Hot Gladys won her round, in Christmas catfight gold. Beating some very impressive competition. So here is her special promised story/ gift. From me, for being one of the winners. AGAIN Gladys got to see it first. Enjoyed it, and wished to share it.
So here it is .. Gladys helping with the photo add .. hot, blonde, and smart!!
Hot Gladys VS Shannon Doherty Apartment Christmas gold catfight
I was going to get to spend Christmas day, with one very lovely lady.
The apartment, was in an older building. Yet in a classy high rent part of town. My hostess, the one and only, Hot Gladys.
I arrived, with a wrapped gift, bottle of wine, and hopes for some enjoyable holiday time together.
As I arrive, I hear a ladies voice being raised further down the hall. Yet it sounded like she was doing the yelling, and winning of the argument. So I did not pay much attention to it.
My attention was diverted fully, when Gladys opened the door smiling.
Gladys soft blonde hair was done up. Her face lovely, lips red and pouty. Gladys wearing a very summery, and partially see through white dress.
The dress tying behind her neck. Her shoulders, and back mostly bare. The front having an enticing plunge, that showed some pleasing curves, and cleavage.
The bottom of the dress, stopping about mid calf. So some of her shapely legs showing as well.
A satiny white sash, tied around her trim middle. With a matching pair of open toed, high heeled shoes.
Gladys smiling, as my eyes take her in. Standing gorgeous, like some pin up model, from years gone by. Having strutted her way out of the photo. To tease, and please all eyes watching.
As she does a playful twirl. Asking me if I liked her outfit.
I notice how some of the light plays through the thin material.
Gladys obviously, not wearing a bra. While not needing it. Her breasts firm, and proud.
As well as the fact. She probably was wearing some satiny, white panties, to match the rest of her ensemble.
As she pauses to stand facing me again. My eyes trying to pop from my head. My jaw slightly dropped.
Gladys giggles, having her answer. Giving me a kiss on my cheek. "For me?" She asks, taking the gift, and bottle.
"Well come in, don't just stand there sweetie." Gladys ads, turning to take the bottle to the kitchen.
While I stood admiring her place, and the way she walked.
Soft holiday music was playing. The kitchen, and dining area nice sized. Towards the side, it opened up into the main living room. Nice, and spacious. A Christmas tree lit up, and decorated.
I could see a few Marilyn Monroe ornaments hanging on the tree.
A nice sized flat screen tv on one wall. A sofa, with a low table before it. A few other comfy chairs.
Different festive decorations, around the apartment itself.
Along one wall, was a curtain. and draped sliding door, leading to the balcony. I could just imagine the view, of seeing Gladys maybe coming out onto it, in a swimsuit to lay out, for the day.
The lighting down low, to help show off the lit christmas tree.
Slightly past the room, a hallway, leading to the restroom, and Gladys spacious bedroom. Not having seen it. Yet having seen Gladys. I could just imagine a canopied bed. Maybe with soft white curtains, and satiny sheets and pillows.
Gladys gently places the gift, by her tree. slightly down, along the one wall. I happen to see a floor grate, for maybe a heating vent.
Then I am being hugged from behind. "Mmmmmmmmm thanks for spending the day with me." She says breathily.
Her perfume, and presence almost intoxicating, as her more than ample, firm chest. Presses into me from behind.
It was easy, letting all other cares be left behind. When getting to spend time, with this sensuous blonde beauty.
Then from outside the apartment. More yelling, and a door slamming closed. As we both turn to look towards the door. The sound of heels clacking harshly. As someone very displeased came down the hall. Followed by a hard rapping at Gladys door.
I did not know what was going on. Yet I made sure Gladys was behind me. As I go, and answer her door.
Soon standing before me, was a very lovely woman. In fact a dark haired beauty, I had seen many times on tv.
Shannon Doherty looked stunning. She is wearing a black dress. Thin straps over her shoulders.
A very low front, as most of the tops of her breasts, heaving in view. The straps of her black bra clearly in view.
The dress partially sheer, as it clings to the curves of her body. Almost like a negligee. A skirted part at the bottom, just covering her ass. Stopping well above her knees.
With an extra filmy, see through black piece, dropping slightly further down.
Shannon looked, very slinky, fit, and sexy.
She also looked very pissed, and slightly damp, from a drink being spilled on her or thrown at her.
"Are you okay sweetie?" Gladys asks innocently, from behind me.
Shannon ignores her. "Can I please use your phone?" "My date, has turned into a drunken asshole." Shannon continues.
"The phone is right..." Gladys begins, being kind, and friendly. Shannon halts her by raising her hand.
"Look mister, sorry for barging in on you and your hooker." "I just need to borrow a phone." Shannon throws in quickly.
"For your information, Gladys is my friend, and this is HER place." "So you may want to ask her kindly to use her phone." I reply, hoping she would get the picture.
