Wife Fights a Co-worker

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My wife worked at an advertising firm in the city, it was not a large firm only employing just over thirty people and a relatively moderate staff turnover. With the world just emerging from the grip of a financial crisis competition between firms was very competitive and in the workplace accounts were fiercely guarded. After all if things went back to recession and there were to be job cuts only the most successful would be kept on. There was a pretty even split of men and women who worked for the firm and the firm rewarded well when new accounts were brought in.
The owner a woman named Janet, a good looking woman in her mid sixties had run the firm since her husband died 12 years ago. She was also owner of a Glamping resort out in the lakes. Her husband Jim had financed both businesses from a relatively successful boxing career, there were rumours that he was part of a fight club where anything went, but there was no proof. Once a year Janet would follow a tradition set by Jim and arrange for all of the staff to have a long weekend at the site. A sort of office party you took your own food but the drink was free. These were themed events and we remained in theme for the whole weekend, a quirk of Jim?s. Themes could be anything, last years was Star War?s. These could be interesting events and it was not unusual for old scores to be settled when the booze started flowing.

Over the past few years there had always been some sort of bust up and punches would be thrown. On the first occasion Jim was hosting the party when two men started squaring up to each other. One had allegedly stolen an account from the other. Jim intervened and stopped them. He had asked them if they really wanted to sort it out man to man? Neither wanted to look weak and back down so they said yes. Jim not being adverse to violence asked the crowd if they wanted to watch a fight, the answer was a loud ?Yes?. He told them to go at it until one gave in, he would stop it if things went too far but there was to be no biting or eye gouging. He would give them both a week off to recover and the winner would get a ?250 bonus. He expected that after the fight they would act like sportsmen and treat each other with respect. He then started to take bets.

When the fight started Janet was so animated by the scene she was jumping up and down screaming instructions to the fighters. Moves the marquis of Queensbury had banned for good reason. The rest of the crowd followed her enthusiasm. The women were certainly the worst cheering loudly when a good punch landed and screaming when a blow, kick or knee landed in the crotch. When one of the fighters bleeding from his eyebrow and mouth was knocked to the ground, the other had started to stamp on him. Jim stopped the fight and the winner was declared. This wasn?t enough for Janet she demanded the loser was humiliated by having his pants removed and his package displayed around the crowd. Which the women happily complied with, some giving the poor man?s balls a deft squeeze when they got a chance.
That night my wife was super horny and the sex was great, the fight had certainly woken some primal desires in her. Over the following years there was always a fight between some of the male employee?s and the same format was followed. This year there was going to be a difference that would certainly get everyone?s juices flowing.

Most of the women who worked for the firm were quite young in their early twenties using the job as a stepping stone for bigger and better things. However my wife Nicola and another woman Michelle were both in their late forties. They were the office floor matriarchs and although the fire to reach the top had burned low, they still harboured the desire to be the go to person for the younger staff. The need to be the herd alpha female or matriarch of the herd was a strong subconscious drive in both of them.

They did seem to get on together but that was only surface deep. Nicola would sometimes come home at night reach for the wine bottle and complain bitterly about what that cow Michelle had done. Or how she had got one over on that skank. One of their constant clashes was over children. We had always wanted kids but ectopic pregnancies had put an end to that. Michelle had never wanted kids and got under Nicolas?s skin by telling her how she was better off without them taking up all your time. Apart from that, giving birth ruined your pussy and screwed up your sex life. But in front of everyone they presented a cordial relationship. Well that?s what it seemed to the men but the other women knew different and were waiting for the bubble to burst.

