Lori and Jennifer By The Collector Lori's Strength ... Jennifer's Weakness Copyright 1999 The Collector This story is adult in nature and should not be read by anyone under 21. Send comments to ChuckSt35@aol.com This story is narrated by Jennifer. I had hired a full time baby sitter on the recommendation of a friend to care for my daughter who had just turned four. Lori was a recent college graduate still looking for work. We were only four years apart and hit it off famously after she started. Lori was 5'5", 4 inches shorter than I was and about 120 pounds, with long brown hair and brown eyes. She was much prettier than most girls with a body that would have given even me a challenge. I had been in a number of beauty contests and had no trouble holding my own, particularly with my 38D-24-37 figure. Lori was equally as well built and had been a source of attraction to me. An unnatural attraction, but I still found her appealing. She had a quiet, confident personality that I also found attractive. After I arrived home from work each day, my daughter would regale me with stories about Lori and what they had done that day. One day, however, she told me something I found a bit hard to believe. "So what'd you guys do today?" I asked Kim. "We went to the park...and Lori bought me lunch...and she pushed me on the swings." "So you had fun huh?" "Oh lots...she's fun to be with. And the pool guy came over today. I like him. He's nice." Charlie, a friend's husband whom when not spending his time cleaning pools usually hangs out in the local gym. And he likes to show off. "And how was Charlie?" "He's OK...he let me see his muscles. They're so big, almost as big as Lori's. And she's really strong too...even stronger than Charlie." "What do you mean honey?" "You know how Charlie lets me beat him arm wrestling?" "Yes..." "Well, him and Lori arm wrestled too and she won. But I don't think he let her, at least it didn't look like it." I liked what she was saying, perhaps a little too much. But I had beaten Charlie as well and was curious...very curious. "Are you sure honey? Charlie's a very strong man." "I'm sure. When Lori showed him her muscle, I thought he was going to cry. I didn't think girls were supposed to have muscles, but Lori's were big." I let it go at that, hoping to find a way to take it up with Lori. * * * I got home late, just after 8 in time to put Kim to bed. I asked Lori to stay around and have dinner with me as neither of us had eaten yet. She fixed dinner as I put Kim to bed, then we sat down together to talk about the day's events. "Kim enjoys being with you so much Lori...I'm glad to have you." "She's wonderful...and so much fun to be around. And she has a great imagination too." My eyes kept drifting towards her sleeves hoping to see something to spark my interest, so to speak. "She gets like that...she's very creative, and even makes up the most wonderful stories." "I know...she keeps my mind busy. Most kids are a bit boring but Kim's special...I don't know how she comes up with her stories, but I love them." "I know. Every day when I come home it's something different. Like yesterday she made up something about you and Charlie." "Oh oh...something harmless I hope." Now was my chance...I hoped. "It was nothing...something about you beating him arm wrestling. But he lets Kim do it all the time so I guess he was just being nice." "He is nice, but he didn't let me beat him. Oh...maybe I shouldn't have said that." "You mean...you really beat Charlie? Fair and square?" I asked. "Yes...I usually don't say anything about things like that, but I did. It wasn't really that hard for me." "Well, I'm impressed. I've beaten him before, but I didn't think there was any other girl strong enough to beat him, especially after seeing what he does in the gym." "It's nice to know I'm not the only strong girl around anyway. I don't often get to meet anyone, especially another woman, as strong as I am." She was calm, confident, matter of fact about it as though it was no big deal, but it was driving me nuts. "I don't either Lori...it's really nice." I deliberately ran my leg up against hers, hoping for a response. "Jennifer...are you...a little strong...or strong like...stronger than men?" "Definitely stronger than men...though some of them are afraid to admit it. Most men can't handle a stronger woman." "I know...it's amazing isn't it how they're so insecure about a woman's strength? And if they see your muscles, most of them act like little boys they're so afraid." "I always thought strength was sexy...it makes me feel sexy anyway." I hoped she felt the same way. "And muscles...I love how my muscles make me feel. This is kinky, but I'll tell you anyway. I love to get dressed up in my sexiest outfit and go out. If I see a guy I like, I'll start flirting with him. Once I've caught his eye, I'll run my hand through my hair, just to get his reaction. Most of them turn white as a sheet. I can't believe how guys react to a pretty girl's muscles." I was blushing, twitching slightly in my chair, my temperature