Just a short one I knocked up this morning while the wife was hungover! It was written for the user Ripman67 and features his wife Carol. Any comments, feedback or opinions are as usual welcome, either here or via message. If you want something done or wish to appear in a story, just ask. Thanks.
Carol and her husband where well known regulars down at the towns local biker bar, they'd been going for years. Tonight was like any other, they rode down, had a couple of beers and got a cab home. Sensible people. Tonight was no different, a blues band was playing and they where standing watching, just chilling. As was the norm, Carol wore her leather trousers and a ladies fit Norton shirt with a v neck tear. Everything was going fine until what looked to be a Bachelorette party arrived, they where loud, drunken and annoying, but Carol had a live and let live attitude, they could be as drunk and as loud as they wanted, as long as it didn't bother her, it was fine.
After a while though, it did start to bother her, first time was when some drunken tart in too much make up and too short a skirt bumped into Carol and spilt her Rum and Coke, bad move, the second time was when she started to hit on Carols biker husband, he wasn't interested, but that didn't stop the drunk. Carol told her to piss off, yet the drunk persisted, so Carol physically moved her on. Now Carol may be small at only 5'2” but she's no push over, she knows how to use her 150lbs and 60 years of experience to good use and she was more than prepared to do. So when the matriarch of this group of drunken harlots started to square up to Carol for moving her friend on, she was not to be intimidated. This was after all, Carol's bar.
“Who do you think you are?” Screamed Barbara who was the de-facto leader of this group. She was a littler taller than Carol, about 30lbs lighter and in a dress for somebody twenty years younger and 2 sizes smaller. She was obviously not happy that somebody would dare interfere with her party. “I'm this man's wife and he aint interested in some boozed up little floozy, so get her out of here before something unpleasant happens to her.” Carol spat back.
“If you want to get at her you have to go through me first” fired back Barbara before she shoved Carol, and with that, Carol's red mist descended....
Carol launched herself at Barbara with a speed that defied her size and age, she grabbed a two handfuls of hair and dragged Barbara down. Barbara in her heels and tight dress stumbled and fell side ways. Carol let go as Barbara fell to the floor, and as she feel, she grabbed a table and spilled it's contents all over the floor. The crashing of glass soon grabbed everyones attention and all eyes in the bar focused on Carol standing with her hands on her hips and Barbara on the floor with her dress covered in spilt booze, quickly the other bikers started their chant of 'fight! Fight!
Barbara got to her feet; “you just made a mistake bitch” she shouted loud enough for the whole bar to hear as her friends gathered around her trying to look tough and intimidating and since the rest of the bar had not gathered behind Carol, it was something they where failing to do. Suddenly a strong commanding voice announced; “If there's gonna be a fight in here, it better be a fair one, one on one, you ladies agree?” Both nodded in agreement.
Without any further words Barbara charged first, with a huge haymaker of a swing she clobbered Carol in the side of the head before Carol had any chance to react, as Carol staggered sideways Barbara followed it up with a kick to her back and that sent Carol down to one knee. In a second Barbara was on her, she grabbed two handfuls of hair and pulled Carol backwards, she was on her back on the beer soaked floor in no time and Barbara sank another kick into her ribs but has she did Carol rolled away and it was only a glancing blow. The crowd roared their approval of this free entertainment as Barbara sent another kick at the prone Carol, this one connected and Carol folded up. Barbara then grabbed Carol by the hair and started to pull her up to her knees and while holding her hair with her left hand she pulled her right back to deliver a punch towards Carols face, but before Barbara had the chance carol delivered her own blow to Barbara's soft stomach.
“ohhhh” moaned the crowd in sympathy as Barbara dropped everything and dropped to her ass, she looked shocked but that was all she had time for as Carol got to her feet raced forward powered by anger and adrenaline and crashed straight into her rival, Barbara went crashing backwards as Carol landed on top of her. Both rolled across the floor and became separated, and as each tried to get up first it was the faster Barbara who grabbed Carol first, slapping wildly and grabbing whatever she could, she pulled at Carols shirt and made the V neck rip even bigger, exposing Carols bra which was met with another massive cheer, the two women where on their knees facing each other with looks of utter hatred as they traded slaps and pulled and grabbed at each other. As they struggled and leant into each other Barbara reached down behind Carol and grabbed a handful of Carols panties and gave an almighty pull, Carol howled in pain as she was given a massive wedgie, but that just seemed to make her more angry. Carol threw herself wildly at Barbara as the sound of ripping fabric echoed around the room, as Carols panties ripped, Barbara was thrown off balance and feel backwards with what was left of Carols panties in her hand. As Barbara fell backwards, Carol crashed down on top of her.
The heavier Carol straddled her opponent, grabbing at her wrists, forcing them behind her head while Barbara struggled beneath her, her dress had risen up and revealed a black thong which was met with approving stares from the bikers. Barbara kicked and flailed wildly but it was no use, the heavier Carol held her down fast and leaned into her, smothering Barbara under the weight of the belly and boobs, slowly Barbara's struggles became weaker and slower until she started to whimper and then eventually, she lay still, Barbara knew she was beaten and wasn't going to be able to shift Carol.
Carol lifted herself up, while still holding Barbara's arms out behind her head and asked “you a sorry bitch?” “Yes” came the whimpered reply and with that Carol let go of her wrists while keeping an eye on her. “We have a winner!” came the announcement as a cheer went up.
