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face while she sucked him off。 I couldn't believe this； all I wanted was to see the chick naked； and here I get to see them 69。 They did this for about 5 or 10 minutes。 I think he got her off again。 Then she laid on her back and he mounted her。 She moaned really loud； and wrapped her legs around his waist as he fucked her。 The poor guy must have been more worked up by then； because he only lasted about 2 minutes at most。 When they were done； they just laid there in the same position； and she tried about 5 minutes later to get him to do it again； but he wasn't man enough I guess。 I went back a few times after this hoping for some more； but all I ever saw again was her reading a book or watching television。
Author： Anonymous
Humiliation
Margo swung her racquet at the ball； driving it sharply to the front wall
just above ankle height。 The ball hit with a sharp splat and caromed off
at an angle toward the left side wall。 Larry raced forward and just
managed to get his racquet on the ball and return it。 Margo waited for
the high shot to come down and smashed another wicked shot； this time
driving it toward the back right corner。 Larry tried desperately to reach
the ball before it bounced a second time； but his dive was just short and
the ball dribbled onto the floor。
〃Game！〃 called Margo。 〃I win fifteen to four。〃 She walked over and
helped Larry to his feet。 〃Good game。〃
〃Thanks；〃 gasped Larry； looking up at her。 〃Got time for another？〃
〃Nope； time for me to get to work；〃 Margo answered。
〃Come on Margo； let me try to win one。〃
〃Sorry； guy； you're just going to have to wait a while；〃 said Margo。
〃Besides； I've beaten you every time we've played。 Aren't you getting
tired of losing？〃
〃Well； now that you mention it； yeah；〃 answered Larry。 〃Let's see； so
far you've beaten me in the only marathon we ran together； killed me at
tennis； squash； handball； golf； and racquetball； and even mated me the
only time we played chess。〃 He shook his head slowly。 〃I'm running
out of things to try。〃
〃Face it babe； you're just not in my league。 I'm quicker； smarter； faster；
and stronger than you are。〃 Margo smirked and added； 〃Maybe you
should hit the weight room a little more and the dining room a little
less。〃
〃Hey； now； let's not get nasty；〃 snapped Larry。 〃I'm in pretty good shape
for a guy who works at a desk forty hours a week。 Besides； who says
you're stronger than I am？ I'm willing to concede that you're faster；
maybe even smarter； but there's no way you're stronger than me。〃
Margo's face froze。 〃Watch it buddy。 You're mouth's writing checks
your body can't cash；〃 she growled。
〃What the hell does that mean？〃 Larry demanded。
〃It means； how do you know I'm not stronger than you are？〃
〃Because men are stronger than women；〃 replied Larry。
Margo threw her head back and roared with laughter。 〃Why； you
chauvinistic； conceited； stupid idiot；〃 Margo said； wiping sweat off her
face。 〃I'll admit that some men are stronger than some women。 That
doesn't mean you are stronger than me！ It just doesn't work that way。
Have you ever seen any evidence that I'm not stronger than you are？〃
〃Well； no。 I've never seen your arms or legs； you always wear long
sleeves and pants； and you always work out in an oversized sweatsuit。〃
〃And you've never seen me lift weights； either。 On the other hand； I've
seen your arms and legs； Skinny。 I've got a pretty good idea of your
strength。〃 A smile touched Margo's lips briefly。 〃So let's go on the
evidence you've got。〃
〃Well； you're a couple of inches taller than I am；〃 Larry mused。 〃You've
got a pretty athletic build； from what I can see。 But I still can't believe
you're stronger than me。〃
〃What would it take to convince you？ Do you want to see who can lift
more weight？〃
〃Weightlifting's no good； technique means as much as strength。〃 Larry
thought a second。 〃I used to be a pretty good wrestler in college。 Why
don't we wrestle to see who's stronger？〃
Margo laughed again。 〃You think the stronger wrestler always wins？
You've admitted you know something about the sport； what if I don't？
I'd say that would give you something of an advantage； wouldn't you？〃
She shook her head； sending drops of perspiration to the floor。 〃Boy；
talk about trying to stack the deck in your favor。〃 Margo stepped closer
to Larry； forcing him back a step。 〃However； it does give me an idea。 A
contest with five parts。〃 Margo poked a finger into Larry's chest as she
ticked off the different tests。 〃Arm wrestling； leg wrestling； a tug of
war； simultaneous bear hugs； and simultaneous head scissors。 The
winner of three of the 'tests of strength' is declared the stronger； and the
loser has to be the winner's servant for a month。〃
〃Well； I'm not sure。。。〃
〃What's the matter； big talker； losing your nerve？〃
〃You're on； Margo；〃 said Larry angrily。 〃Where are we going to do this；
and who can we get to referee？〃
〃I know a private gym； and the owner will be glad to act as referee。
When？〃
〃How about tomorrow night？〃
〃Eight o'clock？〃
〃You're on！ See you then。〃 Larry headed off to the showers。
Margo smiled。 〃Yeah； Larry； see you then；〃 she said softly。 She bent
down and picked up the racquetball in her left hand。 With a slow； steady
increase in pressure she squeezed the ball until it split。 Margo laughed；
then dropped the mutilated ball to the floor and headed to the locker
room。
Larry's telephone rang the next morning。 〃Hello；〃 he said。
〃Hi； Sweetie； guess who？〃 Margo's voice purred。
〃Yeah； Margo； what's up？〃
〃Here's the address of the gym for tonight's little contest。 Ready？〃
〃Margo； are you sure you want to do this？〃
〃What's the matter； getting cold feet？〃 the voice taunted。 〃Chicken。。。〃
〃Just give me the damn address；〃 he snarled。 Larry grabbed a pen and
paper and wrote the address down。 〃Eight o'clock； right？〃 he said。
〃Right you are； Babe。 Don't be late；〃 Margo warned。 〃By the way； I've
invited some friends along to watch。 Is that okay with you； or will you
be too embarrassed to get beat in front of a crowd？〃
〃Bring along whoever you want； big talker。 I just hope they won't be too
disappointed when you lose；〃 Larry retorted。
〃My； aren't we confident！〃 teased Margo。 〃See you later。〃 Larry slammed
the phone down。 〃Bitch！〃 he muttered。
Larry arrived at the designated address at a quarter to eight that
evening。 He parked his car in front of a square； run down two story building。
A sign above the door read 〃Dominique's Amazon Gym … Members Only〃。
A tall young black woman dressed in a sweat suit and smoking a cigar
leaned against the wall next to the door with her arms crossed。 〃You
Larry？〃 she asked。
〃Yeah。〃
〃Come on in。 Everyone's here。〃 She tossed away the cigar； then opened
the door and motioned Larry through into a hallway that smelled of
leather； liniment； and sweat。 〃Sorry there's no men's locker room； never
needed one；〃 the woman continued。 〃We cleaned out a utility closet for
you。〃 She indicated a door on the right。 〃Hope it's big enough。〃
〃It'll do。 Thanks； uh。。。〃
〃Name's Dominique。〃 As the woman stuck out a large paw and shook
Larry's hand； he notic