WIFE vs EXOTIC DANCER: Grace vs Charlotte Oil Wrestling
Brian and Grace had been married for eight months. They struggled a little financially, as young couples often do, but Brian couldn’t complain. His young wife, Grace, was pretty in a cute sort of way. She was petite, with short, brown hair that framed her face and thick bangs. She wasn’t well-endowed, but she had a nice if modest figure, along with brown eyes magnified by her thick glasses. She was a dedicated housekeeper, did most of the cooking, and worked, making slightly more money than Brian did. In most ways Grace was an almost perfect wife, perfect . . . but boring. She was shy, reserved, and as predictable as a clock. Everything they did together followed a pattern. Even their sex life was on a schedule. Tuesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays, and that too was predictable. Despite Brian’s efforts to spice things up, quiet, shy Grace held to the same reserved routine every time.
Feeling unsatisfied, Brian began to seek excitement elsewhere. He began disappearing several nights each week. He claimed it was work related, but Grace was no fool. She knew better. One night in bed, Brian talked in his sleep. He whispered the name, ‘Charlotte’. Suspicious that her husband was having an affair, Grace followed Brian, but instead of driving to a rendezvous with a mistress, he drove to a ‘gentlemen’s club’. Grace waited for her husband to enter and then sneaked in behind him. She watched her husband sit up front at a catwalk-like stage. He focused all his attention on a petite but curvaceous strawberry blonde, who was introduced as ‘Charlotte’. Grace left to get home long before Brian did. She decided not to confront him . . . yet.
The next day, she confided in her best friend, Joan.
“He’s there more and more,” Grace said. “She’s becoming his obsession.”
Joan said, “Put your foot down. Tell him it’s either you or her.”
Grace peeped, “What if he chooses her?”
“Why don’t you spice things up?” Joan asked. “Why don’t YOU dance for him?”
The modest wife blushed. “I wouldn’t know how.”
“Well, you have to do something! If you want to keep him, you’re going to have to fight for him!”
A light went on in Grace’s mind. While at the gentlemen’s club, they had announced that they would soon feature a new attraction, oil wrestling. The matches would be mostly between their dancers, but they said that amateurs were welcome to wrestle each other, or against their performers, for small cash prizes. Grace knew she stood no chance against a professional in a sexy dance competition, but Charlotte was a dancer, not a wrestler. She was as small as Grace was. The odds would be even. Grace went online to watch oil wrestling matches and to learn what the wrestlers did. She was determined not only to beat Charlotte but to humble her in front of Brian. Surely that would be enough to win her husband back.
Brian arrived at the club as always and took his usual seat up front, but that night, the catwalk had been replaced with a tarp covered by oil and surrounded by sandbags. Brian sat ready to cheer Charlotte on.
A man appeared to get the event started. “Tonight, you will see live oil wrestling! Our first match features one of our favorite girls against an amateur who has challenged her! Introducing first, standing 5’1’’ tall, weighing 110 lbs., in a hot-pink string bikini, sexy, sultry Charlotte!” Brian watched his strawberry blonde obsession bounce to the ring and step onto the oil-covered tarp. “And her opponent, the challenger, she stands 5’2’, weighing in at 96 lbs., wearing a black bikini, Amazing Grace!” Brian was in shock, as his prim, reserved wife came out from behind the curtain and walked to the ring with both hands raised, still wearing her glasses. The crowd cheered both women, appreciating the stark contrast between sexy Charlotte, whose tiny bikini could barely contain her ample assets, and the cute, pale, thin, good-girl wife.
The women went down on their knees. To get the crowd going, the ladies were encouraged to rub oil on their bodies. Aware that her opponent was her greatest fan’s wife, Charlotte played it up. She turned around, wiggling her almost-bare hips in his face. She even had Brian rub oil on her, to further stick it to her opponent. Grace seethed. She was more determined than ever to mop the mat with her little strawberry-blonde sex kitten rival. They stood, staring each other down from across the tarp.
A bell rang!
The women raced together and began madly pushing. They grabbed each other and struggled. Unable to keep their footing in the slick oil, they fell together and began rolling, slipping and sliding, as their bikini-clad bodies rubbed together. Brian’s eyes grew wide, as determined Grace came out on top. She sat up on Charlotte and tried to pin her wrists, but she slipped and fell forward, her bare belly pressing over Charlotte’s face in a smothering pin! 1 . . . 2 . . .. Charlotte managed to slide her nubile body out from under Grace’s body. They rose to their knees, hugged each other tightly, and fell, rolling, one on top and then the other, as the crowd cheered them on. Charlotte outpowered Grace. She sat on her and pinned the young wife’s wrists! Grace thrashed her head side to side, straining desperately to keep her shoulders up. 1 . . . 2 . . .. No! Grace forced her shoulder off the tarp. 1 . . . 2 . . .. Grace kicked up wildly. To avoid Grace’s kicks, Charlotte fell back and rolled away.
They raced up and struggled. Charlotte seized Grace’s arm, held it straight out by her side, and twisted it. Grace shrieked. Brian’s heart pounded. Grace yelled, as Charlotte used her twisted arm to slam the young wife face down in the oil. She tried to bend Grace’s arm up behind Grace’s back, but Grace flopped on her front like a fish out of water and got out of it.
