THE DANCER




It had been an interesting two week run for April at Godivas Club for
Gentlemen. She had made some new friends and of course lots of new male
admirers.

As she liked to say no one could resist her 5'9",130, 40DD-24-36 body with her
large 15 inch biceps and her long, powerful sensuous legs. The flowing red
hair just added to the excitement and the mystery of this woman.

As usual though there was always one guy in the club who had to make a pest of
himself no matter how tactful she was with the customers. In this particular
club, the pest was also the DJ, so he was very hard to dissuade. As her run
was ending she finally convinced the jerk that she had no interest in him
outside of him spinning her music.

It wasn't easy, Bob, the DJ, was very good looking but April never mixed up
her personal life with her work. She finally convinced him a few nights ago
when she allowed him to test her strength in an arm wrestling match after
work. She did a little bump and grind and showed off her tits to distract him
in the beginning. When they finally locked up and she squeezed his hand his
eyes widened. When he was beaten in less than thirty seconds he was convinced
to leave the busty redhead alone the rest of the week.

Bob was watching April do her dance on the runway and was thinking that only
one other woman that he knew had that kind of power in her arms. He started
daydreaming about Rebecca and almost forgot to switch April's music as she
changed tempo. The big redhead looked up at the booth and glared. Bob grinned
sheepishly while putting his hands out as if to say "oh well." After her
routine April went to the booth to see what happened.

"What happened this time?" screamed the enraged redhead getting into the DJ's
face. "I'm sorry, was thinking of something else and messed up." April shot
her finger into the meaty chest of the DJ. "Look when I am on all you think
about is my music. Now what was more important than that?" Bob stepped into
April's chest. He had enough of her prima donna attitude. "I was thinking
about a friend I am meeting after work. So bug off." April stifled a laugh. "I
bet she is a real winner?" Bob glared at the uppity dancer. "For your
information she is a fine woman and she is even stronger than you."

April let out a loud laugh. "Well if she beat you at arm wrestling as easy as
I did I guess you would think that way." Bob just stared hard at the redhead.
"I'll have you know," continued April, "No woman is as strong as me or as
tough as me or as mean as me. And if you don't want to find out what I am
saying don't mess up my music again." Before Bob could say anything the
redhead was gone from the booth.

After the club closed and Bob closed up the booth he headed for the parking
lot. It just so happened that April was on her way out at the same time. "So
your friend here? I would like to meet her." Bob just looked past her without
a word and held the door for her to leave. As they got outside a voice called
out. "Over here Bob." Bob put his head down and shook it. "What's a matter
Bob? Afraid I'll embarrass you in front of your friend?" April said. "No, but
I don't want any trouble either.", replied Bob.

"Aw come on introduce us." As they approached the woman Bob could see that
Rebecca was dressed to thrill. She was wearing a yellow one piece dress and
smiling as April and Bob approached. Stepping into the light to meet them
April could see that yes this woman was quite possibly as strong as her. She
waited for Bob to do the introductions.

Bob dreaded this moment. He knew that Rebecca was already thinking of ways to
goad this woman into a fight and he knew that April would need no prompting to
show off. "Hi." Bob said, his voice almost cracking. "Glad you could make it."
Rebecca was wondering what he was talking about but said nothing. She leaned
over and pecked him on the cheek, all the while watching for a reaction from
April. April waited for Bob to introduce her. "Ah, Rebecca, this is one of the
featured dancers April. April, I would like you to meet Rebecca." The two
women extended their hands out and when the met immediately tightened the grip
a little harder than normal. Neither woman showed any emotion. Bob was
standing there and thinking "here we go." After what seemed like an eternity
to Bob the girls released their handshake. He sighed. "Well April I will see
you tomorrow." April tugged at his arm. "What's the rush. I would like to get
acquainted with your friend here." Bob looked at April and back at Rebecca.
"Well we are meeting some others and we are already a little late." Rebecca
chimed in. "That's alright Bob. I would love to chat with April." The false
smile sent shivers up Bob's spine. "So April, I hear that you beat Bob in an
arm wrestle? Well he is so easy to distract. It really isn't fair." April just
smiled. She was aware that Rebecca was leading to something bigger. "I have
beaten him on occasion. Maybe you and I can have an arm wrestle before you
leave." April nodded her head and smiled saying "I guess we could. If you
really want to." As she pulled her jacket back and flexed her arm. Rebecca
licked her lips. "Oh I want. Believe me." As she then flexed her right arm.
"Pretty even I say." Said Rebecca.

April smiled. "Well I don't think this is the place. Maybe you know of a
place?" Bob let out a long sigh. "Oh I think Bob wouldn't mind if we used his
place," as she ran her fingers up his arms, "would you Bob?" Bob looked at the
two women and realized he was trapped. "I guess...not." he stammered. "Good,
Would you like to follow us or just join us in the ride over." Said Rebecca
opening the rear door to the car. "I think I'll take the ride with YOU."
Replied April as she slide into the back seat. Rebecca joined her in the back
and closed the door. Bob was left outside with his only option of driving.
April slid off her jacket and revealed a black and white one piece outfit and
flexed again. This time Rebecca could see the tattoo on the arm and on her
upper thigh. Rebecca would not be intimidated however and flexed both arms at
her rival. "This could get interesting." Said Rebecca. "It is only the
beginning." April whispered through clinched teeth. Bob saw the posing in the
rearview mirror and didn't know whether to be worried or excited.

