Flirty Neighbor Trained

I've had enough of the bra busting bitch next door constantly flirting with my husband. Its a nice modern apartment building, great sound proofing so the old noisy neighbors is no issue. The elevators are clean and the place is well maintained, but our Neighbor is a piece of work.

Mike and I are both 25, I'm Barbara, by the way we've known each other since High School and got together in College and fell in love. We've married for a year and after our careers took off move here to be closer to work and the city life. We only met our neighbor 'Bri' by accident in the Elevator one Friday evening after we were all out for dinner and drinks. Mike and I were relaxed, well fed and lubricated and happy a tough week of work was behind us. On the ride up to our floor, I was restraining the urge to knock out the bitch, with the dirty blonde hair, in the elevator, since her eyes never left Mike and the way she chatted directing all comments to him, and laughing at his jokes and hanging on his every word like she was hearing the voice of God! I didn't care about being ignored by the obviously younger woman who was dressed like she was Queen of some club, since the dress she wore was spandex and very little of it! Her boobs were threatening to pop free of she took too deep a breath, and the top of dress had very little spare material between her nipples and them being on full display! In addition the dress was so short I doubted she could sit down without putting a show for any guys on scene. Then was the fact that dress had cut out and lace inserts so that only the barest of legal requirements were covered and Im sure in the wrong area, she'd be picked up for being a working girl, but in the heart of the city at the hottest club, she's be a superstar. of course she had to tell Mike she was an Instagram Influencer, worked from home and offered him the address of her channel, and asked him to check it out and give her his feedback. Mike was polite and said he'd check out her channel when he got a chance, but knew what I was thinking about the air headed bimbo.

Then the elevator doors opened and we all got out, that when we all discovered we were neighbors. Once inside both Mile and I let out laugh at our Neighbors antics, and he joked that he was expecting, if the elevator ride was long enough for her to pull the top of her dress down and ask for appraisal of her 'assets'. I joked that I'd like to hear that appraisal and he laughed, smiled and said, "There is no right answer to that question", and both broke out in laughter.

What wasn't mentioned was the fact that I work from whenever I want since its easy for me to wrk with my team through 'Zoom'. Later after we we changed and relaxed, we were sitting on the couch, there was nothing on the million streaming channel. Which made us both laughed that we had gone from TV to Cable to Streaming and now had access to a million channels, most of whom were rerunning TV shows from the 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's and early 2000's.

Then Mike said, let's check out 'Bri's' channel, so you can help me with the feedback, because I'll bet money before the weeks over she'd going to either ambush me in the elevator or come knocking on the door asking for my 'feedback'. Correct me if I'm wrong but she strikes me as one of girls who has to be the center of attention and doesn't care of she insults wives or girlfriends as long as all male attention is on her. I'd noticed that even though she could see our wedding rings, the fact that she was a couple inches or so taller than me, and with those huge heels she wore she was a lot taller, she pointedly ignored me while hanging on Mikes every word. Neither of us cared about the dirty blonde hair; my Hair is jet back, from great grand mothers Hispanic roots. I keep in shape and think i have a pretty good figure, especially considering I work from home, but mike and I love outdoor activities and get tons of exercise because of the gym machines we use every day in the spare bedroom of out apartment

