This is my first tale, I was talked into writing it after a conversation about a fictional poll match with another user. Since this is my first attempt at 'fictional writing' any feedback (negative or positive) would be appreciated. Feel free to either PM or leave it here.
Sarah was getting suspicious, her husband of nearly 25 years was spending more and more time at the office, he was less and less interested in her. The presents had dried up, the affection had stopped, sex was non existent. She wasn't getting any younger either, aged 53 and blessed with a once magnificent size 44H chest, her boobs where once the talk of her husbands office, but age was taking it's toll, things where going south. It wasn't all bad though, the office picnic was held every year at their garden and barn, she could still turn heads there, with a nice tight low cut top, plenty of cleavage and a pair of tight jeans? The girls would be jealous and the guys all eyes.
On the morning of the picnic, Sarah was sorting through some papers when she noticed her husbands credit card bill, she had not had any presents in a long time, no underwear, no jewellery, no perfume, but according to her husbands credit card statement he was still spending like wildfire, and at all her favourite stores. She was immediately suspicious and she planned to quiz her husband after the picnic. Guests would be arriving soon and she would have to fly into hostess mode.
The barn would serve as the bar, the barbecue would be outside on the grass and people would sit in groups where they liked, inside or out. Usually it was men outside, women inside. She was so busy being the good hostess she never noticed her husband talking with some woman she'd never seen before outside, that must be the new secretary she thought and went to introduce herself. Immediately she noticed something, her jewellery, was from her favourite store, the perfume? - her favourite too and then she noticed something else... Her giant firmer 44G chest. No wonder her husband hadn't been coming home, the secretary, who had been introduced as 'Diana' was at least 12 years younger with long straight brunette hair, beautiful dark eyes and full pouting lips, her husband and all the men where hanging around her, she had been the only woman outside too. Sarah was over come with jealousy and returned to the barn filled with anger to the barn. All through the day as she looked outside she could see that dark haired temptress outside with HER husband, hanging on his everyword, her massive chest heaving with every giggle. Anger seethed in Sarah, she didn't know Diana, but she hated her, and as the wine flowed that anger intensified.
Sarah made sure to keep her dignity and temper under control, she stayed away from Diana, but as the party wound down it was getting harder and harder to avoid seeing her as she stuck firmly to her husband. Eventually the guests all left and Sarah started to clean up, aside from Diana who was still present, and as Sarah's husband and Diana entered the barn Sarah approached Diana and told her “you can leave honey, I can clean up here myself”, only for her husband to butt in with, “it's ok, she wants to stay and help.” Sarah glared at her husband while Diana smiled and looked smug, she gave Sarah a knowing look. “I've some phone calls to make, I'll be back soon”. Continued her husband before leaving the barn and the two of them alone.
“You better just leave” Sarah said as soon as her husband was out of ear shot, “I can't help that you work with him and have him all distracted, but I don't want you doing it in MY home”. “Your home? I think your husband owns and pays for this, and he wants me to stay, I think I'll stay”. was the response from the brown eyed temptress. Sarah's anger flared; “You'll go or I'll drag you out, you wouldn't be the first big titted witch I've trailed out by the hair.” Diana took a step back, she could sense Sarah was angry, and she was a little taller, a little heavier and much angrier. Diana put her hands on her hips, tossed her hair and while safely out of range responded; “Fine, guess I'll see him on Monday, at our private meeting”.
Sarah saw red! Quickly for a woman of her size she closed the three step distance between her and Diana and throwing her arms up before Diana could even respond she grabbed two handfuls of thick black hair and pulled Diana backwards, Diana screamed and tottered on her heels falling backwards as Sarah dragged her across the barn, Diana reached up and grabbed Sarah's wrists for support and to stop herself falling backwards. It was only a few short steps to the barn door and once there Sarah threw her out the door and Diana went stumbling onto the dirt floor outside and rolled in the dust, her dress covered in dirt and dust a single shoe left on her left foot, the other lost somewhere in the barn. That short tussle took it out of Sarah, she was shaking with anger and her huge chest heaved as she breathed heavily and shook with rage. Diana got to her feet while Sarah glared at her, she dusted herself down straightened her hair and calmly said “Get me my other shoe, or I'm coming in there to get it, and I'll go through you, if I have too”. “Fuck off tramp” Sarah replied as she turned her back and went to close the door.
As Sarah turned to close the close the door Diana bent down, took off her other shoe and threw it, she didn't aim for Sarah, but rather aimed to throw it past her. The black heel went spinning past Sarah and disappeared into the barn and Sarah spun round. “ooops” muttered Diana, “looks like I better go get that”.
