It was a hot summer day and I was on my way home from work with a bicycle. As I was cycling, I noticed that on the driving lane there was a woman wearing a sturdy looking bra. Her upper body was pretty much otherwise bare. Even at a distance I could see how muscular she was. For some reason I got an obsession in my head to follow her. I had to use the drag of cars to my advantage to stay within seeing distance of her.
Despite using this kind of tactic, I was pushing myself to my limits. I had never thought I could maintain such speeds but the only mission in my head was to follow her and eventually talk to her. She pulled over on a gas station. I tried to catch my breath at a distance as she was filling the tank. When she was about to leave, I cycled next to her and said sounding as cool as I could “nice bike.”
She turned her serious looking face toward me. Her body was covered in sweat and veins were popping out of her arms. “So, you’re the guy who has tried to keep up with me. I’m actually quite impressed. Not many would be able to perform such a feat. Even with the help from car drags. As you went through such a trouble, I’m guessing you wanted to say something more than just compliment my bike?”
I admitted that she had caught my eye and I wanted to ask if we could go on a date. She got off her bike, walked to me and leaned onto my bike’s handlebar. I got a really good close-up view of her muscular upper body. “Think you’re big enough of a man to handle a woman like me? I must admit that this is the most trouble anyone has gone through to ask me out. And as I said I’m impressed. So, you’ll have your date. You know the Drunk raccoon? How about today at eight?”
I nodded to her. She got on her bike and I had time to glance at her skintight pants. I hadn’t really noticed it before but her quads were massive. She surely didn’t skip her leg days. “Don’t be late. I’m not one to wait on guys”, she said and drove away. She offered one last treat as she deliberately raised her ass up from the bike when she turned her head and glanced at me. Letting me have a nice look at it.
My first challenge was completed. I had managed to create a contact with her but there was still plenty to be done so that I could maintain her interest. I was quite nervous when I walked into the Drunk raccoon ten minutes before eight. The bar was clearly in favour of motorists. I felt being a bit out of place in my collared shirt and fine jeans.
The bartender looked at me a bit strangely but gave me my order. I felt like people around the bar were looking at me. I was actually less nervous when I saw Marina walking into the bar. This time she had covered her upper body and she was wearing a tight shirt that still gave out her forms nicely.
She seemed to be amused when she saw me “Judging by what you’re wearing I’d say you’ve never been to this bar. I guess it’s my fault for not telling you. Sorry about that.” My choice of clothing turned out to be a good call after all as Marina was a lot more relaxed and approachable than at the gas station.
At one point I had to use the toilet but when I was getting back, I was stopped by a big biker. He didn’t look happy and neither did his friends. “It’s clear that this isn’t your world boy. Don’t you know it’s rude to steal our women? Maybe we should teach you some manners behind the bar.” I felt that the situation was getting quite threatening and as they closed in on me, I raised my fists to shield myself.
“Henry! What do you think you’re doing?”, I heard Marina asking strictly. The big guy turned towards Marina. “Making sure that clean collared little boys aren’t going to steal any of our women. In what category is this guy better than me?”, he explained.
I saw Marina walking right next to him and she looked pissed. “Your women? Any woman in this bar and elsewhere is free to choose who they’re going out with. You have no say in the matter. And since you asked what he’s better at, he has a lot more stamina than you do. Besides you’re teaming up on him. How is that fair? Does that make you feel like a big man? Too afraid to face him one on one?”
I wasn’t really liking where this was going. Henry was a big guy and didn’t think I could take him on. Henry glanced at me “I can take him on by myself too. That’s not a problem.” Marina grabbed his shoulder before he could move any closer to me. “Nuh uh. He’s with me and that means you won’t be taking him anywhere.”
It seemed that Henry had had enough of Marina’s defiance. He turned around with his buddies towards her. “You’re really starting to annoy me, Marina. I’m not the one to usually discipline women with my fists but I’m going to make an exception with you.” “You can try but I wouldn’t recommend it”, Marina said confidently.
The confrontation was now unavoidable. Henry tried to strike at Marina but she dodged and grabbed his hand, sending him flying on a nearby table. Henry’s two goons charged at her but suffered similar fates. I saw Henry grabbing a gun and pointing it towards Marina from behind. I quickly grabbed a few bottles from a nearby table and started throwing them at him.
The gun went off but luckily the bullet didn’t hit anyone. By this point anyone else had just watched things to unfold but Henry’s behaviour with the gun crossed the line. They pinned him down and called the police to pick him up. After giving our statements me and Marina were free to go.
“I guess we saved each other today”, Marina said after summing up the events. She gave me a devious seductive smile as she gently grabbed my hand “you know, I’ve been wondering. Does that stamina of yours extend to more private activities too? Would you like to ride with me on my bike to my place so that I could personally test your endurance?”
As she held my hand, I knew she wanted me to say yes. Honestly, I thought that saying no would have been a foolish thing to do since she had saved me from a beating. She had been very rough with those goons but she showed me that she was able to use those muscles of hers on much more pleasant ways too.
I pushed my endurance to its limits just like earlier during the day when I had been cycling. Marina’s body was tight all around. A real dream body to my tastes. I couldn’t let my mind get too aroused though as not to pop too fast. I put her needs first. Pleasing her as well as I could while she teased me with her muscles.
She quickly learned that talking how she was stronger turned me on. She made that abundantly clear by flexing her muscles and holding me or herself in physically demanding positions for her. Her strength and my endurance complimented each other well. The next morning my quads were on fire but I still couldn’t say no when Marina asked if I’d want to have a morning quickie.
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