I grabbed the laptop and Mike rattled off her channels name and in moments were 'treated' to 'Bri's World', her real name being Brianna and she proceeded to inform her subscribers that she was an 'expert' he words, in Diet, health, fitness, exercise, beauty, fashion and a lifestyle coach. I had to laugh because reading her bio revealed that she just turned 19 and she was an expert in these fields because she said so. Her fashion advise was well suited for teenagers who worked from home, strippers and working girls, since she reviewed many brands of jeans, club wear, and work out clothes, all her advice was directed towards skin tight, form fitting and revealing tops and bottoms, her health and diet was whatever the latest fad diet was, unless she was hawking so new, improved, miracle, diet pill that the big **** companies don't want you know about. Her health advice was pushing over priced supplements that she knew nothing about except what the seller's told her, and paid for for selling and her health and fitness advice was all sales pitches for the the latest and greatest exercise device that she demonstrated while wearing as little as possible without being branded a Porn site. Mike and I both broke out laughing when she demonstrated a new exercise tool, while wearing a bikini that was bordering obscene and would have gotten her arrested in a number of Countries. We were laughing because the device was a Chinese knockoff fo the old 'Body Blade' that had been around for years, only this version had larger weights at both ends of the two blades, you were supposed to hold the two blades out and shake them, the weights made them pull or push the opposite direction you moved them. The result was that your muscles were constantly contracting against the ****. While she did get few close-ups of her arm muscles contracting, the main sales pitch were long shots of her hot bodied curves in that tiny bikini jiggling, threatening to pop out of the bikini. But swearing that she got in such great shape and kept in shape by doing this exercise, with this device for a mere five minutes every day! Bri's lifestyle 'Coaching' was suited to young twenty something clubbing, sluts with rich family who covered their expenses and left them too 'find' themselves. Mike and I were laughing the fact that the whole channel was one string of infomercials selling clothing for exercise, clubbing, bikini's and jeans all suited to show off the wearers figure as well as diet aids and supplements with no scientific value and questionable claims as well advice on becoming a better you by avoiding work and getting others to cover your expenses while you improve your health and wellness and improve your fashion sense. I helped Mike come up with an opinion that would seem like a compliment without being a flat out lie. He'd act upbeat and say that there was a lot of 'helpful' for women, while praising her photo's and how well her fashion selections complimented her figure.

Sure enough Monday afternoon, I was expecting Mike so I prepared a nice dinner and cracked the apartment door so I could hear him in hallway. When I heard his foot steps, and before I reached he door, I heard another door open, followed by 'Bri's', asking if he had a chance to check out her site. He said he had, and launched into the spiel we'd come up with, about the useful information for women and being photogenic and looking good in the selected fashion, so I thought all was good.

Then I heard Bri say, "I thought you'd like that and be impressed, tell ya what, here's an access code for my 'Fans Only' page, check it out and I'm sure you'll find some things that REALLY will impress you. I know it must be tough being married to a 'older woman'. I mean she's got to be 27 or 28, right?"

At that moment I was about to go out in the hallway and use Bri's big boobs for punching bags that I was sure a few upper cuts would them bouncing up and blackening her eyes!

But reason prevailed when I heard Mike snap back, "Barb is 25, the same age as myself," her spoke in soft dangerous voice and she knew she overreached.

Bri instantly started to back peddle, "I didn't mean it that way, its just that when women are working in an office they don't the time or energy to take care of themselves and get enough exercise and pick the right clothes to show off their assets. Check out that access I gave you and I'm sure you'll see what I mean, and Barb might get some idea's if you see some things you like."

Mike let that decelerate the potential debate and told her he'd check it out. I was happy and when he entered and realized the door had been open and I'd heard everything, he rolled his eyes and said, 'What a piece of work."

I smiled and told him I almost came out and used her boobs for target practice, which made him laugh as her said, "Yea, she doesn't seem to own any clothing she hasn't had since Junior High School, judging by the sweater and jeans was wearing. He even wondered if she owned a pair of shoes that didn't have 8 inch heels.

We had a nice dinner, relaxed and forgot about our bimbo neighbor; but in the morning I saw the card that Bri had given him with access to her 'Fans Only' page. I was sipping my coffee, and turned on our smart TV and tapped the Internet button and typed in the access code.

