One of the talents that first attracted me to my wife was her athletic ability. Now, some 12 years later she still works out in the gym 4 or 5 times per week, her body has matured but is still in great shape. We run together at times but rarely work out in the gym together, so I'm not up on her exercise routine. In mid January, she announced to me that her and some of her gym friends were going to learn to box. I wasn't sure how to react. I've watched some professional female boxing on the tube and found it to be very exciting. A couple of month passed without much discussion on the subject, then out of the blue she asked if my Friday night was open. I replied it was and asked why. She said for me not to plan anything that she had a surprise for me. Incidentally, Friday is one of her gym nights.

She tells me Friday morning that we are going to watch some boxing at her gym. We meet some of her friends and their husbands, some I knew and others were new to me. It soon becomes evident that the men and women were parting company. Cindy, my wife, whispers in my ear that she will be in the second match. I was totally unprepared for this one. Cindy darted off with the girls and I was left with the guys. We grabbed a couple of beers, then found seats about three rows up from the ring. There were 6 husbands and only one other wife besides Cindy was boxing that night. The other guy's wife was in the last bout.

The ladies came out for the first match. Both were about 20 years old and about the same size. I was a bit relieved when I saw that they were actually sparring. They wore large gloves, 12 oz I think, and head protectors and mouth guards. They worked up a sweat, sparring for four 2-minute rounds. It was judged a draw.

Cindy and another lady about the same size entered the ring for the second match. Cindy, my wife, was wearing a knee length black robe. I was a little worried when I didn't see her wearing a head protector but soon noticed that her second had it. They were both introduced, just like a real fight, each removing her robe as her name was announced. Cindy was wearing a black sports bra and black satin boxer trunks, which were much shorter than the ones the men wear. The two exchanged some firm punches and by the end of the second round were both perspiring freely and gasping for air. I realized that I was feeling very erotic watching my wife punch another woman and being punched by another woman. Both ladies were out of energy by the end of the third, so the fourth was mostly holding and clinching. Their match like the first one was declared a draw.

Cindy had gone to the dressing room to shower and change. There was one more sparring bout, the two of actual boxing. Cindy and two of the other ladies joined us for the last two bouts. We didn't have any extra seats so each lady sat on her husband's lap. Cindy was still flushed and warm from her fight and I was hard in about 30 seconds. She flirted and teased me through the next two bouts. Her friend was knocked out in the last bout. Cindy asked how I would feel if that was her spread out on the mat. I said I wasn't sure but I'll tell you that it was an erotic feeling thinking of her lying on the mat. We went to one of her friend's houses for drinks. Cindy knew that I was turned on and kept me that way until we got home at about 2 a.m. We started to tear each other's clothes off as soon as we closed the front door. It was the hottest sex we've had for a long time. We were both wasted the next day.

Cindy boxed about six more sparring sessions but I didn't see them as the gym was closed to males. She had a friend at the club videotape a couple so we could watch them in bed. She graduated from sparring to boxing and fought her first real four round fight to a draw, coming home with a black eye which got me a lot of dirty looks when we were together in public. Cindy won her next three matches, one by decision and two by TKO.

One Monday after being at the gym, Cindy bounced into the house calling me. Keep Friday open, I've got a match at the club. You know the woman that knocked Claire out last month; well I'm going to box her in the match before the main event. I was hard at the very thought of these two warriors slugging it out, and the thought of Cindy being knocked out caused my member to double in size. I attempted to take her to the bedroom but she said, "hold it their big guy, not until after the fight".

That was one long week, finally it was Friday night. The routine was the same as last time, the girls headed for the dressing rooms and the guys went to get a beer before the fights started. I'm still not sure how I lasted through three fights before it was Cindy's turn.

I haven't described Cindy or how she dressed for these fights. I'll keep you waiting now! Cindy is 5' 8" and about 130 pounds with 38dd boobs, 29 waist and 39 hips. She has long shapely legs and a firm round bum. That's all you get to know. When she started boxing, she wore a sports bra with the plastic protector cups like most female boxers wear but found that the cups were too small. They would ride up on her breast allowing the lower part of her breast to get pinched under the cup. She stopped wearing them and has fought her last three fights without them.

Cindy's opponent is Erica, who is about 5' 9" and a bit heavier than Cindy. She is about a 36c-28-38 and looks about 5 years older. The club introduces the ladies. Erica is wearing a white sport's bra and white boxer shorts trimmed with red. My wife has on a black sports bra and black silk boxer shorts trimmed in white. She looks fantastic and I've got a huge erection already.

