Coming of Age,  
by Juno



It was late on a Saturday afternoon and Margo was restless again. If Margo was
not busy at work, then these feelings of being restless and anxious to do
something seemed to overwhelm her. It had been three years since her husband
had died and Margo had taken over the business. She had always worked at the
insurance business that she and her late husband had founded. Since his death,
Margo had not hired his replacement; she simply became the President of the
company. Further, she had maintained her position as CFO. Margo simply worked
harder and longer to do the work of the two positions.

It was this time-consuming work that kept Margo from these restless feelings
she had when she was away from work. Margo heard voices and a basketball being
dribbled from the driveway on the side of the house. She walked over to the
window to watch the two people playing a game of one-on- one.

The taller player of the two was slowly advancing toward the basket, forcing
the other player to give ground. The smaller player was trying to stop the
advancement by hand checking and leaning his body against the taller player's
backside. Once the taller player got close to the basket, she turned and shot
over the outstretched hand of the smaller player.

Margo smiled as her daughter scored the basket. Margo's daughter, Nada, had
played and starred for both her high school and college basketball teams.
Margo was not surprised at Nada's ability, but at her ease of dominating the
other player. The other player was Ken, Nada's husband. Ken had also played
both high school and college basketball. Ken was never the best player on his
teams, but he was a starter at both levels. The big difference was size
between Nada and Ken; Nada stood 6'2" tall, while Ken was stretching the truth
when he said he was 5'10" tall. Nada also outweighed Ken by 20 or 25 pounds.

As Margo continued to watch Nada dominate Ken on the basketball court, she
felt as if she had never realized their respective size differences. The
feeling of being restless that Margo had earlier felt was now being replaced
by a tingling sensation. Margo could not stop watching the contest and felt
disappointed when Nada made a basket and yelled "game" at Ken. Margo continued
watching as Nada and Ken walked off the court, with Nada's arm draped over
Ken's shoulder as she consoled him on his loss. Ken looked even smaller as
Nada pulled him close to her body in a walking hug as she guided him off the
court.

As Nada and Ken disappeared from Margo's view, she continued to feel the
tingling sensation as she replayed parts of the game over in her mind. The
size difference and how easily Nada had physically pushed Ken around the court
would not leave Margo's mind. Margo then began to think about Paul, her late
husband. Margo and Paul had been married almost 25 years before his death and
had worked together in their business for almost the same period of time. Paul
was a big man, 6'4", and was an assertive and action- oriented person. Nada
was very much like her father, both in size and personality.

While Margo and her husband, made most personal and business decisions
together as a couple, it was Paul who ran both the house and business affairs.
They had been happy together and the marriage and business were both a
success.

While Paul was considered a big man, Margo was also considered a big woman.
Margo was almost 6'1" and while not fat, she was solid in an athletic way.
But, until Margo watched the basketball game between her daughter and son-
in-law, she had never paid any attention to her size. Now the thoughts running
through her mind was not only the size difference between her daughter and
son-in-law, but the size difference between her and most of the other people
in her life.

Margo left her bedroom, went downstairs and entered the kitchen. Ken was at
the sink washing his hands. For some reason that Margo could not understand,
she had a desire to stand next to Ken and compare their respective sizes.
Margo grabbed a towel and walked over to Ken.

"Here Ken, dry your hands and stop dripping water over my kitchen floor," said
Margo, as she walked over to Ken and stood behind him. As Ken turned from the
sink he took the towel from Margo. As Margo stood in front of Ken, she gave
him only enough room between them to dry his hands. Margo was literally
blocking Ken from leaving from the sink area. Margo could not understand why
she stood so close to Ken, but she again started to tingle, as she stood in
front of Ken, looking down at him.

"Thanks for the towel Margo," said Ken, as he laid the towel on the kitchen
counter and tried to ease pass Margo. "Not so fast Ken," said Margo, as she
put her arm in front of Ken and placed her hand on the edge of the counter,
stopping Ken from leaving. Margo could not fathom her behavior, all she knew
was that she wanted to physically stop Ken from leaving the sink area, much
like her daughter physically moving Ken around the basketball court at her
will.

