My Secretary by FantasyMan A manager and his secretary wrestle for supremacy. Update: 10/11/1997 to misc3 My new secretary Carol radiated an exciting sexuality. She had movie star looks with a similarity to Kim Basinger. She was blonde, about 5'6", about 125 lbs. Although she was slender she had a lithe and wiry body that gave an impression of athletic strength. Having recently been divorced I was immediately attracted to her. She was smart and an excellent secretary and we got along well right from the start. I wanted to make a move on her but I was concerned about sexual harassment. It seemed she was attracted to me by certain looks she gave me; she seemed to be studying me trying to figure out what I was really like. Finally I got the opportunity I'd been waiting for. It was her birthday and it was a company tradition to take employees out for lunch on their birhthdays. It was the first chance I really had to talk to her outside of the office. I asked her why she'd left her last job and heard a surprising story. She said one of her co-workers had tried to rape her after office hours. Although he was a big man she had managed to fight him off and even hurt him badly. She couldn't stand to work there after that. I asked how she was able to fight off a big man. She said that she was a lot stronger than she looked; she'd grown up on a farm and had done a lot of hard work in the fields. She also had two older brothers who fought with her and taught her to wrestle and fight. Now I was getting very excited, because I'd always had a fantasy about wrestling and fucking strong women. I decided to approach the subject of her feelings about men to see if there was a way to tell her about my fantasies. She said that she couldn't stand men who tried to treat her like a weak and helpless girl and felt they could push her around at will. Then came the amazing revelation that stunned me. She said that she had secret desires to physically dominate men and to be in control when making love. But she didn't want a weak man either. She wanted a man who was strong enough to give her a good fight but wouldn't be turned off if she beat him. She didn't know it at the time but she was playing right into my hands. I sat there wondering how to tell her I could be the man she was searching for. I'm not very big, 5'8" and 160 lbs., but I'm fairly strong and athletic. I hadn't wrestled since I was a kid, but I worked out regularly and was good at most sports. With my weight advantage I felt I could probably take her, or if not give her a tough fight. Finally I decided the best approach was to come right out with it. I looked her square in the eyes and said "I think I'm the man for you". She stared into my eyes for a while without saying anything and I was beginning to think I'd blown it. Then she smiled and said "I've been thinking exactly the same thing. I've seen the way you look at me in the office and I've watched you enough to see that you're a nice guy, but not one to be pushed around easily. Would it bother you if we wrestled and I beat you?". "Oh, no", I said, "but I'll bet I can take you". Smiling impishly now, she said "What do you want to bet?". Deciding to go all the way with my fantasy, I said "Winner gets to use the other in any way they want sexually". "Just what I'd like", she said. We were both so excited at the prospect of our match that we planned to meet at her apartment the same night. Trembling with nervous excitement I knocked on her door. When she opened it she was barefoot and wearing a robe. She'd laid out a wrestling mat on the floor and said she was ready for action. Then she surprised me again; she took off the robe and was totally naked! Her body was fantastic, lean and sinewy. Her breasts were not large but they stood out beautifully. Her waist was ridged with muscle and her legs were long and slender but rippling with muscle. Her arms were rounded and firm with small but well-defined biceps. She didn't appear to have an ounce of fat on her wiry body. She said "Since we're going to fuck when we have a winner we might as well start naked so we don't have to stop to take off our clothes." I couldn't agree more. While I was undressing we talked about the rules. It was to be pure wrestling. No punching, kicking, biting, or scratching, and no grabbing each other's gentitals. I finished undressing and we stared at each other eagerly. I decided to try to catch her off guard by quickly going behind her. I jumped on her back and knocked her down. I sat on her back and twisted her left arm behind her figuring I could immobilize her and make her submit. I loved the feel of her strong wiry body twisting and writhing under me. Her furious strength surprised me and I found it was really hard to hold her down. Suddenly she rolled over, yanked her arm loose, and flung me off onto my back. As quick as a cat, she leaped on top of me, locked her thighs around my waist, and tried to grab my wrists. She grabbed my left wrist but before she could grab my right wrist I got my free arm around the back of her head and pulled her head down into a headlock. Her face was against my neck and I was hanging on desperately. I then used the leverage of the headlock and with a mighty heave managed to roll her over to her side. We were locked in a fierce struggle; her legs were still squeezing my waist and she used her free arm to grab me in a headlock. So now we were in a double headlock and our bodies were glued together. I was becoming incredibly aroused by the feel of her breasts against my chest and the strong squeezing grip of her legs. Although I felt I had the superior upper body strength to roll her over I found