Not long after my work trip adventure with young Dave I reconnected with a former girlfriend. Like all relationships things were great for Jodie and me at the start. And like most relationships once you get to know someone it's not as great as the initial few weeks were. But for a while it was fun.
This time around I knew I wasn't going to dive in all the way like the first time and then have it blow up. Jodie didn't seem to object or want to rush full speed so things went well for about 6 weeks.
As in the past it all started well and just after the New Year Jodie and I had joined a health club, two for one membership like they all have in January. Our slow roll pace seemed to be avoiding the troubles we had in the past. So this one Friday night I went over to her place and Jodie told me she wondered who was getting into better shape. I looked at her and said "After a month? It's a gym not a magic lamp."
She laughed and said "I'll bet I'm stronger than you already." Well now it was my turn to laugh. Then Jodie came back with "So Trent how about we wrestle and see who laughs then?"
This came as a real surprise since Jodie, who wasn't very athletic, had never expressed any interest in wrestling, other than as a spectator. Nor had I ever mentioned my thing for wrestling women, the most we ever did was roll around for control of the TV remote. But if nothing else we could see who was in better shape. Now I'm a big guy 6-1 tall, 240 pounds who likes big women and Jodie at 6 feet tall and 325 pounds certainly is that. Although Jodie has never demonstrated much athletic ability, but for wrestling at her size I figured she might not need much.
It appeared Jodie had given this some thought when she handed me a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to change into for our match. Returning from changing in separate rooms there I stood in a pair of blue gym shorts with white stripes and t-shirt of the same design and there was Jodie in a contrasting outfit, white with blue stripes. We agreed there would be no punching, biting or low blows and we would go one fall to a submission.
After clearing the center of the living room I slowly moved across the room towards my girlfriend. Jodie came at me and we grabbed each other at the shoulders. I pushed her back a couple of steps then she braced her big legs and we stayed there for a while. I broke free and went for a headlock but the force of Jodie's weight made me slip and she ended up wrapping her meaty arms around me from behind.
After she found that that she didn't have the arm strength to squeeze me to any advantage Jodie tried to lift me off the floor twice but did not succeed until she wisely squatted and used her legs. She seemed so pleased that she had gotten me off the floor, if only slightly and for a few seconds, that when my feet hit the floor I easily pulled her hands apart. But before I could move away Jodie thrust her big belly forward into me, sending me stumbling forward onto the couch.
As I steadied myself I was just able to side step Jodie as she charged head down, at me and crashed into the couch, which slammed into the wall. As I back peddled to the opposite side of the room while Jodie got to her feet I thought, if that's the way she wants to play it.
Once on her feet Jodie charged me again, this time running straight up. I took a couple of steps and lowering my shoulder met her square in the chest. I went back a step or two and saw Jodie reeling backwards, arms flailing, trying to catch her balance. Then her legs kicked out in front of her and she crashed to the floor on her big butt.
I waited until Jodie bounced to a stop then grabbed her left foot pulling her leg straight up and twisted. I didn't put on much pressure but enough to hold her in place as she squirmed on her back. I tried to pull Jodie to the center of the room but the combination of her twisting around and her considerable weight made me abandon that idea.