**Brock's night out**
Brock, Shelton, Trish and Jenna arrive at this very hot nightclub and it was definitely a local hot spot. The music was pumping and it appeared that the drinks were flowing. "C'mon boys, let's get a drink to start the evening off with." Jenna purred.
Shelton had a big smile, "Sounds good to me ladies."
They walked up to the bar and ordered some drinks. One of Trish's favorite songs came on and Trish grabbed Brock's hand, "We have to go dance." Trish grabbed her drink and slammed the rest of it.
Shelton glanced at Brock and they both slammed the rest of their drinks. "Ok, let's go." Brock replied.
Trish led Brock out to the dance floor and they began to dance. Shelton took Jenna's hand and led her out there as well and they began to dance.
Later on in the evening, the song Dirrty by Christina Aguilera came on. This was many, many drinks later, the girls got excited.
Trish clung to Brock and began to dirty dance with him and he dirty danced right back. They were all over each other.
Shelton grinned, and he was all over Jenna.
At the end of the song, Jenna kissed Shelton with a pretty passionate kiss, he had succeeded in turning her on which had been his goal. Trish looked on, "We can do better then that, and grabbed Brock and laid a pretty passionate kiss on him." The dirty dancing with Trish had succeeded in making him hard and Trish was able to feel it and she was thriving off of that.
Both guys looked at each other with shocked looks. "Let's go get another drink." Jenna said.
So they all went and walked to a table and Shelton came back with drinks. They sat around the table. "I have a great idea!" Jenna said excitedly. "Let's go back to the hotel and play games. They have room service, there will be plenty to drink. Trish and I know all sorts of games to play." Jenna purred.
Shelton looked at Brock and smiled, "C'mon man, I just know that this is the sign of having a good night."
"Oh alright, let's go." Brock broke down.
Brock was still feeling a little shaken up by the fact that Trish had kissed him, and he kissed back. He felt guilty. So while the girls were up front gabbing about what all they could do at the room, he called Steph just to make sure she was ok. Shelton thought he was nuts.
Paul had taken over the driving because Steph was tired, even though it's customary for all parties in the vehicle to stay awake out of respect for the one driving, Paul told her to go to sleep. So Steph laid back and was still holding Paul's hand, and drifted off to sleep. He glanced over and couldn't believe how beautiful she was.
Steph's cell phone rang, and Paul didn't want it to wake Steph up so he answered it. "Hello?"
"Is Steph there?" Brock asked, not recognizing the voice.
"She's sleeping, can I take a message?" Paul responded not recognizing the voice.
"Who's this?" Brock asked a little bit angered.
"Paul, who's this?" Paul responded with a sterner voice.
"I'll call back." Brock answered and hung up. "I can't believe it."
Shelton looked over at him, "What?"
"Paul just answered Steph's cell phone. He said that she was sleeping. Why does he have her phone and how would he know that she's sleeping unless they're together?"
Shelton shook his head, "Maybe it's not like it seems." He said cautiously.
Brock was intensely upset. He knew that she had been kind of stressed lately and she knew that he wasn't completely happy about the baby, but why did that have to drive her back to him?
Brock looked at Shelton, "We're going to have a good night tonight."
Shelton smiled a big pimp smile, "Oh hell yeah we are."
They arrived at the hotel and headed up to Trish's room and ordered a few bottles of different liquors and some pop for mixed drinks. They decided to play a game of monopoly and everytime someone had to pay someone, they had to take a shot of tequila. Everytime someone landed on go they had to take a shot of Jack Daniels, everytime someone landed on free parking they had to do a shot of parrot bay.
After a very long game of drunk monopoly, Brock was feeling the effects of the alcohol, as was Shelton. Jenna jumped up, "let's play strip poker." Just then Brock's cell phone rang, he answered in a very drunk voice, "mmm..hello?"
"Hi honey, it's me, what are you doing?" Steph asked.
"Oh Shelton and I decided to have a few drinks and we're going to fly into Smackdown instead of driving." Brock started to explain. "So what are you doing with Paul?" Brock asked in a sarcastic yet drunk tone.
"Driving to Smackdown. We had a long talk and went out to dinner with some old friends. Why?" Steph asked a little bit irritated.
"Oh just curious as to why he's answering your phone while you were sleeping next to him." Brock responded with a sterner tone.
"What are you trying to insinuate Brock? Don't you trust me?" Steph hounded back.
Just as Brock was responding Trish said to Brock quite loudly, "Your hand lost, take off your pants stud."
