Tanya, the mom with a vendetta

“Hmmmm, why don’t I give it a go…?” one of the moms stepped forward, drawing Billy’s eye. And he liked what he saw.

Billy ran his eyes up her body. She was hot. She had two sleek, long legs, and a thick pair of thighs that led up into her broad, milfy hips - she sported a large rack, which while deeply impressive, may not have been the most unbelievable in the room. What really made her chest stand out, however, was the fact that this milf wore nothing but a sports bra on her top half. Unlike the other moms, in their tops and shirts, this one had come prepared to fight. A decision which gave Billy a lot of bare skin to ogle.

Billy admired her chest, maybe a little less subtly than he should have. Drinking in all of that exposed cleavage… Oh yeah, she would be a good pick. He wanted to get closer to those puppies.

“You’re perfect,” he said, smiling, and not taking his eyes off of her rack as he spoke. “And your name is…?”

“Tanya,” the milf smirked. She sauntered towards him, and the other moms parted a path for her.

This is going to be easy, she thought, trying to quiet her nerves and her rage. Just wait til I get my hands on you… Then we’ll see what your reputation is worth.

What Billy didn’t know, was that Tanya was here on a mission. And it wasn’t to learn from him. Oh no, anything but.

You see, Tanya was a very… “caring” mother. Her sweet son, Sam, was everything to her. And, just a few weeks ago… Her son got knocked out by Billy.

Now, her son was in the boxing club. He was fighting with the champion, after issuing the challenge himself. He knew the risks. And after his loss, and being told he had to sit out of the club he loved so much for a couple weeks to recover, he was taking it pretty well.

But Tanya wasn’t willing to let it go. Momma bear needed to avenge her cub. The idea of her sweet boy being knocked out some brute truly bothered her. It was an irritation buzzing around in her brain for days. Just who was this Billy, anyway? Who was this brat who had punched her precious Sammy ****?

So she looked into him. Sitting at home on her laptop, stewing, and reading everything she could. Apparently, Billy was the school’s boxing champion. Undefeated. That meant that HE had never been knocked out the way Sam had been. That didn’t feel right.

It ate away at her, the way the school newsletter talked Billy up like he was the pride of the school. An undeniable prodigy. Not ONE word of criticism, not ONE public mistake or embarrassment. He had a mother who was beloved in the community, and a sister with too many academic achievements to count. He was the golden boy, from the golden family, and it was burning Tanya up.

Knocking out her Sammy was barely even a noteworthy blip in his life. He might have even forgotten by now! Tanya was enraged by the thought, despite putting it into her own head. She hated him. Her son’s “rival”, as she falsely imagined Billy to be, had gone too far when he’d knocked out Sam.

But as much as she was growing to hate him, and hate reading about him, she couldn’t help but check the school website every day for any news of what Billy was up to. Hoping for something embarrassing, stewing in disdain when it was another accomplishment, and grumbling unsatisfied when nothing notable had reached the site - which was most of the days.

So when the latest school newsletter went out, and Tanya heard that Billy would be running this class himself… She decided it was time to give him a taste of his own medicine. Something to put an end to her irritation at the golden brat’s perfect life.

She was going to knock HIM out.

Not that she was a great boxer. Or even particularly athletic, beyond the healthiness that a good diet and some light cardio can get you. By all means, she should have had no chance of schooling this boy the way she intended to. But she had a secret.

Unlike the other moms, Tanya wasn’t wearing a pair of gloves from the school gym today. She had brought this pair in from home, freshly bought. And she had done some… Work on them, last night. Something to even the playing field. Maybe even tilt it a little bit in her favor.

She may have been unskilled, but she had loaded her gloves - and today, she was looking to knock him the fuck out, and humiliate him in front of everyone.

Tanya almost purred as she slinked up to the front through the small crowd of moms. Her unknowing audience. Smiling at Billy, hiding her true feelings, and her growing anticipation, Tanya let out a little sigh that made her chest lift and slowly fall right before Billy’s eyes. He ogled those fat tits with hunger and glee.

“Why don’t we step into the ring, for the demonstration…?” she suggested, slyly. “Then everyone can get a… Better look.”

The ring was raised off the floor, and would make the demonstration easier to see. Billy had no reason to disagree. Especially when he was enjoying that massive rack. It might not have held a candle to Heather’s body, but a sexy milf was still a sexy milf. And holy shit, Tanya was sexy. Sultry too, if her voice was anything to go off. Was she into him? This was going to be fun.

The two climbed into the ring. Billy first, then turning and giving Tanya a hand to climb in after him.

“Such a dear…” she purred, trying to hide her bitter feelings for him.

Billy smiled, and turned to address the crowd of waiting, eager moms. Turning his back on Tanya. Sealing his fate.

But how long would Tanya bide her time for, before springing her plan?