Jill versus Stacy
By Rossi



The desert sun was setting and the sky was vibrant with red and orange hues as
the black camaro pulled into the parking lot. It had been a long hard day for
Jill Watson and even though she was worn out she still made it to the gym.

Grabbing her bag out of the back seat she made her way into the windowless
building and said hello to Joan the receptionist for the evening. Jill went to
the women's lockers and started to remove her watch and jewelry. Unzipping her
dress she opened the locker and pulled out a hanger. She hung up her dress and
sat on the bench to remove her nylons and heels. Stretching out her 5'7" 125
pound form and giving a low moan from the stiffness she hooked her fingers and
removed her panties. She then unclasped her bra and put both items in bottom
of locker. Reaching down and opening her bag she pulled out her workout suit
black tight shorts cut high on legs, gold halter-top that pushed up her 36C
breasts and white socks and sneaks. After placing the bag in the locker she
headed out for her workout.

Entering the gym itself Jill saw it was a sparse crowd tonight. "Good she
thought I should get through fairly early. She stood on the side and stretched
out using the wall as she flexed her legs out, her well-toned legs and ass
ripple with feminine power. Standing up and stretching her arms over her head
she expanded her chest and started some trunk twists. Then moved on to toe
touches stretching out her back and hamstrings. Some of the guys glanced over
as she was putting on quite an unintentional show.

Jill stood up and headed for the leg machine. Today was leg day and though she
dreaded it she loved the results. Putting the weights on the machine she
glanced around the room and spotted Stacy. "OH I cannot believe she is here!"
Stacy mumbled to herself.

Jill and her boyfriend were at a party last week where Stacy used every ploy
in her arsenal to get Harry, Jill's boyfriend, alone in a corner. Stacy
spotted Jill and sauntered on over to her. The blonde stood 5'8" and weighed
125, with her golden hair framing a lovely face with bright blue eyes. She was
wearing a red sports top and black shorts with sneaks and white socks. "Hi
Jill! Have fun at the party last week?" "It was a nice get together. Did you?"
Stacy smiled. "Yes I did and Harry is so funny. You are lucky to have a guy
like him." "Remember that." Jill mumbled under her breath. "Did you say
something Jill?" "Oh no just that I have to remember to do an errand." Stacy
nodded. "So will you and Harry be at the game next week?" Jill could not
believe the arrogance of this woman. "It depends." "On what?" "If you are
going to be there I don't think we will be." Stacy stood wide- eyed. "What's
wrong Jill? Afraid I may steal your guy?" Jill put her chest right into the
blonde's. "You couldn't steal Harry or any other man I have on your best day."
"Oh confidant are we. Well I wouldn't have to try to hard since I am the best
looking woman in our group." Jill sighed. "You know maybe someone should knock
you down a peg or two bitch." Jill hissed through gritted teeth. "Many have
tried but I always win." Stacy gloated. Jill looked around the gym. It was
almost empty. "Follow me then and we will see who is tougher."

Jill led the two beauties to a room off the main gym floor. "This will be
better done in private don't you think Stacy?" "What will?" "This!" Jill
balled her left hand and slammed it right in the gut of the stunned blonde.
"OOOMPH!" Stacy grunted as she doubled up and slumped to one knee. "Now stay
away from me and Harry!" spat the brunette. Stacy slowly shook her head as she
got to her feet her stomach going in and out gasping for air. "Oh no it's.
not.that .easy!" Stacy slapped Jill across the face spinning her on her toes.
As Jill raised her hand to her face Stacy slammed a left fist under her right
breast pushing it up and causing Jill to gasp. As Jill started to slump down
she fired a weak right into the blonde's gut just below her navel. Stacy
grunted as she stumbled to her knee again. Jill gasped open mouth and looked
at the blonde with fire in her eyes. Stacy was able to rise first and grabbed
Jill by her hair and lifted her to her feet. Jill screamed in agony as her
hair was yanked hard. Stacy held Jill in place and ripped a left into the
brunette's ribs. "OOOOOF!" Jill grunted. Still holding her adversary by her
tresses Stacy landed two more well placed punches before letting Jill fall to
the ground in a heap.

Jill coughed and wheezed on the thin mats covering the floor as the blonde
stood over her. "Now have you figured out you can't win?" Jill just laid
there, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Jill rolled to her back
and saw the blonde standing with her legs apart and her hands on her hips.
Holding her sore ribs Jill tried to get to her feet. She stumbled back to the
wall and used it for support to stand up. The blonde just watched as Jill
struggled to continue.

"I don't believe her." Stacy thought to herself. Jill pushed herself off the
wall and grabbed Stacy around the waist as their identical 36C breasts clashed
together. Jill started to punch at the back and kidney area of Stacy. Stacy
pushed her away and launched a right cross at her head. Jill blocked it and
kicked up hard and fast into the blonde's toned tummy. "GUGGGGH!" grunted
Stacy. Jill then fired a quick jab to the chest that staggered the blonde.
Stacy was on the defensive now. But Jill was still feeling the effects from
the earlier exchanges. Jill tried to follow up her edge but Stacy grabbed her
and threw them both to the mat. Rolling on the mat the two wildcats turned to
scratching and kicking to gain an edge. Their sweaty bodies squished on the
vinyl mats. An occasional grunt or groan could be heard as slaps and kicks
landed on exposed skin.

Jill was able to finally gain the top position and she started raining punches
to the chest and face of the blonde. Stacy put her hands up to block the blows
but Jill then started hitting her in the gut and ribs. Stacy was winded and in
agony. "Get up!" Jill grunted as she hauled the blonde to her feet. "Whap,
whap, whap," Jill's fist backhanded Stacy across the room. Stacy is against
the wall as the brutal brunette fires rights and lefts into her midsection.
"Unnh!,uggh!, ooomph!," groans Stacy with each punch as she slides to the
floor.

Standing over her Jill looks down at her enemy and kicks her in the ribs. "Now
if I ever see you again with my man I will double the beating bitch." Picking
the defeated blonde up Jill lands one more punch to the gut as Stacy drops to
the floor gagging and coughing. Jill sauntered out of the room with a wide
grin on her face.