Very nice and lively discussion/feedback/ideas on my previous thread of "RIVALRY."
Now to add a bit more fun possibly...
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Wouldn't it be fun to magically "Pop up" in one of those exciting"Catfight Rivalry" Situations?
For a bit of spicy fun where, how would you like to pop up? What might you see? Do? Participate...??
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Here's some of "my" pop up magic (if you will).....
1)
"Uhhhh....Ohhhhh...Umpffhhhh..."
The whimpering sexy gasps and grunts sound kind of familiar...a bit like someone I know....As I open the door to my house I see my lovely wife-half dressed (or well-er, uhhh, half stripped) courtesy of our lovely college age babysitter.....seems my heated discussions about paying her more were coming to a "head?"
"So....uhhh...sooooo glad you're home early....-hey stop that....you little...Ouch...not my bra-please..."
(Now a "popup" dilemna.....WHO should I cheer for? Or help out???
2) "I'm taking you down-easy!"
Whack. Smack. Thump.
Perky, gorgeous, and oh so well-qualified brunette charges and tackles
Wonderfully equipped, properly educated, and oh-soooo much potential, busty blonde bombshell...
Papers, (all my important papers), coffee cups, my own gold plated name plaque, special paper weight go flying as long lovely legs kick, flail, find their intended targets; angry fingers perfectly manicured, nails sharp dig into soft female flesh and gorgeous silky hair. I dart to the side and begin to
-think seriously, make split-second decisions as I try to determine (from a strictly business angle) which lovely beauty (I mean secretary) I should hire.....
(What an important impactful pop-up moment).....
Please note: The ripping of that silky blouse was incredibly precise, productive; moves like that could make things yield BIG dividends, profits, etc
3)
Whaaack..
"Uhhhhh."
Slap....Slap....plus two more times....
I frown, at least try to frown indignantly as my entire suit, shirt and half my tie is soaked with the expensive drink accidentally knocked out of my hands.
"Cheap airlines.....what a ripoff...." my seatmate said...."This though is a bit fun-entertainment wise."
The tall incredibly "stacked" (old term folks; google it if you don't know what that means) older redhead winked at me with her beautiful green eyes. She suddenly lurched up and foreward, grabbed for the dark hair of the battling flight attendant who had been knocked off balance, backwards toward us.
"Please do excuse me, but I can't resist," Red almost giggled. Her ample assets bulged out of her tight lowcut blouse; I looked down only for a moment. The angry blonde flight attendant took advantage of the moment her rival was held by her hair; she yanked the uniform jacket open, grabbed the front of the blouse and tore it apart.
"Now-go for the bra sweetie." Did I really just say that? No I couldn't have; I wouldn't have, or would I; I think I'll fly this airline more often.....Now......What ever should I do? Or Say?
What a "POP-UP" Moment......
