Becca rocked Jessie in her arms as her baby cried once again and her eyes lowered as curious people looked around at her. The airport and travel agency had fucked up royally, and she was beyond pissed off at this point. Her blood was hitting a new high and she had never been so disappointed before. Not only was her plane delayed the night previous due to a freak thunderstorm in the middle of the autumn, but now, to make matters worse, the car rental company cancelled her request for a car due to the flight and to piss her off that little bit more, they charge her an exorbitant late fee that was almost the same as the rental itself.

"Come on, Jessie. Be a good girl for Mummy." Becca pleaded with Jessie as she started to cry all over again and the same people shot looks at her. Becca already knew her mothering skills were not that of Chyler's and the looks from those people just made her feel worse.
"Mrs Chapman?" Someone enquired and Becca looked up and frowned when she saw an airport security guard looking down at her.

The guard was formidable, standing much taller than Becca's 5;0 stature and she could have easily gotten two of her into his uniform, making him a force to be reckoned with, but Becca's mood was far from accepting of all the rules of the airport after they had screwed up so much. The last night had been tortuous, not only was she delayed in Denver for six hours from Hawaii, but she had gone to see Leland, her husband while being told that her flight wouldn't happen until the following morning at eleven.

"This is...a surprise." Leland muttered as he opened the door to find his soaked wife standing on the stoop of his Colorado Springs home with their daughter. He touched Jessie's hair and she instantly started to cry from being awakened and Becca shot Leland quite the look that make him step back in earnest.
"The flight was delayed." Becca snarled and Leland was pushed back further as Becca thrust her suitcases at him. Leland stepped aside to let Becca into the foyer and she nodded sarcastically.
"When's the new flight?" Leland asked as Becca shed her suede coat onto the floor and shook out her wet mane. The scent of her shampoo hit Leland like a tidal wave and he wanted nothing more than to take his wife upstairs.
"So this is Denver." Becca said with disdain and Leland sighed loudly.
"Let's not get into this now." Leland mumbled as Becca started to shrug out of her suede boots that went up to her knees and he watched as creamy white skin was slowly exposed to him. He noticed that Becca looked over at him and the poisonous look she shot at him only made his erection pulse harder.
"I'm tired, haven't showered in two days and far...very far from horny." Becca snapped and Leland watched as she disappeared into the shadows and up the stairs to the bedroom.

The guard was still looking down at Becca and he went into his pocket and withdrew a red lollipop and handed it to Jessie. She immediately stopped crying and smiled a toothy grin at the guard. He sat down next to Becca and showed her a clipboard, making Becca sigh and as she went to place Jessie into another chair, the guard offered his arms to Jessie and she crawled into them and placed her head against his shoulder and started to go to sleep. Becca blushed a little, that was something Jessie had inherited from her, the ability to be comfortable in any man's arms.

"I'm sorry, but since she has dual citizenship...I'm Jimmy, by the way." He said to Becca and he sat there with Jessie in his arms and she was smiling broadly at him, melting his heart like Becca could make any man's heart melt.

It was late that night when Becca finally decided to go to sleep. Her head was pounding as the hundreds of people went through the Tampa airport and she finally succumbed to sleep when Jessie was deep in sleep. Becca felt horrible about falling to sleep, but she couldn't keep her eyes open anymore. She was curled up on the plastic benches when she woke to the scent of sausage and eggs cooking at the airport restaurant. She opened her eyes to stretch and as her suede jacket fell off her chest, the cold feel of panic shot right through her...she didn't know where Jessie was.

"JESSIE! Jessica Blane Chapman!" Becca cried out she started running through the airport, around the chairs, making sure Jessie wasn't hiding. "JESSIE!" She cried out again and when she didn't get an answer, she dropped to her knees and started to sob; terrified to call Leland that she couldn't even take their daughter to Florida.
"Mummy?" She heard and she looked over to see Jessie in Randy Orton's arms and she was nibbling on an Egg McMuffin.
"Howzit, Sugar?"" He asked with his irresistible smirk and suddenly Becca found her heart thumping in her chest and her arms were snaked around her former lover with her daughter...Leland's daughter in the middle.

