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The dance went on and at some point, Jodi noticed Chris talking to Renee and then she noticed that the bitch was FLIRTING with him. He was too stupid to notice but she certainly glanced over at Jodi enough times to be sure that Jodi was noticing...
Jodi didn't take the bait, she waited for Chris to walk back over to her as she was helping a young middle school girl fix a strap on her dress.
"What's up?" he said, truly ignorant of his faux pas.
She snickered at him, "Did you drool on yourself looking at those tits?"
"What?" he said... "What are you talking about?"
"Oh please Chris, she has her tits on display for everyone, and if she could have pushed them into your face, she would have...she was flirting with you, didn't you realize?'
Chris shrugged and said, "I didn't. Besides, John and I are friends, I would never."
Second mistake of the night. "Wait, you wouldn't fuck her because you and JOHN are FRIENDS? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?" the husband immediately realized his mistake. He fumbled through his explanation of no that was not the reason he wouldn't fuck her, but and but, and but, and nonetheless, like many stupid men, he marched forward headlong into strike three of the night.
"Do you not like her?" he asked, "she seems nice..."
"Chris, she's a dumb twit, and she's obnoxious. No I don't like her. Why?"
Chris smiled, "No reason."
"Seriously, Chris, why?"
"No reason, he insisted."
"Chris, you've never asked me about anyone like that before. "
"Well you just seemed, well...interested in her... and I didn't know why."
"Interested how?"
"Interested."
"Because I said her tits were hanging out?"
"Well, you did notice her physical appearance Jodi.."
"Because she looks like a slut, Chris, and she is a mom of three kids!"
"So are you!"
"So am I what? Dressed like a slut?"
"NOOOO! " Chris was in a dangerous world. "No, you are a mom of three kids!"
"So wait, do I not look as good as Renee?" "
Chris was spiraling. "You definitely look as good--" He caught himself, "--way better than Renee."
"Do you think she's hot?" Jodi's question was loaded.
"No."
"So you don't think she's attractive?" Jodi asked raising her eyebrows and crossing her arms across her chest.
"Well, I think she doesn't compare to you." Chris said, making an effort at recovery.
"Well, she wants to fuck you Chris, so stay the fuck away from her, because if I see her flirting with you again, I might have to fuck her up..."
And then came strike 3..."Do you think you could take her?" Chris asked...
"What the fuck Chris, you don't think I can?"
"I didn't say that, she's just pretty big and athletic, and I don't know... did you ever have a fight?" no red-blooded man could ever resist this conversation with his wife. And Chris and Jodi had discussed it before.
"Chris, you know that I have been in four fights in my life. We have talked about this."
"But you lost." Chris said, sheepishly, trying to avoid a sore subject.
"JESUS, CHRIS! I LOST ONCE! I LOST ONCE! I won the three other fights. And she was supposedly the toughest girl in her high school--so WHATEVER! I can hold my own, and besides, I bet that Renee is not much of a fighter at all.
Just outside the gym, Renee and John were watching as a group of boys suddenly went into the boys room. The mother's intuition fired off and Renee sent John in to eavesdrop and make sure nothing nefarious was going on. Several seconds later he came out laughing.
"What's up?" she asked.
"Nothing," he replied, "They're talking about how hot you are dressed and it seems like they had some sort of vote tonight and other than some english teacher, you and Jodi Conners were the two "MILFs".
"Who was #1, me or Jodi?" Renee asked.
"It was the English teacher."
"Yeah, you said, but she's like 20 something years old. Who between me and Jodi?"
"It sounds like it went back and forth a while, but you came out on top."
"Damn fucking right. I own that bitch."
"Yes, babe, you do. She is pretty hot though."
"FUCK YOU, John..." she chastised.
"What is that you two have with each other?" he asked.
"She's annoying. And a bitch. She's just full of herself and I find it annoying. One day, I may just have to pop her in the face. Put her in her place."
John laughed, "I hope to be there if that happens. Would be careful though, she looks pretty tough."
"Are you saying you think I can't take her?"
"In a real fight?" he asked.
"Yeah, in a real fight."
"I mean, it would be close. She's big and looks strong. Plus, i know she goes to the gym."
"So do I."
"I mean, yeah, and I know you've had a few fights, and that you've won, except for that one against, what was her name? Milly?"
"Yes, Milly. Thank you for reminding me of my one loss in fighting... I could take her."
The dance ended a little while later with no other excitiement. Jodi and Renee both went on with their evenings wondering if they ever got in a fight, what they would do to the other woman.
A week later, one of the neighborhood families had an "adult only" holiday party. Again, the two couples were there.
For this event, Jodi wore a very low cut red velvet dress. In her mind, she thought, she was going to show up Renee in whatever she wore.
It seemed Renee had other plans, as she came dressed like an elf, and left nothing to the imagination.
Renee was the talk of the party for a number of reasons. Jodi was especially talking trash, and eventually it got back to Renee.
Nothing happened at the party, though both women increased their dislike of one another, and both women went home and fucked their husband's brains out...
to be continued....