"Let me see if your hands are dry," said Margo, as she took both of Ken's
hands into her hands. Margo held his hands in hers and turning them over a
couple of times. Margo could not stop staring at his hands as she held them in
hers; Ken's hands were literally lost in Margo's hands. His hands were petit
in comparison. Margo then closed her hands around Ken's hands and his hands
disappeared in Margo's grip. As if in a spell, Margo started to squeeze Ken's
hands while they were still enclosed in hers.

"Ouch, ouch, damn Margo that hurts, let go, please let go now," yelled Ken.

"Hey, what is going on in here," said Nada, as she walked into the kitchen.
Nada saw her husband being pushed up against the sink counter by her Mother.
And it appeared that her Mother had hold of both her husband's hands and he
was unsuccessfully trying to pull away from her grip.

"Mother, let go of Ken, you are hurting him," urged Nada.

Suddenly, Margo let go of Ken's hands and staggered back a couple of steps.
Margo could not believe what she had just done to Ken. Normally, Margo was not
a touch and feel type of person.

She and Ken had a good relationship, but were not particularly close, in fact
Nada and Ken did not visit that often,

"Ken, I'm sorry," said Margo, "I must be losing my mind". Margo watched at
Nada was trying to comfort Ken; Nada was rubbing his hands with hers. Margo
noticed how Ken's small hands disappeared into the larger hands of his wife.

As Margo watched Nada and Ken, she once again started to feel the tingling
sensation throughout her body. Margo excused herself and went upstairs to her
bedroom.

"Mother, can I come in" asked Nada.

"Please, please, Nada, come in," answered Margo, as she was sitting on her
bed.

"What is going on, you almost broke Ken's hands," said Nada as she sat next to
her Mother on the bed.

"I am so sorry," said Margo, "but since your Father's death, I have been
feeling either restless or listless, I just can't describe it". "But today,
after watching you and Ken play basketball, I got another type of feeling, a
tingling feeling, and all I wanted to do was to touch, feel, squeeze, control,
or whatever to Ken".

"I don't know, I must be going crazy, only at work do I feel in control and
sane," said Margo.

"Mother, you are not crazy," said Nada, "maybe you should see my friend at the
college, Janet".

"Janet, isn't she the assistant athletic director," said Margo.

"Yes, but she has done a lot in the field of cultural studies of today's
woman," said Nada, "I think you would like her and maybe she can help you with
these feelings".

"But, before you go see Janet, you need to come over to have dinner with Ken
and me. I think it would help as a preview for your meeting /discussions
between you and Janet in regard to your new feelings.

"We need to do something before you either maim or kill my little husband,"
laughed Nada, "he has enough trouble with his larger than life wife, he
doesn't need to watch out for his larger than life Mother-in-law".

They both laughed and hugged each other.

"You are right Nada, until today, I didn't realize how small and fragile your
husband was," laughed Margo.

As Margo rang the doorbell, she hoped that she had not overdressed for dinner.
Nada did not say whether dinner was to be formal or not. So Margo wore a pants
suit, which is what she normally wore to work. However, tonight she had on
heels, something she never wore to work or practically anywhere else for that
matter. At times Margo was a little embarrassed about her height, so she
normally wore flats. But tonight she had the urge to wear heels, so Margo
added 3 inches to her height, now standing almost 6' 4".

Nada opened the door and was surprised to be looking up at her Mother. "Well,
it must be a miracle, my Mother wearing heels," laughed Nada. Nada was dressed
in shorts, a sleeveless shirt and barefooted.

"Mother, you look great, I guess I forgot to mention to dress casual, but if
you can stand us slobs come in and have a glass of wine, said Nada, as she
linked her arm with Margo's and led her to the den.

As Margo and Nada sat in leather armchairs, Margo glanced around the room
where she saw pictures, plaques, trophies, etc., that were Nada's. Besides
being a sports star in high school and college, Nada had been one of the
leading account executives for a major brokerage house. Nada was now a
regional vice-president for the same firm. If anything in the room was Ken's,
Margo did not see it.

"Ken, Mother is here, you can serve the wine now," yelled Nada.

"Ok, I will be there in a minute," answered Ken.

"No, not in a minute, bring it now Ken, unless you want me to get the wine,"
answered back Nada.

No, no, I'm coming, sorry Nada, I will be right there," said Ken.

