POTLUCK PIES: Kathy vs Evelyn
by HG Hunt
Chapter 1
The neighborhood potluck was an
annual event sponsored by the homeowners association in
Evelyn's new neighborhood. Each fall, around Labor Day they
would meet to go over issues within the area, conduct
business, elect officers, and share a good meal.
Introductions were made in the hopes that all new members
would become acclimated to their new homes and neighbors. It
was a fine place to raise a family, a semi-secluded suburban
neighborhood near a mid-sized city, where there was a lot of
social interaction at various events, parties, and
unscheduled gatherings as well.
It was a typical mix of homeowners for a well-appointed
neighborhood. Not all of the families were two parent
households, there were some single moms and even a single
dad or two, some were empty-nesters and grandparents as
well, including some handsome widowers and sexy widows too.
Evelyn was a divorcee with three kids whose custody she
shared with her ex. She worked in the executive offices of a
large corporation in a neighboring suburb. She was happy to
have recently found this home nearby to her work and was, so
far, quite pleased with her new home.
Evelyn had moved into the Fir Valley subdivision just
recently and had only become acquainted with a couple of her
immediate neighbors. Today was the first time to meet a
larger collection of the association members. Evelyn had
brought a luscious dessert, an apple pie, and as she set it
down on the long serving table, her gaze was drawn to
another woman opening her basket to also set out a yummy
looking apple pie.
Shock followed by these cascading emotions. Irked! Flushed!
Confused! Baffled! All of these emotions and more washed
over her in a flood.
Evelyn immediately felt the hackles on the back of her neck
prickle up as she wrestled with the recognition associated
with recognizing a rival. A rival that had often consumed
her thoughts for a while now. Of course there was the
immediate threat caused by this woman serving a pie much
like hers. That carried with it a friction that all women
recognize when similar dishes are prepared, displayed,
served, and eaten among a crowd. Whose would look better?
Whose would taste better? Whose would be liked the most? But
there was far more going on here than just the pie
challenge. Far more!
Her breathing became shallow, her heart raced, and her face
took on a stern countenance. Evelyn was not one to hide her
feelings behind a stoic facade. The other woman appeared to
be about her age, early forties, probably. Their eyes met.
Recognition flashed in the other woman's eyes as well, a
flash that spewed fiery anger. The hatred she felt towards
the other woman came bouncing back at light speed. Here was
another woman who didn't like to be second best. Her eyes
revealed all in an instant to Evelyn. The pie was one thing,
the wicked look belied a much deeper loathing.
Kathy twinged at the realization that this new woman had set
out a challenge for her. The last three years, Kathy had
brought her famous pie to this potluck and had always had
accepted rave reviews and compliments from the other guests
and she had fully expected this year to be no different.
Both men and women as well as kids seemed eager taste and
devour her delicious recipe. She had shared it with a few of
the neighbors who had asked. Kathy had resided in Fir Valley
for the past four years, but she had been divorced two years
ago.
Damn! Kathy could not help herself becoming perturbed,
despite the congenial atmosphere of the gathering and all
the friendly folks nearby. She stared daggers of evil intent
right through Evelyn's deep blue eyes. It was no surprise at
all when newcomer bitch Evelyn's gaze glared right back at
her. Their ravenous rivalry blossomed anew over the display
of their perfectly formed, big round apple pies. But what
their eyes took in beyond that initial notice, made them
both feel as though kerosene had been tossed onto a
campfire.
Whooosh! Sparks (metaphorically) jumped in antagonistic fury
between them. Why? Their pies weren't the only things the
two women had in common tonight. Both ladies were well
endowed up top. Evelyn sported very large breasts that were
usually dressed down to de-emphasize their prodigious mass,
but this evening was not one of them. Her knit fabric pale
blue top was not alarmingly revealing, but it was form
hugging and it dipped low enough to reveal a strong hint,
with a few inches of cleavage, of her breasts immensity. She
wore black slacks that were quite flattering to her legs and
behind. Not skin tight mind you, but the sort that men (and
women too) notice the underlying architecture when their
eyes fall upon them.
Kathy, for her part, was wearing a nearly identical top, but
in a slightly darker shade of blue. The snug fabric followed
each three-dimensional curve of her voluptuous chest,
vibrating with electric energy at this moment, and also
revealing the cleft of cleavage of which she was so proud.
Her dark brown slacks might have been even a touch tighter
than Evelyn's and it was not the least bit bothersome to any
aficionado of the female form to gaze longingly at the
result. Evelyn noticed all that in a few milliseconds, as
Kathy noticed the same thing from her counterpart.