"Was that Trish telling you to take off your pants?" Stephanie exploded. Paul looked over at her. "You're out with Trish?"
"Shelton and I went out with Trish and a friend of hers to have a few drinks and go dancing. You're out with Paul, what's the big deal remember?"
"Brock there is a big difference, I'm not telling Paul to take off his pants." Stephanie started to try and reason with him.
"No instead your sleeping with him and he just happens to answer your phone." Brock said back.
"I can't believe that you would accuse me of sleeping with him." Stephanie shot back. "I'm not the one who's out and about with a couple of ho."
Brock cut her off, "You can't talk about her like that, you don't know what she's like nor do you know what her friend is like. We're just here unwinding and having a good time."
Meanwhile while Brock was saying that, Steph could hear Trish in the background telling Brock that they're going to start playing truth or dare and she was dared to give him a lap dance so he needed sit down and have some fun and let her do all of the work.
Stephanie hollared back, "No Brock I do think that I know damn well what she's like, she ruined my marriage, and now she's doing it again. Have fun with your little whatever you call her." And Stephanie hung up and started crying. Paul pulled off the road and held her. "Steph, I'm sorry." Paul said.
"Why is she trying to ruin my life? What did I ever do to her?" Steph cried into his arms.
Meanwhile Brock threw his phone down. Grabbed the bottle of tequila and chugged some and looked at Shelton "lets go talk."
Shelton nodded and walked out of the room with him. "What was that all about man?"
Brock told him the whole story and how Trish is all over him, and he's all for a good time, but Trish has been taking it too far.
"Well, from the way it sounds, Steph just broke up with you, so go for it. What's the worse that could happen? You and Steph get back together and she never knows if you and Trish make it or not. Just cut loose and have fun." Shelton advised him using drunk man's logic.
"You're right, if she dumped me then we're not together anymore." Brock agreed, again using drunk man's logic.
They went back inside and Trish gave Brock a lap dance. She flashed him and grinded on him while Shelton and Jenna started to make out. Soon, Trish and Brock were up dirty dancing again, and they were all over each other. Shelton and Jenna disappeared into Shelton's room, which left Trish and Brock with the room all to themselves.
Paul and Steph stopped at a hotel for the night since Steph was in no mood to share in the driving and Paul felt really bad for her. Paul went in to get a room and all they had left was the honeymoon suite.
So Paul walked out to the car, "Well Steph, you and I got the last room available. It's the honeymoon suite."
Steph raised her eyebrows at him, "The honeymoon suite?"
"It's all they had left."
Steph was still crying a little bit, "That's fine. Let's go." She grabbed the bags so Paul could manage his crutches.
Paul looked at her, "You shouldn't be carrying those you know."
Steph stuck her tongue out at him and opened their room door and gasped. It was beautiful! There was rose petals laid out, floating candles that were lit, low light, there was soft music playing. Just as they shut the door and put their stuff out, there was a knock at the door. Steph answered it, and there was champagne and strawberries with chocolate on a cart and the person delivering it was dressed up and handed her a bouquet of roses, "Congratulations Mrs. Levesque, these are on the house."
Steph smiled and accepted them "Thank you very much." He bowed and Steph tipped him. And he left.
Paul came out of the bathroom and Steph was standing there with the flowers and the cart. "Um, What is that Steph?"
"This was brought for Mr. and Mrs Levesque." Steph replied laughing.
"Wow, that's nice. You should see the Jacuzzi. I think that sitting in that will make you feel better. "
"That does sound good, are you able to sit in it?" Steph asked. "We could order some food and relax."
"That sounds great." Paul responded.
Steph ordered them food while Paul got their stuff ready. Once the food came, Steph brought it in and started laughing. Paul had put bubble bath in the Jacuzzi and there were tons of bubbles!!
"I thought that I would do whatever it took to cheer you up." Paul answered. Paul was in boxers and Steph was wearing a sports bra and thong and they climbed into the Jacuzzi and began to to eat. Steph leaned on him and vented her frustrations about Brock and Trish. He just held her and dribbled her with bubbles. Finally Steph had finished crying and was starting to feel better.
"Paul it really means a lot to me that you would be here for me, thank you I really appreciate it." Steph said.
He hugged her, "Anytime Steph anytime."
They got out of the Jacuzzi and decided to share the bed. They used to be married, what was the harm? When the alarm went off a few hours later, Paul shut it off and noticed that Stephanie had snuggled into him and was holding his hand. He felt really bad for her. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was, he leaned down and gave her a little kiss on the forehead. "Time to wake up sleeping beauty." He said to her.
