Buying A House Together


My girlfriend Michelle and I had been a couple for a few years now. Finally
we had decided to make the next big step and buy a house together. 

Michelle and I frequently visited Venice Beach, as we enjoyed working-out
together. A friend had pointed out a house for a great price at Venice Beach. 
Excitedly, we decided to check it out.

The place was perfect, and we were already picturing ourselves going to the 
beach each morning. However, there was another couple interested in the house 
as well.

The guy, Ritchie, seemed barely twenty but was perfectly dressed and wearing
glasses that made him look like a complete nerd. His girlfriend Tanaka was a 
slender Asian who seemed to instantly dislike us. She was wearing expensive 
designer clothing, which accentuated her model figure.

She also did most of the talking, and quickly she and Michelle were in an
argument about who should get the house.

I tried to calm Michelle down, but I agreed with her. The Asian and her
boyfriend did not seem interested in working out on the beach; they most
likely just wanted this house to brag against to their friends about it on 
the golf course before sipping cocktails.

Calmly I tried to tell them that this beach was a dream come true and that
people who did not like to workout would not like the location anyway.

Ritchie and Tanaka now both looked at me with disdain.

"You think because I work at an office I don't work out?" Ritchie smiled.

"We are better athletes than you two," Tanaka said while looking at me and
Michelle.

I looked at Michelle and she rolled her eyes. We both trained crossfit on a 
regular basis and had even won competitions.

"You do not believe us? Perhaps we should show you," Tanaka said with a
calculating look on her face. A smile appeared on Ritchie's face as well; 
he seemed to like where this was going.

"What do you mean? " I asked a bit confused.

"We can have a little wrestling match and the winners get the house. The
losers can... move on and find something else," Tanaka said with an amused smile
as she seemed to seize us up.

I began to look at them differently. Tanaka was a head shorter than Michelle
and I had no doubt I could outmatch Ritchie in pretty much any kind of
physical altercation.

As I looked at Michelle she seemed to have come to the same conclusion.

"Sounds good to us," the two of us said in unison.

"Perfect," Ritchie said with a sly smile on his face. "There is a carpet and plenty 
of pillows in the living room we can do it there."

"If you dare..." Tanaka added with a mocking laugh.

Michelle and I had never shied away from any challenge. I nodded and we 
followed the couple into the living room of the house. We moved the furniture 
to the side of the room so we could use the carpet like a wrestling mat.

Tanaka and Ritchie began to remove their clothing. Ritchie had removed his 
glasses and was now only dressed in Calvin Klein underwear and I immediately 
noticed his buff, muscular body. I never expected him to be so athletic.

Tanaka looked trained as well. Yes, she was slender, but her body was toned as
well. She was wearing an expensive looking lace bra and a dark thong.

Slowly I felt some doubt creep in my mind. Perhaps taking this challenge was 
not that smart.

"Wanna back off?" Tanaka asked with a smile as she seemed to notice my doubt.

"No way," Michelle replied, and began to strip down to her underwear as well.

I removed my clothing as well and was now wearing only boxers.

"Well, well. This could become quite interesting." Tanaka smiled as she looked
at our perfectly shaped bodies.

We spoke about the rules and conditions and we agreed on a tag-team match that 
would involve only wrestling; no strikes. The partners not attending would have 
to stay off the carpet but could be tagged, after which they would switch. Both of 
the couple had to be defeated to call it a victory.

Me and Michelle were positioned on one side of the carpet while Ritchie and
Tanaka stood on the other side. Ritchie stepped on the carpet first.

I exchanged a glance with Michelle and we decided I would face Ritchie.

"Go get him, baby! Wooh!" Tanaka screamed like a cheerleader.

Ritchie stretched his body while he gave me a teasing smile. "I wish you and your 
girlfriend all the best in finding another house."

I returned his smile trying to look confident.

Slowly we began to circle each other.

I had trained martial arts before focusing on crosfit, so I was pretty sure I
could outwrestle Ritchie. However, he looked awfully confident as he moved
towards me.

We locked up and soon we were struggling chest-to-chest trying to gain control
over the other's body. Tanaka loudly cheered Ritchie on while Michelle tried to 
give me advice.