"So how come Chyler didn't come and get you?" Randy asked Becca as she buckled Jessie into the car and he placed the suitcases in the trunk.
"She was busy, I guess." Becca mumbled and Randy looked over at her and frowned.
"Alright, Sugar, what's going on with you?"
"It's nothing. Chy is just really busy with the kids and you know."
"I'm afraid I don't."
"I don't think I was ready for this." Becca admitted for the first time to anyone.
"Ready for what, exactly?" Randy asked as he walked closer to Becca and now her heart was pounding in her chest.

Becca stepped back and she slowly took in a deep breath. Randy didn't stop walking towards her; he even picked up the length of her strides. A she came closer, the scent of his cologne started to fall towards her, she sighed and decided it was time she told someone what was going on in her life since she married Leland a few years before.

For being such a nice night in Florida, Randy started a fire in the hearth. He could the hickory wood starting to smoke as he added more fuel to the fire. He heard footsteps behind him and he looked back to see Becca there in her pyjamas. It was night time before they had gotten back to Miami from Tampa to Randy's beach house. She still wasn't quite sure why he had come to pick her up. She hadn't called anyone to tell them she was already in Florida, just a few hundred miles from where she was supposed to be.

"Thanks..." Becca mumbled as Randy handed her a cup of tea as they sat on the leather sofa in his den.
"Are you going to tell me or are we going to have to play a little game to make you spill?" Randy asked and he noticed that Becca looked away and towards the fire and took a long drink of her tea.
"How did you know to come and pick me up?" Becca asked as she set the cup onto the coffee table in front of her and curled her legs under her butt.
"Well, I was at Chyler and John's yesterday and John mentioned you coming."
"Yeah, that would be a totally legitimate answer had my flight been on time, Randall." Becca replied and Randy smiled devilishly at her and took a sip of his coffee before resting it on the end table.
"John gave me the number of your flight. I checked yesterday and saw that it was delayed...but then again you changed flights on me, didn't you?" Randy's eyebrows were high on his face and Becca looked down.
"I couldn't stand being in Denver."

Leland came into the bedroom and found Becca rooting through his chest of drawers. She didn't seem to find what she wanted, so Leland came over and started to touch her shoulders and he leaned in to kiss her neck when she pulled away from him. Leland was surprised, the way she had talked on the phone with him a few nights before had him thinking she wouldn't let go of him all night.

"Stop it." She hissed as Leland followed her. He stepped back, very surprised she was still pushing him away.
"Becca?" Leland asked as he pulled away from her and grabbed a pair of boxers and a shirt for her to wear to bed.
"What?" Becca asked as she started to undress and Leland came forth and kissed the scar where Becca had her C-Section.
"What's wrong?" Leland whispered and he kissed up her stomach.
"What's wrong?" Let's try everything!"
"Why is "everything" wrong? It's a storm, Becca!" Leland hissed back and he pulled back the covers on the bed after dropping his clothes.
"I'm not talking about the fucking weather!" Becca yelled as a crash of thunder rattled the windows and Leland groaned when Jessie started to cry and Becca ran to comfort her.

Becca was curled up in the little with a sleeping Jessie when Leland came into fetch his wife. Leland knew she was pretending to be asleep, so he came over and placed his and down the neck of her wife beater and cupped her breasts in his hands, gently squeezing and palming her. He smiled when she groaned and her body couldn't fake displeasure any longer.

Her nipples were hard underneath his fingers and when he pinched them between his thumb and forefinger, Becca sat up and grasped at his face and brought his mouth down to hers and kissed him lightly. Leland opened his mouth, wanting more from her and he smiled to himself as her hands ran along his back, her fingers pressing into his defined muscles.

"Bedroom. Now." Becca mumbled and she giggled when Leland threw her over his shoulder and they went to their bedroom down the hall.
"I've missed you." Leland moaned as Becca pushed him back onto the bed and started to kiss down his body. "I've missed your touch."
"Come home then." Becca whispered into Leland's ear as she licked his ear lobe.
"You know I just can't leave. Dad needs me." Leland said and he groaned as Becca got off the bed and stormed down the stairs.

