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Hey, stranger
« on: June 28, 2017, 06:29:36 PM »
From:   defgh678@aol.com
To:  pqrst345@hotmail.com
Sent:  Mon 6/26/2017  11:39PM
Subject:  Hey, stranger

Hey, Pete!  How have you been?  It's been six years this summer.  You haven't forgotten me, I hope.  I sure haven't forgotten you.

It's me, Sherry.  From New York.  Ya know, where you lived till your succubus wife made you move to Minneapolis.  We miss you here!  I miss you!  We would have thought you would have visited by now.  Ya know, at least once, maybe?  Are you busy at work? 

Or is it that your sea hag wife is keeping you on a tight leash?  Why are you still with her?  Everyone is wondering.  Not just me, ha!

Oh, about me.  You may have heard, you may not have, so I'll tell you.  I got divorced over the winter.  We had been separated since last September.  We both accepted mediation, so it got finalized fast, by January.  Don't feel bad--it was amicable.  He and I are still civil.  It happens.

I bring that up because I don't want you to think what I'm about to say is out of neediness--emotional, financial, or anything else.  I'm healed on the emotional front, and financially--well, cha-ching.  I kept the police medical benefits, and i got 40% of his police pension.  So, i have some breathing space on the bank account statement.  I'm not coming to you for money, Petey.

So, why am I coming to you?  Petey, I'm going to be in Wisconsin for my niece's wedding in July.  So, I got to thinking--you'll be in Minnesota, I'll be in Wisconsin.  I'm single, and your wife's a bitch.  I was kinda hoping maybe we could meet up somewhere.  Sorry for sorta throwing myself at you, but I wanted you to know I have no hidden motives.  I'm not trying to trap you into anything.  No jealous lover of mine will come after you.  I'm free, baby.

And I want you.  Bad.

What do you say, sweetie.

Let me know.

xoxoxo,
Sherry

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #1 on: June 28, 2017, 07:13:29 PM »
From:   Pete
To:   Sherry
Date:  Tues 6/27/2017 12:14am
Subject:  RE:  Hey, stranger

Well, hello there yourself.  And I must say, what a pleasant surprise on a midsummer Monday night.  Yes, I do remember you, Sherry, and yes I do think about you.  I actually was back in New York a couple times, most recently this past February.  But the trips were all fly-in-fly-out, and I didn't want any time we got together to be "just a tease". 

So, now, about your surprises (and what pleasant surprises they are).  On your divorce--glad you survived to tell about it.  I'm happy it didn't get bitter. 

Your second surprise--your proposition.  I'm writing back quickly (but not impulsively, believe me), so as not to leave your offer just dangling there.  The short answer is:  YES.  The longer answer is:  HELL, YES.  Meaning, Yes, I think of you "that way", and pretty much have for 15 years.  I never told you mostly because you were married.  Married to a cop.  I've hear they're the jealous type.  But, also, Sherry, i wasn't sure you'd say yes.  Your face is so pretty, your body so fit.  What would you see in me.

But, anyways, I'm rambling, and want to hit "send" to get this into your hands as quickly as possible.  The answer is yes.  Let's get together in July.  Let me know your Wisconsin schedule.

But, finally, a third surprise.  My wife.  Wow, you really tore her a new one in your note.  I kinda like it.  I gotta ask--how long have you felt that way?

Dying to hear back,

"Petey"   

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #2 on: June 28, 2017, 09:17:21 PM »
Another "epic" where nothing happens 8 of every 10 posts?

