[Annette Walters]

   Its been several months since my encounter, well my catfight with that whore of a housewife Riley, and as everyone knows, the outcome was not the way I had hoped it would have gone, although I lost the catfight, I didnt lose Jack, seems after hearing about what happened, he wanted me more than ever now, and I was more than happy to oblige, our sexual encounters have gone completely over the top with each time being more passionate and aggressive than the last, and that has made me fall even deeper in love with him, and I want him all to myself!!

       To say that bitch Riley hasnt rubbed it in that she beat me is an understatement, and I do know and understand that everyone loses, but to lose in the fashion to that bitch has not sat well with me, and it never will! We both have stepped up our trash talking towards each other now that we both know exactly who we both are and that we both arent walking away!!

"Fucking bitch, you dont please him like I do, you pathetic housewife!!"

"Jealous fucking loser, if he truly wanted you and not me, he would have left me bitch!"

"Fucking cxnt, this isnt over between us!!"

"Anytime you want to face off again bitch just say the word!!"

     The word is now, I have been preoccupied with my Gala Art Event that is opening up, its will be a fancy event and the champagne will be flowing, and that evening afterwards is when I will get my revenge against that bitch Riley, so as I sit on my large bed, the bed that Jack and I have fucked on every inch of, Ive had his cum all over me, my bed and inside me on my bed, well her I sit now sending and E-Invite to that whore Riley

"Your are cordially invited to the opening of a new art exhibit at the studio of Annette Walters on December 12th at 7pm-10pm is dress attire, drinks and hors d'oeuvres will be served" new nipples get rock hard as I remember the first fight and the moment the fight turned in that bitches favor, I will get my revenge!!

"After my Art Gala in my studio, its you vs me BITCH, and this time Im going to paint a new picture with you!!"

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"This will be a no rules, anything goes just like our last meeting Riley, only this time bitch, Im going to make sure you taste defeat, and alot more BITCH!!"

[The Hunter]

Easy choice for me who wins.  They already know.  Go get her.

[TheFieryHousewife]

I sit in front of the vanity mirror; carefully applying my make-up in preparation for tonight. My robe loosely tied around my waist, my concentration total, as I apply lipstick, blush, and eyeliner like an amazon adorning war paint before battle. I feel goosepimples rise on my skin as I glimpse at the bed behind me in the mirror.

The very bed I fought my husband's mistress on...

I grin as I recall how I broke Annette after a lengthy struggle... 

Since then, Annette and I have given up all pretence of keeping our conflict secret from Jack. The depth of our rivalry too great to hide. The marks we left on each other's bodies too obvious to conceal. Each of us confessing what had happened. Confessing to our impromptu confrontation. The vile insults we slung in each others' faces. Those hissed insults escalating to raised voices. Our harsh glares giving way to physical struggle.

Two grown women pulling hair like bitchy teenagers in an impassioned catfight that saw both of us stripped naked, covered in sweat, and gasping for air by the time we were done. It took everything I had to subdue the redheaded bitch, but I just about managed it. I feel my nipples stiffen under my robe as the excitement and emotion of our struggle comes flooding back....

After Annette slinked out of my bedroom in defeat, I felt utterly drained by my energy-sapping catfight with her. By the time Jack came home, I was nude and sleeping soundly on top of  the duvet. My bare skin red and scratched where that crazed slut had attacked me.

Clearly puzzled as to what happened and why I was in bed so early, I sat up and confessed all.

How Annette and I struggled across the room, over and back, competing physically and sexually for his love. Our tawdry insults. The arousal that coursed through both of us as we competed for his cock. My words turning him on as his imagination filled in the blanks. Our rivalry making him hard. The thought of two women fighting for his affection clearly exciting him. He took me right there on the same bed Annette whimpered her surrender on, and despite myself, I let him.

Enjoying one of the most intense orgasms of our marriage in the process...

Steam billows from the bathroom as Jack emerges from the shower and my thoughts return to the here and now. Annette has invited both of us to an Art Exhibition tonight. Formal attire, champagne flutes, and veiled threats while in company being the order of the day. We both know where this will lead. An evening of forced civility in the presence of strangers.

Followed by a wild and uninhibited catfight under Jack's watchful eye once we are alone...

Jack puts on his suit, then zips up my slinky, black dress; kissing my bare shoulder as he looks at me in the mirror. As our Uber pulls up, I turn and palm his cock through his slacks. I feel it stir against my fingertips and smile.