Gladys was beautiful enough to be an escort. Yet she most definately was not, the woman Shannon was making her out to be.
"Oh great, now I get to deal, with the dumb blonde." Shannon begins, as she pushes past me to face Gladys.
"I know you can't help being a blonde bimbo." "So let me ask slowly, may .. I... Use the phone?" Shannon asks.
As I see the change begin to come over Gladys.
Gladys being one of the sweetest ladies I knew. Yet at times, more than one lady. Had made the mistake of thinking Gladys was dumb or they could push her around.
"EXCUSE ME!!" Gladys says more forceful now.
"First you can apologize to my guest, for being rude." "Second, you can use my phone." "As long as you stop acting like such a bitch!!" Gladys throws in.
Shannon's eyes flash, as she advances, as I close the door, since she was already in.
Myself stepping out of the way. Since I knew where this was heading. As well as, even as bubbly, and blonde as she may seem at times. Gladys could handle things herself. If they got rough, and catty, with another woman.
"Maybe I get bitchy, seeing blonde bimbo's like you." "Flaunting yourself at every guy I see." Shannon ads heatedly.
I shake my head, as I can not beleive she used the blonde bimbo routine with Gladys. Now the fight definately was going to happen.
"Storm be a sweetie, and close the door." "I think I am going to shove my foot, and some Christmas cheer." "Up this arrogant bitches ass!!" Gladys tells me, still smiling nicely.
"Oh please, close the door, this ditzy blonde, is just what I need." Shannon ads, as I close the door, and watch things unfold.
Gladys, and Shannon moving close together, eyes peering intently at each other. Chests almost bumping, as sexy bodies tense.
"Now apologize to my guest, and play nice." "Before Gladys has to show you, how naughty girls get treated here." Gladys says, honestly not expecting an apology at this point.
"Fa la la la.. fuck you blondie!!? Shannon replies. Then they lunge into each other.
Hands going for holds in hair, and clothing.
Shannon's dress, tearing down quickly. To leave her large, firm breasts, ready to spill out of her bra. As her legs, start getting tangled as the dress slides down around them.
Gladys begins trying to place an arm bar, around Shannon's neck, to try and control her.
Shannon struggling, finally ducking her chin, and biting Gladys's arm.
Gladys giving out a yelp of pain. Before shoving Shannon ahead, and away from her teeth.
"You dirty skank, that's not playing fair!!" Gladys protests.
"Hey sue me, thought this was a catfight slut!!" Shannon replies back. Just before Gladys surges ahead.
The two lovely ladies colliding. Shannon moving freer, as her skirt was now slid out of. Shannon fighting in only her bra, and panties now.
The two struggle, and spin. Finally crashing into the end of the sofa. They barrel over it, hitting it briefly. Before crashing to the floor, in a tangle of arms and legs.
It was fun hearing some of the comments by both ladies. It was almost a classic movie dual, between possibly good, and evil. Gladys wearing the white. While Shannon, wearing the black, and seeming willing to do anything it takes to win.
Shannon slams a fist into Glady's belly. Gladys gasping, as her air, is driven from her.
Shannon trying to follow it up, with a rake of her nails, to Gladys's eyes. Even as Shannon tries mounting Gladys.
The lovely blonde grimaces, in pain. Yet manages to stop the eye gouge, with a nicely thrown forearm. To the right side of Shannon's body.
Shannon crying out, as she bends at an angle, trying to ease the pain, of the blow. Even as Gladys bucks her off.
The two rolling close to the Christmas tree. As Gladys splashes her own body, down onto Shannon's.
The two trying to gain control of each other. Gladys trying to force Shannon's arms up over her head.
Even as Shannon's breasts pop free of her bra. Just as Glady's right tit, also springs free from her top, as they wrestle.
The firm breasts, soon rubbing, and grinding together. As Shannon writhes, while Gladys tries pinning her.
"Don't you dare, wreck any of my Marilyn ornaments!!" Gladys cries out in protest. As they struggle very near the tree.
"How about I wreck you instead tramp?" Shannon asks. Just as she manages to grab a handful, of Gladys's exposed right breast. Sinking her nails into it, and squeezing it hard.
Gladys cries out in pain, as her well formed breast is punished by the dark haired beauty. Shannon's bra now fully stripped, as she struggles dressed only in her panties.
Shannon's leg managing to kick, the wrapped gift from under the tree.
"Hey slut, that's Storm's gift to me!!" Gladys cries out in anger. As the package is knocked to the side.
Gladys ignoring her own pain. To begin hitting, and punching Shannon's exposed belly, and breasts.
Shannon now crying out, in pain, as Gladys begins bruising her. Gladys nails soon raking across both mounds of Shannon's breasts.
Shannon releasing her hold on Gladys's tit. To try and do something to get Gladys off her.
