This story is continued about me and my wife Lori




Many month's have gone by since Lori knocked me out with ONE punch at that
party. The 2 guys she "ab punched" to hell and back and have seen me several
times and each time they told me what a beast she is, how fucking wildly
beautiful and sexy she is , how they cannot believe I was fucking that, how
old she was, how strong she was, how built she was, and how totally awesome it
was for them to see her knock me out "cold" with one punch after what she did
to them and breaking that girls nose. Meantime, I have been boxing more
seriously, no not to become a real boxer like the dudes in the gym but to get
stronger and better with my fists and in the back of my mind NEVER in a
million years do I ever want to get knocked out by ANYONE ever. The boxing has
been going great too, I am decent, my body has changed dramatically and I have
gotten so much stronger and in better shape it is ridiculous. I now have
defined abs and some pretty impressive muscles throughout. I have dated around
a lot, as usual, and all of these women are rather impressed by my new body.
Add to that all of the sexual things that Lori has taught me and I have to say
things are pretty great. I will say that although I have dated some super cool
women none approach Lori in well ALL ways. None have her body which is
secondary since a few are seriously gorgeous and built like brick houses
including one who is competing as a professional figure competitior and works
as a nurse full time too. Not so good in bed I have to say but a tremendous
body. More importantly, none have her personality and I do not feel "that
feeling" when I am with them. Maybe I am aiming to high but she owns my heart
for now. Yes, of course I have to stay away from her due to her violence,
dominating personality and truthfully she has too much muscle to my liking. I
have to say I did date 2 female bodybuilder types and both were actually sweet
in their personalities, both admitted to taking steroids but what turned me
off was their muscles. Not professional huge types that are hysterical freaky
to look at it but nonetheless they were too big for me. One had bigger biceps
than me!!!!! Not my style. What was nice among these women I was dating was
when I slept with them, and I did NOT sleep with every single one, it was me
in command. It was my body that was stronger and it was me who was the man,
100% of the time. I did sleep with both bodybuilders and I was still stronger
than them since we did some wrestling and AB punching stuff and arm wrestling
and have to say one was actually good in bed and tried to be dominant but I
flipped her over a few times and got physical in ways I cannot describe here
and that was actually cool. Hey, I learned from the best, Lori!! Again, in
certain positions seeing how big they were was a turnoff for me.

Yes, I did see Lori here and there since we both ran in those boxing circles
now. Never a word exchanged, just a glance here and there but I knew she was
watching me and I was her. I saw her fight 3x in one month in a nearby
tournament since the women I was seeing at the time was also fighting but in
different weight classes. Lori won each fight in a dramatic and quick fashion,
typical her, 2 were kickboxing and one was boxing. The longest fight went 4
rounds and the 2 others went 2 and all knocked out but the kickboxing opponent
was fucked. Lori kicked her all over her body from legs to jaw and beat her
body to the point her opponent had pain written all over her rather pretty
face before Lori knocked her out with an uppercut that looked hellish. The
boxing was with headgear but the kickboxing was not and I think the kickboxing
opponent, who was 23 years old and hyped with a third degree blackbelt to
Lori's first degree was hurt pretty bad. They took her away right to the
hospital as she was limping with some ugly welts to her knee. My girl did well
winning that day too but not in such a dramatic form. Meantime I fought in 2
tournaments and with new confidence, equal opponents and my new body and
strength I was doing well but never won it all. In the first one I beat 6 guys
over two days, all fights were decisions and I lost in the semifinals but it
was close. In the second one, I actually scored 3 TKO's and one decision
before I lost a decision in the finals! I was thrilled with my progression and
have to tell you almost getting a real KO was exciting. Merely having my
opponent VERY close to being out was VERY VERY exciting. Without sounding like
a jerk seeing the guys I beat around the gym and around town with or without
their women made me feel pretty great. Really did. One time I was just running
to the store to pick up some beer and was wearing a tanktop and shorts and
just came from lifting in the gym and running into this one very nice guy
whose name is not important and seeing his girlfriend check me out in DETAIL
as SHE said, weren't you the guy who knocked out so in so. He immediately
popped in with, "it was a TKO not a KO" as I stood silent knowing I was right
there putting him out in 5 more seconds and she said " same thing more or
less, right?" again I stood silent as her eyes ran up and down my body and he
squirmed. He said " well next time it will be different" and I said and I
should not have "yeah next time I will knock you out cold" and laughed and
walked away before anything dumber than what I just said would have been said.
I did feel good about myself I have to say.

