A Lesson Learned by NRG The hotel was buzzing, two conferences were being held there and the bars were doing a brisk trade. A large group of school teachers were there to discuss problems with adolescent students, a subject guaranteed to drive an already stressed out group of people to seek relief with copious amounts of alcohol. The second conference was a showcase for fitness equipment and fitness wear. Managers and fitness instructors from all over the States were there and the bars had never done such a roaring trade in non-alcoholic but highly profitable soft drinks. Tanned and muscular fitness instructors mixed freely with their pale and largely bespectacled educational counterparts. Carrie, a fitness centre manager from Chicago made her way down to the bar. At lunch she had met a math's teacher from Washington and had agreed to meet him later. As she entered the bar and walked towards the counter, nearly every head turned to watch her. Even in a room filled with beautiful women Carrie stood out from the crowd. Her straight shoulder length brunette hair shimmered as it caught the light. Wearing a short black dress with thin shoulder straps that emphasised her slim, fit 34c-24-34 figure. Spotting Mike, standing at the bar, she made her way towards him. Turning to greet her he smiled and then looked her up and down. His eyes lingering on her long shapely black stockinged legs before slowly moving up her body taking in the gentle flare of her hips, her firm flat belly and her well-rounded breasts. A thin gold necklace graced her neck and she wore a matching bracelet on her left wrist. "Wow!" he exclaimed as she stopped in front of him, "You're gorgeous." Carrie treated him to a dazzling smile. "Going to buy me that drink you promised?" "Sure," he turned to gain the attention of the barman. As Mike turned his back, Chastity entered the bar, she had hoped to get closer to him all day but had been prevented from doing so as they had been attending different lectures. They had met on their first day at the hotel and she had been immediately attracted to him. Chastity was an English teacher and spent most of her time with her hair tied back and dressed in rather staid, practical clothes. Tonight though, she was dressed to kill wearing high heels black stockings and a skintight, red, strapless mini dress. Her shiny auburn hair hung down past her shoulders. An expensive diamond pendant, a present from her rich parents nestled a little way above her breasts drawing the eye instinctively to her well-displayed cleavage. "Hello Michael, remember me?" she asked tapping him on the shoulder. He turned quickly his eyes widening in surprise. "Well of course I do, Chastity isn't it?" "By name if not by nature," she replied seductively. "Hmm, going to introduce us, Mike?" Carrie spoke to Mike but her eyes never left Chastity. Mike was in a spot he had promised to meet both women but had not actually given Chastity a specific time and place. Glancing round the room before he answered he noticed more than one jealous look from the other male occupants of the room. "Of course Carrie, this is Chastity she teaches English in high school," Carrie smiled at Chastity and held out her hand, "Chastity this is Carrie, she runs a fitness centre in the Windy city." Chastity smiled back at Carrie and shook her hand. Despite the smiles the atmosphere at the bar had turned decidedly frosty. "A fitness instructor? Does that mean you spend all your time mindlessly pushing weights?" the temperature dropped another couple of degrees. "English teacher, does that mean you spend all day at a desk with your butt warming a chair?" the temperature reached zero. Carrie had never taken an instant dislike to anyone before but she already hated the auburn haired teacher. As Chastity's smile faded, Carrie knew the feelings were mutual. Realising that he needed to get the two women apart before the mild war of words escalated into something, more serious, Mike grasped Chastity's wrist. "Would you excuse us for a moment?" he said to Carrie and then without waiting for an answer he led Chastity a few steps away. "Look I know I promised you dinner sometime but not tonight okay let's make a definite date for tomorrow okay?" "You mean you would rather be seen with that musclebound bimbo than me," Chastity replied, in a voice loud enough to carry to all parts of the bar, let alone the few feet separating her from Carrie. All conversation in the bar stopped and every head turned towards the bar. "Who are you calling a bimbo, you prissy little bitch?!" Carrie said, her temper flaring. "Well if the cap fits," Chastity left the rest of her reply unspoken, as she stepped past Mike to stand facing Carrie. The thin thread controlling Carrie's temper snapped and her right hand flashed out slapping Chastity hard across the cheek. "Bitch!" screamed Chastity leaping at Carrie, her hands instinctively reaching out to grab the brunette's hair. Carrie grabbed to handfuls of auburn hair in retaliation and the two women yanked and pulled for all they were worth. Before anyone could intervene, they stumbled