Cameron eyes fluttered and her body language let Mike know that his guest was a beginning to get a little hot in the ass. She kept rubbing her thighs ...ogether and sighing as they spoke. Mike gave her that look that a man gives a woman that he is lusting. Before they knew it, they were engaging in a long deep kiss. He caressed her beautiful face and played in her hair as he held her close. He knew this was so wrong. She was supposed to be like a daughter to him and Sasha. His hands wandered. And nobody understood the pressure built up by elite athletes than other elite athletes. Once your events were done, until you moved out you were able to enjoy the resources of the village; great food, nicer accommodation than many of us had experienced during training, and the, uh, ‘human resources’ who were looking for a similar release of tension. This ‘worst kept secret’ had gotten to the point where it was a public joke how many condoms were dished out to athletes at the games. It started. I borrowed my sister's car. I didn't want to take Angie out in my old truck. She had given me her address and it was a town house. I knocked on her door and when she answered I saw the most gorgeous woman. I know all men see women differently. In my eyes she looked stunning, yet pretty. I wanted to grab her and hold her right then and there. I knew I had to be a gentleman but it was going to be hard. We went to a fancy restaurant and ordered wine and then dinner. We decided to talk a little. On the back was the Arena’s familiar motto, ‘A Hard Man is Good to Beat’. This was over a pair of white gym shorts and fringed, white boxing shoes. The outfit did little to hide neither her obvious muscularity nor her feminine curves.Mike and Jeff were huddled in their corner going over some last minute strategy.“Mike, I think your best bet is to try to take her out early. She hasn’t boxed much since I’ve been here. She’s been concentrating on improving her wrestling skills and bulking up..