We're in the front row of seats almost next to Cindy's corner. I hope we don't distract her. The ladies are evenly matched and both are cautious at first but then begin to punch freely. The first round ends and I can see and hear Cindy gasping for breath. The perspiration is dripping from her. I worry that she'll run out of energy before the end of the fight. The girls go out for the second round. Cindy staggers Erica with a right. Erica takes an 8 count and seems to recover. Cindy goes all out in an attempt to score a knockout leaving her unprotected and takes a firm right under her left eye, which is swollen by the end of the round. Her corner applies ice to reduce the swelling. She looks tired as the third round begins but takes the fight to Erica. Cindy staggers Erica again midway through the round. Erica doesn't go down but looks glassy eyed. Cindy again attempts to put Erica down, leaving herself unprotected. Erica is able to score with a right to Cindy's chin and it's lights out for my wife. The ref counts to 10 and signals a knockout before Cindy shows any signs of movement. The ref and her second help Cindy to her corner. Cindy is helped to her dressing room and I go to check on her. I tell Cindy's second that I will stay with her. We are alone and Cindy is as horny as I've ever seen her. I lock the dressing room door and we make love on the trainer's table. We are jolted back to reality by a knock on the door. It's Erica wanting to know if Cindy is ok. I ask her to come back in a few minutes. Erica returns just about the time Cindy is coming out of the shower. Erica hugs Cindy asking if she's ok. I notice Erica feeling Cindy's breasts. This was my first clue that there was an attraction between my wife and Erica.

About a week after the fight with Erica, Cindy asks if I could build a ring in the basement. I'm reasonably handy and acknowledge that I could. Cindy tells me that she would like to have some matches with a little more privacy. It takes me about three weeks to complete the project with some outside help. A month has now past since Cindy's fight with Erica and all traces of her black eye are gone. During this month Cindy has been boxing weekly at the club. It's not hard to tell which nights were boxing nights as Cindy is horny as hell when she gets home.

One night over dinner, she said that she wanted to initiate the new ring. I'd like to have Erica come over for the weekend. I said that would be fine with me, in fact I could go on a fishing trip if you want. No, I would like you to be here. Let's plan a late dinner on Friday.

I arrive home about 4 p.m. on Friday afternoon to find Cindy and Erica waiting for me. Cindy gives me a deep long kiss, then turns to Erica and says, your turn. I expected a cordial kiss but received one where Erica was definitely playing hockey with my tonsils. She also rubbed against me to see if I was hard. Cindy announced that they had a surprise for me. We want you to referee and act as corner man to both of us when we christen the ring. I reply, Ok. Cindy tells me to change into a pair of brief silk boxers and a T-shirt and meet them in the basement. The ladies had already changed and were in their robes waiting for me to lace their gloves on. Cindy had bought two pairs of white 8-oz gloves. Cindy insisted that I lace Erica's gloves first. I got hard lacing Erica's gloves and I think I stayed that way all evening. I laced Cindy's gloves as I asked about the rules. Cindy said, we have an automatic timer, pointing to the device, set for 2-minute rounds with a 1-minute rest. We've agreed to box to a knockout, or until you stop it due to an injury. I nodded in agreement. The girls removed their robes, revealing skimpy string bikinis. In fact I was sure that my wife's boobs would be knocked from her bra in the first couple of rounds. Erica said, we also agreed to shed an article of clothing with each knock down. We're ready when you are. I started the timer and the girls were on the attack. Both began by targeting her opponent's breasts. Cindy really opened up pummeling Erica into the ropes. Erica went between the ropes and out on the floor, a drop of two feet. I count as Erica collects herself. Once she's on her feet I stop the count and give her time to get back into the ring. I ask if she's ok, she nods yes. I wave Cindy in. Erica still looks dazed. Cindy says, her bra, remove her bra. I pull the tie, allowing Erica's tits to flop from their restraint. Erica's tits are firm with large rosebud nipples with little or no areola. Cindy charges in trying to get her white leather gloves against Erica's milky white boobs. Cindy connects with a couple of punches before the timer ends the first round. I attend to Erica first, applying ice to the back of her neck and sponging off her face. I then sponge Cindy off just as the timer dings for round 2. Cindy comes out slugging Erica's bare boobs. Erica tries desperately to cover up but Cindy is ruthless. It looks like Erica will go down again but she manages to finish the round. I quickly sponge Cindy off, then attend to Erica. I ask if she's ok, she nods. Her tits are now reddened a sign that my wife's gloves have tagged them. The timer signals round 3. Cindy is frustrated at not being able to finish Erica in the last round. It's Cindy again, trying to punish Erica's bare tits. About half way through the round Erica comes to life dropping my wife on her bum with a right. Cindy tries to clear her head as I count 6 and she does stumble to her feet. I ask if she's ok, she nods yes. She must be coherent as she turns for me to untie her bra. Cindy's large boobs sag slightly as they're released. My wife's areola is about 2 inches across with a gumdrop size nipple. I step aside and Erica rushes in with a flurry of punches to Cindy's bare tits. The timer ends the round. My wife is unsure of where she is as she weaves to her corner. I place an ice pack on the back of her neck, then attend to Erica. I sponge Erica off, then go to Cindy. The timer sounds for round four. Erica takes Cindy to the corner with firm rights to her tits. Cindy still in a daze covers her breasts. Erica flashes a right into my wife's exposed chin. Cindy crumples to the corner. I count but my wife struggles to her feet before I can reach 10. Erica will get another shot at her. I step aside; Erica is merciful and finishes Cindy off with one right. My wife pitches forward into Erica who catches her to break her fall. She's out of it. Erica lays her on the mat and I get the ice bag. Cindy lies on the mat as I apply ice to the back of her neck. She regains consciousness and I talk to her while I remove Erica's gloves. I remove Cindy's gloves as Erica places ice on Cindy's tits. I open a bottle of champagne and we congratulate Erica on her victory. We help Cindy to the shower and the three of us shower together. We finish the champagne and the three of us share our bed for the night. I had too much champagne but I think Cindy and Erica planned it that way. None of us mentioned the sleeping arrangements in the morning but I was fairly sure that Erica had made love to my wife. Erica kisses us both and leaves around noon.

