The return e-mail from Mark was filled with happy news. It seemed his wife Michelle was two months pregnant with their first child. Glenn smiled as he read through the note a second time. He was truly happy for his best friend. If any man deserved to find some semblance of happiness, it was Mark. Glenn had stood by and watched as his friend went through not one but two very difficult divorces in the time they had known each other. But, Michelle he thought was the perfect woman for Mark. Unlike his previous wives, she had worked in the WWE herself. That gave her one hell of an advantage in understanding Mark's hectic life.

Perhaps the fact that AJ also worked in the company was a good thing he pondered as he stared at the e-mail intently. It would keep her close to him at all times, so he would be able to keep an eye on her. It wasn't that he didn't trust her. No, he just didn't trust all of the men in the company. He knew well that many of the wrestlers he worked with would jump at a chance to have AJ. No way in hell was he gonna give her up now that he had her. Suddenly chock slamming every man in the locker room seemed like a very good idea.

Glenn's head shot up from the laptop when AJ's voice came from the kitchen, interrupting his trial of thoughts. Apparently breakfast was ready. "I'll be there in a minute", he announced, shutting the laptop down.

Walking into the kitchen, and viewing the object of his desire serving breakfast in the nude sent all thoughts of jealousy and anything else that wasn't AJ quickly from his mind. Like any red blooded man, his eyes narrowed and his cock became erect. He pulled off his unzipped jeans and stepped out of them waiting for his woman to turn around.

"I see you're hungry", AJ said with a cocky smile when she turned and glanced in his direction, dishing out bacon onto the plate in front of him. Glenn grunted. "Come feed me then", he said catching the double entendre in her statement. AJ's cheeks turned a bright shade of pink, which he thought was absolutely adorable. How she could still blush around him considering everything he had done to her in the past two weeks he found interesting. Hell , just last night he had taken her three times before finally letting her go to sleep. He'd sucked her pussy, she'd ridden his cock, he'd taken her both from the front and back, and every which way he could imagine. Yet after all of that she still managed to blush. It was just too goddamned adorable, he thought grimly.

"Yes master", AJ said after placing the bacon pan back on the stove top. She washed her hands in the sink, then wiped them dry on a towel hanging from the counter. "Just let me grab a fork."

"Come here AJ", Glenn ordered. His mix matched eyes trialed over her rounded ass, and when she turned around to face him, her freshly trimmed pubic hair. "Come sit on my lap."

"Okay", she whispered. AJ moved to sit down on his knee. He growled, shaking his bald head. "Sit on my lap not my damn knee." She blushed again, but did as she was told. "like this?", she asked straddling him. She threw her arms around his neck, pushing her breasts up into his line of vision. "Just about", he said with arousal. "I have the perfect seat for you. You're guaranteed not to fall off." AJ giggled and he smiled at the sound. "Sit on it", he said thickly, his arousal turning serious. "Now"

AJ's breath caught in the very back of her throat as she sank down onto his cock and took him inside her warm channel. A hiss moved pass his gritted teeth at the exquisite feel of her tight little pussy wrapped around him. He could stay like this forever, Glenn thought as he was buried ten inches deep inside the woman of his dreams. Bending his head to her breasts he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He lapped at it at a leisurely pace. She shivered, and a small moan escaped from between her lips. "Feed me", he said. AJ blinked, and took in a deep breath. Moving her small hips, she began to push them back and forth, riding up and down on his long cock as she stabbed a pancake on his plate with a fork. "I believe that this may require more coordination," she rasped out. "It's a skill any good sex slave should have," he replayed.

She stooped riding him suddenly. Her eyes narrowed on him almost accusingly. "There have been others before me," she asked shrilly. Her reaction caused his heart to do back flips inside his chest. His eyes widened a little bit. The knowledge that AJ was jealous made him feel good. She didn't want another woman touching him then? That thought pleased him.

"No," Glenn admitted, his eyes staring deeply into hers. "You're the first and you will be the last."

That was more of an emotional confession than he had ever made to anyone before, so he was more than a little relieved when she smiled and started to ride him once more. She shoved a forkful of food into his mouth and slammed down hard onto his lap. Glenn tried to concentrate on chewing so not to chock, but at the moment all he wanted to do was take her back into the bedroom and fuck her like his life depended on it. Yet he knew they both needed to eat sometime, and the food was hot. "You eat some of that too," He said. "Trust me when I say you'll need the energy."

But AJ had a different plan. She was completely worked up. Glenn heard the sound of the fork hitting the plate as she dropped it from her hand. A second later, she wrapped her arms around his neck again, throwing her head back as she bounced away on top of him. She moaned and groaned with each deep thrust of her hips. He just about came from watching her breasts jiggle. The sound of her wet pussy repeatedly suctioning his cock inside her made him forget all about eating. "The goddamn pancakes can fucking wait," he growled.