Then there is Lori, the only woman I ever loved. I thought about her a lot, in
fact all the time and knew eventually our paths would cross sooner or later
since we lived near one another and that day came out of nowhere. I was in
this little strip mall getting some fishing gear for an upcoming annual
fishing trips from friends from grad school. When I came out of the shop I
nearly bumped right into her, since I was not paying attention I admit, to
Lori coming out of a nail salon. I was startled when after almost walking into
someone (her) than looking up as I said excuse me, it was her. She looked
amazing!!!! Dressed in a white top that had beads and flowers on it---- her
pecs were buldging out, her arms looked GREAT, meaning not as muscular, the
top was cutoff just maybe 2 inches off these skin tight white jeans and she
was wearing 3 inch heals. Amazingly jaw dropping beauty I have to admit.
Naturally we spoke and were very cordial to one another and I told her she
looks classy, sexy and powerful. She had this huge grin and did a double bicep
flex for me for a few seconds and I really thought she lost some muscle so
what does she say, yes, I lost some muscles. WHAT? How come, I mean why, uh,
you did? She laughed and said yes I I stopped lifting as much as I used to and
never heavy since my new boyfriend did not like it AND I stopped smoking and
for good this time. I said, seriously, well two things, once that is great
about the cigarettes and great about losing some muscle and TWO, Lori I asked
you for the same as I am SURE you recall and I am glad this guy has a lot more
clout than I did. She gently punched me in the chest and said, yeah I know I
would have gotten there with you too, eventually. Meanwhile champ you look
really good yourself. When she said that I see the nipples in popping out like
the good ol' days and I chuckled to myself saying she either is turned on by
me OR from herself. In any case it was HOT and I start to get my Lori erection
as I called it. She told me she saw me fight and was impressed and I told her
I saw a few of her bouts including the kickboxing match recently. She blushed
and said, yeah that is one 23 year old blackbelt that will never forget me and
she laughed out loud and made a shaking motion with her fist. I said you
knocked that one out brutally. She went back to watching me fight and how good
and improved my technique was and how good I am looking with my "new" body. We
stood there talking for at least 40 minutes and she said, I will call you to
have drink someday champ, what do you think? I agreed and said sure figuring I
probably should not plus she seems tight with this new guy who I knew nothing
about. We parted with a kiss and I walked back to my car when my phone went
off and it was her. Wow that was fast, I just left you 30 seconds ago, HA HA.
She said, consider this the go for a drink call and I turned around and she
was still standing there looking amazing of course. I laughed and said, OK,
when and you are paying. She laughed and told me at the Marriot at 5 and maybe
if you are a good boy I will buy you dinner too. I said, just me and you or
should we each bring our dates? With that she hung up, turned and walked away.
I knew the answer.

I was so conflicted. No question she owns my heart, it beats fast when I am
near her, I instantly get a huge erection plus, I really love her. However, to
be blunt, she scares me with her temper, fighting ability and strength. And I
did not like being knocked out TWICE by her including the second time in front
of my friends and with a bare fist and she is too aggressive and dominant in
bed sometimes. I was having second thoughts. Eventually I said to myself, OK
for drinks for an hour or so but NO dinner and that'll be that. Being knocked
out really really really affected me a LOT and something that always was in my
head and often times I found myself drifting off while driving or something
remembering that horrible feeling. The humiliation ran deep I have to say.