Leland followed her and found her standing out on the porch as the rain started to come down and soaked her right through. He grabbed his hoodie off the hook beside the door and came out with her and even with the rain coming down, he knew that there were more than rain drops coming down her face.

"Come here." Leland whispered and pulled her close to him. "Come to Denver with me. Stay here with me." Leland's voice was hard and more of a command than a suggestion.
"It's never that easy." Becca whimpered. "I have stuff I need to do in Hawaii. I uprooted everything for you, Leland and now we never see one another."
"You know why I am here, Becca. With the show, it's getting harder to write bail in Hawaii. People don't want to be on the show as fugitives."
"No, your DAD is having problems writing bail. Kona is doing well, Leland."
"Kona is part of the franchise and I need to keep everything going...Becca."
"Don't you "Becca" me. Stop treating me like a baby. You never call, you never come home. It's like Jessica and I are mere bits in your history."
"Then why are you here if you don't love me anymore?" Leland snapped at Becca. Her words had stung him hard and his gut reaction was to snap back.
"You're right. Why are we here?" Becca asked and before Leland could answer her, she was running up the stairs to collect Jessie and their suitcases.

Randy put down his cup and looked over at Becca and frowned as her lips trembled. She was fighting back the tears and as a small pearly tear began to fall down her white cheeks, her reached forward and stroked the tear away and brought the salty brine to his lips and tasted it, creating a pink blush across her cheeks and more tears fell as Randy scooted closer and he inhaled deeply and he could smell the jasmine scent of her body.

"Maybe you just need a break from one another?" Randy mumbled to her as he went even closer and Becca mumbled to him to stop as he kissed her neck gently.
"Randy..." Becca mumbled as his hands found the collar of her flannel pyjamas and he brought his hands to the buttons and he started to slowly unbutton them.
"He doesn't appreciate you anymore. After the fight he gave me for you, I never would have let you go." Randy whispered into her ear as he continued unbuttoning the shirt and slowly his eyes were treated to a black lacy bra.
"We're married now." Becca mumbled unsuccessfully as he started to kiss down her cleavage.
"That didn't stop you before...oh wait, you're married now too, I guess that makes this wrong." Randy muttered sarcastically, but he didn't stop kissing her.
"What about Sam?" Becca asked as Randy's hands fell to her pants after he had popped open her bra and his face was buried between her breasts.
"Kind of like you and Leland right now. Sam and I are taking a break."
"Mmm..." Becca moaned as Randy pressed his finger into her matching panties, pressing the rough lace against her swollen clit.
"You want this. Why else would you wear such sexy panties?"

Randy didn't wait for an answer and soon he was sucking on Becca's nipples as he continued to press against her clit. He was teasing her in the worse of ways. He would pulse his thumb against her clit until she would whimper and writhe and then he would stop and give her a sweet kiss. As her orgasm built, the amount of pressure he pressed against her clit increased, making her cry with displeasure when he would stop.

"Please." Becca moaned as Randy went to pull away again and he seethed as her hand came around his wrist and her manicured nails dug into his wrist.
"What do you want?" Randy asked and he smiled as Becca raised her hips off the mattress to help him with her panties.

Randy moaned as he pulled the lacy thong from Becca's body and his smile grew with his cock as the wetness that had collected near her opening dampened her panties. He dramatically held her panties to his nose and took in a deep breath. Her rich scent came into his nose and he was surprised at how her body blushed when he came back down on her.

"You're happy?" Randy asked as he lied upon her and started to kiss her neck. He looked down and saw her lips were slightly spread and her swollen clit was peeking out at him.
"Ahhh...." Becca groaned as Randy reached down and palmed her mound in his hand.
"Answer me, Sugar!" Randy panted into her ear as his palm created suction against her clit.
"Randy..." Becca moaned and Randy parted her thighs further and slinked his way down between her thighs.
"You're beautiful." Randy whispered before Becca's voice rang out into the night as his mouth pressed against her mound and he kissed her most sensitive areas.

Becca couldn't she was being treated to this again. She loved Leland more than anything, more than words could describe, but Randy had this hold on her. His bond with her was more than just exes. They both had children and spouses, but the attraction was still there from that first time they had met over seven years ago. Becca remembered it as though it was yesterday, the first day she met Randy Orton and the day she fell in love with the rough wrestler.