Well, I was sure that if Mike saw it, he'd get an eye full. The whole thing was Bri's body clad in the tightest, skimpiest and most revealing clothing possible. Jeans so tight that her obvious of anything under them was clear. Which lead to cut-offs and shorts that molded to every curve and did more to show off her ass, and legs. A whole section that proved that she did in fact not own a pair of shoes with less than a 7 inch heels. She did however own heels with 9, 10, or even 12 inch heels. she demonstrate ballet boots, platform boots, biker or stripper style boots with studs and chains. A wide variety of body suits that showed off yards of cleavage and higher and higher legs. Her latest 'Fashion' look was wet look leggings in black and a few other colors, that she was selling from several vendors that were available in a number of materials, including spandex, latex, and leather. But the one thing that all the 'fashions' had in common were Brianna's curves, in skin tight material in provocative poses that showed off her legs, boobs and and butt as she struck poses that would have made a stripped or hook proud! I almost laughed at the faces she made, leaning forward, puckering her lips, like she was about to kiss the camera while arching her back to stick her boobs out while clad in skin tight black, latex leggings that molded to every curve with an equally tight top with a scooped neck line that showed off yards of cleavage and apparently with the help of a very supportive bra that lifted her oversized boobs to the point that her boobs threatened to pop out of the top if she took too deep of breath, which I was sure her male subscribers would be all in favor of. But the final section I got to check out was her Fashion Selections for swimwear as if a girl wearing any of the suits would dare to get them wet, as most were bikini's mini bikini's or micro bikini's. The majority of which appeared to straining to containing her oversized boobs and usually only ended up making Bri's boobs look even bigger. The smallest of which made Brianna look like an Adult comic book super heroine! But also made it obvious that any attempt to wear these in the 'real' world would end up with a girls assets being on display the first time she moved the wrong way and the suit shifted a different way. In addition to the fact that all of the smaller suits designed to show off the wearers ass to the max! Running very, very close to pornographic.

A final tab revealed Brianna's take on 'Holiday Costumes for Costume Parties or just Parties for two. Those ran the gamut from Police Officer, Nurse, Teacher, Life Guard, Soldier, all of which again featured Bri's curves in the tightest, skimpiest of shorts, pants, mini skirts and tops that all revealed a great deal of cleavage. Each of the Costumes could be mixed and matched like the Police Officer Blouse with only two buttons low on the shirt, a micro mini skirt, or a pair of tight booty shorts, or a more conservative, those form fitting skin tight pair of slacks with real handcuffs. The Nurse's Costume with a very tight white Uniform Dress, that came in lengths from above the knee, to mini length, to micro mini length to the shortest that I was sure was obscenely short, since it gave hints of the tiny white panty with a red cross over the sex. The Teacher Costume featured a blouse with few buttons and straight black pencil skirts that ran the same ranges from obscene too slutty. The Lifeguard Costume was am obvious rip off of the famous Bay Watch red suit the Ladies wore, except these were incredibly tight, skimpy and revealing and came in one piece and Bikini styles, the bikini's were the same of the other ranging from just slutty to flat out obscene. The Soldier, Waitress and Secretary Costumes were all the usual mix of cleavage revealing tops, tight shorts, pants or skirts all designed to show off legs, cleavage, boobs with various length skirts that also ran the the range from short to obscenely short. All obviously designed to show off the wearers legs and butt. But. one of the most amazing Costumes was the 'Maid' which seemed, like all the others to be tight. figure hugging and revealing, but this one came in varying degree of sheer, from one designed to be so sheer, it was completely see-though to one at the other **** was more Maid/Dominatrix being tight black latex, with the low revealing neck line, latex fish net tights and lace anklets to contrast with the shiny black pumps. Naturally, Brianna was hawking all the suppliers of these Costumes that they'd obviously sent Brianna for free and was paying her for sales generated from her Social Media Pages.

We didn't hear from from Brianna for almost two blissful weeks. But I should have known the peace wouldn't last. It Friday night coming home from Dinner, we almost reached the door to our apartment when when Brianna's door opened the girl popped out. As was usual for the few times we saw her she was wearing a pink sports bra in tight spandex with a low neckline that she threatened to let her nipples pop free if she kept up her bouncy. bubbly 'personality'. Her flat toned tummy was on display as was her abs and the absolutely tightest of jeans I've ever seen, along with a pair of high heeled ankle boots, that were ridiculous with exercise wear, the outfit serving no purpose except to show off Bri's body and tight and revealing the outfit was.

She was quite eager to get Mikes opinion of her 'Fans Only' Pages. he had the deer in the headlights look for a few minutes before he started to say it was very impressive, thats whenI stepped in and agreed that the fashions shown were unique and showed a great deal of creativity. I even added that Mile was so impressed with some of the Bikini's that I as thinking of ordering a couple. As well as ordering a Costume for our friends annual Halloween Costume Party, Mike nodding his agreement, as I smiled and added, that Mike thought that Sexy Teacher would look good on me. That seemed to surprise and unnerve Brianna , but she just smiled and said she had to run, and ducked back into her apartment.