On the ride over both women took stock of the other. Height was almost even
Rebecca was 5'8 while April was an inch taller, weight went to Rebecca 155 to
what she estimated to be 125- 130 for April, their biceps though both hard was
an edge to the redhead, 15" to 14", chest was obviously the redhead's as
Rebecca was a 36 B to the redhead's 40DD.

Rebecca decided to see just what the redhead brought to the table in the leg
department. She casually ran her right leg up April's left and waited. April
pushed her left leg against the brunette's and Rebecca had to stifle a moan
from the force. Pretty strong there thought Rebecca. April then wrapped her
left leg around Rebecca's right leg and started to squeeze. Rebecca returned
the squeeze as both were now testing for more than just an arm wrestle. The
rest of the ride the squeezing would get tighter, than looser only to tighten
again. Neither woman made a sound, though beads of sweat were forming on both.
April could feel her leg cramping from the squeezing and had to cede the first
test to Rebecca. A small smile crossed Rebecca's lips as Bob looked back at
her. As the pulled into the driveway of Bob's house both women fixed
themselves up as if nothing happened.

Bob exited the car and went to open the rear door on April's side. The redhead
slowly slide out of the car and as she straightened up whispered into his ear,
"She will do nicely." Bob did not know what to make of that comment. As he
moved around to open the door for Rebecca she was already climbing out. She
put her arms around him and whispered, "I am going to break her." Bob knew
what that comment meant and he cringed. "Not here." Rebecca looked into his
eyes, "Sorry, might be only chance." Then she started to walk towards the
house. Bob followed but he had a very worried look on his face.

As they entered the house April looked around, "nice place. Now where can I
change?" Bob looked puzzled. "Change? You two are only going to arm wrestle."
Rebecca pointed to the end of the hall. "You can change there. Then meet me
right here and I will take you to our little arena." April smiled. "Thank you
I will only be a moment." Bob looked at Rebecca. "What are you doing?" Rebecca
just smiled. "It's a girl thing. Now be a dear and go down and get the room
ready." Bob knew that when Rebecca wanted the room only the strongest came out
of it.

April returned wearing a leopard print bikini. Bob's eyes almost popped out of
his head. "Ready, now what about you Rebecca?" Rebecca pulled her dress up she
was in a white bikini that showed off her body. Her abdominals were like a
washboard. April stood in admiration and a little awed by the appearance of
Rebecca. She never suspected that the brunette was such a physical specimen.
Rebecca broke the silence. "This way." April started to follow. "where is
Bob?" Rebecca kept walking as she replied, "Making the room ready." Rebecca
opened a door at the end of the hall and started to walk down a short flight
of stairs.

In the center of the room was a large mat. Off to the side were some chairs
and a table. "This way," said Rebecca pointing at the table. "Our first test
will be to arm wrestle." April took a position on one side of the table and
Rebecca on the other. Both women looked intently into the eyes of their
opponent. Neither felt Bob bringing them into a grip. As their hands locked
both women struggled for their favorite grip. It was a game of cat and mouse
as well as intimidation. April felt the strong fingers of Rebecca lock around
her hand, April pulled out. She wasn't comfortable. Rebecca just stayed in
place. Again April approached the table. Again they locked up. This time
Rebecca pulled away. Bob was getting agitated. "Let's go ladies." Rebecca was
at the table staring straight into Aprils eyes. Bob was finally able to get
them into a grip. He counted down. Three.. Two.. One, wrestle! April quickly
jumped out to an early edge, Rebecca bit her lip and started to pull them back
to even. The dancer's biceps was bulging, her forearm straining to keep her
edge. Rebecca let out a yell and pulled up hard. She had April slightly over,
April put her shoulder into a huge pull, and Rebecca fought back, their arms
straining. Teeth were biting onto lower lips, perspiration was visible on each
woman's forehead. Rebecca was slowly gaining an edge. April was holding onto
the table tight and trying to pull the brunette's arm over. Rebecca kept
pulling, she could feel the grip slipping. With one final tug she had April
almost down to the table. April was struggling to get back in it. Rebecca
allowed herself a slight smile. April started to pull her arm up, now it was
Rebecca's turn to fight to maintain control. Bob was watching the struggle and
still couldn't believe it. Neither woman was giving an inch. Rebecca tightened
her stomach and pulled as hard as she ever had. April screamed from the pain
of the struggle. Rebecca could feel April weakening. With a final tug the
brunette slammed the dancer's arm down on the table hard. She held the arm
down as April cried out her submission. "Alright you win this one." Rebecca
eased her grip, leaned over to the redhead and said, "I win them all red."