"YOU'RE FIRED!" Randy screamed at his personal assistant, Delores. She had fucked up for the last time and if he wanted to make it with the wrestling, he needed someone who could keep his affairs straight.
"Hey Randy." John, his newest friend at the WWE called out as he came into his dressing room.
"John...hey." Randy mumbled and he started peeling the tape off his wrists and ankles.
"I heard you down the hall, sounded pretty bad."
"DO you know how hard it is to get a decent assistant?"
"Yeah, I do. That's why I don't have one." John muttered and took a drink of the mineral water.
"All I want is a girl with a head on her shoulders and a hard worker. Is that so demanding?"
"Why a girl?" John snickered and Randy laughed.
"I don't want a dude rubbing the tanner into my "tanner"." Randy laughed and pointed down to his pants.

The two men were packing up when they heard a girl's heels pacing the hallway and when Randy peeked out, his heart skipped a beat and he knew she was the one to be his assistant. The girl standing before him was short and her hair was a mess to him. Her mid back length hair was down and it appeared as if someone had dumped paint on her hair. She had stripes of blue, red, purple and pink with thicker stripes of platinum blonde and black. She was wearing a business suit and as he walked closer, he could see the tag tucked under the sleeve.

Randy had walked up to her and offered her the job on the spot. She smiled at the two men as they walked towards her and she introduced herself before he could even open his mouth to her. He didn't know what her intentions had been at that moment when Randy shook her hand, but Becca knew what she wanted and the job was definitely just an extra bonus.

Becca closed her eyes as Randy's mouth closed on her clit and the feel of his tongue rubbing along her clit made her see stars. Randy glowed as he kissed and sucked on Becca's most sensitive area, something that Sam didn't quite appreciate. With their child now being born and always wanting to be in bed with Dad and Mom, Sam wanted his cock and that was it, no foreplay and Randy missed that taste, especially Becca's flavour.

Randy's left hand was resting on Becca's right thigh while his tight was gently spreading her lips, holding her open to him and making her his slave. At that moment, Randy's lips were suctioning on her clit and Becca's hands were grasping at his hair, her fingers running through his short locks and as she did so, she could only think of Leland's long chocolate locks.

Randy noticed Becca's withdrawn attitude and he raised his eyes to meet hers, but he could only see lust in her blue eyes. He took his hand off her thigh and immediately Becca shivered from the cold and Randy smiled as he touched her opening with his forefinger. She was already soaking wet and as he nudged her opening, he noticed that she was spreading her legs further apart which opened her more to him.

"Mmm, Randy." Becca lightly moaned and he smiled between her legs and flickered his tongue gently against her clit.
"You like that?" Randy asked as he began to probe her with his fingers.
"Yes..." Becca cried out as he put another finger inside of her.

Randy continued to lick and finger fuck her and as he did, he could feel her g-spot engorging under his thrusting fingers. He knew she was growing more and more aroused as he legs curled up around his head and her thigh were pressed against the side of his face. Becca's g-spot was hard under his touch when she let out a laboured groaned and Randy felt her muscles clench around his fingers and she moaned his name. He gave her another lick which had her writhing with pleasure. Randy came back up to her face and gave her a quick kiss before over to lie on his back.

"Whatcha doing, Sugar?" Randy asked as she curled up into a ball onto the top cover of the bed.
"Coming back down." Becca replied and she rolled closer to Randy, resting her head on his shoulder and running her hands down his chest."
"Watch your hands..." Randy teased and he groaned as Becca touched his sensitive head that was wanting to be touched.
"Don't ever tell me what to do, Spice." Becca hissed and he watched as she ducked down between his legs.

The first feel of Becca's tongue against his cock sent him iron hard and he could barely keep himself calm as Becca started to take him in her mouth. His hands were combing through her hair and slowly he weaved them into her red locks. He groaned a deep growl and lifted her face so she was looking into his eyes. Her blue eyes met his with iciness and she had a smile playing on the corners of her lips. She took his head into her mouth and took a deep suck, making him putty in her mouth.