The bubble burst at this year?s party at glamping site, we were dressed in this year?s theme ?the 50?s rock and roll years?. It was Saturday during the morning we had been wandering the pathways and relaxing. Lunch was the usual boozy affair then some of the men and a few girls retired to the communal area to watch the football while the rest continued socialising and drinking. I was talking to Bill, Michelle?s partner as we were both about the same age with similar interests. Nicola and Michelle had stayed at the BBQ area drinking and chatting.
The first Bill and I knew there was a problem was when Janet came to find us. She told us to come with her which we did. When we arrived at the BBQ area some of the girls were holding Nicola and Michelle apart. They were trying to get at each other, although I think they could have broken free if they really tried. They were slagging each other off threatening to punch each other?s lights out. Janet looked at us and suggested we get them back to the cabins to cool off. We both grabbed our partners and started to walk away when Michelle challenged my wife. ?You think you could kick me in? why don?t you try it? It?s usually the men who have a scrap. So lets you and me go at it for a change?? Nicola not wanting to be seen as a coward agreed. I was shocked I don?t think she had ever had a fight before. A few of the other women gave knowing smiles to each other.
This decision calmed them down, maybe it had just dawned on them what they had agreed to. Nicola was wearing a white skirt with black polka dots and a white blouse with the tails knotted at the waist to show off her trim stomach. Michelle was wearing a Pink poodle skirt with a white low cot top open across her chest with sleeves just on the shoulder. Both women looked fantastic. Michelle shouted she was going to get changed. Janet stopped her ?no? she said ?fight as you are it will be sexier?. They were both fine looking women Nicola being the taller 5?6? to Michelle?s 5?3?. Michelle was slightly heavier around 145 lbs with at a guess 36dd bust and auburn shoulder length hair. Nicola was about 15 lbs lighter 36d and dark blond hair. Michelle looked a bit shocked, just get rid of the jewellery. Keep your shoes on if you want, neither was wearing heels that would injure an ankle, but both had on sturdy wedgie?s. Bill and I looked at each other neither of us wanted to see our partners get hurt. But one of the women warned us not to try and stop it, they had been waiting to see these two fight for some time.

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Everyone gathered round in a circle giving them plenty of space. One of the girls shouted ?let?s see the oldies catfight, doesn?t matter if they kick each other?s cunt?s in they won?t get much use anyway?. There was a general outbreak of laughter. The men were equally excited I think they were hoping to see clothes ripped off. Nicola took her ear rings out removed her necklace and rings and handed them to me. She saw the look of concern on my face and reassured me that she would hand the bitch her tits on a plate. I wasn?t so sure she would get off free from cuts and bruises. But secretly I was quite excited about the prospect of watching my lover fight another women who could most probably hold her own. Janet started taking bets as the two combatants prepared for battle.
People in the crowd were smiling with anticipation. Bill stood next to me saying he couldn?t believe this, he did have a fantasy of watching older women fight but never thought his wife would be doing the fighting. We did agree to stop the fight if it looked like one would be seriously hurt, but the winner would still get to strip the loser. I fancied seeing Michelle nude and I?m sure Bill was thinking the same about Nicola.
They started circling facing each other neither willing to make the first move. Nicola shouted too Michelle ?come on bitch scared to start it was you who challenged me?. They approached each other and stood breast to breast not touching at first but slowly moving together till their breasts started to flatten out. Michelle gave a push forward with her breasts making Nicola step back half a pace, then she came forward and barged Michelle hard with her boobs making her stagger back. It must have hurt both because they both gave a slight wince of pain. Michelle came back raised her hands up and gave my wife a violent shove at the shoulders, Nicola staggered back and just stopped herself falling. Michelle should have followed up but didn?t, I think she was waiting for Nicola to fall. Nicola yelled ?cow? and came forward as if to push Michelle but she didn?t, at the last moment she raised her hands and grabbed two handfuls of hair and started yanking Michelle to the right trying to pull her off balance. The crowd went wild cries of ?come on Nicola? and ?fight back Michelle? resounded through the camp. Michelle grabbed ineffectively at my wife?s wrists trying to prize her hands from her hair. Once my wife had Michelle staggering round in circles she dragged her across the area till they fell, Nicola quickly getting on top of Michelle. Still with her hands buried in Michelle?s hair. Michelle at last started to fight back, she released my wife?s wrists and started to punch up into the side of my wife?s head. Nicola let go with her right hand and started to punch down into Michelle?s face. She only got one punch to Michelle?s left cheek before Michelle turned her head to hide her face more punches. Michelle made a successful connection with one punch just above Nicola?s temple, Nicola meantime was punching to the side of Michelle?s head. They both changed targets at started punching to the chest and shoulders, then Michelle punched Nicola in the stomach winding her and forcing Nicola to roll of her and roll a few feet away. The crowd were going mad shouting advice.

