A Lesson for the Bitch Wife

It all happened a few years ago my wife had been
spending my hard earned money left right and centre and
got us in a bit of debt, no ill put it another way she
got me in a lot of debt buying expensive designer
clothes. Not only that she was very rood to the woman
next door. She would always look down her nose at her
and make some out of order comments.

The neighbour was a friend of mine named Megan. I had
known Megan for years as we had grown up together even
attending the same school; she was bisexual to the
point of being a lesbian but looked every bit a woman
with a husky sexy, voice that my wife Sue made fun of.

The main reason for my wife’s animosity towards the
woman was the fact that she had such a good friendship
with me, Megan was like a sister to me and it made my
wife Sue very jealous.

Megan was a well-built woman with powerful shapely legs
and thighs; she kept her body in good shape. She was 40
years old and looked much younger stood 5 feet 8 inches
with firm 36-D breasts unlike my wife Sue 38 years, who
had 38 D round firm breasts. Sue stood all of 5 feet 6
inches dressed like a tart in all her fine garments
brought for out of my money or should I say still
paying for them.

My wife was always saying how much she would like to
kick Megan’s ass she loathed her and nothing I could
say would change that. I knew my wife had, had a bit of
a reputation from her schooldays at the posh private
school she used to attend, I had heard about it from
some of her forma school friends they had told me that
she had whipped many a girls arse. I also knew that
Megan was no push over either as she had worked a few
years back in executive protection for low profile
appearance.

I remember how Megan was at school always a bit of a
tom boy I had seen her whip a couple of the boys in my
forma class come to think about it yes I know that was
25 years ago but Megan still looked very fit.

After one big argument about her spending and her
attitude towards me I walked out the door knowing that
I needed to calm down because any more and I would have
hit her. I never have but Iv wanted too, I don’t
believe in men hitting women.

As I closed the garden gate I met Megan coming up the
path with loads of shopping, she could tell that id
been arguing, she heard it as she was walking up the
road.
Megan invited me in for a nice cup of tea and a chat so
that I could calm down.

“You know Andy you do need to take that wife of yours
over your knee and show her who is the boss in the
house.”

“I know, but I just don’t know were to start,” I said

“How’s you sex life if you don’t mind me asking?”

“None existent at the moment sometimes I would love to
sit back and see someone fuck the shit out of her and
humiliate the bitch, she makes me so mad she’s so
undisciplined” I said

“And rude,” said Megan.

“Yes she is and often to you at that I don’t know how
you have kept your cool with her insult all this time
Megan.”

“It has been hard but it is because she is the wife of
my best male friend that’s why,” replied Megan.

“Don’t hold back on my account.”

“Do you mean that?” asked Megan

“I do and the next time she insults you, you have my
permission to sort it out once and for all Iv had
enough of her ways,” I said.

“I think what your wife needs is to be taken down a peg
or two taught to respect you.”

At that we hatched a plan, I would invite Megan around
in the evening for a chat and some drinks, I knew this
would piss Sue off.

That evening Megan arrived around 7:30 wearing a rather
nice tie-dyed, wrap around skirt and blouse. She had a
bag with her with something in it but she never said
what it was, I took her coat off her and hung it up
putting the bag near her coat.

Sue as you can imagine was dressed in a tight fitting
short black skirt with a split in the sides revealing
her shapely thigh. She was not pleased that I had
invited Megan over and it did not take long before she
was making snared remarks.

“Don’t speak to my guest like that Sue,” I said.

“Ill speak how I want in my house,” said Sue raising
her voice.

“Well don’t expect me to intervene if Megan sits you on
your ass,” I replied.

“That cow can go fuck herself!” Sue said.

“I can, can I?” said Megan.

“Yes go fuck yourself or ill kick your fat arse!!”
screamed Sue .

“Now, now girls that’s enough of that,” I said, but my
wife cut in and told me to stay out of the argument it
was between her and Megan and I was not to interfere no
matter what.

“I’m going to fuck you up bitch and you will be begging
and pleading with me to stop,” said Sue. A second later
Sue was grabbing the front of Megan’s blouse tearing it
open to reveal her fantastic breasts.