"I hope you enjoy tonight, honey. I'm going to destroy Annette while you watch..."

[TheFieryHousewife]

My attire for the evening. My little, black dress... 

[Lightweightfighter88]

Always bet on Red !!!  Annette will win this.

[Annette Walters]

"Hair up or hair down, hair up or hair down?? Hmmmmm I know by the end of the night and morning my hair will be down, definitely down, and tussled all over the place, so maybe I start off with it being up, that way Jack can see my sexy neck that he loves kissing and nibbling on, well he loves nibbling on my neck almost as much as he loves nibbling on my hard pink nipples!"

As I gaze into my mirror and finish pulling my hair up onto my head, thinking in my mind what this evening is going to have in store for the three of us, I also know damn well what is at stake, and I will not allow anything to prevent me from succeeding in the wicked brutality that I have instore for that bitch, I will not take things lightly, and I will make her pay for everything that happened and more this time!! I press and lightly glaze my lipstick over my lips, I barely wear any makeup so it takes my no time to finish!!

My long milky white smooth yet firm and strong legs show the outline of my thighs and calves as I step into my walk in closet and stare at 2 black dresses, one is sweet and innocent, and one is sexy and powerful, which is a no-brainer on which one I pick, I slip into my dress and carefully pull the zipper up, and slip my perfectly painted toes and feet into my black pumps, I grab my tiny black purse and keys to my Audio Quattro and head off to my Gallery, Ill be there well in advance before my guests show, so I can do several walk arounds to make sure everything is just right!!

I pull up to the Valet at the Galleria and slip the valet a nice tip as his eyes are glued on me as I strut and saunter to the large french double doors to my Gallery,  the event starts in about an hour and a half so I have plenty of time to make sure everything, and I mean everything is just right!!

I set my phone up on the tripod and take a couple pictures and quickly send them off to Jack, I know how much he loves seeing my pictures, but as much as he loves the pictures, he loves having me in person! I click send and off goes 3 or 4 pictures to Jack and then...........................

"Well you fucking whore, I hope you dont change your mind, because Im going to make sure this evening is something that you will never forget and always regret!!""  Yt

[The Hunter]

Show her Annette.  Show her it was a fluke.

[snw]

While it was a hot fight last time as Riley came out on top I can see this one switching to Annette coming out on top. Why? This time her husband will be there. Thats pressure and the fact she won last time she knows he will expect the same results. Here’s why I think Annette this time. I can see Riley not quite as aggressive and trying to impress her husband while thinking more about not losing where he can see it..  Then suddenly out of no where Annette lands a blow that she put everything in to it. Stunned and confused that’s when Annette takes over and never lets Riley back into it. 

Well the real reason I picked Annette this time is they will be 1-1 and there has to be a third battle to really settle it. Anyway Good luck to each of you. The real winner is Riley’s husband and all of us no matter the results.

[TheFieryHousewife]

We make good time as the Uber drops Jack and I just outside Annette's studio. Arm in arm, we ascend the steps of the building and venture into the foyer. Despite my recent victory over Annette, I feel nervous. Catfighting for Jack is one thing. Catfighting in front of him is quite another. I feel my cheeks burn at the thought of being humbled by Annette. The humiliation of begging for mercy while my man watches. I mentally steel myself for what promises to be a physically and emotionally demanding evening. Murmuring to myself:
 
"God, I can't lose tonight. Not in front of Jack..."

The lift takes us up to the Art Gala, and as the doors slide open, we step out into a cavernous hall with a raised ceiling. The room is thronged with well-dressed and moneyed couples of all ages milling aimlessly about the room. Most of them loitering briefly in front of each painting, before moving to the next. Not us though. I'm not here to make idle conversation with pretentious twits about whatever abstract, post-modernist bullshit adorns the walls.

I'm here for one purpose. I'm here for Annette...

I scan the room like a lioness watching the horizon for danger. In my peripheral vision, I glimpse her moving gracefully through the crowd. Her milky-white curves poured into a tight-fitting black dress with a plunging neckline. Her fiery red hair piled high atop her head, exposing her long, slender neck. She looks elegant and demure as she greets each patron with a warm smile and idle chit-chat. The perfect hostess. Refined and elegant.

A lie. Bullshit...

I know the real Annette. The woman she is behind closed doors. Not the façade she's putting on for her guests tonight, but the feral creature who climbed the stairs to my bedroom and fought like a tigress for Jack. Who scratched my naked body and pulled my hair to the point of exhaustion. But then again, she knows me better than anyone else in the room too. She knows how fierce a suburban soccer mom can be when defending her territory...