Ritchie was strong and had great balance. At a certain point he managed to
pull me off balance and forced my head under his armpit in a front headlock.

With a hard yank he forced me to my knees; his forearm was pressing hard in
my throat. On my knees with his arm wrapped around my neck I began to have 
trouble breathing as he was choking me.

"That is right baby, choke him out!" Tanaka cheered.

In an explosive movement, I was able to pry his arm away from my neck and 
stand up. However, as I did, he perfectly timed a takedown and, wrapping his 
arms around my hips, he threw me to the ground. As we hit the ground, his thigh 
slammed hard against my groin, causing a jolt of pain.

As I was in pain Ritchie took the opportunity to press his knee on my stomach
and pin me down. He wrapped his arms around my neck and clasped his hands
together. Twisting his arms he began to place tremendous pressure on my
windpipe.

I began to cough and gasp, unable to breathe. However, the thought of 
disappointing Michelle kept me from giving up. Pushing his arm I was somehow
able to slip free and wrestled my way back to my feet.

Ritchie saw I was still gasping for air and attacked me aggressively, trying
to throw me to the floor. We struggled hard, but this time I was able to trip 
him backwards and knock him to the floor. However, as I ended up on top, Ritchie 
immediately wrapped his legs around my waist.

He pulled my head against his chest and trapped my right arm by overhooking it
with his left arm. I tried to break free but he held me tightly. I could feel 
his thighs squeezing against my ribs, hampering my breathing.

Suddenly, he was somehow able to turn me over, and I ended up on my back with
him straddling my waist. He entwined his legs with mine and spread me out in a
painful grapevine hold.

"Still think you are going to get this house?" Ritchie said mockingly.

I could only grunt in reply as he was holding me tightly. His chest was pressed 
against my face and again, I had trouble breathing.

With my legs immobilized I tried to push him away with my hands. However 
after a short struggle he managed to catch my wrists and pinned them above my 
head.

With a look of sheer dominance on his face, Ritchie had me completely 
immobilized. "Not bad for an accountant right? You should not have 
underestimated me."

Helpless I looked up at the younger guy who had overpowered me.

"Don't give up! Try to break free, honey!" Michelle said, and her voice seemed
like a small tickle of light in the darkness. Straining all my muscles I was 
able to create some movement and even managed to get one of my legs free from 
his grapevine hold.

"Yes! Try to break free, baby!" Michelle encouraged me.

I was almost able to get free, but Ritchie got behind me and wrapped his strong
legs around my waist in a figure-four. The squeezing power of his legs made it
hard for me to inhale.

Ritchie then sneaked his arms under mine and went for a full-nelson. I tried to 
resist as best I could, but slowly but surely, Ritchie kept tightening the hold. 
It felt like I had been caught by a snake. Each time I exhaled I could barely inhale. 
The sweat of our bodies actually helped him in tightening the full nelson.

Pretty soon my arms were high above my head and his hands were pressing my
head forward, forcing my chin against my chest. Ritchie now had me completely 
immobilized and I could barely breathe anymore.

"Got you now, pretty boy. Ready to surrender?" Ritchie laughed and then applied
some more force to the hold.

"Uuhhh!" I grunted in agony.

Michelle was silent, as it was clear I would be unable to fight back anymore.

"You got him, baby; now take that loser out." Tanaka laughed.

Ritchie laughed... and then began to apply even more pressure to the hold. His 
entire body was methodically squeezing and folding my body. My neck and 
shoulders were painfully strained by his full-nelson. His strong legs squeezed the 
air out of my lungs.

I began to feel lightheaded and knew I was about to pass out. Weakly, I signaled 
my surrender. Tanaka laughed as Ritchie let go off me and I slumped forward 
gasping for air.

Exhausted and still dazed from the numbing hold, I was barely aware that
Ritchie had pulled my arms down and crossed them in the small of my back. I 
then felt some fabric getting wrapped around my wrists, tightly securing them 
behind my back.

"What are you doing?" I let out a panicked yell.

Ritchie smiled as he finished tying my hands.

"Just a little precaution to make sure you behave yourself. Don't worry; we
might let you go unscathed after Tanaka has defeated Michelle."

