It started 7 months ago as we were leaving the new year's eve party for my wife's office. "Fuck you" my wife said to one of her coworkers as they walked towards the cars. My wife, Dianne, used that tone of voice that let me know she wasn't kidding around. By the time I caught up with Dianne, she was in the other woman's face. The other woman, Becky, a fellow manager from my wife's office, gave Dianne a piece of her mind. Steve, Becky's husband, pulled his wife by the arm thus preventing things from turning physical. After nearly 7 months of arguing with her coworker, my told me that she and Becky had decided to meet at the offfice after normal business hours and finally settle things between them. I had watched my wife fight many times in the past, but now in her mid 40's, I didn't think it was the best way for two professional women to work out their differences. We arrived at the office complex shortly after 8:00pm and there was only one other car in the parking lot. we made our way to the conference room where he saw Beck and Steve moving the chairs and table away from the center of the room. Dianne helped move the last few chairs while I shook hands with Steve. Becky and Dianne explained to both us that they did not want us to interfere and that "this" needed to happen. "One of us is going to fuck the other when this is over," becky informed us. Much to my surprise, she and Dianne had agreed to this as well as some other ground rules.
Dianne pulled off her shirt and remove her shorts. A white spandex body suit held a soft pair of D cups. Becky wore only a red sports bra and matching panties. "It's over after this" Becky said and Dianne nodded.
I sat near Steve as we admired each other's wives. Becky was a bit heavier han Dianne, but they seemed to be the same height. Becky's tits looked heavy in te red bra and it was obvious that they were real.
The women said nothing, but cautiously approached one another. Dianne reached out to grab Becky's long Brown hair and Becky slapped her hand away. "I thouht we greed to fight like women andnot like girls." Becky's hand follwed her words and she slapped my with across the face. Dianne tackled Becky an the crashed on to the carpet.
Legs wrapped together an they rolled into the chairs along the wall. Diane pinnd one of Beck's arms to the ground and it was quickly apparent that Dianne was stronger thn Becky.
Dianne got to her knees on top of Becky an she struggle to force the weaker woman's other arm to the grond. Becky's free hand reached up and found Diane's tits. Becky had a handfull through the spadex top. Becky quicky pulled the spandex out of the way and grabbed Dianne's bare breast.
Dianne let go of Beckys wrist and she attacked Becky's tits. The four breast were being mauled in front of us. The women groane ad cursed at each other. The groans were silenced by a loud slap as Dianne landed an open hand on Becky's face. Becky grabed two hamdfulls of my wife's and pulled he off of her.
Diane rolled away and then got to her feet. Becky slowly got up. Both women were breathing heavy. There body's covered in sweat. Dianne's body suit was stretched out at the top and it looked silly on her. As the two women caught their breath Diann pulled her damaged garmentof. As Becky slid out of her panties Dianne tossed her body suit at Becky's husband.
The two women went right back at, only now noting separated them. They were surprisingly brutal and at one point I tought about stopping the fight. Steve andI exchanged nervous glances.
At one point Diane was holding Becky's head down on the carpet as she dug her other hand into Becky's crotch. Becky literaly squealed and I asumed Dianne had fingered her ass.
