Pre-fight jitters

You can’t help but feel nervous about the upcoming wrestling match for the rest of the day, like a cloud hanging over your head. You’re certain it was just a fluke, that Andrea just got in a lucky position - but doubt still creeps in.

What if you were wrong? What if your girlfriend’s mom taps you out?

Andrea, on the other hand, is energetic and bubbly the entire day. And why wouldn’t she be? She’s got nothing to lose. She either loses a wrestling match against a strong young man, no big deal, or she manages to control and destroy him. Like she did last time. Either way, she only stands to gain.

Stacy is at your side after dinner, as Andrea finishes the last of her drink. It seems like your girlfriend has blocked out her mom’s inescapable pin from her memory, as well as the possibility of it happening again. She seems to have convinced herself that you’re going to win, no matter what. You wish you had that kind of confidence. You don’t know what it would do to her if she saw her mom tap you out.

“I hope you’re ready mom!” Stacy smiles. “Simon’s gonna kick your butt.”

“Yes, yes.” Andrea chuckles, setting down her glass and standing up for a big stretch that pushes out her ample bosom. “I suppose it is time. Are you ready, Simon?”

Your mouth goes dry as you stare at her. She’s so hot. So gorgeous. You nod.

“Good,” she purrs. “Then let’s start.”