The rivalry that might have developed on account of the pie
was definitely WAY more than being solely just about pies!
Potluck Pies: Kathy vs Evelyn
by HG Hunt
Chapter 1a: A year prior
Kathy was giddy the day she received confirmation of the
appointment she had been seeking at a big firm that her
company wanted to do business with. Kathy was an account
manager with large account sales responsibilities. Her
company had wanted to get in the door at one of the cities
biggest businesses and now she would get to meet the vice
president who had the authority to make it all happen. The
vice president of the company was named Veronica Curtis, a
power broker among the business community and a stunning
lady to boot. She had never met the woman, but was well
aware of her reputation in both the business and social
world of the metropolitan area where she lived.
When she finally got to the offices where she would shortly
meet Veronica she was ushered into the suite on the 69th
floor, Kathy was impressed, but not scared. She had met many
other top executives and been successful in wooing many to
her company as a supplier. She was hopeful and reasonably
confident that she would do the same with Veronica. The
office manager sitting behind a large desk was a
short-haired woman that conveyed a sense of confidence and
control, with maybe a hint of arrogance too.
When Kathy introduced herself and the reason for her visit,
Evelyn instructed her to have a seat and that Miss Curtis
would be with her shortly. This gave Kathy a few moments to
take in her surroundings, absorb the atmosphere for clues
that she might find meaningful in discussions with Miss
Curtis. While her eyes scanned the room quickly they were
soon drawn towards the woman behind the desk. She had a
nameplate that identified her as Evelyn and Kathy had
referred to her by name at her introduction. Evelyn was
dressed professionally, not at all provocatively at all. But
nonetheless Evelyn's bountiful breasts were impossible to
miss. They pressed her blouse forward an exciting distance,
and since Kathy possessed a very large pair of breasts
herself, she could not help but compare.
When Veronica came to call Kathy in to her office Kathy
recognized the women from photographs she'd seen previously,
but was taken a bit aback by how much prettier she was than
even the photos she'd looked at. Veronica introduced herself
and gave Kathy a very warm courteous handshake before
inviting her in to her inner office.
Kathy produced her best posture as she strode towards the
door. Following behind Veronica she caught the delicious
scent of her perfume and felt a waft of lusty thoughts burst
into he consciousness. Veronica was an incredibly sexy lady!
Out of the corner of her eye, just before passing through
the door, she caught a vicious glare from Evelyn. Obviously
Evelyn didn't like something about the situation, and
apparently she wasn't worried about hiding it from Kathy!
Potluck Pies: Kathy vs Evelyn
by HG Hunt
Chapter 1b
Evelyn was good at her job, but quite protective of her
boss. Besides that, as a lusty brunette and a bisexual, she
had a crush on Veronica that had yet to be acted upon. When
she saw Kathy walk in she felt a vibe that stirred jealous
emotions right off the bat. When Kathy came out of the
office and not only was there a handshake, the two actually
gave a brief half-hug sort of embrace, she knew that it was
time to up her game.
So as Kathy, flush with the excitement of a meeting gone
well, emerged from the inner office and stepped to Evelyn's
desk to make arrangements for future meetings with a couple
of Veronica's underlings to work out details of the
proposals she had in mind, she was met with an icy glare
from Evelyn. “What is this bitch's problem?” she thought.
Evelyn knew she had to be professional and not disappoint
her boss. But the feminine instinct that told her this woman
was a rival had taken over in her mind. She accommodated the
business necessities without a hitch, but she used her body
language and her saccharin-tinged voice to send a not
terribly subtle message, at least to any other woman who was
tuned in, that animosity lurked just below the surface.
“Good,” she thought to herself as Kathy glanced back behind
her to catch the look on Evelyn's face just before she
stepped out of the office. That look confirmed what she had
suspected. A big smirk had spread across her face as she
quickly grabbed a nearby nail file and proceeded to begin
processing her middle finger, which was raised just a
half-inch above her other fingers as the file slide slowly
across the nail. Good that I wasn't wrong. Good that the
bitch behind that desk has spirit. “I like putting women in
their place who think they are all that!”
Evelyn kept that smirk on her face for several minutes as
she was sure she had sent the message she intended towards
that interloper. But with the knowledge that Veronica had
shown a level of interest, even if quite subtly, towards
Kathy that was slightly beyond that of pure business
interest, she resolved to raise her game and be a bit more
aggressive in trying to lure Veronica's attention in her
direction. It should be easy she thought, what with having
8-9 hours per day to interact with her. She did have a
twinge of regret that she hadn't spurred herself into action
sooner. “But what is done is done and I aim to get into
Veronica's embrace and keep her there before Kathy has a
chance. She won't know what hit her,” she thought to
herself.