I explained to Mike that I had checked her 'Fan Only's' pages I'd seen some sights he needed to see. So wen hit the couch and I brought up her page incase she questioned him further. he was of the same opinion as me that she was walking a very fine line close to being classed a Pornography between the clothes and the poses she'd have a hard time keeping a straight face and convincing anyone her intent was show off how nice certain clothes fit and looked when it was obvious he only thing was showing off were her boobs, butt and legs. He did note that she had found a way to 'work from home' without really working, just squeezing into undersized clothes, that she got for free and got paid to promote.

A couple days later I was taking half a day of personal time to catch up on some chores. Since had no web meeting today and was just working through e-mails and co-ordinating with my co-workers the projects we had underway. So after my morning shower I put on my blue bikini and then pulled on a pair of my favorite, snug, old jeans, sneakers and. tank top so I could get the laundry done and make sure my teams projects were well in hand.

I heard from Brianna a few days later when I'd taken a break and went down to the laundry in the basement of the building. A great perk of working from home is the ability to put the computer in 'Out of Office' mode, and take care of dishes, laundry or a bathroom breaks or meals.

I was in full casual mode, a tank top, my old, comfortable, tight fitting, worn jeans and a pair of comfortable sneakers, over my blue bikini. I loaded all the laundry into folding wheeled cart I stored in the coat closet and took the elevator down to the basement. I filled four of the 12 washers with all our clothes and add 32 quarters and after the bleach and detergent was added to whites and detergent and softener for the colors and other as well as the wool lite for the delicates.

I took a seat in one of the plastic chairs and grabbed a magazine to wait for the cycle to run its course, then toss everything into the driers and and head back up to the apartment to go back to work, since the washer cycles are much faster than the driers.

But that was when my luck ran out and who should appear, none other than Briana. I'm still amazed that, that girl can manage to live her whole life in nothing that isn't skin tight, skimpy and revealing. To do laundry she's wearing another undersized pink sports bra that looks like one deep breath will have tits on display, a neon pink pair of leggings that look to be a size or two too small stiletto heeled ankle boots. Of course, as soon as she entered it was obvious she was expecting a guy to be there, because after entering she struck a pose, arching her back to emphasize her bust and cleavage and not getting attention she looked around and seeing only me. deflated and dropped the pose. She then, unhappily started shoving her clothes into the open washers, followed by the quarters and finally took a seat at the opposite end of the seats from me. She was obviously bored, and finally turned, looked at me and what I was wearing, and looked as if she was totally exasperated. I ignored her because the last thing I wanted or needed was a lecture from this air head about how I dressed and my lack of spandex and stretch denim. But when she finally decided to speak she stunned me.

"Barbi is it? I hate to have to say this, but; you really have step up your game if you expect to keep a guy like, Mike. I mean, you're getting older and a guy like that can do better than some old, fat assed hausfrau. Modern woman must keep in shape and see to it that their assets are tight and toned and ready to please you man. They also have to learn how dress to impress and dear, you're just not making the effort. No offense, but look at how you're dressed, you really need my lifestyle advice."

"Bri, its Barbara and I'm married to Mike, not shoving my tits under his nose to get him to notice me! I suggest you stick with bilking other air headed wanna be bimbo's out of their family's money, while you sell them a wardrobe fit for a stripper, diet supplements that don't work and exercise regimes are useless! I'd also suggest you stop shoving tits under my husbands nose before I decide to use them for my punching bags and I show you what a workout I can give you, Bitch!"

Brianna looked stunned and then turned furious, "You fat uttered, old cow! I could take Mike from you with ease, I was trying to be neighborly! I mean, I'm 18 and way hotter than you, look at you; you can't even dress to appeal to a man! Your lucky I don't teach you a lesson in respect and manners you old skank! I mean we all know redheads are wimps and I'd kick your ass without working up a sweat and have you begging me for mercy. You're like in your mid twenties and old bitch like you can't compare to a hot body like me!"

"Look, little Ms Melon Tits; you may think that you're the toughest thing to ever walk on the earth, but the truth is you're an egotistical little bimbo whose mistaken flashing your tits and shaking your ass while dressing like a bimbo slut make you tough. If you want a fight, I'll give you one, but you won't like the end results!"