myself increasingly weakened by her leg scissors. Using her legs for leverage she slowly forced me onto my back again. Then she grabbed my arm that was holding her in a headlock and slowly pulled it back. Although I resisted I couldn't keep her from opening the headlock. She then released her headlock, grabbed my other arm, and began to force both my arms to the mat. I was stunned by the strength of her arms. Now I was beginning to doubt my ability to match strength with her. It was hard to believe but this beautiful girl who I outweighed by 40 pounds seemed to be stronger than me! Although I struggled desperately to keep her from pinning me, my arms were slowly weakening. With a last mighty surge she slammed my arms flat to the ground. Then she released her scissors grip and laid flat on top of me while switching her legs to a grapevine. She forced my legs apart and ground her breasts against my chest. "Do you give?" she said with a tight smile. I tried to bridge and push my arms up but she was just too strong. I realized my position was helpless and I nodded. Then she bent down and gave me a deep passionate kiss. "Now you're mine and you have to bend to my will", she grinned with delight. I could only nod helplessly. She let go of my wrists and reached down to grip my penis. As she rubbed it gently I was becoming incredibly aroused. "Don't you dare come until I tell you!", she said. She raised herself up and slowly slid her wet vagina onto my penis taking me totally inside. Then she pinned my wrists again and began to move her vagina slowly up and down, driving me wild. I felt I was going to come, but she prevented it by tightening her vaginal walls. I could feel her becoming deeply aroused. Suddenly she eased her vaginal squeeze, let go of my wrists, wrapped both arms around my head, and pulled my head into a deep kiss. Now she began to pump up and down furiously while still kissing me. She broke the kiss for a second, said "NOW!" and began kissing and pumping furiously again. At last I was able to release and had the greatest climax of my life. "That was great but I expected a better fight from you", she said as she smiled down at me while still on top. I teased her, "Next time I'll know what to expect and I'll be ready for you. I still think I can beat you. You were just lucky." She finally let me up. As she walked me to the door she said "Just let me know when you're ready for another match". I knew that I'd found the perfect woman and that we'd have many repeat sessions. I was a happy man. Part 2.... Carol surprised me with a new idea. She wanted to try oil wrestling. We would rub our naked bodies down with oil and wrestle for sexual supremacy. Although she had beaten me every time the matches were getting closer as I got more used to her fighting style. She felt that the oil would even things up more but she still would win. It sounded exciting to me and I readily agreed. After we got naked we laid on the mat side by side and covered each other wiht oil. That itself was a very arousing experience for both of us. By the time we got done we were both wild with desire. This was going to be an incredible match. She didn't waste any time going after me. She hurled her body at me and slammed me down to the mat. She scrambled to get on top but the oil made it hard for her hold on to me. The feel of her strong wiry body slithering on top of me was indescribable. I decided to see what I could do reversing our positions. I slid out from under her and jumped on her back. I knew from previous matches that I had to get a hold of some kind or she'd throw me off. I was able to put her in a half nelson but she spun away with a quick twist of her body. That movement put her onto her back for a second and I took advantage by straddling her stomach and gripping her wrists. I was careful to keep my legs outside hers so she couldn't wrap her muscular legs around me. Although she twisted and squirmed furiously I hung on to her wrists and slowly forced them down towards the mat. This time I felt like I was finally going to win! But Carol had other ideas. While I was forcing her wrists down, she bridged her hard stomach muscles and lifted me up a ways. Then she slid her legs out from under me and locked both her legs around one of my thighs. She squeezed fiercely causing my thigh to feel like it was being squashed like a tube of toothpaste. The pain in my thigh caused me relax my wrist grips. She shot her arms straight up and with a mighty heave and twist rolled me off and onto my back. Wild with fury now she leaped in the air and slammed her whole body on top of me. I was stunned and she took advantage of that by quickly sitting on my chest and forcing my shoulders to the mat. She couldn't wait for me to give; she was too turned on. By this time I was highly aroused and my penis was fully erect. She lifted up, impaled herself, and began to pump furiously. For some reason I didn't want it to finish like that. Summoning a strength fueled by sexual desire I bridged up and rolled us so tht we were side by side. She fought back by locking her legs around my back. Incredibly I was still locked inside her. We were now in a sexual fight. We were fucking wildly and at the same time matching strength to see who could come out on top. Just as I was about to come her strength prevailed and she rolled on top. Her legs were locked around and under my waist causing my back to arch. Her arms were wrapped around my head squashing my head against her neck. It was the most exciting sexual position I'd ever been in. As she continued to fuck me we came together with a double explosion that blew our minds. to be continued...