Boy Toy - Revised by Ronin  

Tiffany O'Hare was a big,  busty blonde bomb-shell  with a killer smile,  and a body made for sin.  She had been a exotic dancer,  a center-fold model,  and a Vegas show-girl.   She had also been a champion foxy boxer.   Twenty-seven other young vixens had ended up reclining upon the canvas courtesy of Miss O'Hare's pugilistic skills.     

At 26,  she married a man in his eighties.  Roger Maitlin was a billionaire who had made his fortune in oil.   He had a reputation for fast living. Most people were surprised that he lived as long as he did.   The old magnate died just short of his 87th  birthday, leaving Tiffany a very wealthy widow.  

For the seven years she had been married to the old codger,  Tiffany had been a faithful wife.   She had never stepped out on the old guy,  though there had been plenty of opportunities.   She was a smart girl.  She had never given Maitlin any reason to doubt her.   They had met in Las Vegas where she was a showgirl.   It had been her bust-line that attracted him to her.   Through the miracle of Viagra,  they made it through the honeymoon,  but the drug was not good for his heart.   After that,  they were very careful.   This made for a dull marriage,  especially for Tiffany.   There were compensations,  though.   The ex-showgirl lived in the lap of luxury.   She traveled extensively,  met many interesting people,  and shopped to her heart's content.   Mr. Maitlin did everything he could to keep his wife happy.   In return,  Tiffany did what she could to meet all her husband's needs.  She cried real tears at Roger's funeral.  

Three months later,  the blonde beauty was living in a mansion near Miami.   It was one of several homes Roger had left her.   It was the type of place you only see in “Architectural Digest”.   It had all the amenities   for which you could ask.   One of these,  of course,  was a pool.   Tiffany would spend a large amount of time lounging around the Olympic sized swimming pool.   She had even gone as far as to hire a pool boy.   Jim Carson was in his first year of college.   In high school,  he had lettered in football,  basketball,  and wrestling.   He was a big,  good-looking kid.    The truth was that Mrs. Maitlin hadn't hired Jim for his skimming technique,  or for his skill at folding towels.   After seven years of relative abstinence,  Tiffany's libido was in over-drive.   She was at her sexual peak,  as was Jim.   It took her an hour to seduce the young man..  

Their liaison had gone about a month before Jim mentioned that he had a girlfriend.   Jenny,  he told his mistress,  was nineteen years old.   She had been the head cheerleader at his high school,  as well as the homecoming Queen.   She had lettered in volleyball and gymnastics.  Jim said Jenny was asa dead ringer for Gillian Anderson.    This did not inflame Tiffany's jealousy,  but it did make her curious.  Jim told Tiffany that his girlfriend worked at the local Galleria in a girl's dress shop.  

The next day,  the wealthy widow went to visit Jenny at her job.  As it happened,  Jennifer was just taking her break when Tiffany walked into the store.   Tiffany recognized the girl by her red hair.    The blonde beauty recognized the girl immediately.  She was a big,  comely red-headed beauty.   Her hair was the color of the setting sun.   Jennifer had a sweet face and a winning smile.   She had an athletic physique that was zaftig enough to be noticed by the boys.   She was wearing a modest dress that could not hide her striking figure.  

Tiffany couldn't help but lick her lips.   Jenny was sitting at a table,  eating her lunch.   Tiffany went over to the girl.  

“My,” the older woman said,  “aren't you pretty!”

The girl looked up to see a very beautiful woman standing there.  

“Thank you. ” she replied,  “Do I know you,  Ma'am?”

“Oh,  I don't think so. ” Tiffany answered,  “You're Jenny,  aren't you?”

Jenny nodded.  

“Jim talks about you all the time. ” continued Tiffany,  “I have been wanting to meet you for ages. ”

“How do you know Jim?” Jenny asked.  

“Oh,  I'm the woman he works for. ” Tiffany explained, “I was wondering if you would like to come over to my place with Jim some time.    The three of us could have a lot of fun. ”

“What kind of fun do you mean?” Jenny asked suspiciously.  

“Oh why don't we let that be a surprise?” Tiffany suggested,  “Just bring Jim over tomorrow and let's see what we can get into.”

Jenny was a little apprehensive about this woman,  but she couldn't see the harm in accommodating the beautiful stranger.   She shrugged.  

