Ihave a new story to share with the board. I hope you enjoy it and please give me any constructive critism you would like to share. I have a few other stories I've had in the works for a while that I would like to share soon.
Maureen, Lucky and Dee, I am going to take another stab at the story I was writing for you guys (and lost) soon. Maureen and Dee have been and always will be some of my favorite catfighters and I would like to give back to them and Lucky for all the storie they have shared over the years.
Anyway, below is my latest. I hope you enjoy.
Angie and Lisa
Angie couldn’t believe what had just happened. Her husband had just told her out of the blue he was filing for divorce. After 25 years of marriage he had decided it was over. The kids were now out of the house and it was just the two of them. Instead of being able to spend more time together, they would now wouldn’t be spending any.
Headed out the door to an apartment and left her in the doorway crying. She was sad at first, then angry. How could that Jack_ss do this to her? Fine, she was tired of being the “good little wifey”. If he didn’t want her, she would find someone who would.
She has just turned 50 two weeks ago. She was still a good looking woman at her age. Standing 5ft 4inches tall, she had all her curves in the right places, thanks to regular workouts, hiking, bike riding, walks and watching her weight. Her legs were killer, leading up to a nice ass and above that a still relatively firm set of breasts. Her shoulder length dark brown hair framed a pretty face and a pouty mouth made for satisfying a man’s needs in so many ways.
That night Angie put on one of her sexiest outfits; a dark red button down v-neck sweater (that showed plenty of cleavage) a tight black leather miniskirt, garter belt, stockings and high heels. She put on her favorite perfume and she was ready to prowl.
She went to this sports bar her husband had mentioned a few times going to after work (to unwind with the boys). The place was pretty full for a weeknight, but not so crowded that she felt penned in. She sat at the bar for awhile when she feels a tap on her shoulder. “Excuse me miss, I couldn’t help but notice you over here after I came in and you look familiar, do you mind if I buy you a drink and see where I know you from?”
When she turned and met his eyes she saw the typical tall, dark handsome man, probably a little older than her with an engaging smile, and yes, he looked a little familiar to her as well. “Hi my name is Pete.” “Angie” she replied. The conversation picked up from there. After a fun 30 minute conversation they realized they had met at a conference a couple of years ago. A little later in the conversation Pete told her he himself had divorced earlier this year. After a few more drinks and another hour’s conversation they were hitting it off like old friends. The night was going well for Angie…..or so she thought.
About an hour into Angie’s conversation with Pete, Lisa entered the bar. Her hair more of a light brown almost blonde type she was almost a physical match for Angie, except she looked a little more “rode warn” from a little wilder lifestyle than Angie had lived. Being the wife of a long haul truck driver, Lisa had a lot of lonely nights and she had decided to fill them with other men. Tonight she had her eye on Pete.
Lisa, had met Pete in this bar a few weeks before Angie rolled in and had hit it off well with him, to the point had had s_x the third time they had met up at the bar. It was good and she wanted more. But there sat this little b_tch in her way. But that was about to change. Lisa walked up to the bar two people behind Angie and waited for a waitress to pick up an order of drinks. It was easy enough to bump the poor girl into spilling her tray of drinks and splashing a Long Island Ice Tea on Angie’s sweater. As soon as Angie excused herself and went to the Ladies Room to clean up, Lisa slid right up to Peter.
Dressed in a similar outfit to Angie only wearing a similar but violet colored sweater and a denim miniskirt, Lisa gave Pete a big hug of hello making sure she pressed and rubbed her breasts on his chest. “Hi handsome. I haven’t seen you in a week. I’ve missed you.” She then kissed him on the cheek before sitting down on Angie’s bar stool. “I’ve missed you too. How have you been?” Lisa and Pete chatted for a few minutes when Angie came out of the ladies room. She looked at Pete and realized she had some competition. Well, not tonight. She figured out pretty quick what had happened with the drinks after seeing Lisa touch Pete’s hand or put hand on his chest during the conversation.
Angie walked up to Peter and said, “Well Pete, who’s your little friend?” she put her hand on his shoulder as she said this. Pete Quickly introduced them.”Angie this is Lisa, we met here at the bar a few weeks ago. Lisa, this is Angie she and I met a little while back at a conference and I happened to show up at the bar tonight. We’ve had a great time catching up.”
“Oh by the way, Lisa, you’re sitting in my seat,” Angie spoke up. “Sorry dear, you’ll have to find another, Lisa replied and looked at Pete as if to dismiss her rival.
Angie tapped Lisa on the shoulder “I said, you’re in my seat.” The challenge was obvious.