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #3 on: June 29, 2017, 07:53:16 AM »
From:  Sherry
To:  Pete
Date:  Tues 6/27/2017. 05:35AM
Subject:  RE: Hey, stranger

Well, good morning, handsome.  I got up early with a hunch that there might be some good news under the Christmas tree for me and....GOODIE GOODIE GOODIE there sure was!!!   Thank you, Petey, you made my day!!!!  <<<<does cartwheels>>>>>

Ok, now, July.  Ok, so, the wedding is Saturday the 22nd in Madison.  I'm arriving Thursday the 20th, and departing Wednesday the 26th.  My time is pretty much my own from the evening of the 22nd thru Wenesday morning.  So 4 whole nights, Petey--Sat night Sun night Mon night Tues night--for us to ""see what happens.  I hope we can make it happen as many of those nights as possible!!.  But if we can only do a couple or even one, I'll be happy with that, too!!  I just want to get you alone in bed and show you how excited you make me!! 

Ok, now, your ball and chain.  Ok, I went back and re-read my comments about her, and, well, yes, those comments do come off a little strong.  I was so busy wordsmithing my, umm, proposition to you that the comments about her kinda spilled out.  So let me give some thoughtful observations about your bitch wife, Slutty Shiela.

Petey, upon reflection, there's no other way to say this.  You, sweetie, are married to a BITCH.  That's right, I mean it.  Petey, I can't hardly take it, knowing she sleeps in your bed.  Know what she makes me want to do to her?  To tell her what an ugly slut she is, and how she doesn't deserve you.  Then I want to rip her out of your bed by her fake brunette hair and throw her out of your life forever.  And I'd warn her if she knows what's good for her she better stay away forever.  I would actually do that, Petey--i would SO throw down with Shiela for you--just her and me, woman to woman.  I've been in fights, Petey, with other cop wives.  I know how to handle my business.  For real.  I think that.....yes, that about covers it.

Any questions?  Lol.

Than you for listening, sweetie.  I guess I've been meaning to get that off my chest, like, forever.

Be talkin' to ya,
Your new girlfriend,
Sherry



From:  Pete
To:  Sherry
Date:  Tues 6/27/2017. 7:31am
Subject:  RE: Hey, stranger

Well, hello again, Sherry from New York.  The past night and morning certainly have been full of surprises.  Well guess what, honey?  I have another one for you.

I guess in your marriage your ex and you didn't read each others' email.  Well, Petey and I--in our marriage, we do read each others' email.

And guess what you homewrecking slut?  It's me, Shiela, who you've been emailing with.  Surprise!!!!

So, you want to rip me out of Peter's bed?  Really?  You've fought other wives?  Oh, Really?

Well, Sherry, I don't want you making a trip out to Wisconsin for nothing.  You have some free time the 23rd thru the 26th.  So guess fucking what:  So do I!!!

How about we get together?  You can get whatever sick post-divorce rebound fantasy you need to get out of your system.  I would be MORE THAN HAPPY to accommodate you.

You can tell me to my face what you think of me.

And I can tell what to yours what I think of you.

What do you say, sweetie?  Still doing cartwheels?  Because I know I fucking sure am.

Anxiously awaiting your reply,
Sheila, aka Peter's wife

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #4 on: June 29, 2017, 02:14:57 PM »
From:  Sherry
To:  Pete
Date:  Tues 6/27/17. 10:33am

Shiela, you sick fuck.  You're probably all proud of yourself, stalking your husband's emails.  Why do I think "my husband and I share emails" really means that you read his but yours are private?  Why didn't you give me your email address or your cellphone number for me to text you directly, cxnt?  Those still safely on lockdown, bitch?

Bitch, don't you think I realized when I put the first note in writing that you might see it someday?  Don't you think I evaluated in my mind whether it might cause a fight between you and me?  And, that since I sent it, I must not be afraid to fight you?

I'll fight you, Sheila.  Oh, how I will LOVE to fight you.  Let's do it.  And this isn't a sick post-divorce fantasy.  This is me, healthier than I've ever been.  You and Pete are married on paper, but behind closed doors, your relationship is SICK.  It always has been.  I will LOVE to show him what healthy sex is like, after I deal with you.  I actually don't enjoy which I will enjoy more.

