Late night on friday at the office. Two co-workers had stayed in a bit later to get a few things in before packing it in. One was twenty year old Brunette Belenna around her twenties and with a strong english accent. The other was Pakistini Samira, dark brown skin. Neither knew each other, but felt something strongly against each other.

While coming across the corridor, they bump into each other. Tension grows as they stared at each other, wondering why they had to meet like this, facing each other at this time of night. One of them felt they had to say something, so Belenna decided to say.

"Samira is it, see your stay overtime I see?"

"Yes and apparently you are as well, Belenna?"

"Hmp, what is it that you'd be doing at this time of night?"

"Applying for a new job as manager."

Belenna's eyes opened wide as she was shocked, that it made Samira wonder what was up with her. Just then Belenna became stern again. "Well your going to be severly dissapointed, as I have already signed up for that and there's no way they're going to pick you over me."

Samira had became suprised as well but replied. "What, why would they chose an obnoxious and annoying person over me."

"I do beg your pardon, but it's a lot better than having some middle-eastern girl in charge."

"Yes, that's unless you add that whinning voice of yours, that thing could make everyone quit there job if not careful."

"What was that you wretching thing, you should just go to some other country and do you own things rather than kick us around."

Both girls were looking at each other more violently than evermore, knowing this would come to a conclusion with thrash talking, Samira turned her back to Belenna but kept eyes focused on her. "If you want to settle this then, step into my office."

Following her rival, Belenna followed her without question into one of the office rooms, where they step into an empty space. Taking off her high heels, Samira spoke. "So your think an obnoxious person like you's got the guts to fight her way to manager then."

Knowing what was coming, Samira also pulled off her high heels. "I see no need for this, but it might put you little pakistani in your place."

Standing now, Belenna offered. "Well bring it whinny."

Both girls closed in on each other, grabbing two handfuls of each other's hair trying to pull each other's hair back. Their feet staggered across the floor as they both struggled to hold themselves.

"Going through with this then you boob-faced woman, well then."

Lifted her knee, Belenna rammed into Samira's cunt causing her to let go of her hair and cover her cunt. Going for it now, Belenna shouldered into Samira and knocked them both into the ground. Getting up onto her knees still on Samira, Belenna grabbed hold of Samira's coat a ripped it open. "Bet that was expensive, don't think our boss will want someone who can't look after her suit let alone a buisness."

Before she could rip open her shirt, Samira was able to throw her off on the floor. Getting up before Belenna could, Samira grabbed hold of her jeans and stripped them down to her knees. "Oh yeah, I bet he wouldn't like knowing one of her employees go showing her thong either."

Embarrased and shamed, Belenna sat up and immediatly slapped Samira across the face. Angered, Samira plowed into her and knocked Belenna into the floor. She tried to stay firmly on her, but reluntanly, Belenna was able to sit up straight, but with Samira still against her, sitting opposite.

Trying to push each other back down they tied hands and pushed against each other, with breasts against each other. "Get those so called boobs off mine!" Threatened Belenna. Continuing to tussle with hand grips, they slipped go of one hand finally and began using it to tear at each other's clothers.

Using the other hands as well they begun opening each other's jackets and shirt. Aftering ripping opened Simira's shirt to reveal her bouncying breasts inside their bra and before Belenna's shirt was open, Belenna tackled her and pushed into the ground and was on top again.