Miko
by Dan111  aka   Danboyii



Not for kids, prudes and fainthearted people - a fantasy

Fred and I became friends almost immediately. We both had middle management
positions at the largest company in the area. We ate lunch together most every
day and drank a martini or two at the local watering hole several times a
week.

Fred was married to Edie, a beautiful tall blond whom I had met only once.
Yes. just once when she stopped by to get a few extra bucks from Fred on her
way to an evening out with her girl friends.

She was my idea of the perfect woman. Tall! She was a bit over 6 feet and in
heels about (6'4") she towered over Fred (5'11") and of course me (5'10").
According to Fred, she weighed about 195 very solid and nearly perfectly
distributed pounds. I figured that she probably outweighed Fred by 25 pounds
and me by a bit more.

I had always been drawn toward the tall, strong, amazonian type and in my
dreams fancied the idea of being overpowered by such a woman and made to do
her bidding in rough love sessions. I never told anyone that I liked big,
strong girls and I never got very close to any women that came close to
fitting my fantasy image woman. I wanted her to be strong, muscular but
feminine in both shape and manner. I saw what I thought was such a woman in a
circus act once. It was an acrobatic balancing act and I was in heaven because
she did most of the lifting and supporting of her male partner. I had been
seated well in the back and when I managed to get close to the front at the
end of the performance I learned that both she and her partner were short
people. Both were less than 5'5". What a disappointment.

Over drinks one evening, I told Fred what a lucky guy I thought he was to be
married to a beauty like Edie. Fred beamed. He proudly related how she had
been a star athlete in college in multiple sports. She was on the rowing team,
did the high jump and javelin and ran cross country. She pitched and played
outfield on the softball team and was leading scorer and point guard on the
basketball team.

"Wow", I ventured, "She must be pretty strong."

"Oh, she is. She's stronger than most guys, I'd say. Especially those who
don't work out."

We sat in silence for a time. I wondered if Fred had detected any of my deep
seated love for big strong women when he asked, "Did it bother you that Edie
is so much taller than you?" And before I could answer, "You know what I mean,
she's tall anyway and then with the spike heels she really towers...." His
voice trailed off as he looked at me questioningly.

Might as well dive in, I thought. "Bother me? Not a bit. I like ‘um big and
strong. I guess you do too." There - it was out. Well, maybe not how deeply I
felt about it, but it was out just the same.

Fred smiled. "I'll tell you a little secret if you promise to keep it." I
assured him that I would.

"After we got married, when we got to the hotel room, Edie carried me over the
threshold." He stared at me anxiously waiting for my reaction.

I blurted what I thought. "Wow! Oh wow! You are one lucky guy. Did you know
she was going to do that? Did you know she could do that? What happened then?
Does she pick you up now sometimes? Do you ever wrestle? I caught myself then.
"Sorry, Fred. I know it's none of my business. But I do like big strong women
and it sounds like you are living my fantasy." Now my secret was really out.

Fred did tell me more and it came clear that he was indeed living my fantasy.
There was as it turned out much physical activity between Edie and Fred and he
readily admitted that he was no match for her and that he had known it from
the beginning of their relationship. I sat completely captivated by his tales
of his marriage and how physically dominant his wife was.

"Does it bother her that you are shorter and weaker. Do you think that she
wishes you were more macho?"

"I know it doesn't bother her. She's not impressed by the big strong macho
types. She says they are usually rather childish in how impressed they are
with themselves and how distressed they become when they are outdone by a
female in any game or competitive sport activity."

The following week, Fred asked if I would like to meet a friend of Edies. He
said that she was a real looker and that if I really liked strong women, this
girl more than filled the bill. "She's been Edies personal trainer for over a
year and she's strong as an ox according to Edie. She's also a black belt or
expert in several different martial arts."

I quickly said that I would definitely like to meet this woman and Fred said
that it could be arranged for the following Saturday.

I was in fantasy land. I was going to meet my dream girl - a big strong amazon
type like Fred's wife Edie. Maybe she would be even bigger and stronger than
Edie. I couldn't wait.

At Fred's house on Saturday afternoon I was a nervous wreck. Edie had greeted
me with a big smile and an even bigger hug. She wrapped her arms around me
pinning my arms to my sides and picked me up.

"Oh, Dan, I'm so glad you could come. Fred's told me so much about you. He
says you really like strong, athletic women. Is that true?" she said followed
with a lilting little giggle as she swung me about and carried me several
steps into the foyer.

I know my face must have been beet red both from the embarrassment of having
my secret spoken out loud by this amazon and at the same time being held in
such a helpless position. Edie was dressed in a low-cut yellow print party
dress that stopped just above her knees. White sandals raised her height to at
least 6'4" and in her arms raised me as well to several inches above the top
of her head.

"Yes," was about all I could get out. She was squeezing me tight and on top of
that I could feel a massive erection growing out of control.

Edie began to laugh. "Oh, ho, ho! What do we have here? Fred! I do believe Dan
likes what I'm doing."

She put me down gently and the three of us had a good laugh largely and I do
mean largely at my expense.

Just as we were seated with drinks in our hands, the doorbell rang.

Edie went to the door which was out of view of the living room. I could hear
whispers but couldn't make out any words. Then around the corner and into the
room they came.

"Dan, this is Miko, Edie announced excitedly as she raised Miko's arm as one
might that of the winner of a boxing match. I was stunned.