rising. It wasn't just that she was so beautiful. The thought of her being so strong was driving me insane. I wanted her to keep talking...I wanted to see her strength so much. It was totally unbelievable that a girl that looked like Lori could be so strong. She was much too pretty...much too feminine. "Do you ever...see how another woman would react?" I asked cautiously. "Sometimes...if it's the right woman...and if I think she knows how I'd like to be treated. Jennifer...why do you keep staring at my arm?" Oh no! "I'm sorry Lori...I didn't mean to. It's just that...listening to you talk...it sounds so incredible that a girl like you could, you know, be as strong as you say." She smiled at me, sort of a blushing smile. "Most people do find it hard to believe...but it really is true. If I didn't know better, I'd say you'd like to see something...anything for me to prove it." She got up from her chair, much to my surprise and stepped behind me, putting both hands on my shoulders, and softly massaging them. I closed my eyes and basked in the warmth of her touch...just having her next to me...so close I could smell the sweetness in her hair...was more than I could have dreamed of. "That feels so good Lori..." I reached my right hand up to hers and gently touched it. She clasped it in hers and squeezed it hard enough to send a wonderful message to me. "I'm glad you like it." Then I felt her move close to me...I felt her breath on my neck as she reached down and softly kissed my neck. "Oh Lori...that's so nice..." then suddenly, slowly, her right hand reached down just under my breast, easily filling her hand. I shivered for a moment, enough to begin losing my composure. "I've always wanted to kiss you Jennifer...you have the prettiest lips I've ever seen." I was so happy I could've cried, then her lips moved close to mine and I felt a fullness so moist I'd never felt before. I didn't want her to stop. Her kiss was so sweet. Then she slowly kissed up my neck and gently blew into my ear. She was intoxicating...it was something I'd never experienced before. Then she whispered. "Touch my arm Jennifer...tell me what you feel." I reached my hand up and grabbed her forearm, then slid my hand up to her bicep. She had her arm tensed...I think...I'd never felt a woman's arm like Lori's...I'd never touched a woman's muscle b before...and Lori's had to be the best. It was large, solid, firm, and I suddenly felt secure having her strong arms around me and her beauty embracing me. I wanted so much more. "Come here" she whispered softly. I rose from my chair slowly, turned around and looked at her. I had expected to feel the same air of superiority I felt over anyone shorter than I was. It was a feeling I enjoyed immensely and gave me a sense of power. As I looked down into Lori's beautiful eyes, I knew I was no match for her, that she had more than enough strength to match her beauty. And I suddenly felt overwhelmed, excited by the thought of this smaller woman being able to do whatever she wanted...and I wanted her to so badly. I wanted to touch every inch of her beautiful body...and feel every ounce of strength she had. "Lori..." was all I cold muster as my hands reached for hers. She let me take them as I interlocked them. I smiled at her and started pushing; noticing she quickly caught on. "I'm too strong for you Jennifer," she said quietly as she started pushing back. I wasn't weak at all, as many men have found out, but she made it seem as though I was. I felt my knees buckling, my hands twitching, as I slowly moved to the floor. I looked up at her and saw the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen. My knees touched the floor and she let my hands go. I gently wrapped my arms around her legs and pressed my head to her thigh...I could have cried I was so happy. I reached my hands up behind her and grabbed both cheeks in my hands and squeezed them gently and felt her hand across my hair. "Jennifer?" she called. I looked up at her and noticed she had removed her sweater and unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a light pink lace bra, perhaps a size too small. Then she started lowering her body onto me. I fell back easily and watched her glide slowly towards me, wearing a smile inside those pretty lips I wanted again so much. She straddled me, took my hands and easily pinned them behind me. Whatever resistance I offered was countered by the slightest move from her strong arms. She moved closer to me as I watched her lips come close to mine. Her hair dropped into my eyes and her lips touched mine again, sending a wonderful chill through my body. "My strong girl..." I whispered as she pulled away, "My beautiful strong girl..." "I have enough strength and muscles for both of us Jennifer...let me show you." I felt her lips touch me again as she fully embraced me, holding me within the strength of her arms and I felt the power of her ravenously beautiful body next to mine. Tears of happiness began to flow from me as my lips touched hers...and this was only the beginning.