COFFEE TALK - AMAZON STYLE

by Tim - written for DTM / Amy's Conquest


(A man can't help but stare at and eavesdrop on the sexy conversation of four
beautiful Amazons, three of them with their own female muscle stories to share
with one another, the last muscle packed beauty looking to make a brand new
story of her own with the "lucky" admirer in the end)

He couldn't believe that he hadn't seen her come in. She stood in line, second
from the front twisting some strands of ginger tinged blonde hair around her
finger. Don had been too engrossed in his Blackberry to see Amber in line, but
he was getting an eyeful now. She had a black windbreaker tied around her hips
and he could make out tight red and white exercise pants beneath. She looked
like she worked out a lot. She had muscle size, shape, and a lush fullness
that gave her body an aggressive sexy curve. It was easy to see that Amber's
body was her temple, and while Don didn't think of himself as a muscle lusting
guy, this beautiful woman had certainly piqued his interest.

He got a good look at her face when Amber leaned down to check the time on her
phone. She had beautiful soft features with piercing turquoise eyes and little
freckles around her nose. She gave a small sigh and rose up on her toes to
look over the shoulder of the man in front of her. Her calves flexed under the
jogging pants forcing the material to stretch around them. Don felt his heart
quicken. She was so effortlessly sexy that she probably had guys beating down
her door, but Don was pretty sure he wouldn't be her type. She looked to be in
her mid-twenties, just reaching the peak of her female hotness. He was at
least fifteen years her senior and hadn't been much of a lady's man back when
he had been her age.

The guy in front of her finally got his order and made his way out the door.
Now she was at the front. She talked to the guy behind the counter for a
minute and he motioned towards a table on the right side of the caf' where Don
was sitting. She started towards Don. She walked with a confident, even cocky,
swagger. Don held his breath and sucked in his gut as she passed. He glanced
up, sweeping his eyes over her, but lingering at her breasts. The shirt's logo
was written across the swell of her boobs, it might as well have read 'STARE
AT ME' because that's what several sets of eyes did as this woman approached.
Don wasn't the only one. Her face looked innocent and sultry at the same time,
like she was a woman with just a little bit of young girl left inside. It was
sexy for sure. Amber took the quickest of cursory looks down at Don and smiled
as she went by and sat down at the table directly behind him.

He grinned when she was behind him and couldn't see. He figured the show was
over. He took another sip of coffee and looked down to figure if he'd finish
his now lukewarm muffaletta. His phone chimed, and he checked the e-mail. He
quickly replied to his co-worker's inquiry and took another sip of coffee. He
had forty minutes left in his lunch break, but he was the guy who was usually
back early. There was always work to do, and an opportunity could be missed
while sitting at a caf' wondering whether to eat the rest of his sandwich.

When he looked up from his phone again, he saw two women walk in and look
around the restaurant slowly. Don frowned and hid his open staring behind his
phone. He barely saw the shorter Asian girl because she was a complete head
shorter than the ebony Amazon that had walked in with her. She had to be
nearly six feet tall and with her hair pulled back into a puff it looked like
she had an afro-halo framing her gorgeous face. She moved like a queen or a
super model and her molasses colored eyes scanned the caf' like a terminator's
would. Her expression was pleasant enough, but her dark eyed glare was enough
to make any man shrink away. She stepped further into the place and hooked her
thumb into the strap of the purse hanging from her bare shoulder. That simple
motion made a vein covered hill rise up on her right arm. Don didn't pretend
to know what muscles went where or what they did inside the body, but as this
woman came more and more into view, it was easy to see that her body was like
a finely tuned machine. Every hard muscle flowed directly into the next one
with complete precision. She was lean, mean, and explosive like she could jump
to the roof if she wanted. After looking to the left, the Amazon looked to the
right and her face lit up into a bright- smile. She could have been looking
right at Don, but he was smart enough to know that she was looking past him.

"Cassandra!", the blonde called out and stood up from her seat.

"Amber!", the tall ebony goddess shouted and hurried around the divider near
the front door. Don got a good look at the rest of her elegantly sweeping
body. Cassandra was wearing thigh length shorts and hard cuts showed under her
skin with each step. Her long strides ate up the distance. He looked up as
Cassandra and Amber came together and hugged right next to his table.