“All right.. ” she said,  “If Jim says it's okay,  we'll be at your house tomorrow afternoon. ”

Tiffany smiled brightly.   “That's wonderful!” she enthused,  “Do you have a bikini?  Of course,  you do.    Remember to bring it with you.    Oh,  we're going to have such a blast.    I can hardly wait. ”

The next day,  Jim and Jennifer came to the widow Maitlin's house.   The pretty French maid,  Yvette,  showed them into the backyard.   There,  to their astonishment,  was a boxing ring,  fully assembled.   It was standing near the pool.  “Do you like it?” asked Tiffany as shefollowed them out the backdoor.   “I had it set-up this morning. ”

The lady of the house was topless.  She was wearing black lace panties.    Her tanned magnificent body was a jaw-dropping sight.   The most surprising thing about her was that she had donned a pair of boxing gloves.   The gloves were black,  matching her panties.     She smiled brightly at the young couple.  

“What's it doing here?” Jennifer asked.  

“You and I are going to have a boxing match. ” Tiffany explained.  

The young girl looked at the older woman incredulously.   “Are you crazy?” she asked,  “Why would I want to fight you?”

“For two reasons,” said Tiffany,  “first of all,  I'll give you $500 for every round you last with me. "

“And the second reason?” Jenny inqired.  

“The second reason is that I've been boning your boyfriend for the last month,” Tiffany told the girl, “and I don't feel like sharing him with you. ”

Jenny's face turned ashen.   She and Jim had never “gone all the way”,  but she had secretly hoped that they would.   She had wanted to be his first.  When Tiffany saw her youthful rival was near tears,  she smiled and said,  “Aw,  did the little girl think she would be Jim's first?”

“Shut up,  Bitch!” Jenny burst out,  “I don't have to take crap from you!”

She turned and slapped Jim's face.  “How could you?” she asked him.  

Jim shrugged.   “Just look at her. ” he said,  gesturing toward Tiffany,  “How could I resist?”

Jenny faced Tiffany and said, “All right,  I'll fight you,  but I don't know anything about boxing. ”

Tiffany grinned wolfishly.   “Don't worry. ” she said,  “I'm sure you'll catch on quickly. ”

She failed to mention that she had been a champion foxy boxer in her youth.   The ex-showgirl expected to have her way with the schoolgirl.  

Jenny took off her T-shirt and shorts.   Underneath,  she was wearing a  red  bikini.  Her figure was almost as impressive as Tiffany's.  

The older beauty licked her lips in anticipation.   “My God,” said the temptress,  “but you are a gorgeous thing.    I think I'll keep you after I knock you out. ”

Jenny sneered at her.  

Jim helpedhis girlfriend on with her  boxing gloves on. By some strange coincidence,  the boxing gloves were red,  matching her suit.    The two combatants  climbed into the ring.    The boy escorted each fighter to her corner.   Tiffany had thought of everything.   She had even provided mouth-pieces for herself and  her opponent.   

Tiffany was beside herself with excitement.   The idea of beating and degrading a beautiful young woman in front of her boyfriend was sexually arousing to her.   Her breasts swelled with anticipation.   

Jenny wondered what she had gotten herself into.   She'd never been in a fight before.  Her parents had taught her that young ladies never resorted to physical violence.    As she looked across the ring at her formidable appearing opponent,  feelings of trepidation and apprehension were almost overwhelming.  Yet,  there was something within her that welcomed the challenge.   She knew that her young body was supple and strong.  Part of her ached to pit her body against her voluptuous,  older rival.  

Jim said “Ding”,  and the fight was on.   Jennifer came out slowly and cautiously.   She intended to circle Tiffany,  and look for an opening.   That's how she'd seen it done on TV.   Tiffany,  however,  had other ideas.   She rushed out of her corner,  and landed a one-two combination to Jennifer's pretty puss.   Before she knew it, the schoolgirl was sitting on the canvas.   There were stars in her eyes,  but not the kind she saw when kissing Jim.   She found herself looking up at a laughing Tiffany.  

“Oh,  come on,  Honey. ” the show-girl said,  “At least,  make it interesting for me. ”

She took Jennifer by the wrist,  and helped the girl stand up.   She steadied Jenny,  holding her by the shoulders.  

“Are you OK,  Baby?” Tiffany asked solicitously.  

Jenny nodded,  “I-I think so.”

“Do you want to keep fighting?” Tiffany asked.  

In answer,  Jenny threw an upper-cut to Tiffany's left titty.   The ex-showgirl screamed in pain and surprise.   “What do you think,  Skank?” Jennifer asked.  

“You little slut!” Tiffany growled through her teeth,  “That's the last break you'll get from me!”

A right cross landed on Jenny's jaw.   A left jab went into the girl's eye.   Jennifer came back with a punch to the gut and another boob buster.   This made Tiffany angry.  She bullied her way into the slighter girl,  forcing Jennifer into the ropes.   Fortunately for the younger beauty,  she was able to side-step the onslaught.   A left hook caught Jenny on the temple,  and her legs turned wobbly.   Tiffany would have put her young rival out for the evening if Jim had not ended the round at that moment.  

