Author's note: This is a catfight / humiliation / fetish story. If these are categories you are uninterested in, you may want to skip this story. However, if you are okay with those themes, or you're willing to just give this story a try, then I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for stopping by and reading my work!
Chapter 4
Due to the ongoing battle with Mary Beth, Holly's frustrations were at an all-time high. However, her envy no longer only related to battle for attention. She was now sexually frustrated as well, after she and her rival had taken turns bringing each other to the edge of orgasms, only to stop at the very last second.
They agreed to get along for the time being, but they both understood it was all just a lie so they could both continue to receive invites to the football parties. Unfortunately, those gatherings were only on the weekends, and the needy blonde was desperate for attention immediately.
It was a warm Wednesday afternoon. Holly normally did laps around the neighborhood in tight spandex during the week to garner attention, but with her sexual frustration at an all-time high, she decided to take things a step further.
With no clouds in the sky, the fit, thirty-three-year-old blonde decided to go tanning for the day. She wanted to take advantage of the weather before winter came, and working on her tan was a good excuse to sit out at the community pool, where the others could see her in her bikini.
With her hair tied up and makeup plastered on her face, she made her way down to the community pool they all shared through their HOA. Holly sported a blue two-piece bikini, as well as high heels on her feet, and a mimosa in her left hand. She was truly the definition of a woman going to the pool with no intentions of getting in the water.
She laid out for hours, playing on her phone and catching up with old friends on social media. Whenever she saw a man driving by or simply doing yard work, she would make sure to pull her sunglasses up so they could see her pretty blue eyes as she waved to them. Also, she had a way of showing off her best features, like her tits and her ass, without making it seem like she was doing it on purpose.
It was a successful day for Holly, and after hours of gaining attention from passerbys, she felt she had received the attention she needed. She also posted several selfies of herself on social media, which was always a boost to her ego as she watched the likes and comments flying in.
All was going well until she noticed someone coming down the street. As she was about to get herself into a sexy pose again, she realized there was no point because it wasn't one of the men; it was her rival, Mary Beth.
What Holly didn't realize was that Mary Beth was out doing the same thing that she was. The sexy thirty-year-old brunette was on a walk, and unlike when her blonde counterpart would do it, she was wearing a tank top with no bra to attract even more attention.
As their eyes met, they were drawn to each other like moths to a light. Instead of continuing her normal route, Mary Beth made a beeline towards the pool before opening the gate and entering with her neighborhood rival.
"Just what in tarnation are you doing here?" Holly asked, as she placed her mimosa down and jumped up to her feet. "And why in the heck ain't you wearing no bra?"
"Oh, my Lord! Did I forget my sports bra?" Mary Beth asked as she playfully looked down at her own chest.
"You obviously did! Your nipples are damn near poking out of your tank top like a jackknife through butter!"
"Well, I'll be!" the brunette responded innocently. "I suppose they are, ain't they? But can you blame me? I'm only doing what you're doing; just in a different way."
"And just what in the heck is that supposed to mean?" the blonde asked as she took two steps towards the brunette to confront her.
Mary Beth looked her rival up and down before smirking. "You're out here seeking attention, ain't that right?"
"That ain't true. The weather was just nice, so I figured I'd come out here for a dip."
"Is that right? Well, why ain't you wet?"
"I just hadn't gotten in the water yet because I wanted to finish my mimosa."
"You're fixing to jump in the water with all that makeup on your face?"
"You're one to talk," Holly reacted, furrowing her eyebrows. "You forgot to wear a bra, but you didn't forget to put damn near a pound of makeup on your face? Give me a break!"
Mary Beth rolled her eyes before chuckling to herself. "I done seen you prancing around out here in makeup and tight little yoga pants before. I guess I shouldn't be surprised that you're now out here in this little bikini."
"At least my nipples ain't poking through, like some kind of whore."
"At least I didn't get in a bikini to just to not jump in the water. I could never let people know I'm that insecure."
Holly groaned before taking another sip of her mimosa. She needed all the alcohol she could get, because they both understood that fighting out in public would get them kicked out of all future community events.
Instead, the blonde took the high road... "Why don't I prove to you I'm willing to get in the water?" she said as she walked over towards the pool.
Folding her arms, Mary Beth responded, "Yeah, prove it."
Taking a seat carefully at the edge of the pool, Holly slowly dipped both of her legs into the water, allowing them to get covered up to her calves. "See! I was always going to get in the pool. I just never planned on getting my face wet."
"That ain't dipping in the pool!" Mary Beth argued as she stood behind Holly and placed her hands on her hips. Then, with a smirk on her face, she pushed the blonde from behind, forcing her to fall into the shallow end of the pool. "This is what taking a dip means!"
The blonde let out a loud squeal as the cold water covered her body up to her breasts. The pool was only three feet deep on the shallow end, so she was able to catch her balance before her precious face touched the water.
"How dare you fucking do that to me?!" Holly reacted as she gathered herself and glared up at the brunette. "You know I can't whip your ass out here, but maybe I oughta drag you into the pool and see how that makes you feel!"
"You ain't gotta do that," Mary Beth shot back as she started to peel her spandex pants off her thick thighs. After revealing her lower half in a cotton gray thong, which matched her gray tank top, she bent down before slowly bringing herself into the pool. "I ain't afraid of water, unlike you."
"Are you out your damn mind?!" Holly reacted as her eyes grow big. "You ain't wearing no bra, and now you're completely wet! You might as well grab an air horn and beg for attention!"
"My body was all hot and sweaty from my walk anyway. I could use a dip in the pool. Is that a problem? Or are you just afraid that I'm going to steal some of your attention?"
"That's the wrong kind of attention!"