As she glides towards us, I feel my nipples pucker at the very sight of her, straining against the thin fabric of my dress. Her very presence exciting me. My body responding to the impending threat posed by the tall beauty who tried and failed to steal my husband. Jack sneaks a glimpse at my tits and smirks as he notices my obvious "excitement." He wouldn't understand. He's only a man, and could never comprehend the intricacies of women at war.

It’s a psychological thing. Nothing says ‘you're mine’, more than your man coming hard at the very thought of you asserting yourself over a woman he finds attractive. The very idea is a turn on. It's like you're feeling and experiencing him to the fullest degree, as he pulses and moves inside you.

If the mere suggestion of catfighting Annette has such an arousing effect on Jack, I can only imagine what the sex will be like after he witnesses the real thing. As the redheaded bitch nears us, I find myself thinking a single thought:

"Bring it on!"

[Annette Walters]

French tipped perfectly manicured nails tapping the stem of my champagne glass, my fingers grasping the stem tight, as I saunter through the very successful crowd of high society socials that are mingling, chatting, and doing silent bidding on all the art that is gathered in my gallery, lots of beautiful people, men in their Tuxedos, and women dressed to the nines in their Gowns as I have made my way through the crowd making sure Ive stopped, thanked and chatted with everyone more than once, not neglecting anyone "in the back of my mind, all I have eyes on are Jack, and that fucking whore of a housewife that is clinging to his arm!" but being the consummate host that I am, I have made my rounds clockwise through my gallery three times over so nobody can say I missed or neglected them!!

I make my way straight towards Jack and his bitch, they just so happened to be standing right next to my special blind auction collection for the evening, and as I walk right by his whore, making sure my hip just brush her hip, and what a coincidence that we both are in black form fitting dresses and black pumps for the evening, my champagne glass in my right hand as my left hip brushes her hip and my left hand drapped down along my side as I pass by Riley, gritting my teeth and under my breath I whisper "FUUUUUCKING BITCH!!" but I dont neglect Jack as my left hand reachs out and my fingers run along his thigh as I block eveyones view except Rileys as my hand palms his already stiffening fat cock "Mmmmmmmmmm!!" I quickly continue to pass by and stop in front of the four covered frames

"Clinging! Clinging!!"

"Clinging!! Clinging!!"

The room goes silent, and everyone turns towards me and the 4 frames, as everyones eyes are glued and whispering with excitement!

"Id like to first thank you all for coming out tonight, its been the best turnout for my Gallery ever, so thank you, this town and the people have truly been amazing and my inspiration for my art gallery, I truly mean that, MY INSPIRATION!" as I look right at Riley and wink and blow a kiss to Jack, and with a quick push of a button, the four covers over the frames drop!!

"OHHHHHHHHHHH!!

"WOOOOOOOOW!!"

"STUNNING, BEAUTIFUL, GORGEOUS!!"

The crowd is in AWWWWWWWE as there are four beautifully done black and white stills of a naked woman and man in very erotic and sexual position fucking in all four of the frames, but the poses and shadows make the shots so erotic and beautiful to the point that they arent and will never be considered distasteful!! The room erupts with a loud thunderous clapping and cheers and clanging of champagne glasses and as I take a bow, and smile, I glare at Riley as I walk right up to them both, my back turned, again blacking everyones view except Mine, Jacks and Rileys, as I again palm Jacks now throbbing cock in his pants and mouh the words with my full pouty slightly lipstick covered lips "you have been my inspiration Jack!!" Yt

[TheFieryHousewife]

My faces drops as Annette finally reveals the showpiece of tonight's event. The black, satin covers peel away to reveal several lurid paintings depicting a man and woman in the middle of a lusty fuck. Their faces obscured slightly, but etched in ecstasy nonetheless. They writhe and grind against each other in a series of complicated positions.

A man and woman bearing more than a passing resemblance to Jack and Annette. The female figure in each painting featuring bright, red hair and a pale complexion. Her well-endowed paramour sporting Jack's hairstyle and athletic physique. I drop my champagne flute in shock. Reeling from Annette's audacity. Her willingness to air our dirty laundry in public. To risk making our love triangle the gossip of local busy bodies with enough wherewithal to connect the dots. 

This bitch really doesn't have any shame...