While the two beautiful women hugged next to him, his eyes turned towards the
other woman who'd come in. He hadn't seen more than the top most of her head
because of the divider. Her hair was cut where it barely brushed her
shoulders. It was pulled back spotlighting her smiling face. She couldn't have
been more than an inch over five feet, but she was built. Don didn't know
where to look first. Muscle shapes showed from her calves up to her thighs.
Her abs were tight as a drum, and her chest and shoulders bulged with muscle
too.

"Hey, you brought Brittany with you", Amber exclaimed after looking up from
her hug. "I didn't see you come in. Maybe I was looking over your head."

Brittany gave a wry smile and cocked her head to the side. "I should have
known you'd sneak a short joke in."

Amber lit up with another smile and her turquoise eyes sparkled as she took in
her friend's body. "You look wonderful."

"Yeah, I've put on almost ten pounds since the last time you've seen me", the
soft spoken Brittany explained.

"Ten pounds all in the right places. I am so jealous", Amber admitted as they
hugged.

"Mostly to my upper body", Brittany began. "My legs were so overpowering that
I barely work them anymore. They just explode every time I put heavy weight to
them."

"Well your biceps, traps, and delts must explode too. Are you still competing
at middle weight cause you look like a heavy?", Cassandra asked as she took a
seat.

Brittany smiled from way inside. "No, I have these little joints makes me look
huge, but I'd have to put on a little more muscle to be a heavyweight", she
said with a level of disappointment.

Cassandra shook her head as she took her seat. Brittany was huge, but it was
true about her joints. Cassandra could wrap both of Britt's hands in one of
hers.

"Well when you flex you put the heavy weight girls to shame", Cassandra put
in.

"True", Amber seconded.

Brittany gave just the tiniest of flexes, watching her biceps gather under her
skin before shrugging and sitting down. "Where's Danny?", she asked after
ordering a spring water and skinless chicken sandwich on pita bread.

"I don't know I sent a text", Amber replied.

"Well?"

This time Amber shrugged, showing traps that were thicker and harder than a
quick glance would have let on.

Don checked a message on his phone and nearly finished his coffee. He should
probably leave. He had work to do. Besides some guy named Danny was coming in
and that would destroy his little eaves dropping fantasy. He was about to
stand up when the door opened and an olive skinned brunette breezed in
quickly. She pulled off her shades and even from a distance, her emerald green
eyes shined. This young woman walked in with a purpose.

"There she is", Amber began. "Danny", she called and waved her over.

Don couldn't believe his eyes. This was Danny? Danielle hurried into the caf'
and saw her friends, well in truth she'd seen Cassandra's afro and that had
brought her eyes to the rest of them. They all grinned when she hurried over.
Danny's body was the equal of the others in a trim power packed way. She
strutted as much as walked.

"I am so sorry I'm late", she apologized as soon as she sat down. "I had to
get the figures for one of our suppliers and I'd left the damn things at the
office."

"It's cool, Danny really. We just got here", Brittany said to put her at ease.

Don listened to the four women talk and realized a few things quickly. They
had known each other for a long time, since at least high school and probably
longer than that. And at least two of the four had gone to the same
university. Either way they remained in contact even if their lives often kept
them apart for long stretches. They made real efforts to meet in person, but
it had been more than a year since the four had gotten together, and a lot had
happened in that time. All of them had a story to tell.

"So how's the gym going?"

"Busy", was Danny's reply after taking a drink from the lemonade that Amber
had ordered for her. "We were really growing a couple of years ago, but now
with the economy we have to fight and claw and offer freebies just to keep our
memberships up. I think we're making it work though."

"I figured you'd be a stressed out wreck, but I don't think I've seen you
happier."

She smiled. "Well thanks. The stress was wearing on me big time, but things
are better now."

"What about Josh? How's he doing?", Cassandra asked before digging into her
reuben.

"It was hard on him too. We hardly got any time together, except at work. By
the time we got home we were so tired we didn't make time for anything else.
It was pulling us apart slowly."

"You should have taken my advice", Amber said with half a mouthful of pasta.

Danny glared. "Oh, I know what you'd have me do, and I actually love my
husband. I wouldn't do that."

Amber shrugged. "Hey, I like what I like. Don't knock it till you try it, even
with someone you care about."

"I have tried it with someone I cared about", Danny fired back quickly.
"Remember?"

