A night in the ring cut short

It's taken me a while to get to writing about it since I didn't want to think about it. We did get into the ring that next night but it would not end on a happy note like all our previous visits.

We started out well enough. I had the foresight to borrow a second video camera from work so I could capture two angles to cut between which could make some great video. She started out with a bearhug (that's some nerve, love it), which I escaped and returned the favour. Lifting her up, into the corner she went! I brought her out of the corner in a headlock but she used one of her karate techniques to break free and put me down on the mat. She gave me a gut stomp while I was down too! We tie up center ring again and I push her back into the other corner. (Muahahaha... love playing the big brute role) I wrap her arms over the ropes and put a few knees to the belly. Then out of the corner via snap mare to center ring. As she lies there, I grab her ankles and give her some good stretches. Then a couple knees to the groin. Yes, I'm just that evil. She really has to learn not to put her hands in the way though. Up she comes, and back into the corner. What to do with her next? Oh yes... the move that would end our night before it really got going. The body slam.

On video it looks good. I scoop her up, re-position my arm, then put her down at center ring. However, the way she lands, her leg must have been braced against the impact and her ankle took a lot of force on it. She yells out and we spend the next minutes looking at it and wondering how bad it is. After a while she's able to stand and move around but it's very tender. We try out a couple other holds but she didn't think she could continue and I really didn't want her to either.

Since that night, seems that the ankle healed up just fine and I still feel rotten about it. The ring owner is moving his ring to a new space (for which I've volunteered my time and van to move) so it'll be some time before we have another opportunity in the best case scenario anyway. Worst case, I'm not sure how enthused I am about climbing back in the ring when she could get hurt again. First time, she got her fingers crushed and bruised. Second time, her ankle got really hurt. I don't want to blog about a third time... so we'll see. Fact is, if I don't do anything to instigate our next ring time, it will never happen. She'd just as soon sit at home on her computer playing Yahoo Freecell for hours on end. Might not be so bad if she put away laundry or cleaned the house or something useful but I digress.

Ring time last night, and again tonight?!

Frenchie hasn't been able to find her watch since we were at the ring on Sunday so, the obvious conclusion, it must have been left at the ring. We have to go back? Darn!

I had thought Frenchie had arranged babysitting just so we could drop by the ring, grab her watch then scoot to the movie theatre to see "The King's Speech". I had part of that plan right and I'm happy I was wrong. Her real plan was stop by the ring, grab her watch, get in some more wrestling then scoot to the movie.

Because I didn't know about the wrestling part, I wasn't hurrying out the door since we had lots of time to do a stop-n-grab then get to the theater. Once she made the plan clear to me, I was moving FAST and we were out the door. Unfortunately, that slow time cost us more time in the ring.

We didn't bother with boots to save time and just suited up. She brought a different bikini and I still had my selection of thongs and speedo. She requested the blue thong this time. I briefly wondered why I'm the only one wearing a thong but with the lack of time, whatever. She's still in a bikini, I'm not upset. Haha

We were just in the ring and I asked something along the lines of "Did you want to start with something?" Without hesitation, "Irish whip and splash!" I love it! So there I go! Whip! Splash! Crash! Then she starts stomping me!! She is really getting into it and I love it! I offer up the Bronco Buster and when we try it, it looks really REALLY sexual when we view the tape right afterward. Haha! I have since reviewed clips of the Buster and know what we should change. From there, I body slammed her again then followed up with a splash, accidentally hitting her side. She brushed it off. We were fast running out of time at this point so time for one more move... Piledriver! Ended it with another Package Pin and muscle flex which had her laughing again. That was the end, we had to rush off to catch the movie.

As it turned out, we could have spent another 10 minutes or so wrestling since we got to the theater in great time. Oh well, it was nice to just sit down, chat and eat some snacks before the movie started.

So last night was very good and we'll see how things go for tonight. We'd planned a full night at the ring tonight though there is still the possibility of out-of-town overnight guests and our youngest is under the weather so it might be we'll take a pass. However, if we do go, I have a great list of things to try and I'm going to borrow a second video camera to capture the action!

March Ring Time

Most couples have a monthly "date night". Our "date night" has become us donning skimpy attire and wrestling boots and throwing/pinning/stretching/slamming/splashing each other all over a wrestling ring.

February came and went without us getting back into the ring. There was some bouts of illness and I'd taken on some contract work so between not feeling up to it or no time/energy, it never happened. I was a little disheartened as we had pledged to make a ring visit a monthly thing. But then March Break comes along.

The ring owner was going away on vacation for the week and very graciously left us with a key to the ring. When I mentioned it to Frenchie, she asked when we were going. Yeah! We made our arrangements and made it to the ring last Sunday night. It was even better than the first time.

