My brother, Kevin, had lost my contract to Lex Lugar in a hard fought match. It wasn’t the outcome I had a real problem with it was a clean pin, Kevin had just lost, it’s Lex Lugar and his so full of himself attitude that I have a problem with. Most of the time I’m a pretty easy going person but I can be a real bitch when I’m in a situation or around a person I really don’t like. Lex found that out real fast. I heard an interview Kevin did after he lost and he said something to the effect that Lex got the person, meaning me, that can help him win matches but along with that he was getting a person who also has a severe attitude problem when she wants to and is very strong willed and opinionated. Also that won’t put up with being an ornament for any man.

Believe me he found that out REAL fast. For the first two weeks of the month long contract we were on the road, traveling to matches and it was just short of open warfare between the two of us. I told him early on I would do my job but that didn’t mean I would have to like it or even get along with him. Believe me, we didn’t get along. I wouldn’t put up with his full of himself attitude and he sure didn’t like my super bitch act. It was obvious to everyone that we weren’t getting along.

Finally we headed back to home base in Atlanta for a couple days off. Of course we had to stay at his place. One problem with that was he only had one bed, since I refused emphatically to sleep on the sofa I was going to have to share his bed with him.

Now just because I don’t like his attitude doesn’t mean I won’t admit that he is a good looking man. He’s 6′”, 265 lbs, longish dark blonde hair and blue eyes. He’s muscular, not body builder big but nicely put together. If it wasn’t for his attitude he would be just my type.

If anything the warfare got worse when we were alone. The first night at his house we actually tried to have a civilized dinner. The hostility was still simmering just below the surface but civility held and we got through dinner without having a screaming match, that in its self was unusual, normally we ended up screaming at each other.

After dinner Lex headed down to his basement gym to workout. I decided to call Kevin and see if anything I needed to know about had come in the mail.

He went over some of the legal papers that had come for me, then a few other things. “So, how’s it going with Lex?”

I just grunted a reply.

Kevin laughed, “Well at least there hasn’t been any bloodshed yet. You know Mickey, if you would just stop the super bitch act then I would bet Lex would drop his narcissistic attitude then you both might find that you get along quite well, maybe even pretty compatible.”

I snorted, “I doubt that very much.”

“Think about it Mickey, if nothing else it would make your stay with him a lot more pleasant. I mean, damn, Mickey, he won that match fair and square. I have no bitch about the match or the pin. He out and out wrestled me and won. You shouldn’t have a problem with it either.”

“That isn’t what I have a problem with. I know it was a clean pin. It’s HIM, personally, that I have the problem with.”

“So your “attitude problem” kicked into high gear and you became a high-riding super bitch. I’m just sure that helped his attitude.”

“What? I’m supposed to be Miss Sweet and Kind and fall at his feet, groveling, because I work for him now, never mind that he rubs me the wrong way? Forget it! He was warned ahead of time what I was like. He can deal with it.”

“And you can deal with him. I’ve seen you two together, before these two months are over you’ll have killed each other. Your at each others throats all the time or picking at each other. Look, I want you back to me in one piece. Be careful, for me, alright?”

“Alright Kevin.” We discussed a few family matters then hung up. I then got up, scrounged through my bags and dug out a book, stretched out on the bed and started reading. It was a dirty paperback I had picked up at B. Dalton books. There’s something I should tell you, traveling and working with four brothers that are professional wrestlers, let alone the fact that they are bigger and stronger than the average male, really puts a cramp in your getting a date, let alone your sex life. My brothers tend to scare men off, hell the last man I went out with Kevin and David threatened to rip his arms off and beat him with them if he tried anything with me. So I pretty much just quit dating. Well, with my job I pretty much don’t have time to go out and meet people to find a date. As for sex, I just take care of it myself. As a joke Kevin bought me a vibrator and believe me it gets a lot of use. I had read quite a bit of my book when Lex came in, dripping sweat, from his workout. He grabbed a clean pair of sweats then went into the bathroom to take a shower. I ignored him and went back to reading. When he finished with his shower he came back in dressed in sweats. He flipped the TV on, found something to watch then flopped down on the bed beside me. I ignored him and continued reading. Lex stretched all the way out on the bed, propping his hands behind his head. We just basically ignored each other for the next few hours.