"Oh yeah!", Amber said and covered her face as she laughed and blushed.

"We were all there, and I don't think poor Glen walked right for a week or two
after you were finished with him. I did do the abduction thing though."

"Oh really", Brittany said and leaned in. "Tell us about it."

"You don't want to hear about it", Danny said.

Don wanted to hear it for sure, and he silently prayed that the girls would
convince their friend to talk. It didn't take much convincing. Don stopped
writing a text as Danny started talking.

"Well, I had to figure someway to spark us, so I went to the store and bought
an outfit, and then rented a van. I waited until after closing time and then I
struck..."

Josh sighed deeply and turned out all the lights in the gym except the ones
near the front counter. He checked his pockets to make sure he hadn't left his
keys on the desk like he'd done the night before. It'd been so embarrassing to
have to call his wife to bring her keys to unlock the door, but Danny
understood. They had so much on their minds that it was hard to keep anything
straight. He wanted to do something special for his wonderful wife. He wanted
to let her know how special she was, how beautiful and sexy and smart she was,
and how much he loved her, but every time he started thinking about romance
business crept into his mind.

The light in the parking lot flickered as Josh made his way towards his King
Ranch Ford. He smiled when he thought about seeing his wife at home. He looked
up at that flickering floodlight and pushed the button to unlock his doors at
the same time a dark shape flashed next to him. Josh spun his head to the
right, his big muscles flexing in anticipation of a struggle, but the danger
came from the left. A dark bag flopped over his head and pulled tightly
against his face. Josh dropped his keys and took a deep breath. He noticed too
late that the inside of the bag was coated in ether. The strength instantly
started leaving his big muscled body. He was determined though. He worked his
hands up the gloved hands to the arms that held the bag in a death grip. His
last thoughts were of how fucking hard the arms were that held the bag. Josh's
eyes closed.

Danny finally exhaled as she felt her husband go limp. She took the bag off
his head and caught him under his arms to keep him from falling to the ground.
Then with a grunt of effort she pulled her husband up enough to drape him over
her shoulder. He was heavy, but she was more than strong enough to support his
weight, and strong enough to do more than that. Her strength had first gotten
Josh's attention in college and it was always a bond between them even before
they got engaged and eventually married. She hoped she could still excite her
husband like she used to be able to. She stuffed Josh in the back of the van;
duct taped him and jumped outside to clean up the scene before driving away.

Josh opened his eyes and saw the world bouncing upside down. He was being
carried across someone's shoulders, and while the delts, traps, and biceps
were rock hard, they didn't seem like a man's muscles. He blinked away the
lingering fog of the ether and his eyes settled in on a beautifully curvy ass
switching and tightening with each step. He felt a tick of instant arousal at
its sight, only adding to his confusion. He tried to move his hands, but they
were bound tightly. He tried to move his legs, but his abductor put an arm
around his waist and squeezed him tightly enough to make him be quiet. Josh
groaned under the instant pressure. This might be a woman, but she was a
fucking strong one. He closed his eyes and tried to marshal his strength for
an attempted escape.

The woman went up some stairs, only slowing her pace slightly even with the
added effort. She didn't seem to be breathing hard as she used her free hand
to pull open a big sliding door. They passed through it into a mostly darkened
room. One bank of lights shined down from high in the ceiling. Josh narrowed
his eyes looking directly into the bright lights. The abductor lay him down in
the circle of light on the floor like he was a sack of dried beans. She went
around the back and used some preplaced nylon straps to tie Josh's taped hands
to a pillar. Then she stepped away into the dark shadows.

Josh leaned against the wooden support and pulled himself into a sitting
position and tried to work against the tape holding him tightly. He thought he
saw movement in the distance but couldn't be sure. He was looking off in the
distance when suddenly a smallish hand reached into the cone of light and
snatched the tape off his mouth.

"Fuck", Josh exclaimed and looked all around him, but his abductor had melted
into the shadows again. Josh's face was in a snarl as he pulled against the
tape, but he couldn't find the strength to get his arms free. "What the hell
are you doing!?!", he yelled at the top of his lungs, but it felt like he was
yelling into some sort of worldless nether region as his voice disappeared
into the distance just like the abductor had done. Fear made the hairs on the
back of Josh's neck rise as he looked around.

