70- A lucky son of a bitch

Sebastian

\- I didn't expect to see you here today, it was a surprise to have you along. - he says amiably.

\- Rebecca wanted to get some exercise, so I offered to bring her, it's a safe place, after all. - I say.

\- What do you want to do, ma'am? - Walter asks her directly.

\- I'll start by warming up for a short run. - he says, pointing to the treadmill ahead.

\- I'll take you there. I'll take you there. - he offers.

I was ready to decline for her, but Rebecca spoke up first.

\- It's not necessary! I don't want anyone to come with me. Sebastian, do as you usually do. If I need anything, I'll call you immediately. - I don't want the two of us to say anything.

I nodded and watched her make her way to the treadmill, the men greeted her respectfully and carefully on the way, she waved and continued on her way, she started a light jog straight away and I took a deep breath. I did as she asked and began my usual workout. As I trained, I glanced here and there at her, who seemed to be running faster by the minute. She was breathing heavily, sweat was dripping from her neck and she was smiling, her eyes shining with a satisfied smile.

\- Show me a punching bag or someone willing to train with me. - she asks.

I know about Rebeca's abilities, according to Roderick, she's a genius in almost everything she does, however, leaving her ability aside, she's still a woman and biologically speaking, she's still weaker than the men who are here.

\- Maybe a bag is best, I don't know if there's a man who can train with you and frankly, the thought of a man other than me touching your body upsets me. - I grumble at the thought of someone touching your body.

She laughs openly at my comment.

\- You're cute when you're being territorial. However, I think you're underestimating me because I'm a woman. What do you think about practicing with me, since you don't want another man to touch me, I know you won't hurt me. - propose.

Even if I don't want to hurt you, I know it's difficult. I might not control my strength very well and end up hurting you one way or another, I don't want to see you in pain because of me.

\- I'm worried that I can't control my strength. - I express what I'm thinking.

\- Don't worry, I can take it, and if it's too much, I'll tell you straight away. - he says. Her eyes are full of expectation and I find myself being seduced and persuaded by them once again.

When it comes to this woman, I can't deny her anything, I'm weak.

\- All right, let's do it. - I accept begrudgingly and worriedly.

We got into the ring and I got ready.

\- Come on up. - I call out.

Surprisingly, that's exactly what she did, I expected her to approach cautiously and wait for the perfect moment, an opening, but that wasn't the case, she approached with force and struck with considerable force, but I grabbed her arm and blocked her blow, she used this to her advantage and in one quick, fluid movement, she was twisting my arm behind me, She kicked the back of my knees and I fell, with her free hand she grabbed my neck and I used that to reverse our situation, I used my big body and with my free arm, I grabbed her head hard enough for her to let go and before she could make a next move, I had already knocked her to the ground and was on top of her, we smiled at each other and went back to our starting positions. We spent a while at it, she attacked me, I fought back carefully so as not to hurt her, we laughed and went back to our positions, we did this until we were both lying on the floor, breathing heavily, our bodies sweaty and slightly sore.

\- I still can't believe how strong you are. - I mutter between breaths.

\- You didn't see me serious, besides, if I was acting to kill, you'd be dead from the first moment, it wouldn't be my arm around your neck but a blade. - you say.

\- My wife is incredible. - I compliment her and I really mean it.

I took her to the changing room so she could shower and get rid of all the sweat.

I opened the door and saw dozens of men in various states of nudity walking around.

\- You have one minute, I want you all out. - I ordered in a harsh voice.

I closed the door and heard the sound of men rushing in, and soon they were leaving the place, hurrying past and avoiding looking at Rebeca.

It seems they know how to keep their lives safe.

As soon as the last man left, I led Rebeca in and closed the door, I don't want to worry about someone coming in without permission.

\- Now, what do you say I help you undress? - I approach slowly.

\- Well, that would be great. - I smiled seductively.

I started to take her clothes off slowly and kissed her salty skin here and there. When her breasts were free, I grabbed them gently and played with the nipple between my fingers a little. When Rebeca moaned, I quickly took off my clothes and led her into the shower, as the water fell and washed our bodies, I penetrated her slowly, her hands resting on the wall as I penetrated her at a steady pace, holding her body close to mine and occasionally swallowing her moans as I kissed her. The sound of our wet bodies colliding filled the bathroom and Rebeca's moans became louder and louder until she came and her legs went weak. I held her body to mine and thrust a few more times, also breathing a sigh of relief as I released my seed into her warm interior.

\- That was great. - she sighs after a while.

\- Yes, now come on, I don't want you to catch cold. - I said tenderly.

I helped her out of the shower and dried her body slowly and with dedication, while she dressed, I observed her shapely body full of sinuous curves, I felt a great sense of pride and the desire to always see her relaxed like this.

This is my wife, my greatest pride, the only woman who holds my heart in her hand.

The only real woman who exists for me.

I'm a lucky son of a bitch.