Lisa swiveled to face her, “And I said, find another. And by the way, find another man too. This one is trading up.” Just as Lisa was swiveling back to Pete, Angie grabbed drink off the bar and threw it on Lisa’s blouse. Lisa let out a yelp and after she was past the initial shock threw her drink on Angie’s blouse. There was a moment of silence that filled the room as everyone nearby wanted to see what would happen next.
It didn’t take long, Angie reached out and smacked Lisa across the face and then dug her claws into the other woman’s hair. Lisa followed suite for all she was worth. It was only seconds before Angie pulled Lisa off her barstool and they fell to the ground in a heap of rolling growling fury. Shapley legs let tight skirts roll up them as if shade being raised to show the light of their stocking covered gams and sexy panties. Neither gave any thought to it as they were just too into beating the hell out of their rival. Not much could be heard from the two combatants as they kicked and kneed at each other or a hand would temporarily leave hair to scratch at a face or pull at the other’s clothing. Clumps and strands of brown and dirty blonde hair littered the floor as the two MILFs battled back and forth trying to get top position.
Finally, Angie managed to get up in a kind of kneeling position over Lisa. With her hands still buried in Lisa’s hair, she tried to mount her. But Lisa managed to get her high heeled foot up and planted in Angie’s belly, keeping her at bay. Then she managed to get her other foot up there and shoved. You could hear the screech from Lisa as her hair gave way and Angie went flying back away from Lisa. Angie landed smacking her back against the bar with a groan. Both women lay gasping for air for a moment. Then Lisa got up and grabbed Angie by the hair pulling her up to a half bent over position. Angie grabbed hold of Lisa’s hands trying to relieve the pain and pressure. But, Lisa started pulling Angie’s hair back and forth as she backed up, forcing Angie to follow her or fall down. Lisa then managed to swing her hated rival into a table, then a chair causing Angie to almost fall down. She knew if she could get this bitch to fall down she could start kicking her in the face, chest and gut. But, Angie wouldn’t cooperate. So intent on her plan was Lisa that she didn’t know she was backing into a wall till it was too late. She smacked into the wall and then Angie accidentally, head butted her opponent, purely by accident. As Lisa fell to the floor, she let go of Angie’s hair. Feeling the release, Angie stood up and pushed the hair out of her eyes, seeing Lisa back against the wall sitting on the floor.
“Payback time bitch,” spat Angie as she brought her foot back and leveled a kick into Lisa’s belly. Lisa groaned in pain. Angie brought her foot back for another kick and as she started to connect again, Lisa brought her hands up and caught her foot.
“Now what are you going to do you c_nt?” Lisa. Then she shoved Angie’s foot back trying to knock her to the floor, but at the last second Angie righted herself.
Lisa got up and the two women started circling each other in the tattered remains of their clothes. They both swung at each other several times either missing or hitting the other in a very ineffectual way. Then Angie tackled Lisa back down to the floor and they started rolling again, this time in a “catcall, smacking, scratching, cursing and screaming, pulling hair, pinching and pulling at each other. Both women’s sweaters were now gone and their bras where sagging and doing a very bad job of holding in their gorgeous breasts. This lasted for what seemed like an eternity when they finally rolled apart. As they started to get up Angie managed to grab Lisa by the shoulders and knee her in the gut and chest causing Lisa to let out a gasp as per prize assets flattened against her rib cage. Angie made a fist with one hand while now holding the aching Lisa by her hair and brought a round house punch up and nailed her on the chin. It was like hitting an off button as Lisa collapsed like a rag doll on the floor.
Angie took a moment to catch her breath and mounted Lisa, one knee pinning each arm. She then grabbed Lisa by the hair and started beating her hated rival’s head on the floor repeatedly. When it was clear, Lisa was no longer putting up a struggle; Pete jumped in (with the help of two other strong men) and managed to separate Lisa’s hair from Angie’s clutching hands.
A couple of the women checked on Lisa. She started coming around, “what happened?” Lisa groggily croaked out.
One of the women answered her, “Sweetie you lost, but it was one hell of a fight.”
Where’s Pete, Lisa questioned? Another of the women answered her, “To the winner belongs the spoils, “and pointed at Pete looking over and helping Angie to a stool.
Lisa started crying.
After Pete was assured Angie was alright, she leaned into him and almost whispered into his ear, “Alright, I fought for you and won fair and square and you’re going to take me back to your place and fuck me like a champion all night long. Now let’s, go.
Pete was a little taken aback by this, but he knew a good think when he saw it and they left.
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The next day he served Angie breakfast in bed. As she sat there feeling her pains from the night before and Pete’s gentle caresses she decided this was a good thing. She would spend the weekend with Pete and come Monday, her husband and the slut he was sleeping with had better watch out. Angie was on the prowl.
