Karen Wants A Go

"I'll do it!"

Billy turned around to Karen, still standing next to him with her gloved hands on her hips, smirk still all over her face. "I mean I'm already here, it's just easier for both of us."

The boxing champion was stunned and still vey rattled from the MILFs unexpected punch. In his weird mental state he just stared at her for a few seconds without saying a word. His mind wandered, taking in her appearance even more closely this time. Black tight leggings with a fancy white shirt on that didn't do much to contain her impressive rack. Her red boxing gloves matched her lipstick, and she had on enough makeup to look amazing without overdoing it for a sporting event.

And then he finally noticed that she was wearing open toe black heels that showed off her red painted toes. Now that he knew she had been wearing heels the entire time the punch she threw that had momentarily knocked him out seemed even more humiliating. She had even worn the proper attire, and even without the loaded boxing gloves (as far as he knew) she could still ring his bell.

Billy had been gawking for a few seconds at that point, which annoyed many of the moms, especially Karen. He had been standing there with humiliating thoughts going through his head and starting to make him hard. It seemed the punch had taken a greater toll on him than he thought.

"What, did I punch you hard that you forgot how to speak? Ugh I knew this class wasn't a good place for our girls." She looked over to the crowd as she sneered her way through that sentence, and she got a lot of murmurs in agreement from the crowd. She was relishing all this attention she was getting, but not the attention from Billy. the way his mouth hung slightly open, the dumb look on his face as he ogled her, the way his newfound erection was straining his pants. She hated all of that.

"Ok now I think I might have seriously hurt you." Karen got a few giggles and a few 'ooh's from the crowd as she reveled in her verbal victory.

Billy finally came back to reality. "No, it's just that I want to give other people a chance to participate."

Usually at this point Karen would just huff angrily, walk away, and demand to talk to the principal about this. But this time something was different. This time she wanted to teach him a lesson, one that he would not forget.

"Oh I get it, you're just afraid of me. You think my punches are too strong for you to handle and you're afraid of losing if we spar."

This comment earned her another round of giggles and 'ooh's from the crowd, this time even more of them, and even louder than the first time.

Billy was taken aback. "What? No, we wouldn't even be sparring, it's just a demonstration!"

"Oh so you're not disputing that you're scared?" Karen had Billy right where she wanted him.

"No, that's not what I meant, I mea-"

"Because from here it seems that the big boxing champion is scared an untrained mom will beat the shit out of him in front of a live audience." She finished with a wide smile and her hands back on her hips, almost taunting him.

This was crazy! He didn't have to do any of this. He would just tell her to go back to her seat, and kick her out if she refused. He was the one in charge that day, and he wasn't going to take orders from anyone.

But before he could do that he heard a voice coming from one of the moms in the audience.

"That sounds like a challenge!"

"Yeah, I think we should just skip the demo and go straight to sparring."

"Definitely, unless the boxing champion is actually scared."

That last one did it. Billy was boiling with anger and wanted to stop this once and for all.

"So what is it _boxing champion, _are we going to do this or what?"

He had **** but to accept the MILF's challenge.