You and I are going fight in July, Sheila.  And you're going to spend the rest of the summer in rehab, got that?

Sherry

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #5 on: June 29, 2017, 03:33:25 PM »
Literary Ambien.

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #6 on: June 29, 2017, 08:37:50 PM »
From:  Pete
To:  Sherry
Date:  Tues 06/27/2017  5:25PM
Subject:  You'll get nothing and like it

Ok, Sherry, you pathetic divorced bitch.  First off, you don't worry about what my email address or text number is.  Because after we fight, we're never talking again--you got that??  Our fight isn't going to be some backdoor way for you to worm your way into my husband's life, ok?  I kick your ass.  Then you crawl back to your pathetic, sexless life. 

Second, our fight isn't going to wait until July 22, and It's not going to be in Wisconsin.  We know we're going to fight, so I'm not waiting.  It's on, 24/7, from this moment Sherry.  I'm coming to New York.  I will find you. 

And we will fait where and when I say.  And don't go to your cop friends saying I threatened you.  Just the opposite, honey.  I'm giving you fair notice, which you don't deserve.  You propositioned my husband, and YOU threatened ME.  There's women out there who wouldn't give a second thought to taking you out for that, and I don't use that phrase in the dating context.  I'm sure you know what I'm talking about, and know women like that.

No, I'm giving you fair warning, because I've wanted to fight you for years, honey.  Pretty much since I've known you.  You've been looking for a chance to get your claws into Pete forever.  Well, I will happily knock that notion out of you.

Watch your back, Sherry.  Be seeing you soon.

Xoxoxo. Sheila

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #7 on: June 29, 2017, 09:23:22 PM »
I'm enjoying this one so far....can't wait to see what happens next.
Fyre: a 5' 5 1/2", 130lbs, 39 years old, blonde hair and brown eyed brawler.

If you're interested in being in a story feel free to contact us.

We are now on Trillian: Fyrecracka

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #8 on: June 29, 2017, 11:28:44 PM »
From:  Sheila
To:  Bryanne
Date:  Tues 06/27/2017.  6:03PM
Subject:  Our trip to New York

Hey, sis.  Thank you for coming to New York tomorrow for my fight with that bitch Sherry.  I definitely owe you one, if not more.  I don't want this fight hanging over my head for longer than it needs to--it's all I can think about.

Ok, here's the deal tomorrow.  Our flight leaves at 8am, so get to bed early tonight.  The flight is to Bradley, ok?  I'll meet you at the gate.  I made reservations for us in Danbury--we'll get a rental, drive out there, and spend the rest of Wednesday relaxing.  Then Thursday morning we drive to the bitch's house in Larchmont.  I have the address.  She's dumb as shit, making it easy to find on the internet.  Probably wants old boyfriends to find her for sex.  How ironic--her pussy is getting her ass kicked.

She'll stay close to home--she knows I'm coming.  Ideally, we find her Thursday, kick her ass, back in Danbury that night, buy a one way ticket home Friday.  Should be no problem getting seats--there'll be no business travelers because of the long weekend.

Bri, I'm frisky as fuck.  I totally can't wait to kick the shit out of this bitch.  Thanks for having my back.  As always.

Your sister forever,
Sheila



To:  Reina
From:  Sherry
Date:  Tues 6/27/17. 06:07pm
Subject:  Can you come stay here??

Reina, sis.  I know this is short notice, but can you stay with me?  I think this may be serious.  Maybe not, but I think it is.  It's guy trouble (is there any other kind? -ha!).  But not the guy this time--it's the woman.  Do you remember Pete who I had a crush on in 2010?  And his controlling wife who made him move to the Midwest?  Well, I made my move on him, and his bitch wife posed as him and tricked me into talking shit about her, and now she and I are going to fight.  And I think soon--she told me she was coming to New York to find me.  I think she's going to do it this weekend, maybe sooner.

