Preface: In this story there are a couple references to earlier encounters between Teresa and Barbara. For a full accounting of those incidents, I refer you to the stories The Tale of Mrs. Teresa Scalia (uncovered) and Teresa Scalia Gets Her Revenge.
An electronic version of the William Tell Overture's opening clarion call rang out from Barbara Anderson's purse indicating a call on her cell phone.
"Hello this is Barbara"
"Barbara, Rhonda here. Have I got some news for you. Have you heard the latest about our friend Terri Scalia?"
"What has she done now? Fall into the pool again?"
"Oh no this is much better. It seems she went out to that strip club to catch Dominic there. The story is Dominic was in the place and Teresa walked in on him with some half naked floozy sitting on his lap."
"Oh you're kidding! What did she do?" Barbara said with gleeful anticipation.
"Teresa got a handful of the dancer's hair and pushed her on to the floor. It turns out the dancer was Kathy Benson the schoolteacher."
"Kathy Benson! I wonder what happened to her. You mean she's a stripper now? How did you hear about this?"
"A couple of salesmen that Bill does business with were in there. And they knew Dominic and Teresa."
"I'm sure that was a pleasant ride home for Mr. And Mrs. Scalia. She no doubt ragged on him the whole trip."
"Well they didn't leave together I can tell you that. The owner came out of her office and had the bar bouncer show Dominic the door. "
"Why didn't the owner throw Teresa out as well? You would think he would want to get that trouble making bitch out of there too."
"Barbara sweetie, it gets better. First off, the owner isn't a he, it's a she. I think I've seen her around town. I'm told her name is Roxanne Starr."
"Roxanne Starr? The bar owner? What does she look like?"
"If it's the woman I'm thinking of, she's in her early 30s, fairly well dressed, when I've seen her, and quite shapely. And a red head to boot. Anyway back to the good stuff. Teresa and this Roxanne woman had words and started fighting. Except the fight was very one-sided."
"Poor Roxanne, I know what it's like to tangle with Teresa."
"Oh no honey it's not like that all. Teresa couldn't get a slap in edgewise. Ms. Starr handled her with ease. She even managed to get Teresa on the stage and strip her down to her bra and panties in front of the whole bar!"
"You're kidding! This Roxanne Starr must be some kind of woman. God I would've loved to have been there. What happened after that?"
"Roxanne pulled Teresa into a back room by her hair. Nobody could see what went on in there, but Teresa came out from behind the curtain after about 20 minutes still in her bra and panties. They said her hair was a mess and she looked flushed."
"She walked back into the crowd in her underwear? God how embarrassing."
"I guess that's where her clothes were. At least her shorts, she got them from the stage and pulled them on. They said she walked out of the bar in just her shorts and bra. And, this is the best part, everyone got a good look before she put her shorts on and her bottom was fiery red."
"My Oh my Oh my this is something. I think I should meet this Roxanne Starr. She and I now have something very important in common."
A few days later Barbara made a phone call to the Gentlemen's Club. The phone rang in the club's office.
"Roxanne Starr speaking"
"Ms. Starr my name is Barbara Anderson. We've never met but we have a mutual acquaintance."
"In my business I meet quite a number of people. Whom are we talking about?"
"Mrs. Teresa Scalia to be exact. It's my understanding that you've got to know her quite well. If you know I mean?" Barbara said with a catty edge.
"I wonder what this is all about?" thought Roxanne to herself. "I'll play along and see what develops."
"Why yes, Mrs. Scalia did visit my business a week or so ago. Unfortunately she exhibited some rude behavior."
"Well Ms. Starr, Teresa and I have a bit of a history ourselves. And I'd like to meet the woman who has gotten the best of her."
"Stop by my establishment some afternoon. I'm usually in the office after 4 p.m. I look forward to meeting you as well."
"How about tomorrow? If that's okay with you?"
"Tomorrow it is then, Mrs. Anderson."
