I arrived at WWE headquarters Thursday morning not my usual happy self. What was the point of being happy? I didn't have my Game waiting for me in his office. It was just going to be me in my office working away. I remembered what Paul had told me that it was good to get this initial separation out of the way early and after getting home Wednesday evening and thinking it over and getting some sleep in my own bed, I realized that he was right. I parked my Kia that thankfully got me to work in one piece after a couple of coughs and sputters. I turned off the wonderful sounds of Brandy and climbed out of the car. I had decided on a subtle suit for today, a black skirt suit seemed appropriate. I entered headquarters, got a cup of coffee and got in the elevator and rode to the 15th floor. Once I got off, I made my way down the hall and towards my office. As I sipped my coffee, my briefcase in my other hand, I looked up to see someone coming down the hall towards me. My heart sunk down to my feet and I almost dropped my cup of coffee. Coming right towards me, with a look on her face like she wanted to kill me was Stephanie McMahon. What a way to start my morning. Fantastic. I decided to play it cool. Maybe she wouldn't say anything to me. I finished my coffee and tossed the cup away. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for my first interaction with Stephanie.

"Good morning, Ms. McMahon." I said giving her a cheerful smile. She stopped dead in her tracks and glared at me. Fuck. This wasn't going to go well at all.

"Excuse you. It's Mrs. Levesque. For your information, I am still married to Paul, whether he wants to believe it or not."

"Very well then, ma'am. I was just on my way to my office. Have a good day." I start to walk away but I feel a hand grasp my arm and pull me back. Oh great. Stephanie turned me around so I was facing her. She looked me up and down, a look of annoyance and disgust on her face.

"I've seen you around here a few times. You're Leyna, right?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"You're his new assistant, aren't you?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Hmph. Paul isn't that busy to need an assistant." Stephanie said glaring at me and my outfit. "Tell me, Leyna, what's it like for Paul to have a hooker in a skirt suit for hired help?" She gave me an evil smile and stood her looking at me waiting for a response.

I glared at her, seething. I wanted to punch her in her smug face, bash her head in the wall. Anything. Hooker in a skirt suit? Really bitch? Did she realized that she was standing in front of a woman that graduated with the highest honors from every college that she attended? I was also pretty sure that Miss Stephanie didn't have a 3.925 GPA either. I wanted to respond. I wanted to yell at her. I wanted to show her who she was dealing with but I remembered what Paul told me. This is what he warned me about. She would try to get in my head. I did a mental exercise to calm my nerves. I promised Paul that I would play it cool. I looked Stephanie up and down and smirked, indicating silently that I wasn't impressed at all. I pulled my arm from her grasp with slightly more force than was needed and proceeded to head to my office to get started on my work.

I must have used all the anger that I had for Stephanie and channeled it into getting all of the work that Paul wanted me to get done for NXT finished. I had all of it completed and triple checked for accuracy. I even had time to work on two reports that I needed to tighten up. I doubled checked the numbers in the Excel document for accuracy and then submitted them off. I then went to the emails that Paul had sent me throughout the day to work on. I quickly took care of those and sent back the ones that needed to go back to him. I took a look at my agenda and checked to see if there was anything else that I could get done so I didn't have to come into work on Friday. I saw that I needed to type up a report and notes for Paul to review. I quickly got to work on that. Once I was finished typing the five page report and making sure that it was free of errors, I printed off the report and placed it in a report folder. I needed to place that one on Paul's desk for him to review. I shut down my laptop and grabbed my bag and prepared to leave. I locked my door and headed down the hall into Paul's office. I felt a slight twinge of pain. I really wished that he was here. I walked over to his desk and sat down. I placed the folder on his desk and sat there for a moment and just enjoyed the scent of his cologne that lingered. The cologne got me thinking of something that I could do to surprise Paul in the morning. I grabbed a pad of paper that was on the desk and a pen. I wrote in my swirly cursive handwriting a simple message:

While you were out: I missed my Game….

I finished the note off with kiss and a slight spray of my Japanese cherry blossom body spray that I was wearing. I was quite proud of myself. I placed the note inside the drawer of his desk so it would be the first thing that he saw. I headed back down the hallway into my office and headed out the door and locked it behind me. I headed for my car and climbed in, this time the sounds of Jodeci greeted me. Damn this mix CD. I instantly changed the song until I got to one by Drake. The last thing I wanted to listen to was Jodeci's Freeken You, especially when the person that I wanted to do that with was very far away from me. I sighed again and left work with only a few sputters and hiccups from my Kia. One of these days, I was getting a new car.