Before Margo could say that she was not in a rush for wine, Ken came in the
room, almost running, with two glasses of wine. Ken also had on shorts, a golf
shirt, sandals and an apron. Margo had to look twice to be sure. It was not a
chef's kind that some men wore when grilling outside, but the type that
Margo's mother used to wear.

"Here is the wine ladies," said Ken as he handed both Nada and Margo their
wine. "Can I get you anything else"? he asked. Before Nada could reply, Margo
asked, "Ken, are you not going to join us for a glass of wine?

"Mother, Ken has to finish preparing dinner, you know a man's work is never
done," said Nada. "Ken, We expect to eat in 15 minutes, so you better get to
work and now let us the hardworking executives have some peace and quiet,"
laughed Nada as she swatted Ken's rear as he started back to the kitchen.

"Nada, I didn't know Ken could cook," said Margo.

Nada sipped her wine and laughed, "Ken didn't know he needed to know how to
cook until I explained to him what our roles would be as a married couple."
"But, Ken is a fast learner, good thing, considering all of the things he has
had to learn over the past 4 years," continued Nada.

"Mother, I don't just dominate Ken on the basketball court, I dominate his
whole life. That is why I wanted you to come over tonight. I want to show you
that the stronger partner in a marriage is the dominant partner. By stronger,
I am speaking about being physically stronger than your partner; nothing to do
with being a man or a woman, just who is the stronger and dominant partner. I
am taller, stronger, and smarter, earn more money than Ken, plus I enjoy being
the dominant partner in our marriage. I prefer having a man as my husband who
is shorter and weaker than me; as well as being subservient to me," said Nada
as she finished her wine.

"I know this is a lot for you to comprehend all at once, but I knew when you
described your feelings to me the other day, that you were ready for this
discussion," said Nada.

"Mother, I was going to wait until after dinner, but I cannot wait, I want to
show you now a demonstration about what I am talking about," said Nada as she
rose from the chair.

"Ken, I want you to come to the den now, forget dinner for now and come out
here," yelled Nada.

Margo was still trying to digest what her daughter had just said. She was
still sitting down looking up at Nada stood with her arms folded across her
chest as she waited for Ken. As Ken entered the room, he looked at Nada, then
Margo and back to Nada and asked, "Is anything wrong?"

"No Ken, nothing is wrong," answered Nada, "just come over here and stand in
front of my Mother."

"Why do you want ... ... ... ..," Ken started to say, "Ken, shut up and do
what I just told you to do," snapped Nada firmly.

Ken started to speak, but thought better and stumbled over to stand in front
of Margo. "Is this what you wanted Nada," Ken stammered.

"That is just perfect, my little husband," cooed Nada as she stepped over to
stand directly behind Ken.

"Now Mother, please watch, I will show you not only my physical dominance over
Ken, but my ability to control whether he lives or dies," stated Nada.

Before Ken could move or react to Nada's words, Nada pulled Ken straight back
into her as she wrapped her left arm around Ken's chest. Nada's long arm
stretched across Ken's chest and her left hand clamped down on Ken's upper
right arm and held it tight against his side. With Ken held in control by
Nada's left arm, Nada then covered Ken's mouth and nose with her right hand.
Margo watched as Ken struggled against his larger wife, with his arms trapped
against his sides, Ken could not reach up to Nada's hand that covered his
mouth and nose. Ken tried to kick Nada, but Nada swept her left leg around and
pulled Ken's left leg out at angle, allowing Ken only one leg to maintain his
balance.

Margo watched as Ken's eyes starting to get wider, then just as Margo was
going to speak, Nada released her hand that was coving most of Ken's face.
While Nada continued to hold Ken in place, he was at least able to gulp in
air.

"Ken, if you promise not to kick I will release your leg," said Nada as she
allowed Ken both legs to stand up on. Ken nodded, while continuing to gulp
air.

As Nada released her original grip around Ken's chest, she then placed her
left arm around Ken's chest once again, but this time it was just his chest,
his arms were now outside of Nada's grip. "Now Ken, with no kicking and I want
you try to escape with the use of your hands and manly strength," quipped Nada
as she once again covered Ken's mouth and nose with her right hand.