The next day at work, and for several days afterward Evelyn
altered her wardrobe, at first in mild fashion, but as the
days wore on, she worked very hard to slither her voluptuous
body into sexier and sexier outfits, all while making sure
to never cross any boundaries associated with professional
attire. Veronica noticed. Veronica even complimented her on
a clingy peach dress she wore on Friday, telling her that it
flattered her quite nicely. What Evelyn was unsure of
however was whether or not Veronica had any real attraction
to other women. Even though she had worked for her for
several months, the pattern of Veronica's behavior and
personal demeanor never gave away her inclinations. She
suspected as much, but it was just the most fleeting of
judgments. “What if I'm wrong,” she thought to herself, “and
I screw it up with my boss by coming on too strong?” She
mulled that though over as she was making her clothing,
hair, makeup, and perfume choices each day before work.
“Nothing ventured, nothing gained,” she was sure she should
pursue Veronica and let the chips fall where they may. The
reward would be superb if she was right!
Kathy wouldn't be back in Veronica's office for almost three
weeks, but she had spent a few days at her own office
preparing for the upcoming meeting where she was expected to
present a layer of more detailed plans and specifications
for the collaboration she was proposing. That gave her
plenty of time to mull over how she might best persuade
Veronica to sign a contract in the near future for her
company to add an exciting new business partner. While this
was purposeful in a business sense, it also allowed her to
let her mind fancy the more personal interaction she had had
with Veronica on that very first meeting. Veronica's eyes
had met, and kept, her gaze. Kathy remembered her heart skip
a couple of beats as the desire to keep her eyes locked into
Veronica's baby blues was overpowering and she sensed that
Veronica could have maintained their laser-locked pupils for
longer as well. Eventually professional decorum forced her
to look away and begin her presentation, but that brief,
five second pause had a powerful effect on Kathy's womanly
charms. Every time since that afternoon, whenever she worked
on the proposal, her aureola would shrink, her nipples would
lurch forward against her bra, and even her panties would
seem to force a fabric itch in her crotch that really needed
to be scratched.
So when the day finally came for the next meeting Evelyn
bumped her sexiness quotient up another notch, knowing full
well that Kathy would be in the office that day and that it
was important for her to upstage her in front of her boss.
Kathy, who felt almost giddy with anticipation, both from a
hormonal level as well as a business one, was thinking along
the same lines. She too chose attire that would promote her
legs, her waistline, and her bust-line. While most of her
thoughts in preparation were focused on Veronica, she knew
that meeting Evelyn, and dealing with her, were going to be
almost as important as what she did with Veronica. She knew
full well the power that office managers frequently had over
their bosses and that she would need all her skills to make
sure she could navigate past that bitch and still get what
she wanted from Veronica.
It was set up to be an eventful day.
Potluck Pies: Kathy vs Evelyn
by HG Hunt
Chapter 1c
Veronica was blissfully unaware, at first, of the budding
tension between the two ladies. Evelyn had surely been
flattering in her attire lately, but it had not actually
struck her as strange in any way. Veronica liked women of
course, but as a high profile executive she was always
careful to “toe the line” when it came to matters of the
heart (and desire). Her business instincts were impeccable,
and she did all she could to maintain that emotional
distance between her private and business lives. Her brief
episode when Kathy had visited previously had been out of
character. But it shouldn't have been surprising to her that
Evelyn witnessed her brief but obvious hug that was duly
noticed as a departure from her usual farewell handshake,
whenever a business client was leaving.
So when Kathy arrived for her appointment with Veronika, she
was ready, in a business sense for what was to come. But she
was also in tune with the notion that Evelyn might be a
hurdle she'd have to deal with. She was greeted curtly by
Evelyn the moment she stepped through the door. The battle
between the women had begun. Responding in kind, she
introduced herself to Evelyn as though it was the first time
they'd met, making it sound as though Evelyn must be one
stupid woman to not remember her. Kathy watched Evelyn wince
just a little, but her decorum was not broken. “You…………….,”
she paused just enough to let that condescending tone in her
voice sink in, “can sit right over there.” Evelyn pointed to
a chair a few feet away near a window.