They both came to their feet rubbing their knuckles and looking a bit worried. One of the men realised that they must be hurting their hands punching to the head shouted some advice. ?If punching her head hurts your hand punch her tits? again a round of laughter. A woman shouted ?don?t punch them grab them and rip them off?. There were other ribald shouts about what the spectators wanted all giving the fighters food for thought.
Having recovered their breath they came together in a rush each grabbing hair with one hand and the other arm swinging with their fist clenched using the side of their hand like a club. This did not have the effect of a punch but their hands were not getting hurt. They were bent over swinging and pulling hair for all they were worth. Trying to pull each other of balance. They started kicking each other in the shins. Their kicks with shoes were causing damage forcing them to pull their legs back and bend over more at the waist to keep out of range. They span round like this for a minute or two, tiring each other out. It was now that Nicola upped the ante by standing upright pulling Michelle up with her and swinging her leg right between Michelle?s parted thighs. Michelle?s skirt lifted on Nicolas shin giving Michelle?s crotch no protection from the instep of Nicola?s foot. The crowd especially the women gave a great cheer. Michelle let out a yell of pain and her assault on my wife weakened enough for Nicola to push her away and step back and separate. They both put distance between each other and caught their breath. Michelle rubbed her aching head with one hand and pressed to other between her thighs. Nicola was rubbing her head with her hands removing some loose hair strands. Michelle had anger written all over her face and snarled you will pay for that. ?I?m going to smash your fanny to pieces?. Nicola sneered and told her ?I think you?re the one with the broke fanny?.

Again they rushed each other but they were tiring and there was not as much wild swinging. They grabbed each other?s hair pulling their opponent?s head back and staggered round in circles. Nicola was being pushed back when she tripped over a tree root and fell her hands let go of Michelle?s hair as she fell back. In a desperate attempt to stay upright she grabbed at the neckline of Michelle?s top. It didn?t stop the fall. Instead she pulled Michelle?s top and bra down off her shoulders, snapping the shoulder straps and leaving Michelle with her top and bra round her waist with her arms trapped in her sleeves. Nicola landed on her back while Michelle quickly shrugged out of her sleeves and jumped down to sit on my wife?s stomach. Michelle was bare to the waist, her tits were neither firm nor saggy but hung down heavily, tipped with large light pink nipples which looked to be rock hard. This exposure infuriated her and she started clubbing at my wife below her, Nicola covered her head with her arms under the onslaught. So Michelle changed target and started to punch my wife?s tits. Nicola screamed out in pain the crowd yelled out in glee.
Nicolas legs were spread apart and bent with her feet flat on the ground for purchase trying to buck Michelle off, her skirt had ridden up giving everyone a clear view of her white panty covered crotch. It was so sexy I started to get a hard on. Realizing she was taking a beating Nicola reached up and latched two claw like hands onto Michelle?s tits and squeezed and pulled, Michelle stopped her attack and grabbed my wife?s wrists to try and force her to let go. They struggled for a minute my wife thrashing her legs about showing of her knickers. At last Nicola rolled Michelle off her and onto her back. Positions were reversed, now it was Michelle below and Nicola punching her tits. Michelle?s legs were open and bent up showing her pink lacy panties which were thin enough to see a dark triangle of hair. Michelle ignored the pain in her chest and latched her hands behind my wife?s neck and pulled herself up. Nicola was wrapped in her arms and could not do anything but punch her in her side. Michelle reached down with one hand and caught the tail of Nicolas blouse, pulling up. The blouse caught around my wife?s waist Michelle got her other hand to it and with one quick tug pulled blouse and bra over Nicolas head. Nicolas was defenseless her arms were trapped in her sleeves, she leapt up and away. Both now took time to regain their breath.

Nicola shook free of her blouse and bra. Her tits were slightly smaller than Michelle?s but just as firm with slightly darker nipples again sticking out and fully erect. The crowd was going wild. From the women shouts of ?rip her tits off?, ?strip her? and ?kick her cunt in? filled the air, the men were exited but were trying to hide their growing erections. Bill looked at me and said ?fuck I have a hard on you wouldn?t believe?. I thought I would burst out of my trousers any minute.

They were both tired, their exertions had slowed them down so much that when they came together it was like they went into a clinch. They staggered round one hand in each other?s hair the other used as a club. Round and round they went, both started to weep more out of frustration at not being able to finish the other. Breast were swinging, knees were forced into each other?s crotches without much power. Tits were punched and squeezed, Michelle slipped but grabbed Nicolas tits to arrest her fall. Nicola yelled as her already bruised and battered tits suffered more abuse. They fell to the ground rolling over skirts riding up to display their knickers. Legs wrapping round each other as they fought to get the upper hand. They separated for a few seconds stood up gasping for air then they came back together Nicola landed a straight right punch to Michelle?s bruised left tit, Michelle yelled and stepped back clasping her injured boob.