I arrived at home about two hours later. Traffic was a pain and I didn't feel like cooking when I got home so I stopped and got a grilled chicken salad, which was different than my usual fare of a pork tenderloin sandwich and fries. I arrived home and headed upstairs to my bedroom to change into something more comfortable. Once I was in a pair of shorts and a tank top, I headed back downstairs and turned on my sound system. I loved my sound system. It was the present to myself for graduating college. I loved my McIntosh Reference Music system. I had Bose speakers throughout my apartment so I could have music flow everywhere. It was an investment but I loved it. I sat down on the couch and turned on my music. I decided on something simple for tonight, I chose to go to the British Invasion Pandora channel and was pleased to be greeted with a block of Beatles songs. I smiled and sang along as I ate my salad and sipped on my diet Dr. Pepper.

Halfway through my meal, my cellphone buzzed. I knew it wasn't a calendar change. I unlocked my phone and saw that I had a new text and it was from Paul. I smiled as I read the message.

Paul: Hey Leyna. Hope I'm not disturbing you from your work.

He thought I was still at work. Oh, how surprised he was about to be.

Me: Hey my Game. I'm actually at home. Sitting on my couch having dinner. Work is all done.

Paul: It is? You got everything for NXT done?

Me: Why are you surprised? Yes, everything is done. Triple checked for accuracy. The accounting report is completed. Emails have been answered and sent back to you if needed. And the report that you needed me to write up is also done.

Paul: You got all that done in one day.

Me: Yes I did.

Paul: You are incredible, babe.

Me: So you have told me on a few occasions. ;) What are you doing right now?

Paul: Waiting for this meeting before the house show to start. Figured I would check in with you.

Me: Sounds boring. I think you would have more fun if I were there.

Paul: I know I would have more fun. You said you were on your couch. What are you wearing?

Me: A pair of black shorts and a purple tank top. My hair's in a ponytail.

Paul: How short are the shorts?

Me: They are short. Do you want proof?

Paul: You know me so well. Make it quick. The meeting is going to start soon.

I put my salad down on the table and walked over to the mirror that was on my door. I did a quick little pose with my ass sticking out showing off how short the shorts were. Once I was satisfied with the picture, I sent it.

Me: Picture is sent. Hope you like it.

Paul: God…Leyna.

Me: Yes? Does my ass looks like it needs a little spanking? ;)

Paul: Fuck…meeting is starting. This isn't over. We will talk later.

I grinned as I put my phone down and went back to my dinner. That's right. I had him worked up this time. I couldn't wait for the meeting to be over and for the next round of messages.

I didn't do much on Friday. I did some grocery shopping and some cleaning around my house. Considering today was Saturday, I didn't want do much of anything. I did a few more errands. Bought some new clothes, a few new suits and took the Kia in for an oil change. I even decided to head down to a gym and I actually did an hour workout. Paul would be so proud of me. My muscles on the other hand were very upset with me. When I got home I made a nice little dinner of grilled chicken and some veggies, again, something that I wouldn't usually eat but it was actually very tasty. Perhaps some of Paul's healthy habits were rubbing off on me? Lord knows my body needed it. I did a little more cleaning of my house and checked the work email from home to see if there was anything that I needed to tend to. There wasn't anything, to my happiness. I spent the rest of the evening doing some reading while my music played in the background, otherwise my usual Saturday evening.

I was upstairs lying in my bed watching Cutthroat Kitchen and laughing along with Alton Brown at another one of his sabotages. I had taken a nice warm shower and was now enjoying one of my favorite shows. The judge was just about to announce who was eliminated when my phone buzzed again. I reached on my nightstand and grabbed it. I already knew who it was.

Paul: My mind, my heart and especially my dick all belong to you.

Hmm, it was going to be like this, huh?

Me: That's right. All 9.5 inches of it. ;)

Paul: Would you have it any other way?

Me: Well yes. I would love to have it inside of me right now. I'm in the perfect place for it too. I'm in my bed.

Paul: What are you wearing to bed tonight?

Me: Not much. Just a bra and your favorite a skimpy little thong. Would you like a pic? I took one when I got dressed.

Paul: Yes. Send it now.

Me: You got it, baby.

I went to my pics and sent the picture of me in the bathroom wearing my purple and black bra and the matching thong. I also decided to throw in another little surprise. I quickly sent them and awaited the response.

Paul: Leyna, baby. You are killing me over here. Fuck.

Me: What's wrong my Game? The second one is just me lying in bed after getting out of the shower.

Paul: I can see what you're doing with your fingers.

Me: Maybe I'm wishing my fingers were really your 9.5 inside of me.

Paul: Don't say that. You're killing me.

Me: But why? I miss you, baby

Paul: Because I miss you more. A lot more.

I was soon greeted with a picture of my own.

