The Office Encounter 
By Soxs


It started days ago with a comment. One comment led to another and it 
escalated to bitter insults and verbal battles that erupted in the 
ladies' room and other private locations. Linda and Jane had become two 
women who hated the sight of each other. Both were blondes,twenty-
nine,and stood about five feet-eight inches. They were pretty and built 
like you would imagine the perfect woman to be built like. Jane arrived 
on this Thursday morning wearing a black skirt that came to just above 
her knees,a white pullover top,black highheels, and white pantyhose. 
Linda entered the building wearing a floral print dress, white high 
heels,and flesh toned pantyhose. As the hundreds of office people filed 
into the elevators that would take them up to their offices,Linda and 
Jane ended up next to each other on the local to the 103 floor. As they 
left the ground floor,they were already exchanging insults under their 
breath to each other. The others on board the car didn't take notice of 
the verbal war that had erupted among them. At the 38th floor,most of 
the passengers exited the car,leaving the two foes and a few others. 
Floor 40 would trigger the following office encounter. As the doors slid 
closed leaving just Linda and Jane on board,Jane gently lowered her 
purse to the floor and invited Linda to fight her there on the car. 
Linda grinned and placed her purse out of the way,agreeing to fight. The 
two women stood slightly bent with hands outstretched and shuffeled 
around the small space,looking for an opening. They stepped into each 
other and grasped hold at the shoulders,struggled for an instant,and 
shoved each other off. The two foes circled briefly and launched 
themselves into battle. Hands grabbed for hair and clamped on,pulling 
with a wild frenzy that sent them staggering about the car and slamming 
into the walls. They felt the car slowing and heard the ding of a floor 
stop signal. Both women pushed away from each other and tried to 
straighten out their hair. A sole man entered and after viewing the two 
combatants,smiled and greeted them. Two floors later,he got off the car. 
Before the doors had completely closed, the two women sprang after each 
other again. They became entangled in a hair pulling melee that 
escolated into body punching as well.  Around the car they 
staggered,pulling and slugging with all they had. Once more the familiar 
ding sounded and they broke apart. Two women entered and rode one flight 
up before leaving. As the last to leave stepped off the car,she turned 
to the two women and asked...Who's winning?  Both uttered,I am! With 
that the doors slid closed and they were at it again. Hands ripped into 
hair,fists slugged into their perfumed bodies,and tears rolled down 
their cheeks. They fought to a violent embrace,wrapping each other up in 
a grasping mass of bitter females. Linda shifted her weight and was able 
to hurl Jane over her hip,sending her crashing to the floor. As Linda 
launched her right high heel to kick Jane in the breasts,Jane caught the 
foot and twisted it,sending Linda to the floor with her. Now with both 
of them down,they pulled themselves together and began wrestling on the 
floor of the car. Space was limited but they were able to roll back and 
forth one turn in each direction. Their dress and skirt climbed to well 
above their knees as they struggled in a torrent of female scorn. Each 
woman heard the ding again and reluctantly released each other and 
labored to their feet. This time,whoever summoned the car to that floor 
had changed their mind as no one was waiting. The door began to close 
and the two women collided again, crashing back to the floor and 
resuming the floor fighting. They battled from wall to 
wall,punching,pulling hair,scratching,and wrestling all in the same 
entwined motion. Jane managed a side headlock on Linda and pummeled her 
foe in her face repeadedly. Linda reached out and grabbed onto Jane's 
breasts,mauling them through her top. She screamed and retaliated by 
doing the same to Linda. There they layed,legs entwined,hands burried 
into each others' breasts,mauling them with evil pleasure while 
suffering immence pain at the hands of their opponent. They squeezed 
their legs at the thighs while ravaging each other on the floor of the 
car. Both women shreiked and sobbed as the fight slowed to an exhausted 
pace. The women battled on, neither willing to stop or let go of the 
other. They layed motionless now,straining against each other's grasps. 
Blind to all that was around them,locked in a solitude of war,the 
fighting women were unaware of the last ding and were surprised to see a 
startled group of waiting passengers,gazing down at the two women 
fighting on the floor of the elevator. They resigned themselves that it 
was too late to stop,so they continued fighting! Security was called but 
before they arrived,Jane grabbed Linda by the hair and slammed her head 
into the wall of the car three times,knocking her out! Both were taken 
to personnel and discharged immediately. The end.