The grabbed each other?s hair, the crowd were yelling for one of them to finish it. Nicola was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, blood was seeping from Michelle?s nose. I was getting ready to stop it when Nicola swung Michelle round by her hair and slammed back against a tree and held her there. She grabbed her hair in her left hand and started clubbing her with her right. Both had their legs spread wide for stability, Nicola stepped back and swung a blow with all the strength she could muster at Michelle. Michelle moved forward with her hands on Nicolas shoulders. I saw Michelle?s foot and shin appear below Nicolas skirt between her legs. Michelle started to fall to her right as Nicola?s arm hit her left cheek. But at the same time Nicola screamed and stepped back bending at the waist, her hands shot down and she pressed her hands into her crotch. Michelle started to stand up lowering her right leg to the ground. Nicola took a further step back her face grimacing with pain and tears starting to flow more freely. Michelle leaned back against the tree drawing in lungful?s of air. Her knee had been rammed between my wife?s legs with all the strength she had left, it had caught my wife right on the clit she was done. The crowd cheered the women jumping up and down. Some had hands pressed into their own crotches, their mouths O shaped as if in sympathy with a blow to the pussy.

Nicola was almost doubled over holding her womanhood. She saw Michelle bring her right hand back and start swinging it towards her head. Before it hit her she straightened up to move her head out of the way but this had put her tits exactly where her head was. Michelle?s punch caught her on the side of her left breast sending it flying sideways into her right one with a dull meaty thump. She closed her eyes and screamed in pain, wrapped her right arm across her breasts and forced left between her legs as she crumpled to the ground. Michelle straddled her and pinned her to the ground she raised her hand to start pounding Nicola. I started to move to stop the fight but Michelle dropped her arm to her side, she knew she had beaten my wife, so I stopped. The crowd were cheering Michelle to strip her.

Michelle stood up and pulled my wife up by the hair and pushed against the tree. She undid the belt of my wife?s skirt and pulled down the zip letting it fall to the ground. She then grabbed the waistband of her knickers up pulled them down. My wife was naked for all to see. She grabbed her arm and forced it up her back with one hand and with the other grabbed the hair at the back of my wife?s head and marched her round the crowd. Inviting anybody who wanted to have a feel. She took her back to the middle of the circle and forced her legs apart and pulled out some pubes as a souvenir. She then threw her to the ground. Looking at the men in the crowd she noticed the bulge in all of their pants and shouted to the girls, ?looks like we have some stress to relive ladies. Everyone except Nicola should enjoy it?. With that she turned round and stamped the heel of her shoe straight in my wife?s cunt and walked away tears streaked her smiling face. Nicola curled up into the fetal position pressing her hands between her legs and crying.
I went over and picked Nicola up and took her back to our Chalet, she was crying quietly apologizing for losing. I told her not to worry it had been a close thing and if her punch had landed first she would have won. I rubbed cream into her bruises and washed her cuts, as I worked on her most intimate parts she started moaning I thought with pain so I stopped. She grabbed my hand and got me to rub gently till she came. Later she told me she was so turned on during the fight it was all she could do to keep fighting. Then as her pussy was so sore she gave me one of the best blow jobs I have ever had.

The following day when we met the others they were all kind and hoped she was OK. Although again I noticed some of the other women smiled and sniggered. They were still talking of the fight and how turned on they were not just the men. We met Michelle on the way to the pool she was wearing dark glasses and was covered in bruises. At first it was awkward but Bill asked if she was OK as I did for Michelle. Turns out Michelle was not much better than Nicola in fact she couldn?t put a bra on her tits were to sore. Michelle then turned to Nicola and apologized for being so stupid in suggesting they fight, she should have known they would be forced into it, Nicola apologist for being a cow at times then they hugged and broke down in tears. During conversation with others it came to light that before the fight some of the other girls had wound them up deliberately trying to force a confrontation. So that when they met Nicola and Michelle had a few angry words and they were easily maneuvered to fight. They had been set up. Later Bill and I overheard them trying to plot a way to get a couple of the other girls they didn?t like to fight. Things could get lively.

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That was a lot of fun to read. Thanks for posting.