"There's nobody to hear you", a distorted voice spoke from the darkness
itself, like the person was everywhere at once.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to remember", the disguised voice replied and a buzzing click
sounded before another bank of lights clicked on, illuminating assorted
weights set in the middle a large circle of light. Josh's practiced eye looked
at the weights and quickly counted up the total. He scoffed wondering if that
sick minded bitch wanted him to try and lift that. He probably could, but
there was no way he would do anything she wanted.

The masked abductor stepped out the shadows and stood next to the weights. She
stared at Josh, who stared back. His face was set in determined resistance,
but his eyes gave him away. He couldn't see this woman's face, but he assessed
her body and couldn't hide his arousal. As if she sensed it, she reached down
and lifted two big dumbbells, one in each hand. Combined they had to weigh as
much as she did, but her small hands kept grips on both weights. Josh frowned
as he glared at her wondering what she could possibly do with those weights,
then to Josh's surprise she started to curl them. He could hear her soft
grunts of effort as her arms rose bringing up the heavy steel. Josh could hear
her biceps expanding, growing like mountains as she mastered the weights. Her
body shook a little, as the weights got near halfway up. Josh leaned forward,
watching the show, watching her muscles flex. The suit was so tight that he
could see the ridges of her abs tightening as she worked to raise the weights
higher. He thought he saw a bead of sweat roll down her face under her mask.
He knew that she was straining, but the weights kept rising.

The body suit changed colors as her body swelled beneath it. The material
containing her upper arms was so stretched that it was gray. Each stitch
struggled keep from breaking, but these hard female muscles wouldn't be
denied. As the first weight reached the top, her biceps peaked like rockets
and stitches popped. Josh got his first look at the tanned, oiled skin
beneath. A throbbing vein snaked across the peak of this hard rounded hunk of
muscle. Josh leaned in, pulling against the nylon a bit to get a better look.
He focused on her arms and saw the other bicep burst through the material like
a monster from beneath the waves. It was so hard and powerful that a low moan
of passion sounded in Josh's throat. He knew he shouldn't have been, but he
was getting hard. Nothing looked as hard as those muscles though, not even the
steel in her hands. She held the weights up for a moment, and Josh thought
that she might be finished, but she lowered them both, and with louder
feminine groans, she did more reps, her arms getting bigger with each
torturous repetition. He heard her squeal as she pumped out rep after sweat
jerking rep. The material was forced tight against her burgeoning biceps as
she worked. She panted as her bicep growth took on a life of its own forcing a
bigger, thicker pump. Finally she let the weights drop to the floor. The boom
echoed in the room, and focused every fiber of Josh's being on that
beautifully muscled stranger in the center of the room.

She stared at him, her chest heaving slowly. Her body was like distilled lust,
and Josh felt it. He wanted to tear his eyes away from her. He wanted to find
a way to get out of here, but her pull was so powerful. It felt like magic.

"Do you remember?", the otherworldly voice asked.

"Remember what!", Josh demanded. "Who are you?"

She didn't say anything, just stood still and stared from the center of the
room. Josh gave a sustained pull on his restraints. His arms and pecs and
traps flexed hard and a couple of strands of tape broke, but even pulling his
hardest he couldn't break free.

"You want me don't you?"

"I love my wife, you sick bitch! Let me go!"

"Are you sure you love your wife?", the voice asked him, accused him.

Anger powered Josh's next efforts to break free, powered it better than fear
did, but the results were the same. He couldn't get loose. He finally hung his
head in defeat. "Why are you doing this! What did I ever do to you?!?!", Josh
yelled at the top of his lungs.

"You forgot", the abductor replied calmly. "Maybe this will help you
remember."

She turned around facing a massively loaded bar, and giving Josh a clear view
of her drool inducing ass. Her legs were curvy and strong with the built up
power of her quads, hams, glutes, and calves on display. The width of her back
and shoulders gave her a taper that any model would have paid for, and her
confident stance made Josh's hands want to grab her. He tried to fight her
pull over him, but it was no use. He looked past her and saw the bar. The
center of the bar was only a yard from the ground and the sagging ends were
only inches from the floor. The woman forced her body below the bar and worked
her shoulders against it. She stayed there like she was at the bottom of a
deep squat with all that weight above her. She was profile to Josh where he
could see the thickness of her thighs. The muscles stuffed against each
others, but it was too much. She had to be strong to carry Josh, but that was
too much. She couldn't lift that... she was too small to lift that. She took a
deep breath, puffing out her chest. Anticipation and silence filled the room
in equal amounts.

