This takes place after "Wanda Takes A Call And A Shower"
Wanda was finding herself daydreaming more and more about Violence. She had been with a boxer for years now. She had first been attracted to her boyfriend Julio "Julie" Duran when he had defended her. Julie was undoubtedly attracted to Wanda when he stood up to her, but that wasn't why he did it. He had been raised with a combination of southern chivalry and a Latin code of honor that didn't allow him to sit by while a woman was harassed. She hadn't really paid much thought to Julie's boxing. Amateur boxing was fairly boring. It was more of a slap fight than a real fight. Ten quick taps scored more points than a devastating chopping blow that sent opponents to the mat. Julie didn't expect Wanda to attend many of his matches. He understood the tedium of waiting for several hours to watch a three-minute fight. Julie's father who was training him would skip events.
It wasn't until Wanda saw Julie really unload on a couple of guys that she realized how sexy being with a true warrior was. Sure she had loved Julie's big muscles. But that was more of a status thing. She felt having a boyfriend built like that raised her standing among her peers at school. She had even thought of breaking it off with Julie when she went away to college. She still really liked Julie and maybe even loved him but believed there might be more to life than a boyfriend with big muscles.
Once she again found herself victim to a group of predatory guys. She quickly saw the value of a guy like Julie. When Julie boxed he had a certain amount of respect for his opponent. They were both athletes who trained hard to compete. Julie was putting his skill and will against the other fighter. He was trying to win. His goal wasn't to hurt the other fighter. When Wanda was in danger and Julie came to her rescue it was different. He was trying to end Wanda's attackers. The level of violence he inflicted was savage. He took three guys down in less than a minute and none of them would ever be the same. They were animals who would take anything they could get away with. Julie had dealt with them in a primal manner. Then in county lockup when faced with a real top dog shank artist killer, Julie again responded with over the top force that left a would-be apex predator crumpled in a heap.
Wanda couldn't help but be aroused by Julie's massive strength. The way he handled himself was such a turn on. She couldn't believe she had considered letting him go. He was always a capable and generous lover. Now Wanda was constantly at a heightened state of arousal around Julie. Where Julie used to reliably push Wanda to orgasm he now left her a frazzled mess of nerves when they made love.
Even more, Wanda found massive pleasure in the unleashing violence herself. She had been the recipient of a public and humiliating assault. As horrible as it was she had responded physically to those who had made her a victim. She had been powerless but had come back stronger for it. She had caused real damage to her attackers. Teeth had been knocked out tongues had been bitten off and testicles ruptured. Whatever had been taken from her she had gotten back in spades. She was a warrior herself. She could stand next to Julie in a fight.
The thing she had feared the most was how Julie would feel about her after the assault. She had felt used and degraded. She worried that Julie would think less of her when others had used her body for their pleasure. She was worried that Julie wouldn't feel special for getting to experience her in ways no one else had. Julie completely shrugged it off. It had not affected him at all. He went right back to his usual ways of making love to Wanda like he was worshipping a goddess. In some strange way that they didn't talk about Julie had kind of liked it. His sense of jealousy was intense, more intense than anything he had ever felt before. He had been tapping into that intensity in the gym. He was hitting harder and lifting more weight than ever before. It was like he had this reserve of power he could use. He would let the image of Wanda flash in his mind. Her breast in another mans hands. Bang! Cameras snapping pictures of Wanda's tits. Boom! He had actually seen another man's mouth on is woman's nipple. He was ripping the heavy bag sideways at the thought.
Wanda wanted Julie to teach her how to box. He had shown her a few things like how to set her legs and twist her body to generate force. She had used it to great effect. Julie's dad owned the gym so it was no problem as long as Julie kept up with his training first. Julie would give Wanda an egg timer and a list of exercises and bag work while he did his training. Afterward, he would put the pads on and teach Wanda technique after the rest of the fighter had gone home. Wanda would help Julie clean up the gym and close up.
Wanda was the only female in the gym. The fighters tried to be respectful of Julie and his dad. It was hard though. Wanda was sexy as hell as she got all sweaty. If she wore a loose t-shirt it would be clinging to her massive curves by the end of her workout. No matter what bra she wore there was no way to contain those massive titties. They would bounce all over the place. No red-blooded male could be expected to ignore the sight of Wanda bobbling around. Julie didn't get upset about it. He understood he was constantly catching himself sneaking glances at Wanda too. He didn't hold against his fellow boxers that they found themselves distracted by Wanda's body.
A couple of nights before graduation Wanda had worn her sexiest bicycle shorts and a sports bra. Most of the fighters gave up trying to accomplish anything with Wanda bouncing around in such tight attire. She would be leaving for college in a month or so. When she was gone life could get back to normal in the gym. The fighters could get their training back on track. Hopefully, no one would suffer too bad in competition before Wanda left.
Julie and Wanda had the gym all to themselves. Julie worked Wanda hard. Julie had decided that today was the day he was going to go for a new record lift. He wanted to show off for Wanda. Julie grabbed the two one hundred forty pound dumbells off the rack. Julie slowly lumbered to the flat bench. He sat on the edge of the bench with the giant weights resting on his knees. He looked Wanda in her eyes for motivation. He tapped the weights together three times as part of his lifting ritual and layed back while quickly pressing his arms straight up. Julie lowered the weights slow and I control. He lowered his elbows till the were just past parallel with the floor. Julie exploded the weights back up. Spit flew from his mouth as he let out a primal scream. Julie paused halfway up. The lift was too much for him. The weights were getting the better of him. Julie closed his eyes. And pictured his entire class looking at Wanda's naked tits. The weight launched up and slammed together with a loud clang. Julie rocked forward and sat up with the weights again.
Wanda was clearly impressed. There was only one set of dumbells heavier than the ones Julie had just hefted. Julie didn't tell her what he did to get over the edge. As soon as Julie had reracked the dumbells Wanda ambushed him with a celebratory kiss.
She was stunned to find Julie quickly became rock hard as she pressed against him.
"What got into you?" Wanda asked.
"The question is what's about to get into you?" Julie said spinning Wanda towards the shoulder press.
"Julie!" Wanda gasped as Julie bent her over the bench.
