Original Thread was Wife Fights a Co-worker.

Part 2
Michelle and Nicola returned to work two weeks after everyone else. Their cuts had healed. They still carried a few bruises that faded to a light yellow and could be concealed with makeup. So there was no real visual evidence that they had been in a vicious catfight with each other. They were also determined to find out who had been the instigators behind the plan to get them fighting.
The fight had certainly cleared the air between them and they were getting on great. There was the added bonus the fight had been a great turn on for them and that watching them fight had been the same for Bill and me, both our sex lives had been radically improved. Others in the office could see the transformation and a few were pissed off. They had hoped for one of them to leave and open a post for advancement. These were the ones that Michelle and Nicola kept an eye on they were sure one of them would let something slip.
When the slip came it was about three months later and not from where they expected, it was a shock to them both.
One of the male members of the team Dave returned from a business lunch with a new client, they had struck and signed a deal. The lunch had involved a few bottles of wine and Dave came back a little worse for the wear. He was making a strong cup of coffee in the kitchen when Michelle came in. They started talking and the subject got round to the staff weekend. In the way of all drunks trying to be subtle he failed miserably. He was glad Michelle had beat Nicola, she had it coming. Strictly between him and her, his wife Sharon was not really upset they had come to blows. She had loved the fight and had wanted to see them fight for ages. She had in fact been discussing the chances of two women fighting at the staff weekend with one of their work colleagues Donna. Wasn?t that a coincidence?
Michelle of course went straight to Nicola while Dave tried to sober up. It all made sense. Sharon was forty six and had been made redundant from the firm three years earlier. She had thought either Michelle or Nicola would have been let go as they were older. But Sharon had a bad attitude and would cause friction when she could so Janet took the opportunity to get rid of her.
Sharon had met Dave when they worked together in the firm. She was a single thirty nine year old and he was twenty four years old when she decided she wanted him and had gone all out to get him. She had remorselessly destroyed the relationship he was in with a girl he had met at collage. Sharon was really quite insecure, fast approaching forty and no matter how much she went to keep fit gravity was taking its toll on her 36dd boobs and nicely firm round bum. She felt the need to find a husband before the makeup could no longer hide the wrinkles and she had always went for younger men. They had got married within a year of meeting and from all the evidence it was not a happy marriage. They had no children and Sharon had not been able to find new work. Dave was having to work at the office all day and most nights he was freelancing as a financial advisor, just to keep her in the life style she liked.
They both went to the kitchen and got the story out of him. It turned out Sharon blamed them for her losing her job, so she had got Donna to start creating friction and divide the team loyalties. Sharon had told her how to do it and she went to it with enthusiasm, Donna had worked out if one of them left there was an opening for her. (Make a space for Sharon?s return no chance, she was in it for herself). Once the team was divided in loyalty. Donna had whispered to the separated factions that it would be great if they could get the two of them to fight it out. No one knew Sharon was the instigator. The rest is history.
Dave of course pleaded with Michelle and Nicola that he knew nothing till later and not to tell Sharon he had spilled the beans or his life would be a misery. They agreed but told him the life of misery Sharon could give him would be nothing compared to what they would do if she found out they knew.
Michelle and Bill came round to our house one night. Bill and I were sent to the pub so they could plan, apparently it was best if we didn?t know. We found out later that they intended to use Sharon?s insecurity against her. Far from showing her age she was in fact a good looking woman with dark dyed hair, not beautiful but handsome with a nicely rounded figure around 145 lbs and 5?7? tall. Dave was to be the unsuspecting dupe mainly as he wouldn?t have a clue what was going on. Donna would be the other woman although she wouldn?t have a clue till it was all too late. Donna had just turned twenty six and the staff had had a bit of a party to celebrate. She is 5?5? a cuddly 125 lbs, boobs at a guess 36c. A good looking bottle blond who used the gym a lot, partly to keep herself fit and partly to control her shape. Her work out regime was boxercise, no sparring just the fitness part. Now all they had to do was plan the confrontation.
Nicola and Michelle started to put their plan in motion, when possible they paired Donna and Dave to work together. They put them to work with clients who out of necessity had meetings in the evening, so Dave would return home late. They even managed to send them away together to a seminar outside Leeds. Changing the hotel booking from two singles to a twin room standard practice for the company when the sent two members of the same sex. Simple mistake, of course no other rooms were available in the area so they had to make do. Things were going along nicely when one of the team Jack announced he would be leaving and emigrating to Australia. There would be a leaving party time to bring the charade to a hopefully violent conclusion.