I was there 15 minutes early and was hanging out in the lobby people watching,
wearing jeans and a polo shirt, clearly NOT dressed for dinner in a nice hotel
like that. I purposely did not dress for a dinner as I wanted to keep this
JUST to drinks as I did not want to get involved with a violent woman even
though I loved her in other ways. I watched as she walked in wearing the same
outfit as 2 hours ago and watched the heads turn to watch her, yes both sexes
watched and some pointed at that magnificent body, they should only know how
old she is and that she has three kids not to mention that she was a
professional kickboxer who still fights. I watched as she sat at the bar and
looked at her watch as FOUR different guys tried to pick her up and were
shoo'd away like fleas. I walked in at 2 minutes before 5 as she sat nursing
her first drink and she stood and gave me a big kiss hello- not what I was
expecting. We sat there and spoke for TWO hours non-stop. She explained how
sorry she was for hitting me and each time I said NO not hitting me it was
just one hit and you knocked me unconscious. And each time I sounded upset and
pissed off. Look she says, yes I knocked you out cold, OK? One fucking punch,
I know!!! I was pissed off at those guys and took it out on you but never
interfere with me in those situations and NEVER EVER fucking grab me and tell
me what to do. I see she is getting angry so I backed off and said, not to
worry that will never happen again since neither one of us will never be in a
situation like that again, together. You are with someone and I am too so it
will never happen. She paused and grabbed my hand and she looked into my eyes
and said, I am so sorry I beat you up" and she had tears in her eyes. And yes
I am sorry I KNOCKED you out, OK? You were not the first nor last so ... ...
... So? What does that mean I said? So, you knocked me out TWICE and like
that's it no big deal and we all should move on? Lori, I am a man, a grown
mature man with SIX franchises now and 48 employees and being knocked
unconscious by a smaller and older female has greatly affected my psyche. I am
sure you can understand that, no? She was silent. I was amazed and held her
for a second as she really teared up it was the first real feminine emotion I
ever saw in her. I must have held her for 3 minutes. When I let her go she
wiped the tears from her eyes and told me how much she cared for me and went
on and on for a while, quite flattering I must say as she really complimented
me. I AM SORRY is all she repeated. We sat there and had 2 shots after the 3
drinks we had each and I told her we should go to the lobby and relax and get
cabs home or call our significant other. She stood up and planted this long
passionate kiss on me and when I tried to push her off she resisted with a
force I could not deal with and I know she liked that. Eventually she stopped
and grabbed my hand and said "champ, what the fuck come with me and before I
knew It I was in a hotel room with her and believe it or not that was a place
I did not want to be, in my upper head at least while my upper head was
busting out of my jeans. I had a bad feeling and once inside the hotel room it
was like old times with her taking charge. She started off slowly and then
TOLD me all about her new body and how she is stronger but just not as
muscular and she strutted around the room, topless and posing and asking me if
I approved. Hmmm, approved? Look I said you are seriously the most magnificent
and stunning woman I have ever known, as I walked towards her fully dressed
but with a huge erection, and you are smart and funny, and then I grabbed both
of her arms and said, but you scare me Lori, you are SO damn strong, such a
great and lethal fighter and we both know you could and have beat me with ease
and I do not like to be in that position. I continued, as I gently threw 6
fast hooks into her 8 pack of bands and layers of muscle- again I did it
gently. See, even to this you have barely a reaction since you ARE a pro, YOU
have been hit by the best, YOU have been training almost as long as I have
been alive, YOU do have layer upon layer and band upon band of incredible
muscle, muscles that I will NEVER have nor 99% of the population, we are in
different places. Your temper scares me and these things, as I grabbed her
fists, scare me too. God knows what you would do if you kicked me? Meantime
she is topless and standing right in front of me.

