My wife vs. the Stewardess

By Real Match

One evening a documentary program was discussing the evolution of women wrestling. Surprisingly, Renee, my wife, certainly not the aggressive type, told me it might be nice to test herself against another woman. It took me a while to find the right opponent for my wife. I was looking for someone with similar stats, till I have met a couple living in our neighborhood. I had some business contacts with Bobby, and I was quite sure he would like the idea. His wife, Sarah, was a young professional lady working for an airline as a chief stewardess, coming from a quite aristocratic family, same as Renee. I have only met Sarah once, and was impressed by her charming personality as well as her well built body. Bobby didn't need too much convincing. Sarah, a pretty short hair blonde, considered herself in good shape, despite doing very little sports, and she really liked my wife. It will be nice to pin her, she smiled at Bobby.

Bobby insisted on putting a 100 note on his wife. I have hesitated before I have agreed to the bet. Sarah was younger and bigger, I knew how competitive Renee can be, and I was afraid the match might get too violent.

We met at our place late evening. Sarah stepped in with a white T-shirt and a red shorts, revealing her very impressive legs, more impressive than she revealed in her long high cut evening dress she was wearing last time we met. Renee looked at those strong, long, tanned legs, while offering the drink to Bobby. Her eyes showed respect to her tall soon to be opponent. When the 2 pretty women stood face to face, despite the very friendly atmosphere, there was a tension in the air. I knew that any of them will do her best to end the fight on top. The rules were agreed, regular submission wrestling rules (submission or 5 seconds pin), 3 rounds of 4 minutes each.

After few drinks, the girls dressed and went on the mat. My wife, Renee, standing 5”4 at 135 lbs, 7 years older than the taller blonde opponent, was wearing a brown & black leotard, quite matching to her long dark brown hair, tied in a pony tail behind her head. Sarah was wearing a high cut black one piece swimming suite, showing off her long impressive tanned legs, standing 5”7 at 142 lbs. Being 7 years younger, with height and weight advantage, it was obvious that Bobby considered her as the clear favorite. Sarah was very confident before the match started, signaling to Bobby that Renee will taste her ample ass this evening. I was a bit surprise that she was taking the competition so seriously. Still, I have trained Renee with some holds, she was a very quick learner and she was certainly much stronger than she looks. I knew she has the stamina and will to go all the way with Sarah.

The girls stood on opposite sides of a 8x8 blue mat I have arranged from a friend's gym, when me and Bobbi checked the stop clock just before Bobby called “wrestle”.

Few mutual smiles and the girls started circling each other. Suddenly, in a speed that surprised me completely, Renee caught Sarah careless foot. For few seconds Sarah kept her balance, but soon Renee pushed her to the mat, diving after her. The bigger girl found herself on her back, as my wife pinned her right hand to the mat. Using her long legs Sarah managed to turn aside, only to find my wife's full weight on her back. Renee was fighting with a lot of determination and soon Sarah was gasping for air; she wasn't prepared to carry that weight on her back, certainly not so early in the fight. Renee moved right on Sarah's back, picked her by the chin. In a mixture of shock and anger Sarah was looking at Bobby, her husband, asking for guidance. That moment of delay was a mistake. Renee locked her legs quickly around Sarah's head, only to get out a scream of pain and disappointment from the tall blonde. There was still a minute on the clock to the end of the first round, and while I was wondering if Sarah can hang on, it became clear to me that Sarah wasn't able to go anywhere. Renee straightened her legs, just as I have taught her, and the pressure on the caught stewardess neck was increasing. Sarah's movement became slower and slower. “I give”, she whispered in a low voice. Renee released the hold, while Bobby was still shaking his head: “did you give?” Sarah was still catching her breath. “Yes, she has got me”, she mumbled in-between her deep breaths.

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Sarah and Bobby were talking in their corner. The tall pretty blonde eyes were now asking for revenge. She wasn't prepared to be beaten so easily by her older friend in-front of her demanding husband. Her deep noisy breaths were the obvious evidence that Sarah needed more time to recover before the next round. Renee was willing to extend the break as long as Sarah wanted, waiting patiently, with a smile of confidence.