The leaving party was set for a Friday six weeks later, it would also coincide with a party to celebrate moving to new premises in a business park. A few of us who knew Jack were invited to attend so Bill and I were there. The new premises were cheaper, easier accessible and closer to where the team lived. They were also larger with open plan offices two of which were not furnished, it was hoped the firm would expand into them but they made a great space for a party. Nicola and Michelle got a couple of pay as you go sim cards, and used them to send anonymous messages from a concerned friend to Sharon. No need to guess what they were doing, just filling Sharon?s head about a possible affair between Dave and Donna. On the day of the party they let her know about the room sharing. They had even got a picture of Dave giving Donna a peck on the cheek, the kiss was innocent just Dave giving Donna a kiss on her birthday. This they sent to Sharon about an hour after the party started.
Things could not have looked better when Sharon slammed through the door having come straight from her yoga, still wearing some very tight yoga pants, low cut tee shirt that came below her hips and slip on ballet style pumps. Dave and Donna were together in the corner of the room. Sharon screamed ?you fucking cow? and shouldered her way through to crowd spilling drinks and barging people out of the way. Dave gave a good impression of a goldfish except he turned white, Donna turned to look at her, eyes blazing from the insult and implied accusation. Sharon didn?t give them time to deny anything, she slapped Dave in the face with her left hand then sent a roundhouse right slap to Donna?s cheek, it almost knocked the girl off her feet. Donna threw down her drink and went into the attack grabbing two handfuls of Sharon?s hair, Sharon retaliated likewise. It took a few seconds for those nearest them to grab them and pull them apart, even then they were spitting insults and trying to kill each other.
Finally separated Janet asked what was going on? Sharon screamed ?that whore is fucking my man?. Donna of course denied it. Dave went to open his mouth but was told to shut up by both of them as he had ?done enough already?. Asked if they wanted to talk about it? A firm no came from both of them, Donna wanted to rip the old bags face off for slapping her, Sharon wanted to kick her cunt in so she couldn?t fuck another man again. Janet just said looks like we got a floor show and told them to take off their jewellery and advised Donna to take off her high heels. Dave stood there mouth opening and closing, Michelle and Nicola gave each other a sly wink. This should be good age against youth, a weight advantage on one side and a bit of boxing savvy on the other and if stories could be believed neither was a virgin when it came to a catfight.
Once they had removed rings ear rings and other jewellery a circle of spectators formed with plenty of room for the fight. Sharon was dressed from her yoga with her long dark hair in a ponytail, she kept on her pumps. Donna was dressed in a knee length skirt and white button up top that you could see her white bra through. She had removed her heels, jacket and tights, she had rapidly tied her long straight bond hair into a tight bun. The came into the circle and faced each other hurling insults. I must admit I was looking forward to this, it was not my wife fighting and I wanted to see a drag it out dirty anything goes catfight.
As they entered the circle of people there was no stare down or sizing each other up they charged each other. Hands grasped hair ripping the bun and pony tail free, heads were shaken, and they tried to throw each other to the floor by spinning each other round by the hair. It was a wild start. Donna released one hand from Sharon?s hair and started punching and clubbing her with it, Sharon did the same. Sharon?s weight advantage was beginning to tell as she started backing Donna into the wall. All of the time they were raining pretty ineffective blows on each other?s heads and shoulders. Occasionally a blow would land in one of their faces or on a breast and a squeal of outrage and pain would be heard. Sharon finally managed to push Donna?s back to the wall. Donna pressed against the wall legs spread apart for stability. Her tight skirt had ridden up revealing a see through lacy white thong with a dark strip of neatly shaped pubic hair clearly visible. Nicola screamed for Sharon to ?knee her in the pussy?, I was a bit shocked and looked at my wife only to see her nipples hard and visible through her light top. A quick check of the crowd and other women were the same while the men had bulges growing in their trousers, not that I was any different. So I moved behind my wife and held her round the waist. She felt my hard on and wiggled her hips as she pushed back into me.
Donna realised her predicament and just a Sharon went to grab her hair with both hands to set her up for a knee. Donna dropped down and fired a rapid left right into Sharon?s stomach both fist landed hard just below her breast bone. The wind few out of Sharon, she let go and hurriedly stepped back out of range gasping for breath. Donna straightened up her hair had come loose from the bun and hung down, but I could see from the look on her face the seeds of doubt about winning this were evident. Sharon although doubled over was showing the same look but it was too late to give up now.