She backed away and said, yes and nodded her head to everything I said. I can
eat you alive and make you bark like a dog and eat my shit if I wanted to. I
was taken aback by those comments and got it worse. Sit the fuck down on the
bed and listen to me as she walked towards me looking, literally, dangerous. I
can do all of that and more and I was beating people up before you knew where
your cock was, I have been married a few times and have three daughters as you
know, I can have any man I want I believe but here YOU are. NOW Stand up!!! I
did, Do you want to fight me you little bitch? No, Lori I do NOT want to fight
you. You want to suck my cock strap-on and be raped and end up to be a shell
of yourself? WTF are you talking about, of course not. Then she walked over to
me and grabbed me securely by the shirt and said, listen to me, there is
something about you that I cannot deny, something totally hot about you young
man and something I may want. I am not going to beat you, rape you or anything
like that nor have I raped anyone except my last two husbands and one other
guy. What??? Yes, that is a fact so listen to me. You don't want your ass
kicked by me then pay attention, we can be great together or you can spend
time in an emergency room, your choice. Listen Lori, I said, you belong with a
much more athletic bigger fighter type than me. You are a very special woman I
love but ... ... . But what she said, but, and I paused and I see her getting
frustrated and she slapped me across the face, VERY HARD too, and I said,
STOP, I screamed it, STOP FUCKING hitting me, YOU GOT IT???? And I walked
towards the window. I was furious. I took off my shirt and started rambling
about ME and how all of these women love this as I pointed to my new and
improved body and love me and I can fucking fight myself as you damn well know
because I saw you at my fights and yes I am no you, cannot compete with you
because you are stronger than me, I get that and yes Lori, LORI CAN BEAT THE
SHIT OUT OF ME AND YES LORI HAS KNOCKED ME OUT TWICE, you happy now, your
pussy dripping wet now? She gave me a nasty look but I kept on, and I posed MY
MUSCLES and I said, there are women who come after me now and not vica versa,
you know the guys I tko'd, well ya know what I fucked one of their wives, and
the others have given ME their numbers!!! How about that? Maybe you can track
them down too and beat them up and get off on that like you did before. I was
on fire and pissed off. You know what Lori what now you want to be beat me up
now or do you prefer to demasculate me in public like you did before. Do you
FUCKING understand what that was like? YOU KNOCKED ME OUT COLD IN FRONT OF MY
FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And now I was in her face both of us topless and NO
erection as I was angry. I just exhaled and turned my back on her and was
tired, physically tired. A few moment later she came up from behind me and put
her arms around me from behind and I jumped in fright for I was sure she was
going to choke me out or something and she whispered, don't worry I am not
going to hurt you, now or ever, your message is clear and I understand EXACTLY
who I am. She turned me around and put my hands on her breasts, which also
have layers of muscle of pecs that make her big tits just amazing as she
flexed and pushed her pecs out. Look, there is something here that I want to
explore, be relaxed that I will not beat you up or lay hands on you unless you
want to. Really, when the hell would I want that? She smiled and said, well
maybe our bedroom fighting or maybe some role playing like before and she
smiled and so did I because she was right. She then got in her boxing and
kickboxing stance and raised her fists and said, you will never see this again
coming at you unless I am a bad boy. Oh really, unless I am a bad boy as I put
my hands to my side. Yes, unless you cheat on me or show disrespect. We'll see
Lori. What does that mean, we'll see. I said, I am not sure, yes you are
awesome, gorgeous, amazing body, smart and yada yada but you are a violent
woman and that is NOT my style and I just layed down on the bed. She walked
over to me and started to unzip my jeans and I said STOP, what are you doing?
This got to her. What am I doing? Seriously? And I got off the bed and there
we were chest to chest. I said Lori, neither one of us has an issue getting
laid, so what? I love you Lori, I do, I would die to be with you and I would
drop every woman in a second but I cannot be beaten like some tool, I will not
stand for it. I am not that!!! She stood there and apologized, yes apologized
in the most sincere and heartfelt way ever. It was long too talking about all
the carnage she has dealt out over her life and why, which I cannot discuss.
And we spoke like that for quite a while. We kissed after that like lovers and
she dropped to her knees and for once SHE was the submissive one and gave me
the best blowjob, one with feelings and emotions that I have ever experienced.
Showing me her round, hard biceps a lot, playing with her hard big sexy tits
and moaning, a BJ not just to cum but with heartfelt emotion as she swallowed
every drop and sucked my cock hard. It was amazing, my legs shook and I was
drained. I fell back on the bed and she jumped on me and kissed me more as I
swallowed my own cum from her mouth and I was fine with it. She massaged me
until I fell asleep from the emotions, the alcohol and just cumming like never
before. I woke up 2 hours later and was watching her sleep like I have done
many times before. Peaceful yet with all that muscle and not an ounce of fat
she looked like a warrior to me and I know that sounds dumb. But seeing her
left arm bent under her head and even without a formal flex that ball of a
bicep was so damn defined, seeing her muscular chest rise and fall with each
breath and a set of abs like it was copied from an anatomical chart stared at
me. I thought of the thousands of hours she has spent working that thing to a
weapon the millions of crunches, how many hours of bag training, kicking and
punching and how many people did she really beat half to death and
unconscious? More than I know that's for sure. Yet her angelic face and
beautiful hair made me feel safe. My god, like she has told me many times
"don't worry I will protect you" and I know that is right. I thought about her
age and mine and if will be able to get thru that all the time. I wanted to
kiss her but I wanted her to sleep too. I did not even have a sexual desire at
that point as I was too mellow and relaxed from the best BJ on earth and just
studying her as I was doing. She opened her eyes and smiled, and then
stretched and without a word she rolled on top of me and started kissing me.
In a while she simply sat up on my erect cock and still without a word started
massaging her breasts as we made love as she put my erect cock in that wet
pussy, correct this was not crazy fucking this was her making love to me and
we came together and she rested her head on my chest and said I LOVE you baby
and kissed me a lot. She stretched her body across mine in the push up
position and started doing pushups on me after we made love. After every
pushup she would kiss me as I held on to her arms and felt her triceps and
biceps expand everytime she went up and down, each time she went down she
would say something sweet like I love you then a kiss and then up and then
down and "I will protect you my love with my power" and then a kiss and then
up and then down with a "I will never hurt you again"and then up and then down
and so on for 20 pushups and feeling her muscular breasts brushing across mine
and feeling her SOLID as a rock arms expand was really fun. The fact that she
leaned down a drop away from the intensity of her bigger muscles I love since
I was never a muscle lover. Make NO mistake about Lori is built like a brick
house with obvious and defined muscles in her arms but just not as big as
before and hopefully less so with time.