They fought to their feet, pushing madly, with the crowd cheering them on. Bare feet slipping and sliding in the oil, determined Grace pushed the busty strawberry blonde back farther and farther. Finally, Grace pushed Charlotte out of the ring! Charlotte let out a brief but incredibly high-pitched scream of fear! She landed in Brian’s lap, to cheers and whistles!
Grace shouted angrily, “Get off of him!” She leapt out and seized the little strawberry blonde, pulling her off her husband’s lap. The referee pulled them back onto the tarp.
They crawled together on their knees. Facing each other, Grace forced Charlotte’s face down in the oil and leaned over her back. Charlotte dug her head between Grace’s open legs and rose suddenly, flipping Grace over Charlotte’s back and into the air! Grace splashed down onto her back. She stood straight up on her knees, but Charlotte wrapped her arms around Grace’s body from behind, lifted Grace off her feet, and flipped madly kicking Grace up and over her, sending Grace slamming down on her back again! Grace lie stunned on her back. Charlotte stood over her and stomped Grace’s bare belly! Grace cried out! Charlotte looked back over her shoulder at Brian. Playing to the crowd, she wrapped her hands around one of Grace’s wrists and one of her ankles and pulled Grace over in front of her husband. The crowd understood what she was doing and roared. Charlotte sat on Grace and pinned her wrists. She lie down flat on Grace’s pale body,
sliding her golden body up until her impressive breasts covered most of Grace’s face! Nose in Charlotte’s cleavage, Grace looked up at her husband in shame! 1 . . . 2 . . . 3! The crowd went wild!
Charlotte rose, throwing up her arms. Grace lie at her feet, belly heaving but unwilling to quit. She rose. Humiliated, Grace shoved Charlotte down. As she reached down for her, Charlotte seized Grace’s wrists, shoved her foot between Grace’s legs, and flipped Grace over her. Again, Grace slammed down onto her back with a splash of oil. Charlotte lifted the stunned brunette and got Grace up onto Charlotte’s tanned shoulders! The crowd erupted. Grace’s eyes bulged and she let out a comical scream, as Charlotte put her into an airplane spin! Charlotte spun Grace around and around, but Charlotte’s feet slipped in the oil! She crashed to her back, with Grace landing on top of her, body on body! Though momentarily confused, the little wife seized her opportunity. She dragged the sexy strawberry blonde through the oil to her husband. Grace yelled, “Do you still think she’s hotter than me?” With the stunned dancer flat on her back, Grace sat on Charlotte, scooped up a handful of oil, and rubbed it in Charlotte’s face in front of her husband! The crowd loved it! Grace pinned Charlotte’s shoulders. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3!
Brian couldn’t believe it! His wife had pinned his obsession! Charlotte was stunned. She held up one hand as if saying, ‘wait!’ Grace stood over her, sneered, and shook her head. “No way!” Grace stomped Charlotte, but Charlotte kicked back, kicking Grace off and down. They rose to their knees with teeth bared in fury! Both women had deliberately humiliated the other. Grace was far more motivated by her need to prove herself superior in front of her husband, but Charlotte was being shown up in front of her paying patrons. Both women’s bellies heaved for air. Charlotte’s long, curly hair had held up well in the oil, but Grace’s short, brown hair was now plastered to her skull by the oil. They crawled together on their knees. They fell, fighting wildly. Charlotte ended up sitting on Grace’s belly, choking her! Brian’s heart pounded, as his wife’s feet kicked wildly in the air. The ref stopped it. Charlotte stood and stomped Grace’s stomach again and again. Devastated, Grace curled up in a ball at Charlotte’s feet. Charlotte reached down, yanked grace up by the hair, and used it to flip Grace head over heels to the mat! Grace screamed! Charlotte did it again! The third hair flip sent Grace flying out of the ring! Grace lie face down, hands on her hair. Charlotte slid out, pulled Grace over to Brian, lie the young wife over her husband’s legs, and spanked Grace in front of him! The crowd laughed and cheered.
Charlotte slid Grace back onto the tarp and followed. Charlotte leapt up and crashed down body on body on the young wife, body-splashing Grace into the mat! Charlotte’s far superior body devasted Kate’s pale body. Glassy eyed, Grace lie sprawled spread-eagle on her back, looking up in shame into her husband’s eyes. Charlotte sat on Grace’s limp, helpless body. She took Grace’s glasses from one of the sandbags, ran it through the oil, and then shoved the oil-covered glasses onto the helpless wife’s face! The crowd brought the house down with cheers and laughter. Charlotte held a hand to her face and pretended to yawn, mocking Grace’s ability to even go the distance with her. Then she pinned Grace’s shoulders. 1. . . 2 . . . 3!
Charlotte stood over her. Unable to get up, Grace was counted out.
EPILOG
There’s more than one way to win. Brian was very impressed that his cute wife had been willing to fight for him and amazed that she had held her own for a while against the busty strawberry blonde. He saw his wife in a new way. Grace realized she could be far more adventurous than she ever imagined. Grace saved her marriage. Brian no longer saw a need to
seek excitement outside of his wife’s arms. From that day on, the only wrestling they did was with each other . . . if you know what I mean.