When I finished my book I got up, put it back in my bad and grabbed another one along with the t-shirt I wear as a night gown. I dropped the book on the bed and was about to head to the bathroom to change when he spoke up, “You can change in here. It isn’t like I have any interest in you at all. ”

I looked at him, “Same goes for you.” I turned my back to him, stripped off my jeans; shirt and bra then pulled my night shirt over my head and laid back down on the bed, with my back to him, picked up my book and started reading.

“You really are a bitch, you know that? You’re good looking but you have a real attitude problem.”

I looked over my shoulder at him, “You’re so full of yourself that it isn’t funny. Someone needs to deflate that ego of yours.”

He grunted, “Is your attitude just a gift for me or do you act like this to everyone?”

“It’s all for you. Most people find me to be a sweet and wonderful person that is easy to get along with.”

“I figured that. I won that match fair and square, so what is the problem?”

“It has nothing to do with Kevin losing; it’s YOU I have a problem with.”

“I figured that too.” He sighed. He then went back to watching TV and I went back to my book. Around midnight I put my book down, rolled over facing the center of the bed, closed my eyes and in a few minutes was sound asleep.

Sometime later I woke up, I thought I was dreaming. Lex was stroking and rubbing his face into my hair. I could feel the bed moving slightly. I opened my eyes the slightest bit and looked down. His sweat pants ere down around his knees and he had his swollen member in his hand, jerking off. Now if you ask most women they will tell you that the size of a mans dick makes no real difference, that only men are really worried about the size, we really don’t care one way or another. I am slightly more jaded than the rest of the ladies about the naked male since I’m in the locker rooms when the wrestlers change. I’ve seen so many naked men that I’m no longer shocked by penis size. I’ve gotten to the point I don’t even notice anymore. But looking down at Lex I was a little surprised, erect he was the biggest man I’ve ever seen!

I made sure that he didn’t know I had woken up. I just laid still and watched the show.

He continued to jerk off and play with my hair. He then started talking really softly, trying not to ‘wake me up’. “That’s it baby, take my big cock. I’m going to fuck that bitchyness out of you. Lexs’ big cock is going to be all you need from now on.” He groaned a little bit then leaned down and kissed my forehead, “I’ve wanted you for so long. You are so beautiful; everything about you is in just the right place. I lied when I told you to undress in here because I wasn’t interested; I wanted you to get undressed in here so I could see you naked.” He moved closer to me and started to hump his cock against my stomach and reached down and started playing with my tits. Leaning over, he kissed me on the mouth ever so softly. “Oh yes Baby,” he muttered softly, “you’re going to be mine before the two months are up. Mine and mine alone. Baby, I want you so badly!”

I moaned and moved a little bit, letting my hand drop into his crotch. I wanted to see what he would do.

He stopped everything, waiting to see if I was going to ‘wake up’. When he was sure I was still ‘asleep’ he went back to what he was doing. But he took advantage of my hand on his crotch. Wrapping my hand around his dick then putting his hand around mine, thus having me jack him off. He bent down and kissed me again. “Oh baby, that’s so good!” With his other hand he reached up and started to stroke my hair and face. “I almost wish you would wake up. I want you so badly! I’m going to do anything to have you.” He moaned softly.

I almost opened my eyes, to let him know I was awake but decided against it. I would see what tomorrow would bring. I laid there and let him finish what he was doing.