"You think you can challenge me you skanky old Cow, I'll not only kick your ass, but you'll have pay for the privilege! We fight, no holds barred and when I kick your ass, you agree to submit to me for a full make-over, on my channel! You follow all my diet and exercise program, as well as follow all my instructions for make-up and wear the clothes I select for you. You also buy all my products that we use for your improvement and when Mike sides with me you admit on my channel that I'm the real deal, Ok?"

I laughed, smiled and replied, "Ok, but if I win what d I get?"

She smirked and sneered, "Name it, Bitch; it's not like you'll be collecting."

"Ok, Bri; if I win, you submit to an live stream interview on your channel and give me full control access to your channel so you can't delete the Interview. You answer all my questions honestly and you agree to abide by the decision of your fans when I call on them to vote on the facts, agreed?"

"Ah, yea; fine!" sneered the bitch. Thats when I noticed that she'd had her iPhone in her hand and was recording the whole confrontation.

"Ok, Bimbo-lina; where and when do you want to do this?"

"Whats wrong with here and now?", she sneered as she stood up and walked to the steel door, grabbed the 'OUT of Order' sign that was next to the door, opened the door and slapped the sign in place, closed and locked the door.

The area where the chairs were located was open to allow for more than one person to fold their cloths at a time and the area could let three people fold clothing, So we had enough space to have this fight that I was sure I was going to win!

When Bri strutted back, she spent more time posing for her iPhones video, then getting ready to fight for her bogus career. But, Bri did surprise me in one way, I was surprised when Bri stuck out her chest, and made a show out of pulling the tight, spandex, sports top up over her head to reveal one of her microscopic bikini tops, followed by peeling off her tight spandex leggings to reveal the bottom of that tiny orange bikini! I almost laughed the way she posed for the camera! Before issuing her smug challenge more to the camera than to me.

I laughed as she purred her arrogant challenge for me to 'put up or shut up'!

Before I got to surprise her, pulling off my tank top and then peeling off my tight old jeans to reveal my blue bikini.

I'd love to be able to say that it was vicious, epic fight to the finish, but that'd be a lie. Brianna was poser wanna be! She was more concerned with posing for the camera for her social media than fighting with me. Thats when I realized that Brianna believed her own PR, when it came to her fitness, strength and skills . She really thought that being 25 meant I was too old to compete with a Hot Body, like her. Boy was she in for a big surprise. Brianna threw a slap, that she telegraphed so I easily ducked under it and and while she was swinging past me, I drove my knee into her stomach! Which doubled her over, gasping for breath, so I grabbed a handful of her hair and swung her across the laundry room to the wall. She slammed into the wall and bounced off to the floor where I walked over to take charge of her. She stunned and had no clue what just happened to her, she believed I'd be in such awe of her 'Hotness' that I'd just give up. Instead, I dropped to the floor and slipped my legs around her middle and locked my ankles and clamped my thighs tight and proceeded to squeeze until she was flailing her arms, squealing like a Pig and demanding I let go of her. As her arms flailed, she caught my blue bikini top, tore it off, sending across the room. I knew what she was up too as she tried to sink her clawed fingers into my breasts, but I beat her to the punch or should I say 'Claw'. Within a couple minutes her threats of what she was going to do to me, changed to whimpers, with her finally ****! I made sure to smiled for the camera, as I asked if she surrendered and was ready to admit that I was the better woman and I was right about her!

She whined, bitched and moaned, but a really hard twist of her tits, made her give up and admit that I was the winner and she was willing to submit to our agreement. I looked at the camera and announced that the audience had heard it and I'd be interviewing Brianna the next day and she'd telling all her fans the truth about what she was selling them.

I released Bri and she lay there like a fish out of water gasping for breath! I retrieved my Bikini top and pulled on my jeans and tank and stopped at Bri's 'iPhone' to copy our bout, and Bri's admission that she's lost and would submit to the Interview I'd called for, if I won.