Now, I'm not afraid to face her.  I've wanted this for awhile, and I told her that.  But, well, I want it to be a fight, not her jumping me.  I guess, I'd just feel better if you were here.  I know It's asking a lot, but like I said I think it might be important.  It's just easier keeping my head straight with you here.  Does that make sense?

Sorry to get you involved like this,
Sherry

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #9 on: June 30, 2017, 04:43:46 AM »
Another deliciously wicked tale from one of the best. Thanks and keep it going.
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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #10 on: June 30, 2017, 06:23:31 AM »
EXCELLENT!! I love your buildup in your work.  Always waiting for the next indtallment.

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #11 on: June 30, 2017, 02:48:27 PM »
From:  Bryanne
To:  Jack
Date:  Wed. 6/28/2017. 3:11PM
Subject:  Safe in Connecticut

Hey, babe.  Just wanted to let you know Sheila and I are checked in at our hotel in Danbury.  Sorry for the late notice on the whole trip.  We're gonna try and fly back Friday or worst case Saturday, so you and I should still be able to do the 4th of July at your parents place.  I'll make things up to you there--you know how pontoon boats make me horny <wink>.

So, anyways, I have a little more info about why Sheila needed me.  I know Sheila can be a drama queen, but I gotta admit I think she's not the one in the wrong here. 

So, do you remember i told you once how Sheila and Pete used to live back east here for Pete's job?  Well, there was this lurker bitch named Sherry who Sheila had a bad vibe about.  Sherry was always trying to get Pete to have lunch with her, take a walk with her at lunch, whatever.  A couple of times Pete was talking on the phone to Sheila and accidentally called her "Sherry".  Sheila just had a bad feeling about the situation--women's intuition.  A bad feeling about Sherry, not about Pete.  Pete tried to reassure Sheila by telling her that Sherry was married to a cop (which was true), and only a dumbass would get involved with a cop's wife.  But that actually only made Sheila more suspicious of Sherry--Sherry would know all the tricks of the trade of hiding an affair.

Well, Sheila got tired of Sherry's games, and she convinced Pete to relocate back to Minnesota.  That was 2011, a year before you and I met.  But Sheila's women's intuition told her that Sherry wasn't done pursuing Pete yet.  So she checked his cellphone bill and read his emails.  And earlier this week, sure enough, she sees an email from Sherry to Pete.  Apparently, Sherry is now divorced (her husband caught her in an affair, I'm sure--slut), and has plans to be in the Midwest in July.  She tells Pete all this in the email, then basically says "Wanna fuck?".  No strings attached--let's meet up and fuck.

But the bitch couldn't even leave it at that.  She's badmouthing Sheila the entire email.  Sheila--like Sheila is the one in the wrong in the whole situation.  Total projecting, huh?

So, Sheila writes back, pretending to be Pete, and ask for clarification on Sherry's opinion of Sheila.  And Sherry doubles down--thinks Sheila is a bitch, always has wanted to tear Sheila out of Pete's bed.  So, basically, Sherry isn't just looking for side action with Pete.  She's trying to spite Sheila, too.

So Sheila writes back and says, ok, bitch, It's on, and your July trip to the Midwest is cancelled cuz I'm gonna put you in the hospital for the summer.  Giving Sherry one last chance to back down.  Which the dumb bitch doesn't take.  So fuck it, she's gonna get her ass beat.

So, basically, Sheila needs me to drive her.  We know where the bitch lives.  Her address is all over the net--she's on some post-divorce fuck bender--wants all her ex's to be able to find her, is Sheila's theory.  It's a raised ranch on the New York-Connecticut border.  Some rental dump.  Ridiculous.

Oh, one other thing.  Sherry is a slut.  But damn she's attractive.  Long blonde hair, huge tits, tight butt, fit as hell.  Totally Pete's type, Sheila is right about that.  I hate to admit it, but Sheila does totally need to kick the slut's ass, or she's always going to be looking over her shoulder.