I didn't pry into Cindy's relationship with Erica. A man thinks of the possibility of his wife having an affair with another man but not usually with another woman. I liked Erica and decided that I could share Cindy if that's what she wanted. Cindy continued her usual workouts at the gym or so I thought, as she was coming home horny as hell about three times a week. Almost three weeks had gone by since Erica spent the night with us. Cindy asked if I would like to go to a party on Saturday night with some of her friends from the gym. I said sure, where is it. It's at Tammy's house. It's drinks and dinner with some entertainment. I ask, "what kind of entertainment?" Cindy said, "does that matter", as she plants a wet kiss on me. I shake my head no, and say, "just wondered." Cindy, " Well, it will be two ladies wrestling. This group gets together and it's one ladies turn to wrestle. She selects her opponent from the other ladies at the dinner." I ask, if she knows how to wrestle. Cindy replies, "yes a little bit." I ask, "will you wrestle on Saturday?" Cindy, "I don't think so but I'll have to if I'm asked. That's one of the conditions if we attend." I ask, "will I have to wrestle or anything?" Cindy: "No, don't worry. You can just relax and watch, then maybe I'll have a surprise for you when we get home." I wanted to ask if Erica would be there but somehow I knew she would. We didn't talk about the party again until I asked on Saturday what I should wear. Cindy told me that it was semi-formal, a jacket but no tie would be appropriate.

We arrive at a house that is about 5000-sq. ft. in the upper class section of the city. The lady of the house greets us, then calls Erica to take us downstairs. Erica first gives me a big kiss and hug, then Cindy. We go downstairs and are introduced to the other guests. There are nine people, the man and lady of the house, another couple who I find out are the next door neighbors, Erica, two other ladies, and Cindy and I. Good odds, three men to six women. We have a cocktail, then the host ask us into the adjoining room. It's a gym with a full size ring and elegant décor. There is a dinning table that stretches the length of the ring and is at the same, so the guests are looking directly into the ring. The seating has been prearranged and to my surprise I am sitting next to my wife and Erica is near the other end of the table. The host, Robert, "I want to welcome our guest that are here for the first time. One lady is in charge of our entertainment, which will be a wrestling match of three submissions. She will choose her opponent from the other ladies. Erica, please begin." I know that my wife will be in that ring but I guess it's no worse than boxing. Erica, "As most of you know the lady I choose does not have the option of saying no. I really want this lady to meet me in the ring but I will accept a rejection from her or her husband." Erica has now walked to our end of the table. Erica extends her hand to Cindy and asks, "Cindy, if it's ok with Curt, would you join me in the ring?" Cindy puts her hand on my cheek and kisses me. I squeeze her other hand and nod my approval. Erica kisses me, then leads Cindy into the ring.