The second round was on, and Sarah was much more aggressive now. Soon both women were fighting on their knees. Sarah was trying to use her weight advantage to push Renee down. Renee moved back, and used her legs to push the attacking bigger girl back. My wife, despite the 7 years difference was much quicker than the tall blonde. Sarah managed to push Renee's head down to the mat, but Renee pushed her away with her strong legs. Bobby was encouraging his pretty warrior to attack furiously. After more than a minute, I have noticed that Sarah was breathing heavily again, her moves became slower. Moving after my wife has cost her some energy. Renee long hours at the gym, were about to be paid back. Sarah was becoming restless and frustrated. Renee was now more confident, and move forward, taking Sarah off balance surprisingly easily. With a quick head lock the big girl was down on the mat, gasping for air. Her sweaty body was leaving its marks on the mat. Soon, Renee was sitting astride her chest. Sarah tried to buckled her out, with no success, and it seems like she is getting tired. Bobby was still shouting: “common, woman, fight, don't let her sit on you”. Renee gazed at me briefly and moved forward, as I was teaching her. Her knees pressed Sarah's shoulders to the ground, and Sarah's head was hardly seen between my wife's tanned legs. Count her out I have ordered Bobby. He took a long look at his exhausted wife. “Fight, fight, he demanded wildly”. The long legs of the blonde weren't able to hold the bridge any longer, she collapsed to the mat, the fight was almost decided. The pretty blonde was now at Renee's mercy. Count, I have told Bobby. He started to count slowly: 1,2,3 at 4 Sarah made a huge effort to unseat Renee and move Renee's full weight from her shoulders. In a tremendous effort Sarah buckled, turned her head, exposing her left boob during the turn, and succeeded in pushing Renee half way aside. The proud blonde has her pride on the line now and she well fought for it. Renee strong hands forced Sarah's left shoulder slowly but surely back to the wet mat, soon climbed back to a riding position on Sarah's beaten and exposed chest. Just 40 seconds hold on, cried Bobby, kick the cow, he added in his despair, as Renee, ignoring the ugly remark, pushed her weight forward, her crotch right on Sarah's chin, her butt sitting comfortably on Sarah's proud chest. This are going to be very long 40 seconds, if she survived, I thought. Count Bobby, I have demanded. I have glanced at Sarah's turned off eyes which appeared for a second between Renee's knees. She turned to Bobby, and said softly, this cow is submitting your princess. I have counted slowly 1,2,3,4, almost 5, as Renee picked Sarah head and pulled it forcefully between her crushing legs,. Sarah couldn't resist it anymore. Sarah's nose was now deep inside her conqueror womanhood. “Enough; you won” said Bobby, as Sarah whispered “I give”. She stayed lying on the mat few seconds after Renee already stood above her. I have covered her boobs with her towel, to keep the remains of her womanly pride; her eyes were smiling at me with thanks.

Bobby and Sarah moved to her corner, Bobby fixed her swimming suite; but the pretty stewardess seemed a bit lost and broken. I could see tears in the corner of her pretty eyes. The look of disbelief was still on her face. Her breath was still irregular. She looked at Renee and lowered her eyes, as to admit Renee supremacy. Soon she announced her retirement from the match. I had enough, no more, she won, she said, she is too good for me. Very brave fight, Sarah; I have complemented to cheer her up. You will be better next time.

Sarah and Renee put their silk robes back. They both look pretty even after the ultimate test of will they have gone through. We have escorted them to their blue Mercedes. Bobby gave me the 100 note, which belongs to my proud winner. Can you train me? Asked Sarah. “Sure”, you are tough, you will be very good, came the answer from Renee, I would like to tangle with you again soon. Renee put her hand on Sarah's shoulder and hugged her.

Bobby was still upset. “How could you let her do this to you? You still have her crotch smell all over your face, he whispered to his beaten princess once they got into the car.

Bobby, please, take it easy, it was only a fight, Renee stepped and kissed the beaten blonde, who answered with a shy smile to the gesture. Renee's tanned beautiful body was shining with drops of sweat at the moon light. I hugged her hard body that filled my heart with so much pride as we stepped back to the house to celebrate.