Oh, speaking of that.  Pete doesn't know why Sheila and I are out here.  Sheila doesn't want Pete to know yet that Sherry wrote that email, k?  So keep all this under your hat.

I'll know more tomorrow--this should be over by then.

Be good,
Xoxoxo
Bryanne




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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #12 on: June 30, 2017, 06:49:37 PM »
"Emails" = 9
Posts = 7
Things that have happened = 0

The ego masturbation is strong with this one.
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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #13 on: June 30, 2017, 11:40:38 PM »
Cheeto, if you don't like the style then quit reading it! You are worse than an old lady that complains about what is on the TV machine these days but won't turn the channel or turn it off. If you can do better then write about some ghetto hoodie fight and submit it. Until then STFU!
If you want to PM me, you better have some info in your profile. And having it all spelled correctly will help too. I HATE BLANK PROFILES! If you ask me about Trillian I’ll know you didn’t read my profile.

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Re: Hey, stranger
« Reply #14 on: July 01, 2017, 04:56:13 PM »
From:  Bryanne
To:  Jack
Date:  Thurs 6/29/2017. 4:26PM
Subject:  Today's Drama

Omg Jack, why do I always get sucked into my sister's drama?  This time is definitely the worst, the most juvenile.  Grrrrrr.

So last night we try to go asleep early.  Which doesn't work at all because we're jet lagged, we're planning on getting up early, we're wondering how we should make this fight go down in the morning so we can fly home in time for the 4th.  Oh, and Jack, my sister and I are in twin bed, and she's right there in the room totally masturbating, and not quietly either.  So I'm pretending I'm asleep and can't hear her...just....stupid.  So I pretty much didn't sleep all night.

So we're both awake way before the alarm clock.  We shower, Sheila puts on her fight clothes, and we get in the car to drive to the bitch Sherry's house.  And traffic is way less than we planned for.  And so it's 7am and we're already in Larchmont.  We're 2 miles from the bitch' house.  So, we're like, is that too early to knock on a woman's door to kick her ass?

So, we decide we both need to per.  So we see a Starbuks, and a Dunkin Donuts.  Starbucks or Dunkin?  Starbucks or Dunk in?

And who knows why, but we pick Dunk in.  And Jack I shit you not, but the blonde bimbo is in there.  Sherry.  I recognized her right away.  And so does Sheila.  And Sherry doesn't see us quite yet, but she's with another blonde bimbo who looks a little bit like her.  They're in running clothes.  And the bimbo recognizes Sheila right away, and she grabs Sherry and Sherry turns and recognizes Sheila.

And the 4 of us are just staring at each other across the store, like in stunned disbelief.  And we're all waiting for someone to make the first move.  And i'm like shit there's cameras in here if Sheila and Sherry fight here we're all gonna get arrested.  So I step forward to get between Sheila and Sherry.  And the bimbo with Sherry follows my lead.  So with a buffer between them, Sheila finally feels It's safe to speak and says

We, hello, Sherry, fancy meeting you here.  Who's your little friend. 

And Sherry goes, this is my sister Reina, and she knows AAALLLLL about you.

 (We're all playing nice, because there's a couple customers in the store, including kids.)

And Sheila goes, oh how nice, because this is MY sister Bryanne, and she knows EVERYTHING about you.

And,so Jack I swear, in an instant Reina and I go from being peacemakers to being enemies, because we lock eyes and we both know right away that she and I are gonna be fighting later that day too.  It's just a question of when where and how.

And we can see each other silently sizing each other up, and knowing our fight is gonna be really nasty, cuz we're both protecting our big sister's.  And we're pretty much the same size and build.

So, It's like estrogen overload in the store now, and we need to all get out fast before we start swinging.

So I go to Reina, motioning at the kids in the restaurant, is there somewhere we can go and talk?

And I'm barely keeping my voice from shaking.  Because in 10 seconds I've gone from expecting to watch a fight later today to realizing I'm going to be in a fight, and probably real soon.

