In Laws Fight 
by Michellepuma@hotmail.com
A fight from 10 years ago where I mixed it up with my brother in laws new girl friend!


This fight happened 10 summers ago. Steve and I were both 29 and our kids were
4 and 6. We were down at the shore for two weeks in a rented house with the
kids and Steve's youngest brother Bobby came down for a couple of days with
his new gf Pat who we'd never met. Now Bobby was 21 and a real looker. Steve
and I were very shocked when we met Pat cause up until then Bob had always
dated real babes. Pat was much older that Bob (31 we later found out) and not
at all a babe. She was a chunky blonde with big tits and we later learned a
teenage son. That night in bed we were discussing Pat and I told Steve I
couldn't believe Bobby was dating an old cow like her. I surmised that she
must be great under the sheets cause unless Bob needed a wet nurse I didn't
see much in the relationship.

The next morning when Steve and his brother went out to the bake shop the
discussion turned to how much Bob would like to see Pat and myself go at it.
(Steve had told Bobby many of my fight stories and although he had never seen
one I think he probably looked at a lot of the girls he dated and imagined
them getting into a brawl with me) Steve told him that I didn't think much of
Pat and relayed my old cow who was good in bed line to Bob. Unbenounced to me,
the boys cooked up a plot to get the two of us to fight. Later that day, Bobby
would relay my thoughts to Pat. Bobby knew that if he said it just the right
way he'd really get her dander up.

Well that night after I put the little ones to bed I was in the kitchen
putting leftovers away. Steve and Bob were still sitting at the table when Pat
came into the room and trust her large chest (I later found out they were a
pair of 40Ds) practically in my face. "So I hear you think I'm an old cow who
can only get a man cause I'm a great fuck?", she said. I looked at Steve and
threw him visual daggers knowing exactly where she'd gotten that from. "Don't
look to him for help", she said "It's time for Pat to teach Michelle a leason
in maners" and with that she grabbed a handful of hair. Just then Steve and
Bob seperated us and said we'd wake the kids. If we wanted to settle this,
lets go down to the playroom in the basement.

Down we wnet and as the boys moved the furniture asside we gave each other our
best don't mess with me looks. I was dressed in a yellow halter top, no bra
and short cut off jeans. My hair was longer then and I had it in two brades.
Pat was wearing a white mans shirt tied at the waist and a pair of blue jean
shorts. Her dirty blonde hair was cut short and we were both bare foot.

Once the boys moved the furniture we moved at each other and grabbed hands in
atest of streangth. She was an inch or so taller and probably 20 punds heavier
but I was holding my own till she kneed me in the belly. I droped to one knee
which was just enough for her to grab me in a head lock and drag me around the
room. Then she trew me against the wall and was on me before I hit the floor.
We roled aournd the floor for a couple of minutes each one trying to get on
top. I managed to finally straddle her and wrap my hands around her neck. I
slowly started tightening my grip and it was really having some effect. I
thought she was about to either give or pass out when she yanked up my halter
and grabbed my nipples between her thumb and forfinger and began to squeeze. I
lost all thoughts of chocking her as all I now had in mind was to rescue my
tits from this woman's grasp! Unable to get her off me, I tore open her shirt
and pulled her large boobs out of her very substantial bra. I then dug my
nails into the sensitive tit flesh and held on for all I was worth.

We rolled around on the floor for a couple of minutes like that, each one
trying to do maximum damage to the others tits. Pat screaming obsenities at me
and me on the verge of tears. The pain was unbearable and I didn't know how
much more my nipples could take. Fianlly in despiration I let go of her tits
and started punching them. I didn't take more than 2 solid connections to each
boob before Pat started whimpering and released my nipples.

Both of us crawled into a fetal position and messaged our sore mameray glands
while Steve and Bobie tried to keep there errections in thier pants. I
realized that I'd come very close to being beaten by this woman and vowed that
both Steve and Bob would pay for this later!