Fast forward 5 month's and we are still together and things are wonderful. She
met my entire family and me hers. I learned all about her abusive upbringing
with an alcoholic father, her always fighting childhood that culminated in her
beating a female teacher so badly she broke her nose and fractured her jaw and
the only way she avoided jail was by taking these anger management courses and
spent a year and half on probation and that's when she entered a gym for the
first time to channel her anger to a formal kickboxing class where she
excelled at age 15. By the end of the year when she turned 16 she had already
compiled a 11-0 amateur record with 11 KO's!! I learned about her abusive
first husband who she finally beat the living the shit out of but only after
he hospitalized her FOUR times between the ages of 18 and 23 when she had 2 of
her 3 kids. He was never seen after she beat him in front of his fellow
workers after she received her blackbelt. I learned about hubby #2 who was
much nicer and had child #2 and hubby #3 which was short lived but he was the
money one she still sees sometimes. Hubby #3 is a rather wealthy man who spent
some time with us recently which I may write about. Between hubby #2 and 3 she
did not have to work but she always did going from teacher to principal where
she retired. She went from troubled kid to earning her Ph.D and becoming a
respected school principal. And EVERYONE should understand that Lori is FULLY
aware I am writing this and previous stories about us.

During these past 5 months Lori has fought 2x both VS men and both in these
exotic private matches in these huge homes in front of just several people,
like 10. She gets paid a ridiculous amount of money and she took me to each
one. She won both but both started out rough as these guys were gym rats, big
boys but zero stamina and lousy skills. The bigger news is that I finally got
my first knockout in the gym sparring with some guy. YES!!!!! Ha ha. Truth is
Lori arranged it and coached me through it and I was so proud of it. It was
competitive for 4 rounds, 12 oz gloves and headgear. In the 5th and 6th I took
over battering his body the way I was trained and in the seventh I landed a
great right hook that put him down for a count of 20 as Lori stood over him as
the ref and counted him all the way to 20. I was so psyched I cannot begin to
tell you. However, I have no illusions that I am a real fighter, this guy had
less training than me and no Lori coaching him. Maybe a month after that Lori
"gave" me one of her students for an evening. What that means is Lori trains 3
women in kickboxing, all three VERY good fighters and lovely people. I think
all three can take me to be honest. I knew it was Carla's birthday as we were
taking her out for dinner as she is recently divorced. She is a very nice
person, 31 years old one kid, 5'5 and 130 or so and a great body, lean and
tight. After dinner Lori walks away and gives me a card as she goes to the
bathroom that said " You are her present" and that was it. I look up and Carly
is looking at me smiling and says, so I hear you are my gift. I said, I have
no idea what is going on here Carly. Then she shows me her card from Lori and
it said " Happy birthday, now look across the table and take him home and you
will see what I see everyday". I read the card and was still confused. I am
YOUR birthday gift? I guess so she said. So I immediately called Lori who I
thought was in the bathroom but she was on her way home and she said " I want
you to make love to her all night long baby doll, she needs it and I want you
to make love to her AND then fuck her later on, it's OK, you are safe, you
have my blessing and I will not hurt you and neither will she. I was
dumbfounded and confused and said OK If you say so boy this is one for the
books! I stood up and Carly loved my body, SHE said, and I grabbed her hand
and took her back to her place and did everything to please her. Not a hint of
violence even though I believe Carly can in fact take me. She has been
fighting longer than me by far, has had 5x the number of fights I have had and
is a tough lady. I did experience her strength several times as we wrestled
around and she is solid but that was never the goal. The goal was to be her
boy toy for the night, with Lori's blessing and that is exactly what I did, to
a TEE, as they say. I was submissive when she went dom and dom when she
requested it. It was pretty neat. However, Carly is amazing but she is no Lori
and she knows that but it was great. We had a ball and the next day Lori
joined us for breakfast and a detailed recap of the night before, an awesome
night!!!

OK I think that's all folks and I will write one more story that will include
our marriage and some other tidbits that you will likely be interested in and
I want to tell. For now all is good, we both fight other people, her a lot
more and better than I do of course. Till next time ... .