"Hunter I can't believe you invited HER to the party? What are you thinking?? Are you feeling OK? God the party is going to be ruined!"
"Steph! Can you please just shut up! Trish works for the same company as we do. I am inviting everyone from the company. I'm not going to leave one out just because you don't like her!" He slammed the door behind him putting his breifcase down.
"Hunter, I can't believe you sometimes. Do you even remember who the hell I am? Ughhhhh!" she went into the bathroom and slammed the door.
Hunter removed his clothing until he was naked and climbed into bed with his laptop. He wanted to go online and see what was being said with the latest wrestling gossip. Every site somehow was predicting outcomes for Wrestlemania. And almost every site was predicting something with Hunter and Trish. He came across one headline that caught his attention. "Hunter and Steph uproar in hotel". He shook his head in disbelief. What happened downstairs twenty minutes ago was already posted on the internet. "Do these people have lives?" he said. He rummaged through the gossip and got a good laugh out of it. The reporter stated that Trish had smacked Stephanie. "Sometimes I wish someone would." The bathroom door opened and Stephanie walked out.
She walked to the bed slow, taking her time, trying to pronounce each step. Her bare feet sank into the carpet as she came closer and closer. Hunter was still looking at his laptop when Stephanie made it to the bed. She put her hand on his arm and he looked up at her. "Steph..."
"Enough of that," she said as she lowered the lid of the notepad computer. She sat down beside him and Hunter moved over slightly. Stephanie moved closer to him and leaned into his chest, her hands on his biceps. Hunter cocked an eye at her. "What are you doing?" he asked her. Stephanie just hushed him and pressed her lips against his. She took one hand from his arm and pushed the computer off of him. Stephanie climbed over Hunter's lap, straddling him. With one swift motion, she removed her camisole, and perched naked on him.
Hunter was only half into it until Stephanie's hands wrapped around his manhood. He immediately came to attention as she began to stroke him. Hunter moaned as Stephanie leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. Her tongue snaked out and he opened his mouth, letting the hot organ inside. He brought his hands up to her breasts, kneading them. Quickly, Hunter rolled her over and looked down at her. The smirk on her face turned him on, even though it wasn't really for him. He's mine, bitch, she thought as Hunter's head bent down and his mouth enveloped one of her nipples. His hand slid between her legs and rubbed her mound gently. He slid a finger inside of her and her back arched. He added another and she moaned, "Hunter... yeah..."
Hunter moved to the other breast as he removed his fingers. He brought his hands up and looked at Stephanie as he put the digits into her mouth. She sucked hard and he groaned. Hunter moved between her legs as she opened wide for him. The head of his thickness played at her entrance. "Eat your heart out, Stratus," Stephanie muttered and Hunter stopped. Stephanie looked at him, shocked. "Hunter! Why... what..."
"What did you just say?" He began to move away from her.
"I... I didnt' say..."
"God, Stephanie! You really are a jealous... I can't believe you!" He climbed off of the bed and moved around the room until he found his pants. He slid them on, sans underwear, and pulled up the zipper. Stephanie watched him, appauled, as he threw on a shirt. He cast a disgusted glance at her.
"Hunter! What are you doing!"
"You just don't know when to shut up, do you? You just have to ruin... ugh!" He snatched the door open.
"Where are you going!"
"None of your fucking business!" And he let the door fall closed behind him.
"Steph! Can you please just shut up! Trish works for the same company as we do. I am inviting everyone from the company. I'm not going to leave one out just because you don't like her!" He slammed the door behind him putting his breifcase down.
"Hunter, I can't believe you sometimes. Do you even remember who the hell I am? Ughhhhh!" she went into the bathroom and slammed the door.
Hunter removed his clothing until he was naked and climbed into bed with his laptop. He wanted to go online and see what was being said with the latest wrestling gossip. Every site somehow was predicting outcomes for Wrestlemania. And almost every site was predicting something with Hunter and Trish. He came across one headline that caught his attention. "Hunter and Steph uproar in hotel". He shook his head in disbelief. What happened downstairs twenty minutes ago was already posted on the internet. "Do these people have lives?" he said. He rummaged through the gossip and got a good laugh out of it. The reporter stated that Trish had smacked Stephanie. "Sometimes I wish someone would." The bathroom door opened and Stephanie walked out.
She walked to the bed slow, taking her time, trying to pronounce each step. Her bare feet sank into the carpet as she came closer and closer. Hunter was still looking at his laptop when Stephanie made it to the bed. She put her hand on his arm and he looked up at her. "Steph..."
"Enough of that," she said as she lowered the lid of the notepad computer. She sat down beside him and Hunter moved over slightly. Stephanie moved closer to him and leaned into his chest, her hands on his biceps. Hunter cocked an eye at her. "What are you doing?" he asked her. Stephanie just hushed him and pressed her lips against his. She took one hand from his arm and pushed the computer off of him. Stephanie climbed over Hunter's lap, straddling him. With one swift motion, she removed her camisole, and perched naked on him.
Hunter was only half into it until Stephanie's hands wrapped around his manhood. He immediately came to attention as she began to stroke him. Hunter moaned as Stephanie leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. Her tongue snaked out and he opened his mouth, letting the hot organ inside. He brought his hands up to her breasts, kneading them. Quickly, Hunter rolled her over and looked down at her. The smirk on her face turned him on, even though it wasn't really for him. He's mine, bitch, she thought as Hunter's head bent down and his mouth enveloped one of her nipples. His hand slid between her legs and rubbed her mound gently. He slid a finger inside of her and her back arched. He added another and she moaned, "Hunter... yeah..."
Hunter moved to the other breast as he removed his fingers. He brought his hands up and looked at Stephanie as he put the digits into her mouth. She sucked hard and he groaned. Hunter moved between her legs as she opened wide for him. The head of his thickness played at her entrance. "Eat your heart out, Stratus," Stephanie muttered and Hunter stopped. Stephanie looked at him, shocked. "Hunter! Why... what..."
"What did you just say?" He began to move away from her.
"I... I didnt' say..."
"God, Stephanie! You really are a jealous... I can't believe you!" He climbed off of the bed and moved around the room until he found his pants. He slid them on, sans underwear, and pulled up the zipper. Stephanie watched him, appauled, as he threw on a shirt. He cast a disgusted glance at her.
"Hunter! What are you doing!"
"You just don't know when to shut up, do you? You just have to ruin... ugh!" He snatched the door open.
"Where are you going!"
"None of your fucking business!" And he let the door fall closed behind him.