"Dammit, Baby Girl." Randy mumbled and he groaned when she took herself off him and rolled over. "Shit, Baby, I'm sorry, I forgot." Randy bit his lip and cursed to himself when he realized he had called her the only nickname he wasn't allowed to call her...that was Leland's nickname for her.
"It's okay." Becca mumbled back and her smile returned when Randy came back over her and pressed his erection against her back. "Be gentle with me." Becca whispered and Randy gave her a toothy smile and rolled her over to him.
"Always with you, Sugar."

Randy pulled Becca close after she fell asleep in his arms. She was breathing heavily and as he wrapped his arms around her, her arms came next and held him even closer to her. They fit perfectly together, Randy's chest pressed against her back and Randy had his legs pressed right against hers. His face was pressed in the crook of her neck and she sighed with every peck he pressed against her neck. That night had been amazing for the two of them, their bodies coming together perfectly. It was as though they hadn't been apart all that time.

"Go to sleep, Randy Pandy." Becca mumbled as he pressed against her again and Becca reciprocated, pressing back against him.
"I thought you promised never to call me that again?" Randy teased half-way through a yawn.
"You promised never to pursue me again at my wedding day too. Shall I hold this against you?" Becca whispered back as she rolled onto her side, facing Randy. She placed a kiss on his nose and she giggled when his strong arms came around her and tightened around her.
"You also said this would never happen again."
"I lied," Becca interjected. "And I never want it not to happen again." Becca flirted and realized that this was going to be the start of something wonderful, yet dangerous.

Chyler heard the front door close and Tatum shrieked "Daddy,,,"
"Baby Boo.." he replied Chyler was trying to dress her son at the sound of John's voice he flipped over and crawled at the fastest speed he could manage toward his daddy's voice not caring the he was naked as the day he was born seven months ago.
"Holden Radley... get your butt back here." she got up running after him. She turned the corner seeing sadness on john's face as their son crawled at his feet. "I missed it...." he whispered.
"Hi Johnny." she smiled at him as he scooped Holden up in his free arm. "Well I
guess this means you won't be holding me.. by the way we caught it on tape for
you." she walked over kissing him. "tonight I'm all yours woman." " that a
promise..."
"Cross my heart."
"In that case dress your son I'll make dinner."
"Holden when did you become a nudist son?" John said putting Tatum down. Holden
gurgled in response "Oh really I didn't know that!" John said making Tatum
giggle. "daddy he can't talk." I'll have you know I speak fluent Holdenese." he
smiled as he got a laugh fro Chyler in the kitchen. "well tater would you be so
kind as to help me dress the Holdenator..." "Daddy..." she shot him a I'm a
about to be five don't call me that look.. "yes I know don't call you that...
but guess what I made you I can call whatever I choose..." he said climbing the
stairs with his kids.

