Maria's Rules

Maria was what most men termed "plus size," but her full thighs and tits made her very attractive, especially to the guy standing across the ring. She wasn't upset at Eddie for challenging her to a boxing match simply because he wanted to fuck her. From other men, Maria had learned such opponests were blind to the contradiction of wanting to make love to and box the same woman. The two impulses were one desire for them, so Maria defused the situation by knocking them out cold. The opponents who realized, post KO, that they were "screwed up," Maria spent the night with. But no relationship came of these pairings. Maria wanted another sort of mate.

"Here's my rules, Eddie, so we have no misunderstanding!"
Eddie, medium height, in good shape, average looks, nodded. "Go ahead."
"We're both here because you want to get with me and I'm willing to give you a chance. We clear so far?"
Eddie was disoriented by Maria's directness, but admitted he understood.
"So this will be simple: If you knock me out, we're a couple. But if I put you down, you're back at square one."
The challenger surveyed Maria's biceps. "I can try again if I lose?"
"Sure. As often as you want. I like you. So you're clear about the parameters?"
"Yes!" Eddie enthused.
"Great!"
WHAP!
BAM!
SOCK!
The third punch actually put Eddie to sleep, which made Maria sad. She didn't want such a nice guy to hurt too much.
She gave Eddie a slow ten count, but the felled warrior never stirred after his face down landing.
Planting the same affectionate kiss on Eddie she gave all her victims, Maria collected her stuff and left.

She didn't hear from Eddie for a month, which was longer than she expected. Gossip in the women's locker room at the Amazonia Boxing Club said Eddie had hooked up with a few, twenty something gym bunnies since his defeat.
"Well, are those sluts there for any other reason?" Maria told her friend, Jasmine.
Maria assumed Eddie had given up in search of easier women, until she received a text, asking for a rematch.

This time the bout lasted three rounds. Maria let it go that long and found Eddie was good fighter, if you didn't sucker punch him in the opening seconds of the fight.
But in time...
WHAM!
The lone upper cut lifted Eddie a few inches in the air. Maria was pleased to see his eyes close in mid flight. Maria rolled Eddie on his back. He had a smile on his lips, despite being unconscious. That's more like it, Maria thought. Pulling down the front of his trunks, she gently fingered his erection.
"Just like I expected," she murmured, putting the waistband back in place. "Let's give Eddie a taste to whet his appetite!"

Maria spent the night with Eddie a week later. He described her to his friends as "a powerhouse fuck" and the "best in years," which it was.
Eddie wanted more, but Maria did not reply to cell phone calls, emails or text messages.  Total silence. Eddie was in love and completely cut off.
When he started seeing bouts between Maria and other men, most of them ending with the male carried from the ring, Eddie went from frustrated to angry. He demanded a second date with Maria, but the meeting place would be a boxing ring.

"I've been busy," Maria explained when she finally faced Eddie.
"So I saw." Eddie replied. Maria thought his pissed off tone was just right. "The rules are the same, got it?"
"Got it!"
Eddie was aggressive this time, but not careless. Each round that went by, he maneuvered Maria closer to a corner until the fifth, when he fixed her on a turnbuckle and opened up.
Maria made only a brief defense against Eddie's onslaught. Pain exploded all over her body until she began to slump.
Even though her vision was blurring, Maria felt the barrage of fists diminish and become more precise.
Yes! Now! she implored Eddie, consciousness drifting away. The punches became a song that she followed until darkness took her in a lover's embrace.

Maria awoke to Eddie calling her name desperately. Sitting upright against the ropes where she had fallen after succumbing to the knock out, she smiled at her new lover.