Steel scraped against steel and groaning stressed metal sounded as the woman
started up. "No", Josh blathered as her thighs swelled up. Hills, cliffs,
crowns, and crests rose up along her back as she forced the weight up. The big
plates clanged together, but she held the sagging bar securely, fighting for
each inch. Her quads bulged angrily, flexing bigger and harder under the
tremendous weight. Josh's manhood rose even faster until his head was pressing
painfully against his zipper. Her body shook with power, and Josh's shook with
lustful need.

"Aaargghh!", the augmented voice growled as her legs passed ninety degrees.
She lifted it more quickly now. Her fast twitch fibers fired as fast as they
ever had. After nearly a minute of pure struggle and painful effort the
abductor stood up straight with her load across her back. She sucked in
breaths as quickly as she could. Sweat poured off Josh as he felt shame and
lust. She turned her eyes to him, and he nearly lost his load in his shorts.
He was helpless under her spell now. There was no fighting anymore. She
started down again.

She sucked in a great breath as she descended and when her beautifully bulbous
ass was near the ground she sprang up. Her glutes clenched into to globes of
concave muscle. She threw her head back as she finished her second rep. Josh
was flushed and mad with need. His manhood pressed painfully against the
confines of his pants. He wished he could get it out, but soon it wouldn't
matter. She started down again.

This third rep hurt her and energized Josh to behold her pain. She threw her
head back and yelled to the heavens as she powered back up. Her voice carried
to him even over the booming sound of her distortion setup. She dug every
ounce of effort, pushing her body to breaking, pushing it so that Josh would
remember. He saw the leggings start to split along the seams just like the
sleeves had done. Her scream sounded all the louder and the bottom half of her
bodysuit burst open exposing her naked muscle beneath. Josh's eyes flew open
wide and he saw stars as he was racked by the hardest orgasm of his life. He
screamed as time after time he shot cum out soaking his pants like he'd been
shot with a firehose.

Even when his cumming stopped, his dick stood rock hard. During Josh's massive
orgasm the abductor had started a fourth rep. She made it down to the bottom
and started up again. This one was harder than all the others. Her body was at
its limits. Muscles bulged from every angle, and sweat dripped to the floor.
She closed her eyes and slowly, painfully slowly powered up. Josh screamed
along with her, pulling with sexy fueled strength against the bonds as her
fourth rep began to falter. She called on more strength, reaching deep within
herself, making progress and getting up higher.

Josh's manhood jerked from side to side, nearing another explosion. Fear
hadn't been enough to get Josh free, and neither had lust, but Josh found new
strength as he finally understood. His muscles flexed to their all time
maximum as Josh screamed, "I REMEMBER!!!" His arms and legs burst from their
restraints and he jumped to his feet, scrambling on all fours to get to her.
He ran up behind this powerful woman, his abductor, hit tormentor, and his
wife. She was nearing the end of her endurance after her display, but she was
determined. She always had been. Josh put his hands under her shoulders and
helped her complete the last rep. His dick pressed against her rock hard ass.
He ran his hands along her body, feeling every muscled curve before stepping
back.

Danielle dropped the weight and no sooner had it hit the ground than Josh took
his wife in his arms. He spun her to face him and stared into her emerald eyes
before pulling the cover off her face. She was soaked with sweat, exhausted
and brimming with love. She'd accomplished her goal, but she'd created a
monster in the process. She pressed his lips against hers with furious passion
then pulled back and roared like a wild man. He pulled the remnants of her
bodysuit off, exposing every inch of her naked body before laying her down in
a pool of her own sweat.

He got to his knees and aimed his rampaging erection and plunged deeply into
his wife. She moaned and swooned as he fucked her like hadn't done in years,
since they'd been carefree newlyweds. She screamed his name and he growled
hers. He came in buckets as she worked her hips, grinding into him. After an
hour, he held her tightly against him, his dick still semi-erect, and pulled
her lips over for a kiss. "You're the reason I get up in the morning, and the
reason I work so hard. And I'll never forget to love you ever again!"

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