Steph opened her eyes, "I haven't heard you say that since,"
Paul cut her off, "Since the last morning we woke up together." He always used to wake her up that way, with a kiss and calling her sleeping beauty.
Steph smiled a little and got out of bed. "Can I borrow the one of your sweatshirts? They're always nice and comfy."
"Sure, go ahead."
Steph took a shower and came out in nothing but a towel and grabbed a pair of leggings and one of Paul's sweatshirts.
"Can I ask you to do something that if you don't want to or feel uncomfortable you don't have to?" Paul asked sheepishly.
"What's that?" Steph asked curiously.
"Well, last night I forgot about this, but I was wondering if you would, if I could." Paul stammered.
"What?!?"
"Could I see what you look like pregnant? Without your shirt covering?" Paul asked sheepishly.
Steph laughed, "Yes Paul, I don't mind, you can ask me." She went into the bathroom and came out in just her bra, a matching thong and socks. Steph had a slight curve to her tummy and a little fullness on her hips but nothing major. "I've only gained a few pounds." Stephanie said to him.
Paul reached out and ran his hand along her tummy lightly. "Do you feel it move yet?"
Steph had tears in her eyes, the only time that Brock ever acknowledged the fact that she was pregnant was if she brought it up. And the last time he felt her tummy was the night she told him. Paul had wanted a child so bad, but they never did succeed. He seemed so intrigued. "No, not yet." Steph replied softly.
Paul noticed that she had tears in her eyes, "What's wrong princess?"
"You seem more intrigued about the baby then Brock does." Steph replied wiping her eyes. She finished getting dressed. "We'd better hit the road." She said.
Paul shook his head and gave her a light hug. "I'll share your enthusiasm anytime you need someone to share it with."
Steph smiled. "Thanks."
And they headed to Smackdown.
Later that morning, Brock pounded on Shelton's door, "C'mon man, we need to head out if we're going to make our plane."
And they headed off to Smackdown.
**Sorry this chapter got so long. Hope everyone enjoyed it. What's going to happen when Brock and Steph see each other at Smackdown? We know Steph's side, but what did Brock and Trish do behind closed doors? Please Read and Review!!!**
Brock, Shelton, Trish and Jenna arrive at this very hot nightclub and it was definitely a local hot spot. The music was pumping and it appeared that the drinks were flowing. "C'mon boys, let's get a drink to start the evening off with." Jenna purred.
Shelton had a big smile, "Sounds good to me ladies."
They walked up to the bar and ordered some drinks. One of Trish's favorite songs came on and Trish grabbed Brock's hand, "We have to go dance." Trish grabbed her drink and slammed the rest of it.
Shelton glanced at Brock and they both slammed the rest of their drinks. "Ok, let's go." Brock replied.
Trish led Brock out to the dance floor and they began to dance. Shelton took Jenna's hand and led her out there as well and they began to dance.
Later on in the evening, the song Dirrty by Christina Aguilera came on. This was many, many drinks later, the girls got excited.
Trish clung to Brock and began to dirty dance with him and he dirty danced right back. They were all over each other.
Shelton grinned, and he was all over Jenna.
At the end of the song, Jenna kissed Shelton with a pretty passionate kiss, he had succeeded in turning her on which had been his goal. Trish looked on, "We can do better then that, and grabbed Brock and laid a pretty passionate kiss on him." The dirty dancing with Trish had succeeded in making him hard and Trish was able to feel it and she was thriving off of that.
Both guys looked at each other with shocked looks. "Let's go get another drink." Jenna said.
So they all went and walked to a table and Shelton came back with drinks. They sat around the table. "I have a great idea!" Jenna said excitedly. "Let's go back to the hotel and play games. They have room service, there will be plenty to drink. Trish and I know all sorts of games to play." Jenna purred.
Shelton looked at Brock and smiled, "C'mon man, I just know that this is the sign of having a good night."
"Oh alright, let's go." Brock broke down.
Brock was still feeling a little shaken up by the fact that Trish had kissed him, and he kissed back. He felt guilty. So while the girls were up front gabbing about what all they could do at the room, he called Steph just to make sure she was ok. Shelton thought he was nuts.
Paul had taken over the driving because Steph was tired, even though it's customary for all parties in the vehicle to stay awake out of respect for the one driving, Paul told her to go to sleep. So Steph laid back and was still holding Paul's hand, and drifted off to sleep. He glanced over and couldn't believe how beautiful she was.