Miko was barely five feet tall. She was outfitted in a burnt orange sundress,
lowcut and stopping several inches above the knee. Matching spike heel sandals
brought her up to about a foot short of Edies height. She was also oriental,
probably Japanese. Her black hair stopped an inch or two above her shoulders
and turned inward toward her neck so that from the front her round face was
framed by the lazy circular flow of her shinny black hair. The face was most
certainly beautiful, highlighted by large almond eyes and a broad smile that
exhibited cute dimples below high cheeks on either side of an open mouth
showing the whitest, most perfect teeth I had ever seen. But she was barely
Five feet tall!

Buxom! Voluptuous? I had to admit that she certainly seemed to fit both those
descriptions. Mikos body was all those things that many women strive for and
are double "d" for most men. That is, distracting and dangerous as in causing
nasty bumps from walking into things or worse if the poor guy happens to be
behind the wheel of a car.

My eyes were probably bugging out of my head and my mouth was wide open and I
do mean wide! This woman was an exquisite bit of eye candy while at the same
time exhibiting a picture of great feminine strength and power. Her feet were
small in those cute heeled sandals and her ankles seemed almost delicate as
her legs flared to an enormous proportion at the calf and then went undercover
just above the knee. The fabric of her dress only seemed to accentuate the
massive thighs that were obviously there hidden so tantalizingly from full
view. I would learn later of the power of those large but so perfectly
proportioned legs. I would also learn that her calves measured a full 20" that
grew an incredible additional half inch when she flexed her legs standing in
spike or stiletto heels. Those monster thighs were 8" larger.

She had broad shoulders and powerful looking arms that gave the appearance of
being quite hard and strong without appearing the least bit masculine. Her
upper body tapered to a narrow waist above wide unmistakably feminine hips.
She had a fullness of form that women envy and men would die for. I estimated
that her powerful body likely weighed about 150 lbs. Actually I soon learned
that she really weighed 162. There's that muscle weighs more than fat thing
again. But she was only five feet tall.

I did finally collect myself and managed to sputter out something that sounded
like, "Hello"

We hit it off well. I would learn that Miko was an experienced world traveler
with considerable education. She is a scientist of the first order with an
armload of degrees and a Phd in astro-physics. She likes to laugh and is very
funny in a natural sort of way. Her interest in martial arts and fitness grew
out of her athletic days in school and she pursued them now in both habit and
hobby.

During that first "date" with Miko we just sat around and ate and drank and
had a wonderful time. There was much lively conversation and laughter and
often our eyes would meet and I began to expect a clever comment to follow
each time I saw that little twinkly eye shift that I would learn was a Miko
mannerism.

I longed to touch her and found the opportunity every now and then to put a
hand on her forearm to get her attention or to accentuate a point. She did the
same and I was in heaven. I noticed that her hand was fairly large. At one
point we compared hands and hers was actually a bit larger than mine. The palm
of her hand was smaller but her fingers were much longer. She laughed gaily
and told us that she wins that little game with many men. As it turned out,
Fred's hand was smaller than mine and Edies was largest of all. It seemed
strange at first that both men would have smaller hands than the women but
then it was also fairly obvious that both women were stronger than the males
present.

Miko thought that since the women had the larger hands it would be fun to have
a battle of the sexes. And what would the battle ground be? She said it would
be a round robin tournament of thumb wrestling, of course. We all laughed at
the prospect but joined in to make it a really fun time. To my surprise, I
beat Fred and then we watched as Miko pinned Edies large thumb time after
time. I took on Edie next and lost at least 5 times in a row. Fred's luck with
Miko was even worse. She pinned Fred almost immediately every time where I had
held out against Edie more than 5 seconds on at least two wrestles. We
switched opponents and they both turned playful. Of course Fred and I both
lost but Miko toyed with me by simply holding me off rather than trying to pin
my thumb. We were fighting right handed and finally I brought my left hand
into play, grabbing her thumb and attempting to force it down.

It didn't work. Her thumb captured the fingers of my left hand and she began
to squeeze my right hand tightly. Just like that she had me holding both my
hands in her one. She moved her arm to the side and then up and down with me
with her just to demonstrate that she was in full control. I pulled and
twisted as much as I could which was not enough to be noticeable to Fred and
Edie who had stopped their battle and were watching my struggle with much
enjoyment.

I gave up. Before letting me go, Miko pulled me to her and gave me a very
sweet kiss on the cheek.

"Are you O.K.", she asked with a little waiver of concern in her voice. I
assured her that I was and that my fragile ego was badly bent but not broke.
We all laughed as good friends do when they enjoy each others company.

It was then that Miko showed us a parlor trick. She could take two walnuts in
one hand and break then by squeezing them against each other. She then blew us
away by showing us that she could shatter one walnut by squeezing it in both
hands. No wonder she beat us all in thumb wrestling!

On leaving that night I was lifted in a hug by Edie again and Fred was hug
lifted by Miko.

Miko and I walked to our cars which were parked at the end of the driveway. At
her car, I decided to go for it. I put my arms around her shoulders and went
for a kiss on the lips. Now even in her heels, I'm at least 6" taller so I was
bending over when she butt lifted me and asked how I liked it up there.

I got my kiss and we must have talked for ten minutes comparing calendars and
setting several dates for the coming week. All the while she held me in this
butt lift with my legs wrapped loosely around her waist.

I think I've found my dream girl!! But she is so short!! So what!!

Dan111 aka Danboyii

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