Hi. My name is Drew. I am age 32, 5’11, 179 lbs. My wife still is and always been a sweetheart. She is intelligent and kind, but she also has a competitive side. She is the same age as me, 5’7, 172. I am a recovering cancer victim (clean bill of health now, and starting to get back into a routine), a full-time student, a part-time teacher, and a part-time counselor. My wife (Amy) is a full-time teacher and leads women’s groups’ part-time.I have become used to Amy being my primary caregiver because of cancer. I have lost strength during cancer treatments (I use to weigh over 200 lbs). While I was undergoing 2 years' worth of treatments Amy became motivated to exercise more often and start eating healthier. I have not talked to her about it and she has said nothing to me but it is becoming noticeable – I think she might be stronger than me now.I use to lift and still had some 20 lbs dumbbells lying around. In the past, when we’d work out together she would use lighter weights, but recently I noticed Amy was using my 20 lbs dumbbells for curls – 3 sets of 10 per arm. It seemed easier than I would have expected for her. While she wasn’t home I decided to see what I could do with them. I got my first 10 reps, okay, but I really struggled to finish w/ my 2nd set, and I could not do the 3rd set. I already know she has good endurance. She can jog 5 miles without much trouble. I also know her legs are solid. It even appears that she is developing a V-shaped back.What made me decide to type this situation out is because of what happened last night. She challenged me to arm wrestle her. I was hesitant, but I knew it would look bad if I declined – so I agreed. Both of our arms were exposed (per her request). We started the match and neither one seemed to have a big advantage. I could not mover her, but then she moved my arm back one inch or two - then another inch (or two). I could see her arm was more tone than mine now and her bicep and forearm seemed more swollen than mine. I noticed she was watching my eyes. It seemed like she wanted to smile, but then after she had me in a position that looked like she would win, I slowly started to move her back to center and I eventually won. I was pleased with myself but I was also wondering if she let me win once she proved to herself that she could have beat me. I said nothing but she said, “I am almost as strong as you.” I kept thinking about what if she is stronger. Honestly, it aroused me to think about it.That night in bed she initiated the contact. She said nothing, but laying next to me she took my head and placed my face in her breasts. She placed my hand on her firm butt cheek. We started foreplay, but for the first time, she was taking the lead. After a few minutes of a dream come true for me, it got even better. She moved on top of me and she was in control. She pinned my legs down w/ her legs. She pinned my arms down w/ her arms. She moved back and forth on me – making me feel the perfect weight and tenderness of her breasts across my face, her pelvis pressing and rubbing against mine. She initiated penetration as she slid herself so that my genital entered hers. She moved one of her arms to firmly hold my head into her breast. So one of my arms was now free. I didn’t want her to notice me feeling her bicep, but she was so worked up at the moment that I hoped she would not notice. I put my hand on her bicep and felt her defined swollen muscle work and move as she held my head into her breasts and moving back and forth. It was everything I hoped it would be. I could not last any longer. When she could tell I was done she moved off of me and said, “That was the best two orgasms I’ve ever had.” :o She went to the bathroom to clean up and still nothing of her strength was spoken of (to me anyway).I was able to get a picture of her bare arms and back while she was not looking this morning (see below). Later this morning at breakfast with our 2 boys (2nd and 4th grade) she was talking with them as I was getting ready in the other room. I can’t be sure, but I think she was flexing her biceps for them and talking to them about how hard work and dedication gets results. Basically, I don’t want to hide my feelings for her new strength, but I also don’t want her to feel like I am a weak freak. I am planning to start lifting again soon and I want her to know she can count on me to be our family’s defender. At the same time, I want to enjoy these few weeks (or months) of her being stronger than we without feeling like I am being too weird.Should I tell her the truth about my love for her strength?Does she possibly already realize that I love her strength?Is it too weird for me to feel this way about her?