And so Sherry says, my sister and I drove here.  You get in your car and follow us.

And I say, fine, just let Sheila and I use the bathroom.  Because now I really hafta pee.

And Sherry goes, fine, Reina and I'll wait outside.  Don't take long.

And they shoulder bump us on the way out.  And I don't know how the brawl didn't start right there, because i wanted to start with Reina.  But then i saw those kids.

So Sheila and I go to the bathroom and lock the door.  And Sheila's like SHIT I totally lost the element of surprise.  And I'm like no no It's all good because Sherry was expected to have her sister with her they totally woulda 2on1d you this is good because now It's 2on2.  And Sheila says, well I want the bitch 1on1.  And I said no problem there sis I wanna fuck up that bitch Reina.

And so we go out to the parking lot, and Sheila goes --we going back to your place, bitch?  And Sherry goes there's a bike trail down here follow us.  And Sheila goes how do I know you two won't bolt?  And Sherry goes ok smartass how about you get in my car and come with me and Reina goes with tour sister. 

So Reina gets in the back seat of my car and we start driving.  And I'm like shit fuck shit fuck this was such a horrible idea.  Cuz Reina starts with me your sister is a stuck up shrew and you seem like one too.  And I say her sister is a homewrecking husband stealer and how s about we don't worry about them They're big girls let's worry about each other.  And Reina says how about when we get to the jogging trail we let them go somewhere and settle their business and we go somewhere else and finish ours.  Which I say is fine by me.

And Jack I fucking swear that bike trail was probably a ten minute ride away but it felt like 3 hours.  Cuz I just want to tear into this bitch.

Well, the two cars park.  And Sheila and Sherry take the right trail, and I follow Reina up the left.  And Sheila hesitates but let's me go, confident that Sherry wasn't planning on a 1on1 fight.

And Reina and I walk on the trail for maybe 15 minutes, bikes zipping past us, and I'm wondering how we're gonna fight private.

And then Reina goes off the trail, and I see a clearing coming up, and I'm like oh we're gonna fight there.  But then we Don't quite get there and she turns and her hands are in my hair and she bullrushes me and the catfight is totally on.  And we're yanking hair by the handfuls and scratching and I can feeling a pinching in my shoulder and I realize the bitch is biting me.  And so i wrap my legs around her waist and I'm totally clawing her face and all I can think of his how her sister is trying to ruin my sister's life.  And we're literally in the middle of the woods the leaves and sticks are scrunching under us.  And there's these fallen branches on the ground and we both see them at the same time and we pop up and each grab one and we're using them like clubs swinging at each others heads and shoulders.  And her face is bleeding from where i raked her face with my nails.

And so the adrenaline rush subsides and we can't lift the branches to swing them now.  So we're trying to spear each other in the chest or stomach.  And we each connect a couple of times and can hear each other grunting.

But then the spears collide and crumble to pieces, and we're there barehanded again and the buttons on our tops are shredded, so we see each other's bras and think the same thing and double claw each other's tits, me doing the same raking motion I did on her face, her pulling and tugging.  And I'm like omg one of us is going to get killed here if I Don't end this.  Like, literally.

So I headlock her, get her on the ground, and after 3 or 4 failed attempts, manage to mount her.  And I get ready to ground and pound her, except with a branch, when Sheila grabs me and says Bryanne Bryanne let's go let's go.

And we run back to the trail and back to the rental car and Don't stop till we're past the New York border.

And there's a rest stop, and we run in to wash up, and our faces and hair are a disaster. 

And I say, was Reina sill alive?  And Sheila nods.

And I say, was Sherry still alive.  And Sheila nods.

So, we drive back to the hotel.  And we have tickets out first thing tomorrow.

If we make it thru security we should be good.

I'm ok, baby.  I think.

Can't wait to be home.

Xoxoxo
Bryanne