Your wife has always been jealous of the way you look at me because she knows how much you love my muscles. She knows how much stronger I am than her and how obsessed you are with my strong body. And it's not surprising considering how thin, weak, and miserable she is. And so weak she dared to come to me to ask me to leave her husband alone. She even brought boxing gloves hoping she could beat me in a fight. What a mistake. I first humiliate her by comparing my strong muscular arms to her bony and thin limbs. I look her in the face and say what a weak loser she is. Then we put on the gloves...

Your wife has always been jealous of the way you look at me because she knows how much you love my muscles. She knows how much stronger I am than her and how obsessed you are with my strong body. And it's not surprising considering how thin, weak, and miserable she is. And so weak she dared to come to me to ask me to leave her husband alone. She even brought boxing gloves hoping she could beat me in a fight. What a mistake. I first humiliate her by comparing my strong muscular arms to her bony and thin limbs. I look her in the face and say what a weak loser she is. Then we put on the gloves, and her punches just bounce off my abs of steel. Her skinny frail body and her pathetic kicks make me laugh. That until I've had enough and decided to teach her a lesson. My blows are brutal for her, and her feeble, fragile body is in pain.