Donna rushed forward punching, slapping and clubbing with both hands. Sharon was taking blows to her back and head. Donna was remorseless pushing Sharon back her arms were flailing like the blades of a wind turbine caught in a Tornado. Donna did not want to let Sharon use her weight against her again. Sharon stopped backing away, charged forward grabbing Donna round the waist with both arms and smashed her back against the wall. Before Donna hit the wall she put Sharon in a reverse headlock with her left arm. The top of Sharon?s head was the first point of contact with the wall. While Sharon was dazed Donna took the advantage to put right hand punches into Sharon?s kidneys. Sharon was in trouble her head was trapped and pressed against the wall her kidneys were taking a pounding. She tried to bite Donna?s hip but couldn?t reach, she pressed her hands against Donna?s thigh and the wall to try and break the headlock. But Donna was braced against the wall legs wide apart there was no way to free her head. The wall was the only thing stopping them from falling.
Sharon?s left hand felt the skin of Donna?s inner left thigh, she moved her hand up till it brushed against the crotch of her thong. She slipped her fingers through the leg holes of the thong and grabbed the crotch material into a rope and pulled sharply up waggling the material from side to side until it slipped into Donna?s pussy. Donna released the headlock and went to prise Sharon?s hand free but Sharon immediately grabbed the material with both hands lifting a screaming Donna onto her tip toes. From where I was standing I could see the material had bitten deep. Sharon was not letting go she jerked up lifting Donna clear of the floor then dropped her and repeated the move. She did it three times and tears started to flow from Donna?s eyes on the fourth jerk the material broke. Whether doubling over from the pain or a deliberate move I will never know but on the way down Donna head butted Sharon on the left of her head stunning her. Donna leaned against the wall hands pressed into her crotch and pulling some material from her burned and aching pussy. Sharon stumbled back holding her head until she lost balance and fell onto her back.
Nursing their injuries gave them some respite to shake the cobwebs free and get their breath back. Both were wary of rushing back into hostilities but neither was going to back down, they were also planning their next move rather than acting on impulse. Donna made it look like she was trying not to let Sharon get close and use her superior weight. Sharon fell for it, she jumped in to close the gap and grabbed Donna round the waist to try and throw her to the ground. Donna moved forward grabbed the loose wide open neck of Sharon?s tee shirt she pulled it down over her shoulders along with her bra straps. She pulled it down as far as she could trapping Sharon?s arms and exposing her large breast. I couldn?t help noticing how erect and hard Sharon?s dark pink nipples were. While Sharon struggled to get her arms free Donna put some of her boxercise skill to use and repeatedly punched the older woman?s tits. Sharon yelled out in pain at every blow, Donna had found a weakness and fully intended to use it. Sharon?s only escape was to fall to the floor and start kicking out a Donna with her heels, while she struggled to get rid of her tee shirt and bra. One of the kicks landed just above Donna?s mound and Donna still in pain from the wedgie crossed her thighs to protect her injured parts and backed off. This gave Sharon the respite to throw off her shirt and bra.
As she came to her knees to stand up Donna charged back in, Sharon threw herself forward and grabbed her ankles. Donna fell forward over Sharon?s left shoulder hitting the hard wooden floor, Sharon was pushed onto her back. Both scrambled to get at each other. Sharon managed to get Donna flipped over onto her back and tried to climb on top, but neither was able to get decent balance. Instead the grabbed two handful?s of hair each and struggled to get into the dominant position. Their legs intertwined and they rolled backwards and forwards screeching threats and yelling in pain. Sharon?s naked breasts were swinging and mashing against Donna?s bra clad breasts, while Donna?s naked thatch and pussy flashed wide open as her legs open and closed in the melee. It was a very erotic sight as could be seen by the men?s bulges and the women?s sticking out nipples and expressions. When they had a chance the fighters punched, slapped, grabbed, bit and scratched at any part of their opponent that came in reach.
Donna?s blouse was ripped off revealing her lacy thin bra where her rosy erect nipples could clearly be seen. Sharon?s yoga pants were pulled up tight into her crotch clearly outlining her pussy. Both women had the marks of a tough fight, faces, breasts and any visible skin had scratches. Sharon?s nose bleed was not bad but visible, while Donna had a small cut on her eyebrow. The pace of the fight was less frantic both were now trying to gain the advantage to finish the fight, they were no longer trying to do as much damage as possible. They wanted to get the other in a position where they would give up.