Megan just laughed at my wife. “No I don’t think so. I
think its you who’s going to get fucked tonight, you
need to learn a few lesson on how to treat people,
especially your devoted husband its about time you were
taught a lesson on what is expected of a wife. You
treat him with no respect because he’s kind and gentle
towards you. You have no respect for his friends you
take every opportunity to humiliate him by being down
right rood to them.” She grabbed hold of Sue’s arm.

Sue made a lunge at her but Megan easily blocked the
punch and slapped Sue’s face driving her backward onto
the couch, jumping on top of her. Megan straddled her
before she could do anything. Sue was kicking her legs
shouting at her as she tried to free herself, bringing
her knees up into Megan’s back.

Megan grabbed a handful of my wife’s hair as she
violently pulled her head from side to side still
straddling her. Sue was screaming at her calling her
names so Megan started to slap my wife’s face.

“You are going to learn how to behave bitch,” said
Megan dragging my wife to her feet by her hair.

Sue grabbed Megan’s hair as they both stood in the
middle of the living room floor tearing into each
other’s long hair snapping each other’s heads back and
forth.

Megan started to get the upper hand dominating my wife
as she pushed Sue around like a rag doll.

I watched her grab the upper right side of my wife’s
blouse with; her left hand and ripped it open popping
the buttons. Sue gasped as her right breast popped out,
still held together snugly by her white push up bra,
she screamed as Megan’s strong fingers penetrated her
bra, burying her claws deep into my wife’s ample
breast. Sue pulled both hands up to try and pull
Megan’s hand off her breast.

But suddenly with her other hand Megan grabbed the left
side of my wife’s open blouse, and roughly tore it off
her. Sue cried out in pain as Megan squeezed her right
breast hard, before my wife could react, she reached up
with both hands and grabbed the two cups of her bra.
Sue gasped as Megan ripped open her bra, spilling her
large breasts, exposing her thick nipples.

Megan was prepared to do whatever it took to teach my
wife a lesson. She quickly wrapped Sue in a bear hug
lifting her off her feet and pushed her back onto the
large sofa.

“I think I’ll take this sluts expensive skirt off for
her next lesson,” said Megan looking over at me for
some sort of approval.

“I’m staying out of this,” I said.

“IM going to beat and smack the shit out off your ass
and strip you naked in front of your husband then I’m
going to humiliate you for all those times you
humiliated me and him with your bitch attitude,” Megan
screamed.

Before my stunned wife could do anything she grabbed
her tight fitting expensive skirt and ripped it from
her, revealing her tanned shapely legs and thin white
silky panties.

As my wife’s skirt hit the floor Sue saw an opportunity
to get to her feet but Megan was to quick for her
slapping her face and grabbing her hair, yanking her
forward then she dragged her back pulling her over the
arm of the sofa.

Sue’s body was arched over her tits sticking out almost
demanding attention. She did not have to wait long as
Megan started slapping her tits. My wife was screaming
and shouting at her, calling her all the names under
the sun as she tried desperately to get her off.

Megan was completely over powering Sue; hands grabbed
her soft breasts and pinched and squeezed them pulling
Sue’s nipples and slapping them hard. Sue tried to hit
her back.

Megan didn’t seem to notice her attempts. My wife
screamed out as Megan reared backwards as she tugged on
both breasts pulling them upwards, causing Sue to
scream in utter anguish.

One of her hands slid down between my wife’s legs and
pushed her of the arm of the sofa to the floor, landing
flat on her face.

“I’m going to punish your fat ass and you’ll be begging
me to stop!” Megan yelled at her.

She pounced on her back facing my wife’s feet as Sue
pressed her hands to the floor in a push-up motion
trying to thrust her off. She suddenly screamed and
flopped back down when Megan slapped her bottom hard.

My wife struggled desperately, reached back with one
hand to try and stop her, but Megan swatted it away and
proceeded to tear Sue’s white silky knickers open at
the back, exposing every inch of my wife’s firm ass.

I found this quite a turn on seeing my wife’s gorgeous
round arse getting a spanking by another woman a very
attractive woman at that.

Sue screamed again as Megan whacked her naked buttocks,
spanking her arse hard as she continued to ride my
wife’s back. One slap followed another across her bare
buttocks.

It was a magnificent sight watching Megan punishing my
wife’s behind, Sue would kick her legs in the air every
time she was struck revealing a glimpse of her hairy
muff to me every time she kicked her legs up in
response to the hand wailing her bottom.

