Alexandra 

Alexandra was the first female bodybuilder I'd ever been around.
The women in our office were jolted by her looks. The men were
intimidated. I adored her.

She was there less than a week when I asked her out. She said yes.
Which threw everybody for a loop. Partly because she said yes and
partly because I asked her out in the first place.

I got shot down so many times by the girls at work it was a joke. I
gave up trying. In fact, if it weren't for my best bud, Sandy, I'd be
an outcast. She kept me in the loop. People liked her.

"Where the hell did you ever get the balls to ask her out?" Sandy
asked. "That Amazon. That muscle bound she-thing is gonna mess you up."

"It's a date not a wrestling match. I'll be fine." I said. I liked the
tone of jealousy in Sandy's voice. You can't blame her.

To me it seemed like the classic case of a woman so beautiful no one
dared approach her. It was easier for the guys to make cracks about her
being 'jacked on roids' or some other stupid stuff. They didn't have to
take a chance on getting shot down. I had nothing to lose. Why not take
a shot?

Besides, Alexandra was different. The other chicks worried about being
cool or hip or whatever. And going out with a guy like me was
definitely not cool. I was too much my own man. Alexandra went her own
way same as me. She was so far beyond cool it didn't matter what anyone
else thought of her.

Her trying to be cool was like Rembrant trying to be Warhol.

I took her to a movie and I thought we had a great time but the next
day at work she wouldn't even talk to me. She wasn't mad she just
didn't acknowledge me in any way. I was bummed.

I told Sandy about it.

"What happened?" she asked. "Did you puke on her or something? I've
given guys the cold shoulder but this is the deep freeze. You musta
fucked up something fierce."

"We had a good time. After the movie we stopped and got an ice cream
and walked around."

"Did you get some sissy flavored ice cream that pissed her off?"

"I didn't have one. I was busy carrying her sandals. She kicked them
off and walked barefoot. She made me carry one in each hand so I
wouldn't drop them."

"What a wuss."

"I didn't mind. She shared. She held the cone for me and had me do
different licks on it."

"Different licks?"

"Yeah. She'd lick the cone then have me imitate what she just did.
After a few licks she put her hand around the back of my head and
taught me some signals."

"Signals?"

"Yeah. If she squeezed it meant hold still, freeze my tongue in that
position. Or a certain finger pressure meant left, right, up, down. It
was easy. I thought she was having fun playing around."

"She was having fun all right. She was prepping your simple-minded ass.
Did she tie you up first or just sit on your face?"

"Be nice."

"Was she being nice?"

"Yeah. She only slapped me once when I tossed her sandals down. But I
deserved it. She made a point of me being careful with her shoes and I
went and threw them down. She should have beat my ass. That's what she
said she'd do if I wasn't careful with them."

"Why'd you throw her shoes down? Were you pissed? I'd kick your ass too
if you threw my Manolos around like that. Damn."

"I didn't exactly 'throw' them but you're right, I'm an ass, I don't
know how to treat nice things. That's what she was trying to teach me.
I needed to be slapped or like you said she should have beat my ass.
Maybe that is why she's ignoring me. I'm so stupid."

"Okay. Okay. Okay. Of course you're a stupid ass. You're a guy, for
Gosh Sakes. Of course you don't know how to treat nice things. No guy
does. You're all assholes. Cut to the chase. Where were you when you
did whatever you did with the shoes?"

"In an alley. She took me in there for privacy. Kind of. We were still
practically in the street but hid in a shadow."

"And...?"

"She made me lick her. I mean I wanted to... but she didn't ask. She
pushed me to my knees-- that's when I kinda lost my balance and dropped
the shoes--- and after she slapped me around a few times she leaned
against the building and hiked her skirt and put my face between her
legs."

"No shit!?!"

"Yeah. She had me do the licks she taught me. I thought we had a nice
time."

"Did you get her off?"

"She got off all right. So did I. She held my head between her thighs
and I could feel the ripple of her muscles on my ears. My arms were
around them too. One around each thigh from underneath. It was like I
was going down on a fucking statue that breathed. I never felt
something so rock hard and soft at the same time and you guys say how
bulky she is but she's not. She's not, like, solid. She's layers and
layers of muscle and when she moves, even a tiny bit, those layers move
in all different directions and you get a massage from just touching
them. It's so warm and safe there inside her thighs. I shot my load
just as she did. She exploded in my face. I thought someone dropped a
water balloon off the roof.  I was soaked instantly. Soaked in her warm
wet cum with her powerful stink on it. I nearly came again."

"Bullshit." That's what Sandy said but I could tell she believed me.

"She had so much cum running down her legs I had to lick her from her
ankles on up to get her clean. She had it hanging off her ass cheeks
too."

"Did you lick her ass?"

"What do you think?"

"Don't get smart. Tell me how you licked her ass cheeks till they were
clean. I want to hear you say it. Say it right and I might let you lick
me, Wuss."

"Her cheeks were nothing. I lapped that up like Lassie does Alpo. The
thing is, Alexandra thought she felt some in her ass crack. I didn't
see how but I wasn't gonna argue. She said she felt some wetness right
up in her ass crack right around her asshole."

"What'd you do?"

"What do you think I did?"

"Motherfuck!" Sandy ran up on me grabbed me by the shirt with one hand
and slapped the shit out of me with the other. "Wanna play games,
Bitch? Huh? Think you can tease me and get away with it? Fuck a whole
bunch of TALK. Lick my ass the way you did hers. Now, Bitch."

"Yes, Ma'am."

I dropped to my knees and gave my bud Sandy a rim job she'd never
forget. I had my tongue so far up her skinny ass I thought I felt her
tonsils. I think she got the gist of what I did for Alexandra.

It was fun doing my pal, Sandy, and I hope she got a charge out of it
but the main reason for spilling my guts a and going down on her ass
was... Alexandra said she'd beat my ass if I ever told what happened
between us. She seemed like the truthful type.

Sandy was a one-woman PA system. My business would be out there before
my office door swung shut. I figured she deserved a trip around the
world for that.