Whitney's Way

My arms were stretched over my head as I finished hanging the last sheet of drywall. Another step closer to the end of the two year process of renovating our first house, it was hard to conceal my sense of pride at turning a worthless wreck into the nicest place on the block. But as soon as I heard the garage door starting to open, I felt that familiar pang of panic.

I smelled gross. It was better to be scolded for leaving a mess than being caught un-bathed. In seconds, I stripped naked and had my clothes in the washer, my body getting cleaned in the shower.

Whitney made it clear at the beginning she wanted a totally submissive pretty boy. Submissive to the point of me taking cock but I was a college wrestler for goodness sake, and a damn good one at that.

We met in our freshman year. We kept seeing each other around the gym. She captained the field hockey team and I led the 125 pound weight class. Always having plenty of confidence, I wasted no time making her my girl. Though she was as rough as a linebacker and strong as one too, no girl in school got more stares from the guys.

She was statuesque, brawny and beautiful. Her nickname was Xena.

The first time we messed around together she kept saying that she bet that I knew my way around a man's body from all my time on the mat. Our sex resembled a fistfight more than a romantic encounter as she used her superior height and weight to try to subdue me but I was much too fast for her.

Whitney loved the challenge of trying to outmatch me at everything but she could be as sweet and caring as my mom. That's how we ended up with Cindy on our doorstep and me with a cock in my ass.

My wife and Cindy grew up next door to each other and were best friends. At 17, Cindy got knocked up and married to a low life loser that never had a job. By the time we graduated, she had three kids, two jobs and a horrible life.

"Shut off the shower and get out here," Whitney said as she walked into the bathroom that Sunday. This was hell week, the seven days before her period, and this was not a good start.