He continued to stroke up and down my body with one hand, kissing me, telling me how beautiful I am and how much he wants me, with his other hand he jerked my hand up and down his dick. He then pushed my nightshirt up above my hips and pushed his fingers down the front of my panties. He felt around trying to get into my slit. He couldn’t quite make it so he pulled his hand out. He then rolled flat onto his back and started jerking harder on his dick. In a few minutes he moaned loudly then I could feel him cum.

When he finished he didn’t let my hand go. He reached over and grabbed something off the bedside table then cleaned himself and my hand up. He then put my arm back on my body. I felt him pull his pants back up then roll back over and draped his arm around me then kissed me softly again. I fell back to sleep soon afterwards.

The next morning when I woke up I looked over at Lexs’ side of the bed and saw that he wasn’t there. I got up and went into the bathroom and did my business. When I walked back into the bedroom he was walking in carrying breakfast on a tray. He smiled at me, “Crawl back into bed. I came to bring you breakfast and discuss terms of a truce between the two of us.”

I sat back down on the bed, he put the tray on my lap and sat beside me. While I was eating he started talking. “I realized something, you’re right. I’ve been full of myself. I’ve purposely puffed myself up and started believing what’s written about me and I’m sorry. I won’t do that around you any more. Now, I’ll ask you to please stop the super bitch act.”

I smiled at him. “It’s a deal.” I looked him in the eye and asked, knowing the answer but wanting to hear what he said, “What brought this on?”

He shrugged, “I was thinking about it last night.” We actually spent a pleasant day together after that, talking and joking around.

Later that afternoon I was sitting down in his basement gym, watching him work out. We laughed and joked the whole time. I noticed he was getting a semi-erection, from experience I knew it was caused by the exertion of lifting the heavy weights. After he was done we went back upstairs and he went in to take a shower. I waited until I knew he was in showering then I walked into the bedroom, stripped, went into the bathroom then stepped into the shower behind him. He turned around and looked at me. I shrugged, “I figured you might like someone to wash your back. Unless you aren’t interested that is.”

He smiled, “No, that’s fine.” He handed me the washcloth and I started soaping up his back. While I was washing him I said, “I have a confession to make, I was awake last night.”

The effect was immediate. He turned around and looked at me. “You were awake?”

“Through part of it.”

“Which part?”

“I woke up when you started touching my hair.”

He just stared at me, blushing a bit. I smiled at him and started soaping up his chest. “I want you too. I just didn’t need your attitude.”

He looked at me for several minutes then said softly, “I want you so bad. Let me make love to you.” He then bent down and kissed me softly.

As he kissed me I reached up and stroked the side of his face. He started running his fingers through my hair. He then pulled away and looked down at me, “Why didn’t you let me know you were awake?”

I shrugged, “I really don’t know, I wanted to but something stopped me, I don’t know what.” I continued to soap up his chest and arms. “Look Lex, I hope you’re not upset about this.”

He lathered up my hair and started scrubbing it, “Not really. Just a bit surprised. I wanted you to wake up. I want you so bad Mickey.” He bent down and kissed me again. Then he stepped out of the way and rinsed the shampoo out of my hair. He then put the conditioner on and let it set. He took the washcloth out of my hand and started washing me all over then moved out of the way so I could rinse off. I took the washcloth out of his hands, bent down and washed his legs, dick and balls. Once the shower water rinsed him clean I took his now erect cock in my mouth and started sucking, running my tongue around the head of it. He threw his head back and moaned. I started sucking as hard as I could and reached down and massaged his balls. In a few minutes he tried to pull my mouth off but I held tight and he flooded my mouth with his cum. As soon as he finished I stood up and rinsed my mouth out with the water then wrapped my arms around his waist. “Does that make up for the super bitch act?” I said, grinning.

“Oh yes!” He said and leaned down and kissed me. We both then dried off. I brushed out my long hair so it wouldn’t get tangled. Lex then took my hand, led me to the bedroom and sat me on the edge of the bed. He kneeled down in front of me, took my face in his hands and kissed me tenderly. I deepened the kiss, reached up and started to stroke his still wet hair. He moved his arms down to my waist and pulled me closer to him, to the point where my chest was crushed against his. I lowered my arms and wrapped them around his thick neck.