Shannon bucking her own body. Then twisting it slightly, as Gladys tries to maintain her position. As they shift. Shannon brings her knee up, into Gladys crotch. Gladys able to move enough, to block the intended target.
Yet she falls to the side. To have Shannon follow up, with a kick to Gladys's side.
Gladys gasping, and rolling, even as Shannon begins chasing after her. Looking to punish, and finish her. While Gladys was no longer on the offensive.
Gladys rolling, as her other beautiful, well formed breast now spills free. Shannon trying to hit, punch, and slap. Any area of Gladys's sexy body she can find.
Gladys was a sweetheart, most of the time. Yet she was also no stranger to pain, and aches from catfighting. Even better, Gladys usually was able to give, as good as she got.
Yet now she was trying to cover up slightly, as Shannon began trying to move in for the kill.
Shannon smirking, as her foot happened to connect with Gladys's gift again. sending it flying to the side.
Shannon sending a nasty back hand chop, across Gladys's heaving breasts.
Yet Gladys's eyes giving warning.
Even as she slaps Shannon hard across her face, stunning her. "I told you slut, that is Stormy's gift to me!!" Gladys hurls verbally at her. Even as she begins to unleash.
Shannon soon being rocked by punches, and slaps to her face, and bare breasts.
Gladys now getting fired up.
Shannon tries to raise up, to bring her knees down on Gladys's belly. Only to have Gladys raise her own knees, into Shannon's belly. A gasp of pain, and whooshing of air. As Gladys follows through, extending her long legs. Sending Shannon tumbling, over, and onto her back.
Gladys quickly pursues, and begins mounting Shannon. Using her own body, as she partially sits and kneels over her waist.
As Gladys begins raining punches, slaps, backhands and hits. Over Shannon's face, bare breasts, toned belly, and even her thighs.
As Shannon tries returning a few blows. Before finally just trying to buck or arch her way free. While trying her best to cover up.
Yet Gladys was not letting up this time. She was in control, and going to finish this catfight!!
"Enough.... stop, I'm sorry.. no more!!" Shannon begins to beg, and plead. As her body was aching, and hurting so much. Her strength leaving her, even as her anger had.
Gladys gives another half hearted slap to Shannon's bruising breasts. Then she pauses, her own temper slowly cooling down.
As she sits, partially up, and over Shannon.
The floor vent kicks in, as a blast of warmer air. Lifts Glady's skirted bottom of her dress up, showing off her nice satiny white panties.
Gladys mouth forming an oh, as her hand rises to it. As she blushes slightly.
Here she was, beautiful breasts bared. Yet like a take on a classic pose, as her skirt was lifted. Showing her panties, she blushes, and shows her softer nature.
I move over to help her up, as she grasps the top of her dress to her. Helping to keep it from falling down. Gladys soon working it back up, and retying it behind her neck.
Shannon laying, partially curled, wet tears in her eyes.
She was definately having one of the worst Christmas's ever. Her date, turning into a drunken asshole.
Then getting in Gladys's lovely face. Only to have the sexy blonde, beat her, in a catfight.
Her clothing torn, and laying around her. Dressed in only her black panties. Shannon, was looking in need of some holiday kindness, and cheer.
It was not my place to offer much of anything. Yet I did, go to her, and help Shannon up.
Gladys quickly beside her, and handing her a tissue.
"Hey, how about you forget the phone, and spend some of the day with us." Gladys offers. She had won the catfight. She had every right, to throw Shannon out, in the cold so to speak.
Yet it was Christmas, and Gladys had a very large, and warm heart.
"Stormy you mind if she stays?" Gladys asks.
I agree, it will be all right with me. "Yayyy, c'mon let's get you cleaned up sweetie." Gladys says, back to her holiday mood, and self.
"I hope I didn't damage your gift." Shannon softly says, now feeling bad for her actions. Just so much had seemed to be going wrong for her this day.
"Hey sorry we don't have a gift for you." "Yet we have got lot's of food, and drinks to share." Gladys offers, as they head out to freshen up, and tend to their aches and sore spots. Myself very willing to give a few gentle massages later.
Gladys loving my addition to her Marilyn Monroe Christmas ornaments. I would have gotten her more. Yet she made me promise not to spend a lot on her, before having me come over.
We both gave Shannon a gift. As she proved, she was only human after all. At times she could be bitchy. Yet the rest of the day. She was happy, just to be treated nicely, and enjoying our company, for the holiday. Something rarely shown her, was the milk of human kindness.
My main gift from Gladys. Just getting to enjoy her company, while wondering. If I could ever get a photo. With her posed kneeling, by the floor vent, the same way again.
That photo, as well as Gladys herself. Would prove worth the effort. As she was the winner of the catfight. As well as a classic beauty, and lady in every way.
It always helped, that Gladys was full of Christmas spirit, as well as being very hot!!
The end