The next day, I knocked on Bri's door and she started listing all of excuses as to why our 'bout wasn't fair', but I smiled and pointed out that she either go along with our deal, or I send copies of the video she took to all of her subscribers without her input and just my opinion of what happened nd why, or she could keep he word and I'd give her a fair chance to refute my claims. She knew the video without her excuses would show her to fraud and faker, so she had ****.

Brianna admitted defeat and gave the access to her Social Media accounts and we set up the live stream and I was ready to do the Interview. I'd planned carefully and I treated Bri like she was a professional which made get too comfortable and lazy; I asked her about her Diet and Nutritional advise and she was more interested in posing in tight spandex and pointing to her abs to actually answer any of my questions, I smiled and let her dig her own grave, then I read a quote from well know University that offers programs in both certified Dietician and Nutritionist, both programs being College Level and ending with BA in each field, before I asked the 20 year old where she got her degree in either field? Bri was **** to admit that she didn't have a certification. I went on to make her admit that her 'Diet' advice, while real and accurate was offered for free from a USDA web site. Bri finally had to admit just how much she money she was earning selling, clothing, supplements and exercise equipment that was not a miracle weight loss cure. But the bomb I dropped on Bri was when I announced that for those felt they were ripped off by Bri, they could email me at a Gmail Account I set up, show me their receipts and Bri would refund them what they paid! I then added for those who felt Brianna needed to learn a lesson from her misdeeds, suggestions for her fitting punishment could be sent to me as well! I pointed out that while some may feel she deserves far harsher punishment, I'd work to come up with something, but nothing that was too far out, for being legal and moral! So ladies, no head shaving, tattoo's or permanent marks for the honest mistake of young person was making a profit and trying t help at the same time!

Brianna thought she be getting away scot free, but boy was she wrong. The very next day I checked the Email Account and was amazed to find hundreds of Brianna's subscribers wanted her money and her hide! While I started processing the refund requests and the subscriptions cancellation requests. I also realized how much money Brianna was making from her 'Fans Only' account which was mostly from guys who interested in checking out her slutty poses, and skimpiest fashions, so I added a comment for all the guys and ladies informing them that since so many of the ladies wanted Brianna punished, I thought the only fair way for that to happen, as well as letting the guys get what paid for and the girls to get some payback, would be for the girls who got refunds would also get free access to Brianna's 'Fans Only' account so see what she selling to the guys and they could make suggestions for what she would wear, based on her advise to them!

In less than a month, Brianna's lost 26000 female subscribers the majority of whom are demanding refunds ranging from a few hundred to thousands of advise, diet, clothing and supplements. I let the girls know regularly how many refunds I process in a day, as I'm doing this part time on my own.

Of course, those girls and woman's who were demanding Bri be punished for defrauding them, I had to calm down and point out that many of their idea's were far to close to or beyond the level of illegal, and **** was a crime, so those who wanted a one or one meeting Bri, was not going to get my help with committing that crime.

However many of the girls started contacting each other and took my suggestion that Brianna should wear and model clothes based on the advice she gave them. Which turned out to best punishment they could have come up for arrogant Brianna. It wasn't long before Brianna was on the receiving end of merchandise that she'd sold to her subscribers and advised them to wear a size smaller than they normally took in order to give them the incentive to work out harder to get down to the size they wanted. In less than week, the guys who subscribed to Bri's Fans Only were thrilled and cheering her and the girl on, demanding Brianna keep showing off the 'Super Hot' looks she was pushing for her female subscribers.

The good news is that 'Brianna's Fan's Only' subscribers had more than doubled and made up for her loss of female subscribers, but thats also given her money to keep giving refunds to all the young women and girls she scammed. Its also ruined her reputations as an influencers and her sponcer's are jumping ship, while her reputation has also taken at hit, she's gone from Influencer to Scam Artist and 'Fashion Beauty Health and Fitness Icon' to 'Bimbo Slut Model' whose sole talent is showing off her body in undersized, too tight, to revealing clothes!"

Best of all is the appreciation I've gotten from the girls and women Brianna scammed. Plus seeing Brianna flaunt her boobs and butt in the skimpy, skin tight slutty clothes she was pushing her Subscribers to buy, always make me smile. That along with the fact that Bri is no longer welcomed in the clubs that used to want her to been seen in their establishments, now want nothing to do with the scam artist bimbo!

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