)
Anyway, I went to the library (sleeveless, of course, since you never know
when a female muscle opportunity can present itself). I was specifically
wearing (which is an important part of this story) one of those sleeveless
turtleneck "muscle sweaters" that they now have for guys which I
bought to wear for the "gas station muscle" girl that I have been
telling you about. By the way, that shirt worked like a charm with her and I
have a great (and long) story about my last meeting with her (which,
unfortunately, I probably will not be able to post since I understand that the
site is closing down.) Anyway, as I have said in the past, I have a really
small muscle which looks even smaller in this kind of shirt (I'm not really
sure why) which proved to be a benefit in this case as I will describe below!
Anyway, I went into the library (a small branch) and told the woman at the
front counter that I needed to report a lost library card and wanted to get a
new one. She then told me that I would have to go see a woman by the name of
Sandi who was sitting in a very small office at the end of the hall. I went
down there, knocked, and a feminine voice told me to "come in". I
went in, sat down, and got a look at Sandi. She looked to be in her early
30's (maybe be 8 or 9 years older than me). But most importantly, she looked like
she had an impressive upper body (muscle wise) due to the breadth of her
shoulders, thickness of her arms, etc. However, she was wearing a light
jacket over a shirt (all I could tell about the shirt was that it had a
turtle neck collar). At that point, I began thinking that maybe she was
wearing a sleeveless muscle sweater like mine and I was hoping that, at some
point, she would take off that darn jacket so that I could see. She then
introduced herself and asked me to wait a minute since she had to take some
books out to the front counter to be checked back in. These were very large
books and, to my surprise, she picked them all up in one stack (as she did
this, her sleeves tightened and I wished that I could watch those muscles in
action). I was not anywhere strong enough to lift all of those books at once
and I knew that this woman must have some serious muscle (which I just had to
see!)
Anyway, she came back, I told her my story, she
fixed the card, and (since the library was not busy) began to make some small
talk with her. I then decided to "dive in" and see if I could get
her to remove her jacket. I didn't really know how to do this so I simply
took the "direct approach" and said, "I happened to notice how
easily you lifted all of those books - you must be pretty strong!" I
then said, "I don't think that I could have lifted them." To my
delight, she took a great interest in this (and was "studying" my
arms at the same time which she could see because I was sleeveless). To my
surprise, she then said, "Oh, I bet you could - make a muscle and let's
see." WOW, did this surprise me and I gladly flexed for her. My muscle
was small and she knew it but didn't say anything although she leaned over
and felt the top of it as I flexed. She then asked if I had ever considered
taking up weight training. I told her that I had tried it but that it didn't
seem to help. She responded by saying that, "Well, you have to stick
with it - it takes time - it took me a few years to get where I am". I
then began to get even more interested and (after thinking about it for a
moment) simply said, "Is your muscle bigger than mine? Too bad you
aren't sleeveless like me so that I can see it!" She then thought for a
minute, looked around, and said "Well, I usually keep ‘covered up' but
since nobody's around and you seem pretty cool, I'll show you". With
that, she took off her jacket (YES!) and to my delight was also wearing a
sleeveless turtleneck muscle sweater very similar to mine. But what arms! I
would guess that they had to be about 15 - 16 inches (MUCH bigger than mine)
and with a large vein running across the top of each with two smaller veins
coming off the larger one. She then raised her right arm and flexed. I was in
awe as a big, round, pumped muscle rose from her arm which had a small split
in it near the top (she was pretty well defined). She then pumped her flex a
few times (she had obviously done this "routine" before) which
seemed to make the muscle thicken around the middle and I asked if I could
feel it. She smiled and said "Go Ahead!" and I put my hand on her
muscle which was thick, hard, and very round with large tendons that seemed
to pull with great strength as she flexed. Feeling that muscle swell in my
hand was a truly awesome experience, to say the least. Then, a female co-worker
of hers came and, saw us, and said "Sandi, are you showing off
again!?" We both laughed and I said, "Well, she's got me beat"
and I flexed again while putting my arm next to hers. For what seemed like
about 30 minutes we all stared at both of our muscles in the room and the
size difference between hers and mine was amazing. This woman was obviously
much superior to me in both size and strength. Then, her co-worker said,
"You're just about the only guy in here that hasn't gone into a jealous
rage over this! - you must be pretty cool". With that, the co-worker
left and I asked her what that statement meant. She explained that she had
developed her muscle to be so large that she was bigger and stronger than all
of the male employees at the bank who resented it very much. When she would
go sleeveless (which she told me she almost always did at first) and would
lift anything her muscle would expand and be larger than those of all of the
men would couldn't stand it. She then decided to
"cover up" whenever possible to avoid "controversy". I
told her that she should lose the jackets and go sleeveless all the time (and
the heck with the jealous co- workers). I then said that I didn't even own a
shirt with sleeves (which is really true) and, if I had a muscle like hers, I
wouldn't even think of covering up. I also said that, when I go sleeveless, I
got the opposite effect - women are always flexing to show how much more
muscular they are than me! She got a good laugh out of that and told me that
I had a great attitude and thanks for the compliments. I then went over to
another stack of books that she had on the floor and said "Let's see if
I can do this". I tried to pick up the stack like she did by holding the
bottom with one arm (my right arm) while balancing the top with other.
However, I couldn't do it as my muscle just wasn't strong enough. She went
over an picked it up like it was nothing. I watched
her right muscle (the one that was doing the work) and gasped as it bulged
way out. Her muscle was incredibly thick and veiny and I could only imagine
how much power that muscle could produce. I then told her (as I had told the
"gas station girl") that if somebody just saw each of our muscles
(without seeing who was "attached" to them), they would think that
I was the girl and she was the guy since this was how it really looked! She
got a great laugh out of this, and then said that she said that she had to
get back to work and wished me "good luck" with the new library
card. I was dying to arm wrestle her, but the timing just wasn't right. If I
could think of a reason to go back and ask, I would, but that's the way it
worked out. We then both walked out of her office in our sleeveless shirts
(she forgot to put her jacket back on) and got quite a few stares as people were
obviously "comparing" us and expressing surprise at the sight of a
male and female side-by- side in identical shirts with the female having the
larger and more developed muscles! Anyway, another true story for you all and
any comments would be welcome.
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