Kathy of course obliged by walking to the chair, but she
embellished her walk just enough to hint at a strutting
arrogance, making sure her hips swayed just a sliver more
widely than they might have without her encouragement. Her
dress, clingy and low cut as it was, also was a few inches
shorter than most of her business attire. “This could be
useful today,” Kathy thought to herself as she deliberately
sat down, placing her attache to the side. She immediately
crossed her legs, right over left, and swiveled to her left,
exposing a long stretch of nylon-covered thigh. It was
accompanied by a directional gaze. One that pointed directly
at Evelyn. Two seconds. That was all it took for Evelyn to
respond. Her rolling office chair wheeled back a few inches
so that the corner of her desk wouldn't impede the view from
Kathy's position. She followed suit, left over right went
her lovely nylon-clad leg. If anything her dress was even
shorter than Kathy's and with the deliberative nature of her
movements it was not at all lost on Kathy that Evelyn was
accepting a challenge. Instead of smoothing her lower dress
out over her legs, she actually tugged the hem on her left
flank a couple of inches higher, exposing the darker band of
nylon fabric that hinted at the fact that she was wearing
hose.
Evelyn and Kathy were communicating in a language they both
understood, even if words were omitted. Evelyn fiddled with
her nail file once again, pulling it out and, while trying
to look nonchalant, slowly used the file on the fingers of
her left hand. Not to be perceived as on the defensive Kathy
pulled out her mirror from her purse and checked her
lipstick with slow motion deliberateness. Smiling coyly over
her mirror she popped her lips and then made a kissing
pucker over the top of the case, assuring herself that
Evelyn could see.
Back and forth it went for the next ten minutes. Neither
woman made any attempt to avoid the others looks. Neither
woman backed down from the body language challenge that the
other presented. Each felt a lovely trickle of that euphoric
sense of dominance that oozed into her consciousness when
presented with a rival, worthy or otherwise. Kathy shifted
in her chair several times, offering glimpses for Evelyn to
see that she too was wearing hose and garters. The view of
Kathy's silky white upper leg from Evelyn's chair solidified
to her that Kathy was a determined woman and not shy about
using her feminine wiles to get what she wants. Thoughts of
Veronica in her office, preparing to see Kathy, offended
Evelyn's desires. If she had her way, Kathy would be
escorted out of the building by security never to be seen
again. But that was just a pipe dream. She knew she was
going to have to deal with Kathy herself. What that
opportunity would be she wasn't sure, but in the meantime
she was damn sure going to use her charms and wiles to lure
Veronica into her clutches and also keep Kathy at bay.
By the time Veronica came out to usher Kathy into her
office, the two women had used their provocative poses and
steely glares to make totally clear the enmity that had
erupted between them. Even as Veronica was leading Kathy
into her inner office, Kathy couldn't help but to stick her
chest out with an obvious forward thrust, as she glanced
over her shoulder at Evelyn, seated just five feet away.
Potluck Pies: Kathy vs Evelyn
by HG Hunt
Chapter 1d
Inside the office Kathy and Veronica conducted business.
Veronica was explicitly excited by the propositions Kathy
was presenting and she made it clear that her company was
hoping to move forward with their budding business
relationship.
Undertones. Yes, there were undertones in that meeting too.
Kathy felt them. Veronica felt them. Tiny gestures. Covert
glances. Body shifting. Minute squirms in their chairs. Tiny
innuendos sprinkled into otherwise innocuous conversation.
The meeting was full of hints that both women were keen to
deploy and so eagerly accepted when noticed. Veronica
relished her business role, but she was not above carnal
instincts invading her fore brain. Today was one of those
days. Kathy exemplified much that Veronica was drawn too in
a woman. Her subtly sexy personality, topped by a lush body,
and accented today with wardrobe choices that accentuated
her every womanly curve rocked Veronica to her core.
When the buzzer on her phone startled her Veronica lost her
momentary reverie and came back to reality. Daydreaming no
longer she took the phone and as Evelyn passed along the
message that was for Kathy, Veronica was startled to
recognize that the feelings she was now flushed full of
regarding Kathy, she had oh so recently realized that
similar feelings presented themselves whenever she was near
Evelyn. Strange, she thought that these two women would both
be asserting themselves into her libido starved life at the
same time!
“Kathy,” Veronica relayed to her, “Your office called to let
you know your afternoon appointment has cancelled and so you
should return to the office as soon as you are done here.”
Strange again, she thought that Evelyn would choose to
interrupt the meeting with that kind of message. Surely it
could have waited for Kathy to leave the office before
passing it on to her. Ahah! It hit her! Evelyn was
interrupting the meeting because of jealousy. She was trying
to sabotage Kathy! “Mmmmm..,” she thought, “this could be
interesting.” The realization that these two women might
BOTH be accommodating to her carnal needs presented
interesting possibilities to say the least.