He broke the kiss off first and looked in my eyes, “You’re so beautiful. Let me make love to you, please.” He pushed me flat onto my back, spread my legs far apart and propped them on his shoulders. Gently, he spread the lips of my pussy apart then started to lick and suck on my clit. I moaned and writhed on the bed, his tongue was sending jolts of electricity throughout my body.

He gently inserted one finger into me and started moving it around, then in and out. He slowly inserted a second one, continuing to lick and suck on my clit. I moaned a little when the second finger entered me and I started stretching me out. It had been so long since I had had sex that I was really, really tight. I was almost like a virgin again.

He only quit when I moaned that I was going to cum. He stopped long enough for me to cool down then went back to work on my dripping pussy. Gradually he worked a third finger up my pussy. I winced and groaned at its intrusion.

Lex pulled his mouth off, “You sure are tight baby. I’m just trying to loosen you up a little bit. I don’t want to hurt you.” He then went back to work on my pussy. Once I stretched out a bit and the pressure and pain eased up it started feeling real good. I was moaning and telling him how good it felt.

Finally, he pulled his mouth off my clot and his fingers out of me. He moved up and kissed me, “You ready baby?”

“Oh yes Lex.” I said, kissing him passionately.

He had me scoot up to the middle of the bed and crawled between my legs. He propped my legs on his thighs, bent down and kissed me. “Baby, I’m going to make this special. I’ll try my damndest not to let it hurt.” He wrapped his arms behind my head, kissed me again then started easing himself into me.

I winced as the head of his dick eased into me. He was so big and I was so tight that it really hurt. He eased himself in as slow and gently as he could. He would stop every so often to let me stretch out and get used to him. Finally, he was all the way inside me, he held still, making sure that I was used to him and that he wasn’t hurting me anymore. He bent down and kissed me again. “Has it quit hurting baby?” He asked softly.

I moaned, “Hold still for a few more minutes. You’re so bit it still hurts.”

He kissed me again, “Alright.” He then hugged me tighter and started kissing and nuzzling my neck softly, murmuring words of endearment to me. He then worked his way back up to my face. “Baby, you’re so beautiful.” He then started stroking my hair. “I want this to be special. God, I’ve wanted you since I first laid eyes on you.”

I reached up and started running my fingers through his hair then kissed him, “I’m ready Lex.” I said softly.

He kissed me tenderly then started moving in and out slowly, making sure he was gentle. When he was sure I was used to him and I wasn’t hurting anymore he started moving faster. “Does it feel good Baby?”

I started running my hands up and down his back and moaned. “Oh God, yes Lex! It feels fantastic!”

“Good bay, that’s what I wanted. I’m going to make it so good that I’m going to ruin you for any other man.” He kissed me again then grabbed a hold of me tight and rolled us onto our side. He propped my leg up on his hip then started moving in and out. He kissed me and started rubbing up and down by back and stroking my hair. “I like this position best.” He said softly, “I can touch me anywhere and look at your beautiful face.”

“Hmm, it feels so good.” I said, running my hands up and down his muscular chest.

“That’s it baby, touch me. I love your hands on my body.” He said softly, kissing me. He started moving faster and faster until we were on the verge of cumming.

Within a couple minutes my orgasm overtook me and I threw my head back and screamed at the top of my lungs. I felt him grab onto me tighter and day, “that’s it baby, cum for me.” Then I felt him start to shoot. He moaned my name several times then relaxed, panting heavily, clutching me tightly to his chest. Holding me to him we both drifted off into a contented sleep.

The character of Lex Lugar in no way resembles the true wrestler. This is entirely a work of fiction and in no way reflects anyone, living or dead.

– The End –