I feel as if I have just been slapped by Annette. Every base instinct within me urges me to rush her. To pull her to the floor by her hair and tear that slutty dress from her body right in front of her snobby, clueless patrons. But I can't. I have to live in this neighbourhood and Annette knows that. All I can do is stand there seething; filled with impotent rage while that redheaded bitch gloats. Grinning at the top of the room like a cat that got the cream.

This is her world. A world where she feels comfortable surrounded by her set. The room is filled with her friends and acquaintances. Pretentious, upper middle-class yuppies, likely to take her side if anything were to happen. I'd be hauled out by the Cops and bundled into the back of a police cruiser were I to challenge her then and there. Dismissed by all present as a jealous housewife; envious of a younger woman. Annette would love that and I refuse to give the bitch the satisfaction. I turn to Jack, leaning into his ear and whispering:

"This bitch is boring me. Take me up to Annette's penthouse. I want to see where she was inspired. I want to see where you fucked your whore..."

I stare at Annette as I lead Jack by the hand towards the bank of elevators at the end of the room. I point up towards the ceiling; a subtle hint letting her know exactly where I'm going. Upstairs to her domain. My challenge implicit.

"Follow me if you dare..."

We exit the elevator and step out into a long corridor on the highest floor of the building. The door to Annette's penthouse suite looming at the end of the corridor. I stride confidently toward her suite, slipping the straps of my dress off my shoulder as I go. I shimmy out of the slink, black material; letting it puddle on the floor at my feet before moving on. Jack rushes behind me. Hurriedly snatching my outfit from the floor, as he struggles to keep pace with me.

As we near the entrance to Annette's apartment, I tell Jack to take a picture and send it to Annette. He fumbles his phone from his pocket and does as he is told.

I smirk defiantly at the camera as I stop at the entrance and dictate the message I want Jack to send with the picture:

"Your move, bitch. I'll be waiting..."

[TheFieryHousewife]

Me waiting patiently for Annette to summon the courage to face me...

[The Hunter]

  This is part of these meetings that hit home most and I enjoy when 2 ladies can create this tension and disdain.

Annette's move of dropping the tarps to reveal the paintings is a calculated act of psychological warfare, designed to humiliate.  Love it

Equally as impressive Riley stifling her urge to shred her on the spit and calculate her own offensivd tactic becoming the challenger instead of allowing Annette to gain any leverage just as brilliant.  Going to be a hell of a meeting once again.  Good luck ladies, yoh both are going to need it.   

[The Hunter]

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[Annette Walters]

The look on that bitch Rileys face is priceless, my exposure of the black and white stills came at the perfect time, that bitchy housewife thought she was going to pick up where our first encounter ended, not a chance, and now she looks like I just stole her favorite doll, and that doll just happens to be Jack and his big thick fat cock!! as I see her glare at me in disgust and know this is only the start of an evening of mental and physical warfare, I smirk as I see her grab Jacks hand and whisper to him as they walk off towards my elevator! My body tingles as my nipples stiffen and a rage of anger runs up my spine, did I want this bitch to lunge at me in front of all my guests, maybe I did, maybe I wanted a very public brawling catfight with her, but then the chance of it being stopped would have occured, and I cant allow that to happen!! and as I see this bitch mouth the words "follow me if I dare!" does she not realize, this is my place, my gallery and my kingdom! "See ya soon bitch!!" I mouth the words back!!

I get surrounded by more and more inquisitive guests asking about the black and white stills, as I make my conversations brief and straightforward, and also go about thanking everyone as I strut confidently through the crowd as I see Jack and his whore disappear into my elevator loft!!

More brief banter and chats before I hear my cell send me an alert, and as I walk off to the side, and open up the image, its an image of the bitch naked in MY DOMAIN! "Your move bitch, Ill be waiting!" is her message, and I dont even respond, I give a couple more kisses and then explain to my assistant to finish things up, as I dissappear into my elevator!!

My index finger hits the loft button as I slip the left side of my dress off of my shoulder then the right side of my dress off of my shoulder as I wiggle my sexy firm small round plump ass and the dress falls into a heap onto the elevator floor, as I step out standing only in my pumps, I have still not given that bitch a response, Im sure her ass will get the hint when the elevator dings and the doors open and Im standing naked right there in the elevator, and as it counts upward "ding! ding!" one last floor and then the doors will open and it will be that bitch and I and Jack!!

My mind races at the thought of how hard and thick Jack will be during this catfight between us and even more so afterwards! I never thought my nipples could get harder but they are at their hardest they have ever been!!

"DING!"

The elevator door opens!! Yt