Three and You're Out!

Walking from the men's locker room, Will was snared by Donna's bare shoulders, strong and smooth, as she worked a heavy bag. Mostly he took in her toned legs and well muscled ass. Infrequently Will caught glimpses of the determined aggression on her face as she encircled her target. later Will found out Donna was very recently divorced and had just joined the Amazonia Boxing Club.
He attended every bout Donna was in after first seeing her, standing as close as he could get to ringside. Every opponent, male or female, was floored sooner or later. It was the fight between Donna and Will's friend Desiree that put him completely in lust with Donna.
The taller, older Donna beat the shorter, leaner Desiree through three rounds. The young girl answered the fourth round bell, fists raised and eyes set, but she staggered slightly as she moved. Donna's punches became surgical, smacking Desiree's head and body ferociously, causing the girl to falter
Will was entranced watching Donna methodically inflict pain on Desiree. Though he and Desiree had slept together a few times and become friends, Will flushed at Donna's predatory zeal as she wore down the newbie fighter until Desiree fell against the turnbuckle, arms barely raised.
Standing a few feet from the fighters, Will herd Desiree plead as she absorbed more punishment from Donna.
"Pleas....Please...offff!...I give..."
Donna halted her assault.
"Oh yeah? You do?" Donna cocked her right fist behind her waist. "Then sweet dreams, baby dyke!"
WHAP!
The vicious upper cut jerked Desiree back to the turnbuckle, arms in a lifeless dangle. Desiree grunted a few half words and tilted forward, slamming to the canvas face down.There was nothing Will wouldn't have done for Donna while she strutted around the ring, gloved fists in the air.
Emma the Ref counted the young girl out, then she and Desiree's girlfriend Grace lifted the limp bodied girl in their arms. Will fell in love with Donna's strength as the prone Desiree was carried by him.

Donna showed him around the gym in her basement. Along with the bright, inviting lights, new carpet and workout equipment, there was a small but durable boxing ring. Of all the equipment, the ring was the most used and Donna's favorite.
"I've been boxing since high school and brawling before that," Donna explained. "It's how I met ny ex husband."
"You were married? Did you hurt your husband?"
"Yep! I found out he was cheating. I put him and the bitch in the hospital."
"Damn!" exclaimed Will.
"The bitch was easy, three punches and she was out. My ex...I beat the shift out of him. When the doctors released him from the hospital, he wanted to put things back the way they were."
"What did you do?"
"I knocked him out again, fucking dog!"
The way Donna described her husband excited Will. He imagined Donna calling him the same name.
"You've been to a few of my fights!?" Donna asked suddenly. Will felt even more thrilled,
"I like how you move in a fight..."
"Yeah?" Donna leaned a hand on the lower rope and smiled alluringly. "What did you think of my fight with Desiree?"
"Dez shouldn't have been in the ring with you."
"Did you think I was too big for her to fight?"
"Yes."
And Will, you didn't warn her off!"
"I didn't."
"Of course you didn't!"
Donna pulled herself into the ring, stood up and leaned down to Will from the top rope, laying her breasts on her arms. "Come on, Will, get in here!"
Will obeyed. Following Donna's instructions, he removed his shirt and put on boxing gloves.
"I'll make this fair for you, Will," Donna said, pulling off her pink top and undoing her purple bra, revealing her round breasts, Will stared, motionless. Donna pitched both garments away and stepped out of her jeans All she wore, as she walked slowly to Will, were pink gym shorts. She embraced him, leaving a strong kiss on his lips before nuzzling her face by his ear. "How hard are you going to fuck me, Will?"
Will looked with blank expectation in Donna's eyes.
BAP!
Will was dangling from the top ropes, where Donna had hooked his arms. His legs were buckled. A long moan escaped his mouth as reality partially focused.
"One punch, Will. Two more to go!"
Through a comfortable haze, Will fell in love with the topless Donna. Pushing his legs straight in order to get off the ropes, Will stepped forward. He heard Donna's evil chuckle.
BAM!
The right hook to his head planted Will in the turnbuckle, nearly out on his feet. Donna was a lovely blur that taunted him as his eyes open and closed.
"I think you're in love with me," Donna said. "Or some feeling like that, right Will?"
He wanted badly to kiss Donna's breasts and make love to her. Watching Donna kiss her clinched fist, Will got more excited because Donna was about to finish him off. He looked at her chest one last time.
WHAP!
Will was on the canvas, out cold. Donna wanted to count him out, but got distracted by the monster erection showing in his jeans. She kissed the unconscious male and hefted him over her shoulder. As she made for the bedroom, Donna was glad that the evening was going to end the way she and Will wanted.