against the bar counter and then crashed to the floor. Chastity managed to land on top of Carrie and quickly releasing her opponent's hair she backhanded her across the face, leaving a livid red mark on her cheek. The teacher drew back her hand to repeat the blow but a strong hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her upwards. As Chastity felt herself rising she snatched at Carrie's dress strap which gave way with a satisfying rip. Suddenly free of Chastity's weight Carrie started to rise but she was immediately grabbed from behind by a member of the hotel's security team. Both women were now back on their feet, but securely held so that they couldn't continue the fight (much to the disappointment of a large section of the other patrons). The security men dragged the two struggling women away from each other before they relaxed their grip. "I think you need to go and change ma'am," the security man said, his eyes fixed on Carrie's heaving bosom which was now fully on display in the flimsiest of strapless black bras. Across the bar Mike was trying to calm down Chastity. Carrie glared at them as she pulled her dress up to cover her boobs. "I can see where his loyalties lie," she sniffed angrily, "she's welcome to him." "You're probably right ma'am. Do you want me to escort you to your room?" "No, Thanks, I'll be okay." Carrie treated him to a big smile and then walked out of the bar. Making a point of not looking at Mike and Chastity she headed across the huge lobby towards the bank of lifts. "I'm all right now Mike, you can let me go." "You sure you're okay?" he asked, realising he had blown his date with Carrie and deciding to do some damage limitation with Chastity. "Yes I'm sure. I just need to freshen up, I'll be back in a minute." Chastity left mike in the bar and headed for the ladies room. As soon as she was out of sight, she changed direction and headed for the lifts. She reached the lift just as Carrie pressed the button to take her up to her floor. Not quick enough to get in the lift with Carrie, Chastity nevertheless saw the floor number that Carrie had pressed reflected in the large mirror at the back of the lift. Jabbing the up button with her finger Chastity leaped into the adjacent lift as soon as the doors opened. Preoccupied by holding her torn dress together Carrie hadn't seen her rival follow her to the lifts and stepped out onto her floor not knowing that Chastity was only a little way behind her. As Carrie slipped her electronic key card through the door lock and opened the door she suddenly sensed someone behind her. Half turning she was too late to stop Chastity kicking her hard in the back and sending her sprawling into the room. "I hadn't finished with you," snarled Chastity her normally beautiful face screwed up into an ugly scowl. Stepping into the room as the door closed behind her, she advanced on her downed foe. Rolling as she fell Carrie spun round just in time to deflect another kick aimed at her head. Carrie scrambled to one side as Chastity slammed a foot into her ribs. "Uurgh!" Carrie gasped, as she rolled onto all fours. Confident that she had the beating of Carrie, Chastity was slow following up her kick and when she moved in to resume her attack Carrie was already starting to rise. Chastity's left foot flashed out again catching in Carrie in the stomach. Carrie's rock hard abs absorbed most of the force of the kick but she was still sent staggering backwards. The school teacher went after her reaching out to grab her long brown hair. Recovering quickly from Chastity's initial assault Carrie backhanded her across the face knocking her head sideways and stopping her in her tracks. Carrie leaped on her auburn haired attacker, taking a firm grip on her hair she dragged Chastity forward. A black nylon encased knee slammed upwards into Chastity's face. Half blocking Carrie's knee with her forearm Chastity deflected the blow from the middle of her face to her forehead but still she sagged at the knees stunned. Letting the school teacher drop to the floor, Carrie stepped away slightly and shrugged off her torn dress which was impeding her movements. The auburn-haired teacher shook her head and started to get up from the floor. Carrie stood for a moment before kicking off her high heels and moving in on Chastity. Chastity dodged sideways her own high heeled shoes slipping slightly on the carpet as Carrie made a grab for her. With an audible rip Chastity's red dress was ripped away as she tried to avoid the brunette's grasp. Like Carrie, Chastity was now striped to her black underwear and stockings. "That makes us even bitch!" Carrie hissed advancing on Chastity again. Back on her feet Chastity lunged, her eyes filled with hatred. Carrie grabbed hold of the teacher's hands and they strained against each other. Forcing Chastity's arms downwards, Carrie drove her backwards towards the bed. Feeling herself going backwards, Chastity kicked out in desperation, her shoe smashed into Carrie's shin. "Oww!" Carrie squealed in pain and released her hold on Chastity. Chastity lashed out with her foot again but