I had begun a list of moves that utilized the ring to try beforehand so we'd be well prepared for an evening of action. With so many wrestling holds not requiring a ring, why take the time to go to a ring if you're not going to make good use of it? Frenchie has never been a fan of watching pro wrestling as I have been though she does find it exciting and fun to actually do so it was up to me to show her ropes. This was something I was very glad to do. Muahahaha.

Initially we suited up with me in my red speedo and her in her purple bikini. While a lot of time was spent doing easy practice like trying the arm locks we'd learned the first time, pulling each other around in headlocks or using holds we were very familiar with, like the boston crab and camel clutch, there were a lot of fresh highlights to the night:

The piledriver... we'd done it only once before, and then it was done very very slowly as we were just on padded carpet with a unfolded sleeping bag for extra cushion. This time, we got to do it like the pros. The first time I got her up, it went perfectly. Even if she wasn't expecting it. Up she went, her hands went to the back of my thighs and BAM, to my knees and she's flat on the mat, her head just brushing the mat at "impact". Second time, not so good. She let her hands dangle and as I went to my knees, her hands were directly under them. I thought for sure I'd just broke or sprained her fingers, I was really really worried... except she was sitting up very calmly, flexing all her fingers. The padding on the ring no doubt saved us, letting her fingers sink into the mat rather than take all the weight of my knees down on them. Third time, well, the video is going up on our website very soon and I like to watch it again and again and again...

The whip and splash... I think this combo helped her realize she could play pretty rough and I'd be just fine. She pulls me from one corner, whips me to the other then follows up with a leaping splash. There's something really wickedly fun about getting whipped then flattened into a corner by a bikini babe. I didn't like doing it to her so much as when she did it to me. Not really sure why that was, just was.

The body slam... Like the piledriver, this had only been done once before between us, but even further back in time, way back when we were dating. I body slammed her onto my bed for some reason she deserved I'm sure. Heehee. So I checked some video clips and went for it. Three times, each time better than the last. She commented how much it didn't hurt to her own surprise. I'm glad for the video because I could see a bit of technique that we were missing too. Wow was it tiring though! I'm just not used to lifting her weight. I wish she could do it to me...

Knee to the groin... oh yeah, I'm just that evil. I've always liked the occasional low blow to swing the momentum of a match and really paint the heel in a evil light or give a villain his/her just desserts. It garners such a gut reaction when you see it too, because anyone that has taken a real blow to the groin knows it's a special kind of hurt. You can't forget the fact that done right, like other pro wrestling moves, you don't really get hurt anyway. I did so many to her my knee ached a bit afterward. My bad. Loved doing it though. Evil fantasy fulfilled. Frenchie was very timid about doing it to me and I can appreciate that. She isn't as confident in her ability to NOT really hit me. It must be the masochist in me because I was egging her on, saying to go for it and not worry, I could take it if she missed. She just needs practice to build her confidence in her ability, something I've seen her achieve so I know it's coming. Then I might expect a lot more coming my way... :-O

Football kick to the groin to wrestler hanging spread out in the corner... A super evil tactic in my books. The story here is how I flubbed it. She was up there and when I went for the kick, I didn't pull my kick at the right time and caught the turnbuckle hard. The look she gave me was meant to kill and I'm only here now because looks can't kill. Lucky me. I apologized profusely (with a please-don't-kill-me tone to my voice) and was expecting to be writhing on the mat shortly after when she got her turn. But, she didn't take that route. I'm guessing having experienced how it could hurt she did not want to inflict it on me. We're the same in temperment that way, I wouldn't want to inflict something on her that I knew sucked either. Still, she's a woman who stores things to be brought up later... it's only a matter of time.

When we eventually took a break, I offered her the choice of thong I should change into, having brought all 3 I own. I wanted to make the night more memorable and enjoyable for her and I knew this was a surefire way. She chose the white one, which matched my borrowed boots. Any hold or move after that where she could touch or grab my ass, she did. It's almost like I know her. Haha. She was groping my package a few times after that too, another thing she enjoys and I certainly don't mind. It made the end of the night just a bit more sexy.

In between holds, there was a lot of hugging too. The tender kind. I told her how amazing she is. How she had fulfilled a fantasy I have had as long as I can remember. How sexy she looked in her bikini and boots. How I hadn't felt this alive and strong in a very long time. She said much the same, adding how we MUST make it a monthly event.

After about 1.5 hours, we packed up and drove home talking about how energizing and fun getting in that ring was. I was aching from using muscles I hadn't used in forever but never had it felt so worth it.

The last surprise of the night came when Frenchie drove the babysitter home. Frenchie confessed to where we had been and what we'd been doing. The babysitter, a girl we've known since she was 12 (now 19), thought it was cool and told Frenchie how she and her boyfriend were talking about buying boxing gear and sparring together for fun. I would not have guessed it of her but then I never guessed I'd find myself wearing a thong and pro wrestling boots dropping a knee into the groin of my bikini'n'boots wearing wife... you just never know and I'm not guessing about that.