Almost running in her stockinged feet, Diana, huge boobs bouncing as she ran clattered into Sarah sending Sarah crashing to the floor, she almost feel over herself, but recovered and briskly walked on into the barn gathering up one shoe and turning to look for the other. Sarah recovered quickly, got to her feet and filled with rage, sunk two hands into Diana's long black hair and pulled her backwards, Diana screamed and stumbled backwards, her arms cartwheeling as the retrieved shoe dropped to the floor again. Sarah pulled and Diana fell to her ass, Sarah bent with her as she fell, still holding her hair as she tried to pull Diana backwards, Diana screamed more and started clawing and scratching at Sarah's arms, tyring to get Sarah to let go of her hair. Ignoring the burning pain and focusing only on getting out of this awful situation, Diana dug her nails into Sarah soft white arm and raked with all her strength, she felt her nails rip down Sarah's skin and heard Sarah scream “you dirty whore!” But she was free, her hair, a tangled mess dropped freely and the burning started to fade, quickly she scrambled away, putting a few feet between her and Sarah. Burning with anger Diana got to her feet and spun round, Sarah was bent over her left hand gripping her badly mauled right arm, she was hissing in pain. Diana realised that Sarah was between her and the door and she wanted out of here, to hell with the shoes. She threw herself at Sarah, but Sarah saw her coming and was ready for her, the two women collided and stumbled backwards, but they stayed on their feet, their huge chests smashed together, massive boobs mushroomed out as the women screamed and clawed at each other, each trying to grab the others hair. Legs tangled as they desperately tried to trip each other as they pushed and scrabbed back and forth, but Diana in her bare feet, despite being a few inches shorted was more stable and as she thrust her mighty chest forward and pushed at Sarah's shoulders she felt Sarah fall backwards, but Sarah is a heavy girl and she had a good grip on Diana and the two of them crashed to the floor screaming and groaning as they went.
On the floor the two ladies rolled over and back again, each trying to get on top of the other, there was no organised fighting here, it was just a chaos of grabbing and scratching, trying to get the other bitch onto her back, side by side on the dirt floor, legs wrapped around each others, each with a hand in each others hair they snarled at each other with pure anger and hatred as Sarah raised her arm and brought a series of mighty loud slaps down onto Diana's exposed bare arm, each slap left a huge red welt and Diana screamed in pain before she was able to get her other arm around Sarah's wrist to prevent any more of those painful slaps. The two women lay in the dirt, staring with hatred at each other with gritted teeth. Sarah had Diana by the hair with her right hand, her left was held in the air by Diana's trembling right. Diana's dress had ridden up, revealing her thighs and panties while Sarah's top has failed to keep her boobs covered up and her huge boobs had almost completely spilled out.
The two women where breathing heavily as they momentarily paused on the dirty dusty floor of the barn, both stared at each other, teeth gritted, hatred in their eyes. Diana gave a shove and with a curse she rolled Sarah onto her back, Sarah still had Diana's hair though and pulled her head down down towards the floor as Diana put her two arms out either side of Sarah trying to get some balance, Sarah threw her left arm around Diana's neck and pulled her neck her head down into the dirt while keeping a firm grip on her long black hair and as she did she shifted her weight to the left and both girls rolled to the left and Sarah's momentum carried her on top of Diana, during the scuffle she managed to get her legs either side of Diana, no easy task on such a thick lady. Sarah dropped Diana's hair and started trying to grab for Diana wrists trying to hold her down. Diana was not having it though, she kicked, bucked and squirmed under Sarah's weight, her skirt was up round her waist and Sarah's boobs where completely out but neither cared. Diana twisted and moved her arms like a snake, batting off every attempt Sarah made to grab her. Seeing an opening Diana reached up, grabbed a handful of blond curls and pulled Sarah down, as Sarah went down, she shifted forward and her boobs and belly crashed into Diana's face, Diana dropped Sarah's hair as she tried desperately to push Sarah off her. Under that mass of flesh Diana struggled to breath.
Not wanting to submit or give in, desperation took over for Diana, balling her fists up she started punching wildly into Sarah's exposed ribs and lower back, each punch hurt Sarah more but she knew if she rode the pain out Diana would eventually tire. Diana started kicking too, bringing a knee up, one at a time she kicked into Sarah's huge ass, each kick jolting Sara forward and giving a precious second of breath to Diana, she continued to punch wildly into Sarah's ribs and they where starting to hurt, but Sarah just needed to hold on. The Kicks started to slow, the punches became weaker and Sarah pushed herself harder down onto Diana, after a few seconds, or what to Sarah felt like hours Diana's arm fell to the side, she tapped the floor and made a muffled begging sound. Just to be sure, Sarah lifted herself up an inch and demanded through heavy breathes: “what's that bitch?” “Please, I give up, you win” replied Diana before Sarah dropped herself down onto Diana one last time just to make sure muffling out her protests.
Sarah still straddled Diana as she sat up, sweat ran down her body between her boobs. Both girls where breathing very heavily, huge gasps of air as they chests heaved, both where absolutely shattered. Both of them looked a mess, make up ruined by sweat and tears, covered in grass, dirt, dust, bits of hay. Sarah's top was ripped and ruined, Diana's dress a mess. Between gulps of air Sarah said; “you quit tomorrow, never show your ugly face again or you'll have to deal with me again.” Diana just lay there open mouthed, looking stunned and nodded.