Steph's cell phone rang, and Paul didn't want it to wake Steph up so he answered it. "Hello?"
"Is Steph there?" Brock asked, not recognizing the voice.
"She's sleeping, can I take a message?" Paul responded not recognizing the voice.
"Who's this?" Brock asked a little bit angered.
"Paul, who's this?" Paul responded with a sterner voice.
"I'll call back." Brock answered and hung up. "I can't believe it."
Shelton looked over at him, "What?"
"Paul just answered Steph's cell phone. He said that she was sleeping. Why does he have her phone and how would he know that she's sleeping unless they're together?"
Shelton shook his head, "Maybe it's not like it seems." He said cautiously.
Brock was intensely upset. He knew that she had been kind of stressed lately and she knew that he wasn't completely happy about the baby, but why did that have to drive her back to him?
Brock looked at Shelton, "We're going to have a good night tonight."
Shelton smiled a big pimp smile, "Oh hell yeah we are."
They arrived at the hotel and headed up to Trish's room and ordered a few bottles of different liquors and some pop for mixed drinks. They decided to play a game of monopoly and everytime someone had to pay someone, they had to take a shot of tequila. Everytime someone landed on go they had to take a shot of Jack Daniels, everytime someone landed on free parking they had to do a shot of parrot bay.
After a very long game of drunk monopoly, Brock was feeling the effects of the alcohol, as was Shelton. Jenna jumped up, "let's play strip poker." Just then Brock's cell phone rang, he answered in a very drunk voice, "mmm..hello?"
"Hi honey, it's me, what are you doing?" Steph asked.
"Oh Shelton and I decided to have a few drinks and we're going to fly into Smackdown instead of driving." Brock started to explain. "So what are you doing with Paul?" Brock asked in a sarcastic yet drunk tone.
"Driving to Smackdown. We had a long talk and went out to dinner with some old friends. Why?" Steph asked a little bit irritated.
"Oh just curious as to why he's answering your phone while you were sleeping next to him." Brock responded with a sterner tone.
"What are you trying to insinuate Brock? Don't you trust me?" Steph hounded back.
Just as Brock was responding Trish said to Brock quite loudly, "Your hand lost, take off your pants stud."
"Was that Trish telling you to take off your pants?" Stephanie exploded. Paul looked over at her. "You're out with Trish?"
"Shelton and I went out with Trish and a friend of hers to have a few drinks and go dancing. You're out with Paul, what's the big deal remember?"
"Brock there is a big difference, I'm not telling Paul to take off his pants." Stephanie started to try and reason with him.
"No instead your sleeping with him and he just happens to answer your phone." Brock said back.
"I can't believe that you would accuse me of sleeping with him." Stephanie shot back. "I'm not the one who's out and about with a couple of ho."
Brock cut her off, "You can't talk about her like that, you don't know what she's like nor do you know what her friend is like. We're just here unwinding and having a good time."
Meanwhile while Brock was saying that, Steph could hear Trish in the background telling Brock that they're going to start playing truth or dare and she was dared to give him a lap dance so he needed sit down and have some fun and let her do all of the work.
Stephanie hollared back, "No Brock I do think that I know damn well what she's like, she ruined my marriage, and now she's doing it again. Have fun with your little whatever you call her." And Stephanie hung up and started crying. Paul pulled off the road and held her. "Steph, I'm sorry." Paul said.
"Why is she trying to ruin my life? What did I ever do to her?" Steph cried into his arms.
Meanwhile Brock threw his phone down. Grabbed the bottle of tequila and chugged some and looked at Shelton "lets go talk."
Shelton nodded and walked out of the room with him. "What was that all about man?"
Brock told him the whole story and how Trish is all over him, and he's all for a good time, but Trish has been taking it too far.
"Well, from the way it sounds, Steph just broke up with you, so go for it. What's the worse that could happen? You and Steph get back together and she never knows if you and Trish make it or not. Just cut loose and have fun." Shelton advised him using drunk man's logic.
"You're right, if she dumped me then we're not together anymore." Brock agreed, again using drunk man's logic.
They went back inside and Trish gave Brock a lap dance. She flashed him and grinded on him while Shelton and Jenna started to make out. Soon, Trish and Brock were up dirty dancing again, and they were all over each other. Shelton and Jenna disappeared into Shelton's room, which left Trish and Brock with the room all to themselves.
Paul and Steph stopped at a hotel for the night since Steph was in no mood to share in the driving and Paul felt really bad for her. Paul went in to get a room and all they had left was the honeymoon suite.