Later that night

they lay on the couch watching the patriots game. The kids already in bed. John
wore pajama bottoms Chyler wore his t shirt she laid on top of basically. "Come
Brady get outta the fuckin' pocket.." John yelled. Throwing popcorn at screen.
"wake up my children and you die boy....and stop pelting my boyfriend with
popcorn "You like funny lookin' men pretty baby... "yes I do be grateful..."
"hey!" "you left me wide open for that one baby. I had too." Chyler's phone rang
. "Hey... yeah...okay if your sure. Alright by see you at the party tomorrow."
she hung up "Ok what's wrong I know that face..." john said moving her hair
kissing her neck. " its just that Becca took the red eye an randy picked her
up..." "so maybe he just did a nice thing..." "honey..." Chyler said looking at
him like he was stupid. "OK so randy runs around on Sam like nobody's business
I'll give you that but I don't think Becca has in her to
cheat on Leland!" "do you forget how they got together in the first place
besides Becca has been spending a lot of time alone you know she gets itchy
feet that's why she liked working for me we stayed entertained she's lonely
Leland's been in Denver a lot. I know she gets overwhelmed with Jessica too."
"The child is almost four she should be past the first time mom jitters by now.
You do just fine with our two by yourself..." "Not everyone functions like I do
johnny."
"Now... about the promise..." she said rolling over she kissed his collar bone
running her tongue along the well defined tendon.. she slid further down his
body peppering his chest with kisses. "Pretty baby... the game..." he said his
voice thick as she lightly ringed his nipple with her tongue. "lets see just how
long you can concentrate on the game big boy." Chyler joked. She worked her way
lower licking the creases in his abs. He growled "What's the score baby? She
teased as her hand brushed his growing erection. She toyed with the was band of
his pajama bottoms. "Want me to blow you?" she inquired playfully. He nodded.
His eyes closed as freed him. " say it." she said closing her hand around the
thicks shaft. "Suck my cock." he he hissed through gritted "oh bossy tonight are
we...ask nicely." "Please suck my cock." he said said cheekily grinning at her.
Soon the bell end of his dick was in cased in her warm wet
mouth as she worked the shaft with her hard and fast making swirling circles
with her tongue all over the deep red head of him. she took all ofhim in her
mouth then backed off slowly doing it again again changing her pace as she so
chose. Getting him almost there the stopping cold and jerking him off. Playing
with his balls the way she knew he liked. "Fuck it I tap..." he hit the coffee
table hard. " lay back..." he comanded he got up shucked his pants. He tossed
her legs over his shoulders. "Pats win by two..." she told him pulling her shirt
off. "Good to know .he said ripping her underwear away. He he rammed into her
warm and waiting body. His force and the tightness the position caused took her
breath away... he looked up at how big her eyes had gotten. "Sorry babe..."
"Don't be..." she breathed. "God John move..." his stokes were slow and shallow
at first he time he pulled out he was covered in her fluids. He could feel
her g-spot each time he made passes in and out of her body. She was making
sweet little helpless sounds . "Harder please..." she begged. He pushed int to
the hilt a groan rumbling deeply from his chest "ARGHHHHHHHHHH" she growled
each time he pulled out and drove back in the more wetness he took with him.
"Yeah right there baby..." she whispered as he drove her higher and higher
closer to edge. "I cant kiss you this way...I don't like it" john said. "I'll
kiss you later just don't stop.." she replied she was flushed shaky and sweating
hot and cold chills rolling through her body the force and speed the orgasm hit
caught her off guard she her whole body locked forcing his orgasm to follow. He
groaned releasing deeply into her as her orgasm continued. It was almost painful
as she was still locked in the orgasm... "Baby you ok..." she gave a little high
pitched scream. She started to to relax.. "well the word wow comes to
mind...." Chyler said laughing "thats one word for it." john replied

AT TATUM'S BIRTHDAY PARTY

Chyler noticed that Becca and randy had disappeared.
"I swear to god if they are having sex in our bed they will die." Chyler
whispered. to john while making hamburger patties.
"they wouldn't." she shot him another are you stupid look.
"ok so you have a point ."he whispered back.
"My grandma is setting on the couch we defiled last night." he said making
Chyler laugh loudly calling everyones attention to them. " Inside joke..."
Chyler smiled as john saw them slip downstairs unseen one behind the other. John
saw the hardy boys tossing a crystal vase back forth between them. "be right
back." he said quickly kissing her cheek and went to rescue her water ford
crystal.
"Becca I need your help!" Chyler said. "Slice the veggies please..." she said
as Becca came over dropping to a whisper she said. "It wasn't in my bed was it?"
"Once in Tahiti and you don't let us live it down."
"It is for love or for fun?"
"Nothings happening!"
"yeah right at least do me the courtesy of being truthful!"
"Ok its just that he gets to me..."
"No one knows that better than me... how long?"
"Just started...."
"who's being toyed with this time him or you?"
"I don't know I hope neither of us."
"well you know I'm not going to say anything I never do just please don't put me
in a position to lie to Sam or Leland. And remember you have more than just you
on the line now you have Jessie to worry about... oh god Jessie is Leland's
right?"
"yes... duh!"
"just checking!"
"Well come we'll finish talking about it tomorrow when john takes the girls on
the pukey rides! Lets get in pool... John everything is ready to be put on the
grill baby.!"

they turned to see randy holding Tatum upside down shaking her. "since you are
turning five I know you got five bucks off the old man! Give it up!" Tatum
rolled with laughter. "Stop shaking my baby down randy!" Chyler exclaimed.
Watching him with Tatum made miss her miss him not the wrestler or they play boy
just the guy!