Kickboxing Can Get Sexy

I raised my fists, guarding my face as I circled him. I kept eye contact, I saw the little jerk as he geared up to punch, I saw the jab coming right for my face, I lent sideways dodging the jab and countering with a cross into his side before stepping back out of range. we circled again but I quickly moved forward with a front kick to his stomach which he blocked but he was slow in bringing his hands back up to block his face meaning my jab got him square on the nose, he raised his hands to stop and more shots to the face so I followed up with a cross to his stomach, he recovered quickly and made me pay for not moving back with a hook to the side of my face making me stagger to the side and pull away sharply but he followed up battering at my guard with punch after punch I managed to block the worst of them and managed to force him back with a scrappy front kick, I quickly launched a counter, with a jump front kick to the face, followed by an axe kick forcing him back and it was my turn to punch at his head, but being shorter than he was he was able to block almost all of them, then he span round to my side and delivered a punishing side kick to my kidneys. This winded me as he once again stared to pummel my head. I kept my head down and guard up and flicked my foot round behind his and swept it back while giving him a solid punch in the sternum. I was unable to make him fall but he stumbled backwards off balance and I capitalized on it with a side kick to his stomach and then his head. Then I moved in again and swept this time making him fall flat on his ass.

“Ok guys enough free sparring for now, take a breather” our instructor called, pairs around the hall disengaged and stood leaning on their knees out of breath from our exertions. I reached out to help Dan up, it wasn’t much help with the bulky boxing gloved on but it was a gesture of good will that you didn’t hold any grudges after repeatedly hitting each other in the face.

“Woooh, that was intense, you’re fast” he said breathing heavily

“Yeah well what you may lack in speed you made up for with brute force, bloody hell that side kick really winded me” I said good naturedly

“You want to discuss sidekicks? That one to may face killed” he said smiling

“Hey keep your guard up if you don’t want to get kicked in the face” I joked

“Well it’s not fair, you’re far more flexible than I am, I can barely kick at your chin height”

“Bah rubbish I’m about half a foot shorter than you, you can reach my face”

“OI, Katie, Dan stop bickering and listen” our instructor yelled

We looked at each other smirking before turning to the instructor who was discussing the various mistakes he had seen people make during the sparring session before leading the cool down and sending us home. As Dan and I took off our pads and packed them in our bags we continued to bicker good naturedly about the fight. As we left I remembered to ask him “hey Dan you coming to the party tomorrow?”

“Hell yeah the parties at yours are always great”

“This one is quite small only 20-30 odd people, but it should be good night, we got quite a bit of alcohol in, you know Will, he finally got paid for some work he did over the holiday and he spent it all on alcohol, you know what he’s like. Anyway, see you there” I waved goodbye and got on my bike to cycle home. On the cycle home I started thinking about Dan, he was a really cool guy, he was quite tall, shaggy blond hair, green eyes and a nice toned body. But what I like more than all of that was that he was fun, he always had a cheeky mischievous glint in his eyes, and a cocky little smile dancing on his lips as he said something that sounded like an insult, but you could see he was joking, he could get away with saying anything with that look.

When I got home I said hi to two of my house mates who were sitting in one of the rooms off the entrance hall with the door open watching family guy. “Good practice?” Alice asked

“Yeah but you didn’t miss much by wimping out”

“Wimping out, I have a broken wrist” she protested

“Bah wimp” I mock

“And how’s Daaaan” she mocked back in return causing Lottie who was sitting next to her to snigger

“Dan is fine, shut up” I blush and make a hasty retreat for the stairs

“You loooove him” Alice called after me

“Shut up” I yell back

Will popped his head out of his door at the top of the landing “we talking about Dan?” he said with a smirk before jumping back into his room and shutting the door after seeing my scowl. I hear him giggling to himself as I walk past. I walk into my room and close the door, locking it behind me. I pull my sweaty clothes off and drop them on the floor as I step into my en-suit.

I turn on the shower and let the hot water wash over me, washing out the sweat from the practice. I ran my finger over my body checking the tenderness of where I got hit. I kept running my hands over my body as my mind wandered, thinking through the sparing session, how Dan had moved, how I had kept eye contact at the beginning, his eyes, his face, his smile, his hands…oh I noticed that my hands were now massaging my breasts.