Wine is poured at the table as the appetizers are served. I'm puzzled that the girls haven't gone to the dressing room. Robert gives a hand gesture, the room lights dim and Erica removes her robe. Erica is wearing a black lace pushup bra with matching panties. Erica moves closer to Cindy and begins to unbutton her off white silk blouse. It was then that I realized my wife was about to wrestle in the lingerie that she was wearing. I tried desperately to recall what she had on but it didn't matter, I had agreed. Cindy's low cut off white silk bra came into view as Erica lifted the blouse from her shoulders. I could see Cindy shudder as Erica's fingers fumbled with her belt and wondered if it was an orgasm. Erica unbuttoned Cindy's plaid skirt, letting it fall to the floor. My wife was now standing under the ring lights in her matching silk bra, panties and garter belt. Cindy's nipples pressed against her bra like bullets. Erica now slowly unhooked each of Cindy's white stockings, rolling them down her shapely legs to her foot. Erica stood close reaching around my wife to unhook her garter belt. Cindy shuddered again. Erica kissed her on the lips, then lifted a white robe from the ring and slipped it over Cindy's shoulders. Erica then slipped on her own robe. Robert stands and says, "The next coarse will be served while the ladies will take a short break before the wrestling begins.

Robert again stands, "I thought Curt might duck out to rescue his wife. I see the lovely ladies are ready to do battle. The main coarse will be served after the first fall." I could see that my wife was flushed. The mat on the ring floor was nicely padded to prevent injury. The bell sounds and the ladies circle each other locking together. Erica wins out with a headlock and tosses Cindy to the mat. I can hear Cindy grunt as Erica's weight lands on her chest. Cindy works her way out of the headlock and the ladies scramble for position. The ladies both end up seated on the mat with Erica behind Cindy holding her in a body scissors. Erica reaches around and pinches my wife's nipples. A surprised Cindy squeals out. Robert calls out, "Come on Erica, let's get a look at Cindy's nipples." Cindy now realizes that her bra strap is about to be unhooked. She frantically attempts to break the hold but to no avail. Erica releases Cindy's bra catch with my wife holding the cups over her breasts. Erica pivots onto her back while maintaining the scissors thus taking a surprised Cindy with her. My wife kicks wildly, her legs spread open giving the table an almost unobstructed view of her womanhood, which is covered only by her thin wet silk panties. Erica pivots back to a seated position dropping Cindy on her bum. My wife's 38dd's fly from her bra. Erica quickly grasps Cindy's erect nipples. Erica squeezes as Cindy tries to move remove her hands. My wife screams out, "enough, I give." Erica releases Cindy asking if she's ok. She nods as she rubs the pain from her nipples. Erica applies ice to Cindy's nipples.

The main coarse is served and the ladies are ready for the next fall. Erica announces that this will be the final fall as Cindy is tired. Before the match gets underway, Erica removes her bra revealing her large firm tits with rosebud nipples. The ladies will face each other topless.

The ladies meet nipple to nipple, wrapping their arms around each other in a bear hug. Cindy pushes Erica into the corner with a thud causing her to release her grip. Cindy takes a step back, grasps Erica by her nipples and tosses her to the opposite corner. Erica squeals out, then crashes into the corner. Cindy again grabs Erica's nipples in another attempt to throw her into the corner. Erica instead of going to the corner turns Cindy and takes her into the ropes just above the guests. My wife's breasts are resting on the third rope with Erica trying to pull the second rope up and over them so as to trap my wife's tits between the ropes. She did it. Cindy has her tits trapped between the ropes just about the center of the table and the guests love it. Erica reaches over Cindy to work on her gum drop sized nipples but I notice my wife squirm as Erica's slides her other hand inside Cindy's panties and across her bare pussy. My wife moans and shudders. The guests think it because Erica is working her nipples. Cindy manages to squeak out, "I give." Erica withdraws her hand and releases my wife's tits from the ropes. Cindy's legs are so rubbery that Erica has to hold her up. The guests applaud both ladies as they leave for the shower.

The ladies return in about 30 minutes. Cindy hugs me then sits down. Erica also hugs me whispering in my ear, "Can the three of us leave now?"

Next: Three in our King sized bed.