As she desperately reached back to try and claw Megan’s
sides, Megan raised both hands up and slapped them hard
across Sue’s buttocks. She cried out in pain and jerked
up, but Megan kept her pinned to the floor, pressing
all of her weight on her back. Sue was screaming and
cursing at her kicking her legs out wildly as Megan
slapped my wife’s arse hard again, covering it with,
glowing, handprints.

“Get the fuck off me you fucking bitch,” cried Sue
feeling the sharp stings of pain as Megan wailed her
buttocks.

Megan leaned down between my wife’s legs and started,
pinching and twisting the soft flesh at the back of her
thighs. This started Sue sobbing, helplessly on the
floor, “Stop get the fuck off me bitch,” she cried.

Megan looked at me and smiled with a glint in her eyes.
“That’s not the way to talk to me slut I told you I
would rip your as apart”.

Megan grabbed both of my wife’s firm cheeks hard and
pulled them apart.

A large part of my wife’s pussy was on display each
time Megan separated her buttocks, giving us both a
good look at her dark hairy bush. You could see her
pubes trail right up to her asshole as Megan stretched
them apart with her hands; digging her fingers into her
buttock’s, pulling them apart to reveal her anus. With
one quick movement of her hand Megan thrust a dry
finger into my wife’s rectum hard.

Sue screamed with pain as she felt anus almost rip.
Some how Sue managed to catch Megan squire on the chin
with one of her feet as she kicked her legs out wildly.
It was the moment my wife was looking for with Megan
momentarily stunned Sue humped her body up throwing the
woman off her. As Megan fell on her side trapping one
of her arms behind her back still stunned from the kick
to her chin. My wife got to her feet naked as her torn
knickers fell to the floor.

“I’ll fucking well kill you for this bitch!!” Sue
screamed at Megan as she lunged on top of her slapping
her wildly pulling Megan by the hair. Slowly in a lob
sided test of strength my wife managed to pin Megan’s
free arm under her knee as she sat on top of the bigger
woman.

My cock was as stiff as fuck as I watched these two
beauties’ grapple each other. I must admit id never
seen my wife so angry as she sat on top of Megan’s
stomach naked. Megan’s long legs and pink panties could
be seen as her skirt had rolled up to her hips.

“I’m going to rip your tits off!!” screamed Sue with a
sadistic smile on her face, she digs, her nails into
the soft flesh of Megan’s mounds. Twisting and pulling
her nipples hard, then slapping her breasts.

Megan yelped in pain as my wife tore into her tits. Sue
was pushing Megan’s right breast up really far, clawing
in with her nails as my wife went to town on her tits.

I could see right up Megan’s skirt, dark pubic hairs
could be seen escaping from the side’s of her pink
panties as her legs trembled from the pain in her
ravaged breasts. My wife was now slapping Megan’s
breasts in the same manner as Megan had slapped her
arse.

My wife grabbed hold off Megan’s long nipples pulling
and stretching them out of all proportion.

Megan laughed at my wife having cleared her head from
the kick to her chin. “I don’t think so bitch,” she
cried, digging her heels into the carpet arching her
body as much as she could.

My wife lost her balance and fell to one side,
astonished at the unexpected resistance from Megan.
Shock can be seen on her face as Megan gets up and
grabs her by the hair pulling her quickly to her feet.

“So you like to play rough do you?!” said Megan with a
wide grin on her face.

“Yes bitch I do!!” said Sue as she grabbed the sides of
Megan’s skirt, tearing it from her.

Megan looked good standing in front of me now clad only
in her skimpy pink knickers

“So you still have some fight in you bitch,” Megan
laughed snapping Sue’s head back by her hair twisting
her around throwing my wife back hard on to the sofa.

Megan reached out with both hands and latched onto her
breasts. Sue screamed as she dug her claws into her big
tits. My wife was in obvious agony as Megan readjusted
her grasp helping herself to more of Sue’s meaty tits.

My wife placed both her hands on Megan’s wrists, and
desperately tried to pull the hands off her breasts. A
high-pitched wail ensued from my wife as Megan rolled
her breasts up into a hideous shape. The grip on
Megan’s wrists weakened, as the woman repeated to
torture Sue’s breasts.

Finally Sue gave up tugging on her wrists, unable to
dislodge them, as she shook her screaming head back and
forth.