Carrie darted back to avoid the blow. The two women circled looking for an opening. Leaping forward Carrie dodged another kick and grabbing Chastity's hair knocked her backwards onto the floor. "Oooff!" gasped Chastity as she hit the floor. Carrie landed heavily on top of the teacher, her hands still firmly gripping her opponent's hair. Sitting astride Chastity's belly, Carrie slammed her head hard onto the carpeted floor, once, twice, three times the auburn head was hammered into the carpet. Chastity took a handful of Carrie's hair and yanked hard but Carrie still slammed her head onto the floor. Swinging up her legs Chastity let go of Carrie's hair and hooked her ankle round the brunette's head pulling her off balance and toppling her to the floor. They broke away from each other both were now breathing hard and glistening with perspiration. There were little tufts of brown and red hair now laying on the floor where each of them had attacked the other's crowning glory. Neither wanted to give up now, it was clear that the fight would go on till one of them could continue no more. Quickly climbing to their feet, they stared at each other across the carpet. "Come on then you bitch!" Carrie beckoned Chastity forward. Chastity dashed forward aiming a slap at Carrie's face. Carrie saw it coming and snatched Chastity's wrist, stepping to one side she twisted the teacher's arm out straight from her shoulder. "Aargh!" groaned Chastity as pain shot through her shoulder. Heaving with all her strength Carrie swung her enemy across the room. Spinning as she flew out of control Chastity crashed face first into the wall. Bouncing off the wall Chastity dropped onto her back. Winded she was too slow to move out of the way as Carrie dropped onto her belly. Carrie was determined not surrender her hard won advantage and slapped Chastity hard across the face. Stung by the slap Chastity tried to grab Carrie's arms to ward of any more blows and twisted underneath her to try and get her off. "You'll have to do better than that hon!" Carrie smiled down at her struggling opponent and pushed her arms out over her head. Leaning forward Carrie tried to smother Chastity with her 34c breasts. Managing to free one of her arms, Chastity pushed her hand into Carrie's right breast trying to push her off. Feeling Carries erect nipple beneath her fingers, Chastity stopped pushing and grabbed and twisted instead. "OW!" Carrie leaned back, surprised by the attack on her tit. Chastity twisted harder and kicked out with her legs. Carrie rolled away losing her bra as she did so. Flinging Carrie's bra into a corner Chastity came up onto her knees. Once again they faced each other panting for breath and Chastity smiled as she saw the red weal left by her fingers on Carrie's right breast. Hands formed into claws the two women lunged at each other again. Their two sweaty bodies crushed together as their hands sought a grip on hair or tits. They both squeaked and squawked in pain as hair was torn out and nipples were yanked and twisted. Both were now topless Chastity's bra disappearing as Carrie clawed at her 34b breasts. Struggling to gain an advantage Carrie brought her knee sharply upwards into Chastity's crotch as they lay side by side on the floor. "Oooof!" Chastity's eyes widened in pain and she involuntarily slackened her grip on Carrie's tits. Carrie shoved her onto her back driving her knee between the school teacher's legs again. Dropping her hands to protect her crotch, Chastity left her upper body unprotected. In a flash Carrie was once again astride her pinning her arms with her knees. Two quick slaps to the face rocked Chastity's head from side to side. Chastity struggled to break free but her strength was fading. Carrie switched her attention back to Chastity's bust first slapping her tits from side to side and then pulling hard on her nipples. "Had enough?" Chastity shook her head and strained even harder to break free. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realised that she couldn't get out form under her tormenters. "Have it your way then hon," Carrie panted confident that she now had her opponent beaten. Shifting her weight forward she edged herself up Chastity's body, then grabbing the teacher's dishevelled auburn hair, she pulled her face upwards until her nose was pressed against Carrie's sweat soaked panties. Chastity renewed her efforts to escape but Carrie just pressed her face harder into her crotch. Chastity was struggling to breathe her whole world was now filled with the scent of her opponent and she could feel herself getting weaker and weaker. Carrie relaxed her grip slightly allowing Chastity to take a breath. "Give yet?" "No!" whimpered Chastity. Carrie crushed her face into her panties again, grinding her nose and mouth into her sweaty crotch. Gradually Chastity's struggles began to subside as the lack of oxygen took effect. Letting Chastity's head bump hard onto the floor as soon as all signs of resistance ended Carrie gratefully rolled off her and lay on her back staring at the ceiling breathing heavily and barely able to move herself.