So Paul walked out to the car, "Well Steph, you and I got the last room available. It's the honeymoon suite."
Steph raised her eyebrows at him, "The honeymoon suite?"
"It's all they had left."
Steph was still crying a little bit, "That's fine. Let's go." She grabbed the bags so Paul could manage his crutches.
Paul looked at her, "You shouldn't be carrying those you know."
Steph stuck her tongue out at him and opened their room door and gasped. It was beautiful! There was rose petals laid out, floating candles that were lit, low light, there was soft music playing. Just as they shut the door and put their stuff out, there was a knock at the door. Steph answered it, and there was champagne and strawberries with chocolate on a cart and the person delivering it was dressed up and handed her a bouquet of roses, "Congratulations Mrs. Levesque, these are on the house."
Steph smiled and accepted them "Thank you very much." He bowed and Steph tipped him. And he left.
Paul came out of the bathroom and Steph was standing there with the flowers and the cart. "Um, What is that Steph?"
"This was brought for Mr. and Mrs Levesque." Steph replied laughing.
"Wow, that's nice. You should see the Jacuzzi. I think that sitting in that will make you feel better. "
"That does sound good, are you able to sit in it?" Steph asked. "We could order some food and relax."
"That sounds great." Paul responded.
Steph ordered them food while Paul got their stuff ready. Once the food came, Steph brought it in and started laughing. Paul had put bubble bath in the Jacuzzi and there were tons of bubbles!!
"I thought that I would do whatever it took to cheer you up." Paul answered. Paul was in boxers and Steph was wearing a sports bra and thong and they climbed into the Jacuzzi and began to to eat. Steph leaned on him and vented her frustrations about Brock and Trish. He just held her and dribbled her with bubbles. Finally Steph had finished crying and was starting to feel better.
"Paul it really means a lot to me that you would be here for me, thank you I really appreciate it." Steph said.
He hugged her, "Anytime Steph anytime."
They got out of the Jacuzzi and decided to share the bed. They used to be married, what was the harm? When the alarm went off a few hours later, Paul shut it off and noticed that Stephanie had snuggled into him and was holding his hand. He felt really bad for her. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was, he leaned down and gave her a little kiss on the forehead. "Time to wake up sleeping beauty." He said to her.
Steph opened her eyes, "I haven't heard you say that since,"
Paul cut her off, "Since the last morning we woke up together." He always used to wake her up that way, with a kiss and calling her sleeping beauty.
Steph smiled a little and got out of bed. "Can I borrow the one of your sweatshirts? They're always nice and comfy."
"Sure, go ahead."
Steph took a shower and came out in nothing but a towel and grabbed a pair of leggings and one of Paul's sweatshirts.
"Can I ask you to do something that if you don't want to or feel uncomfortable you don't have to?" Paul asked sheepishly.
"What's that?" Steph asked curiously.
"Well, last night I forgot about this, but I was wondering if you would, if I could." Paul stammered.
"What?!?"
"Could I see what you look like pregnant? Without your shirt covering?" Paul asked sheepishly.
Steph laughed, "Yes Paul, I don't mind, you can ask me." She went into the bathroom and came out in just her bra, a matching thong and socks. Steph had a slight curve to her tummy and a little fullness on her hips but nothing major. "I've only gained a few pounds." Stephanie said to him.
Paul reached out and ran his hand along her tummy lightly. "Do you feel it move yet?"
Steph had tears in her eyes, the only time that Brock ever acknowledged the fact that she was pregnant was if she brought it up. And the last time he felt her tummy was the night she told him. Paul had wanted a child so bad, but they never did succeed. He seemed so intrigued. "No, not yet." Steph replied softly.
Paul noticed that she had tears in her eyes, "What's wrong princess?"
"You seem more intrigued about the baby then Brock does." Steph replied wiping her eyes. She finished getting dressed. "We'd better hit the road." She said.
Paul shook his head and gave her a light hug. "I'll share your enthusiasm anytime you need someone to share it with."
Steph smiled. "Thanks."
And they headed to Smackdown.
Later that morning, Brock pounded on Shelton's door, "C'mon man, we need to head out if we're going to make our plane."
And they headed off to Smackdown.
**Sorry this chapter got so long. Hope everyone enjoyed it. What's going to happen when Brock and Steph see each other at Smackdown? We know Steph's side, but what did Brock and Trish do behind closed doors? Please Read and Review!!!**