I wanted to get up but Ritchie pressed his foot on my back to keep me pinned
down. He laughed like a hunter posing with a captured prey.

Michelle looked angry. "Tying people up was not part of the deal!"

"Losers have no rights; if you want to change something you have to take me
out." Tanaka smiled and gestured for Michelle to enter the mat.

Michelle looked furious at the smaller Asian and dropped in a low crouch. For 
a few seconds they circled each other but then they moved at each other like 
two wild cats.

Both girls wrestled before Michelle tripped Tanaka to the floor. Then the
women rolled back and forth trying to gain control over each other. Michelle
was able to hold her own and managed to end up on top. But Tanaka was not 
playing possum and wrapped her long legs around her waist, pulling Michelle 
tightly against her with her arms.

I was silently praying that Michelle was able to stay calm as Tanaka was now
methodically locking her up while trying to work her leg over her shoulder for
a triangle choke.

In an explosive motion Michelle pulled free. However as she did, Tanaka
scissored her legs and toppled Michelle onto her back. Michelle struggled hard 
but Tanaka held her tightly and straddled her waist.

"Kick her ass, baby." Ritchie laughed.

Tanaka wrapped both her arms around Michelle's head and pressed her breasts
over her face, smothering her with her bosom.

"She loves to use that breast smother." Ritchie smiled at me as he clearly was
enjoying this fight.

Struggling like crazy, Michelle was finally able to push Tanaka's arms away and 
escape her smothering breasts. Michelle bucked her hips up and was able to get 
a leg between her body and Tanaka's. Then, in an explosive motion, she pushed 
Tanaka away and got back to her feet.

The two women began to circle each other; Michelle was now clearly more
cautious against the wicked Asian. Tanaka winked at her and the two women
locked up in a clinch. Tanaka performed a trip and then instantly turned her 
move into a hip throw.

Michelle was able to somehow land on her feet and used Tanaka's own 
momentum to throw her on her back. But, the nimble Tanaka was again able to 
get her legs in play and rocked Michelle off balance. Michelle tried to not get 
flipped onto her back, but Tanaka slipped behind her and now had her legs 
wrapped around Michelle's waist. Tanaka rolled over and pulled Michelle face up 
on top of her.

Michelle tried to stop Tanaka from wrapping her arm around her neck, but
with trained practice, the Asian slipped her arm underneath Michelle's chin 
and began to methodically apply the chokehold.

"You are not going to get this house."

Michelle kept struggling but Tanaka was able to secure the chokehold. Her face 
began to turn blue and I saw the hope leaving her eyes. We had lost and we all 
knew it at this point.

As if in slow motion, I saw Michelle raise her hand and then tap the floor to
signal her defeat.

Tanaka simply smiled but kept choking her.

I saw a look of sheer panic appear on Michelle's face as she was on the brink
of passing out. Then Tanaka let go, and Michelle coughed and wheezed as she 
held her neck.

Ritchie and Tanaka kissed and hugged as they congratulated each other on
their victory. Then I saw a false smile on Ritchie's face as he turned towards me 
and rolled me on my back. Still bound I could not do anything as he removed my 
underwear and left me on the floor naked.

Laughing he pulled out his cellphone and began to make all kinds of pictures
of me. With a smile, he placed his feet on my chest and then began to make a few
selfies.

Michelle was back on her feet but she was looking at the floor in defeat. Tanaka 
smiled at her. "Cheer up, grandma. It was a lot of fun beating you two."

Tanaka slowly walked to Michelle and then began to remove her bra. "I want a 
little souvenir of my victory."

Standing next to my topless girlfriend, Tanaka flexed her biceps while Ritchie
snapped several pictures. Michelle did not seem to have any will left to protest 
and she just looked at the floor, hoping it would be over soon.

Ritchie saw me watching and winked at me with a naughty smile. Gently he put 
his hand on the small of Michelle's back and pulled her against him.

Then he gave her a long deep kiss.

Michelle tried to push him away but he kept their lips locked for a few
seconds more before finally letting go of her.

"We wish you two all the best in finding another house." Tanaka laughed with
her high-pitched voice. "Please come back soon. We would love to do this again 
sometime."


The End