Roxanne had done some research on Dominic Scalia and his wife. She knew Teresa had had some public dust ups with another local woman. Roxanne got on the phone and contacted her sources. She soon learned that Barbara Anderson was the woman with which Teresa had her problems. Unsure of Barbara's intentions, Roxanne prepared for anything. She obtained a copy of a video made at the local Community Theater a few years back. The video showed Teresa being divested of her black cocktail dress by the rising stage curtain and the subsequent catfight with Barbara. Both women ending up topless and spanked by each other's husband. Another more rare videotape surfaced. This contained footage showing Barbara struggling to keep her dress on while a mule pulled on the hem with his teeth. The tape showed Barbara tumbling completely out of her dress. Barbara rises to her feet when Teresa steps into the scene and pulls Barbara over her knee. Barbara then suffers some real punishment to her derriere courtesy of Teresa. Both videotapes cost Roxanne more than a few dollars, but it was worth it. She now had something on both soccer moms.
Barbara left her real estate office at around 410 p.m. and drove to the gentlemen's club. She noticed the parking lot was beginning to fill already for the 5 p.m. start of Friday's happy hour. Barbara was dressed for business in a beige suit and heels. Under the suit coat she wore a cream-colored blouse. The skirt of the suit was several inches above the knee to show off Barbara's legs to their best advantage. Maintaining attractive tanned skin, Barbara was not wearing hose to go with her high heels.
Entering the club she noticed approximately 3⁄4 of the tables were occupied. The doorman/bouncer greeted her.
"May I help you?" asked the rather formidable Jazz
"Yes I'm here to see Roxanne Starr, please." said Barbara somewhat taken aback by the huge doorman.
"Follow me please." Jazz lead Barbara through the tables to the rear of the club. The dancers had not yet begun performing so Barbara was the object of a few wolf whistles and many lusty looks.
"Do you suppose they think I'm one of those skanky dancers?" thought Barbara. "God I hope not!"
Jazz knocked on the wooden door, opened it and announced Barbara to Roxanne.
" Ms. Starr will see you." Jazz said as he opened the door for her.
Barbara stepped through the door and saw a well appointed office complete with mahogany desk and computer kiosk, several file cabinets, and a very comfortable looking leather sofa.
"Mrs. Anderson, I presume. Please come in. Thank you Jazz. That will be all."
Jazz took his leave closing the door behind him. Roxanne stepped out from behind her desk and both women sized each other up. Roxanne was dressed in a dark green lacy camisole top with matching stretch pants and heels. It was clear she was not wearing a bra as the clinging camisole fabric revealed.
"I thought Rhonda said she was well dressed," Barbara thought to herself "She looks like a hooker. She might as well not be wearing a top."
Roxanne was making her own assessment "So this is the blond from the video. Actually looks better in person. And a very nice pair of legs which she obviously is aware of by the length of that skirt." Roxanne motioned toward the sofa, "Please Mrs. Anderson make your self comfortable."
"Thank you" replied Barbara as she slipped off the jacket of her suit and took a seat on the sofa. The sofa had very deep and soft cushions as Barbara noticed when she sat. Her skirt rose a few inches on her thighs as she crossed her right leg over the left, the deep seat giving Roxanne a good view. Having no clue that Ms. Starr might find Barbara's leg show attractive, Barbara draped her jacket over the arm of the sofa and made no attempt to conceal her gams.
Roxanne was indeed taking in the view offered to her. "I was right, she is very proud of those legs. And she does have a very perky pair underneath that blouse."
"May I offer you something to drink?" asked Roxanne "I'm thinking about a margarita, myself."
"Well, it's a little early for me, but I'll join you." Barbara replied.
Turning toward the intercom on her desk, Roxanne bent at the waist and leaned over to send a message. Roxanne's ample and shapely derriere was pointed at Barbara. The fabric of her tight pants highlighted the cleavage of her butt cheeks.
"Good God, I doubt if she's even wearing panties." Barbara surmised.
Roxanne spoke into the intercom "Maria would you bring two margaritas in please."
"Yes Roxanne, on the way."
Roxanne turned from the desk and took a seat on the sofa opposite Barbara.
"So Mrs. Anderson what can I do for you?"
"Being new to the area I'm sure you have no knowledge of my relationship with Teresa Scalia. I heard about your incident with her and curiosity got the best of me. I wanted to meet the woman who got the best of Teresa."
As she finished, Barbara uncrossed her legs and re-crossed them left leg over the right. The hem of her skirt rose a couple more inches. Barbara made no attempt to adjust the hem. Something that did not go unnoticed by Roxanne.
"What's this little blond soccer mom up to?" Roxanne was thinking "and why is she so careless with her skirt?"
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