Donna finally got Sharon in a schoolgirl pin, sat on Sharon?s stomach she had Sharon?s arms trapped along her sides. A look a glee came across Donna?s face as she grabbed both of Sharon?s tits and started to squeeze and pull at them. Occasionally breaking off to punch Sharon in the face then returning to mauling her tits. The crowd were going wild the women especially. Sharon bucked and kicked trying to throw her tormentor off finally she got her right hand free and sent as hard a punch as she could muster into Donna?s cheek. She managed to buck at the same time throwing Donna off to her left.
Donna rolled onto her back just as Sharon pounced pinning her shoulders to the floor with her hands. Sharon was kneeling, her full weight on Donna?s shoulders and her right leg was between Donna?s open thighs, Donna was a bit dazed from the punch not fully aware of her problem. Sharon raised her right leg as high as she could and brought it down as hard as possible, her knee made direct contact with Donna?s wide open pussy. Donna?s cry of pain was horrible, they women cheered and laughed. Nicole pushed back into my now raging hard on and wiggled her bum. Sharon raised her leg again to repeat the blow. But somehow Donna saw it coming bucked her bum of the ground and twisted to her left, Sharon lost balance and started to roll to her right. Her knee hit the hard wooden floor with all the force she could have put behind it. She screamed with pain and rolled away from Donna holding her knee, tears streaming down her face.
Both were momentarily nursing inured parts, Donna was kneeling head touching the floor, hands pressed into her crotch sobbing. Sharon was on her back with her knee held up to her chest sobbing. Slowly they both stood and moved towards each other both desperate to finish the fight. The crowd yelled on their favourite to do almost impossible things to the other. Donna grabbed Sharon by her ears and Sharon grabbed Donna?s tits and squeezed, Donna brought her knee up into Sharon?s pussy. Sharon buckled over and Donna helped her on her way by throwing her by her ears onto her back. As Sharon rolled onto her back Donna stamped down with her heel into Sharon?s stomach twice, Sharon tried to roll into the foetal position. But Donna leapt on top of her straddling her side right at kidney level. She immediately grabbed two handfuls of hair and hauled her head up. Falling backwards and pulling Sharon between her legs then she wrapped her legs round her and locked them at the ankles. She started to squeeze as hard as she could.
Sharon stopped struggling and grabbed at Donna?s knees scratching and trying to force them apart. The two stamps to the stomach had winded her and now she couldn?t get her breath back because of the scissors, panic was starting to set in. Donna took the chance to let go with one of her hands and started clubbing and punching the sobbing older women in the face and tits. Sharon howled in pain with every blow to her abused tits. The women in the crowd were ecstatic yelling for Donna to batter them to a pulp. Donna realised she was now in complete control and stopped the punching. She reached back with her free hand keeping Sharon?s pony tail wrapped around the other, pulling her head backwards. She ran her hand lightly almost provocatively over Sharon?s stomach and under the waistband of her yoga pants.
Her hand moved directly over Sharon?s pussy and we could see Donna manipulating her fingers through the material of her pants. Sharon let out a yell and started pleading ?please don?t, I?m sorry you win just please don?t?. It fell on deaf ears, what Donna did I don?t know, but her hand clenched into what looked like a fist and Sharon started to scream. She was screaming for Donna to stop but all Donna did was shake her hand pulling and twisting at Sharon?s pussy. Sharon was in tears and it looked like the fight was about to be broken up when Donna stopped and asked Sharon ?who was the better woman?? Sharon screamed back ?you! Please don?t hurt me anymore?. Donna then started to pull her hand back out of Sharon?s pants but with it she brought the front of her knickers bunched into a rope in her fist. She then pulled with both hands, Sharon?s hair wrapped in one hand and her knickers wrapped in the other. Sharon screamed in pain before giving up completely and dissolving into floods of tears.
Donna stood up and kicked the supine older woman before walking over to Dave and rubbing the bulge in his pants. She looked up at Dave and told him ?if we are going to be accused then let?s give the accusation some truth?. She then led him away. Sharon was coming to groaning and trying to push herself up. Michelle and Nicola went to help her stand and whispered something in her ear, Sharon looked up in shock. Some other women then helped her away. Nicola came back whispered for us to go, we never made it out of the building before we had sex.