“Don't worry,  Sugar. ” Tiffany told Jim,  “I'm not going to finish your pretty little playmate right away.    I want to toy with her first. ”

The boy helped his girlfriend to her corner.   Jennifer looked pretty out of it,  and it had only been the first round.   Jim gave her a drink of water,  and sponged her lovely body down.   He then went to Tiffany's corner and did the same thing for her.  

Tiffany purred as her young lover rubbed her down.  

“Oh Baby,  you do that so well. ” she said provocatively,  “When I get done with that little girl,  I want you in the hot tub. ”

When Jennifer heard this,  a molten fury erupted inside of her.   As Jim signaled the start of the second round,  the impetuous young beauty bolted from her corner,  intent on beating the older vixen into the mat.   This was exactly what Tiffany wanted.   As soon as Jennifer was in range,  the ex-showgirl fired a straight right into the onrushing girl's face.   The effect was devastating.   Jennifer's eyes crossed,  and her entire body turned to rubber.   She staggered around the ring like a drunken debutante.   Tiffany laughed.  

If Jim thought the fight was over,  he was mistaken.   Tiffany spent the rest of the round toying with her woozy young opponent.   Putting an arm around the young girl's waist,  she stripped Jenny of her crimson bra.   “Ooh,” said Tiffany,  “you have such nice titties.    I want to play with them. ”

She grabbed Jenny's left breast,  and began twisting it cruelly.   The school-girl cried out in pain.   Her first fight was with a sadistic Amazon determined to break her body and soul.   Tiffany laughed lasciviously at her opponent's distress.    She punched her youthful adversary's stomach over and over again.   Jennifer gagged pitifully at each blow.   The young beauty had become her older rival's plaything.   When Jim decided to end the round,  Tiffany carried  Jenny to her own corner.   She sat the helpless girl on her lap,  kissing and fondling the school-girl.  

“You know,” said Tiffany,  “I never had a Barbie doll when I was a kid.    She can be my Barbie. ”

Jenny could only whimper in abject humiliation.  

Jim mimicked a gong to begin the next round.   Tiffany placed her victim against the ropes,  and spent the entire three minutes using Jenny as a pretty punching bag.   She landed body-blow after body-blow to the sweet young beauty's titties and tummy.   Tears rolled down Jennifer's lovely cheeks.  Tiffany grabbed Jenny by one of the poor girl's battered boobies,  and dragged her to the center of the ring.   Jenny was unresistant.   The semi-consciousgirl didn't seem to know where she was.  

“You know,” said Tiffany,  “I was going to drag this out longer,  but you aren't worth the effort. ”

So saying,  the Vegas show-girl landed a hay-maker to the innocent beauty's jaw.   Jenny plummeted to the canvas as if a load of bricks had fallen on top of her.  

Tiffany,  stretching like a big cat,  addressed Jim.  

“Count her out,  will you,  darling?” she purred,  “I want to have some fun with you and her in the hot tub. ”

Her boyfriend started to count.   Tiffany was checking her make-up as Jim counted to ten.   Her back was to her devastated rival.   She was surprised when Jim stopped at  '8'.   The big beautiful woman turned around to discover that her smaller opponent had managed to get to her feet before the count.  

Tiffany chuckled.   “You have got to be kidding me!” she said.   The sadistic show-girl could not believe her eyes.   There before her,  bruised and battered,  stood Jenny.  

“I'm not beaten yet. ” the ingenue said defiantly.  

Tiffany laughed delightedly.  "I like it when the girl I'm fighting has spunk.  " she said, "It makes  it all that sweeter when I break her!  "

Jenny could barely stand.  Her legs were rubbery.  Her eyes were unfocused.  She was swaying like a sapling in a strong wind.  It was only  her spirit, and her desire for Jim that was keeping her on her feet.  Tiffany sauntered over to where her opponent was standing.  She took Jenny in her arms and began to kiss her.  The young girl was very responsive, kissing her older rival back..  The two beauties stood together like that;  tit to tit, belly to belly, for a while.  Soon, however, it was all too much for Jenny.  Her orgasm came in a rush, and she fainted.  The  big amazon lifted the smaller girl over her head, as if Jenny was a sacrifice to some pagan goddess of love and   battle.  She looked at Jim.  

"Let's keep her for the rest of the day.  " she suggested.  

Jenny felt  warm water buoying her  up.  Someone was kissing her bruised and battered body.  She slowly opened her eyes.  It was Tiffany who was holding her.  The three of them were in the hot tub. All  were naked.   Jim was watching his mistress use his girlfriend as a sex toy.  He  was obviously enjoying it.  Jenny bawled like a broken-hearted schoolgirl.