Nada repositioned her left arm a little lower on Ken's chest and then leaned
back. This forced Ken to try to stand on the tip of his toes to maintain
contact with the floor. At times his toes left the floor as Nada swayed back
and forth. Ken's now free hands and arms went directly to Nada's right hand
and arm in an effort to peel her hand from his face. But to no avail, Ken's
two hands were no match for Nada's one hand. Plus Nada made it more difficult
for Ken by rocking him back and forth, sweeping his feet off the floor.

As Ken started to go limp in Nada's grip, Nada released her grip on his face
and placed both of his feet on the floor. Nada still held Ken against her
body, otherwise he would have fell to the floor.

Still standing in front of her Mother, holding Ken upright with her left arm,
Nada asked, "Well is there any question who can impose their physical
dominance in this marriage and are you as wet as I am?"

Margo reacted as if someone had slapped her, she had been sitting on the edge
of the chair while watching Nada, now she fell back against the chair, tried
to speak, but could not find any words. Then slowly, as if Nada's words just
registered in her mind, she felt the wetness between her legs. Margo just
exhaled and looked at her daughter holding her son-in-law upright.

"Now for part two," said Nada as she placed Ken in the other chair. Ken had
somewhat recovered, but was very quiet. Nada brought over a stool that had
been in front of another armchair. She placed it in front of the chair that
she had dropped Ken in. She told Ken to stand on the stool and face her
Mother. Nada then stood in front of the stool, also in front of her Mother and
in front of Ken. With Ken standing on the stool, he was now about 2 or 3
inches taller than Nada.

"Ok Ken, do to me what I did to you, place your left arm around my arm and
chest while holding my right arm to my side with your left hand. When I say
go, you cover my mouth and nose with your right hand. Now let's see if I can
break your holds or can you control whether I live or die. Ok Ken go, control
this big mean strong woman if you can."

Ken had trouble reaching across Nada's left arm and chest, his left hand
barely could reach her upper right arm. He covered her mouth and nose, but his
hand was smaller than Nada's, so his grip was not as tight. Nada just stood
still while Ken was trying to firm up his grip on his wife. After Ken seemed
ready, Nada still stood still, she was trying to move her mouth, apparently
she was successful,, because she was able to get air and licked his hand at
the same time.

"Nada, stop licking my hand," Ken yelled, as he released his grip on her face.

"Ok, I will stop licking you little one, now get a good grip and control your
big strong wife," laughed Nada as she winked at her Mother.

Ken reapplied his grip. Nada again stood still for a minute or so, then
pulling her right hand from Ken's feeble attempt of a grip, she took hold of
Ken's wrist and pulled his hand from her face. She also stepped away from the
stool, while still holding Ken's wrist she pulled his wrist up and out from
her body. This pulled Ken over Nada's right shoulder as she walked over to her
Mother's chair.

Nada turned around in front of Margo's chair, released her grip on Ken's
wrist, dumping Ken into her Mother's lap.

"Here Mother, you play with him awhile," laughed Nada.

Ken just lay against Margo as he sat in her lap. Margo was stunned to have Ken
in her lap and for a moment did not know what to do.

"Go ahead Mother, wrap him up, hold him against you and cut off his air
supply," laughed Nada. "Show him who is in charge, show him who is stronger,
show him who is the boss, come on Mother, be dominant, be the woman I know you
can be," yelled Nada.

Margo felt her body tingle like it had never tingled before, it was like
someone was sending electric shockwaves through her body. Without even
thinking, she wrapped one arm around Ken and clamped her free hand over his
mouth and nose. Margo pulled Ken tight against her body and pulled the back of
Ken's head tight against her shoulder. Margo felt Ken struggling against her
grip, but it was futile and she knew she could hold him like this forever.
That feeling made her pull Ken even harder against her. She felt Ken's
struggles getting less, then felt him shudder against her. Almost
simultaneously with Ken's last shudder, Margo experienced the greatest climax
she had ever felt.

The next thing she knew or felt was Nada's hand pulling her hand off of Ken's
face. "Mother, lets not kill him today, we might want to play with him some
more," laughed Nada, "besides we haven't had dinner yet and remember Ken is
both cooking and cleaning up," as Nada continued to laugh.

To be continued ... ... .

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