Me: Oh, I need to be there to help you with that issue, baby. Are you at the hotel now?

Paul: Yeah, all alone.

Me: That's a shame. I should be there with you. You could have your way with me.

Paul: Leyna…damn it…

Me: Something wrong baby?

Paul: Is your laptop near you?

Me: Yeah. Why?

Paul: This isn't cutting it. I need to see it in real time. Turn your laptop on.

Slightly confused, I climbed out of bed and went to my laptop and turned it on. Once I saw the blinking icon on my Skype menu, everything started to click. I giggled as I brought my laptop over to the bed and turned my bedside lamp on.

"Well hello there."

"There you are. I had to see you Leyna, I'm sorry." Paul said.

"What's to be sorry about? Our conversation did get a little heated."

" A little? Did you not get the picture that I sent you?"

"Oh, I got it, baby. I still wish I could take care of that for you."

"You kind of can."

"How?"

You know the picture you sent me earlier? Of you and your fingers?"

"Yes,"

"Recreate that. Only I want to watch you."

"Oh really?" This was new territory for me.

"If you're not okay with it, then we don't have to."

"Will it make you happy?"

"Yes."

"Will it get you off watching me play with myself while I think about you?"

"Fuck yes."

I repositioned the laptop and turned the TV off and got comfortable. "Well, I must make my Game happy."

"Have I told you how much I love you?"

"Shhh. Just you watch me." I pulled my hair out of the ponytail and ran my fingers through my hair. "You like?"

"Yes."

"Good." I laid down and ran my hands slowly along my neck and over my breasts; squeezing them through the bra. I looked at the monitor and saw that Paul was watching me intensely. I smiled as I allowed my fingers to slowly crawl down my stomach and toy with my thong.

"You having fun teasing me?" Paul said, his voice deep and growling.

"Maybe." I ran my fingers along the front of my thong and felt so much heat and wetness.

"How wet are you, baby?"

"Very. I guess knowing that you are watching me is turning me on more than I thought it would."

"Show me. Show me how much its turning you on. Show me how much you miss me."

"Mmm, yes my Game." I slowly slid my thong off and tossed it aside. I got myself in the mindset of remembering all the times Paul and I had been together, especially Tuesday night. I thought about how badly I wanted him to be with me right now. I slid a finger inside of my wetness and pumped in and out, wishing badly that it was Paul doing this and not me. I opened my eyes and saw that Paul had his right hand slowly stroking his cock up and down as he watched me.

"You're so hot, Leyna." He growled out

"Tell me what you want me to do, baby."

"Another finger and go faster. Take your other hand and play with those nice tits too." He demanded.

"So demanding," I did as I was told and slid another finger inside of me and pumped them faster. I released my left breast and squeezed my nipple and gently moaned. "Oh, God,"

"Yes, that's right. Keep moaning…"

"Mmmm, Paul, I wish you were here doing all of this to me…"

"I feel the same way, Leyna." Paul growled. "Another finger. Use your thumb to play with your clit. I want to hear you say my name. Make yourself cum, baby. Let me hear you."

God, just hearing him tell me what he wanted was getting me so close. I opened my eyes and saw that his stroking was getting more rapid. We were both so close, I wanted us to cum together even though we were far apart. I slid a third finger inside of me and took my thumb and rubbed my clit. I arched my back and cried out almost instantly. "Oh fuck! Mmmm, My Game!"

"Yes baby. Talk to me."

"I'm so fucking close baby…God, I wish you were here. My fingers should be your fingers. My thumb should be your lips and tongue. Fuck baby, you should be tasting me, making me cum all over your lips and tongue. Oh God…."

"Shit…Leyna. Ah-ah fuck-"

"Are you close, baby? Are you about to cum?"

"Y-yes." I could hear it in his voice and it was so hot.

"Do it baby. Cum for me. Let's cum together." I closed my eyes, dug my heels into the bed and hooked my fingers just right. "Oh fuck…Paul..Oh God!" I arched my back and cried out as I shook and came. I could hear as Paul growled and came as well. I panted and tried to catch my breath.

"Leyna?"

"Yes baby?" I said, still slightly winded.

"You are incredible."

I laughed "As are you, My Game."

"I think we are going to be just fine when I have to be on the road away from you."

"It would appear so."

"I'm going to go take a shower now, considering I made a little bit of a mess and then I am going to go to sleep and dream sweet dreams about my beautiful girlfriend."

I instantly started to smile. This was the first time that Paul had really called me his girlfriend. And it sounded so amazing. "Well I think I will go take a nice warm bath and then I will go to sleep and dream some sweet dreams about my amazing, handsome boyfriend."

"Don't you love how we go from having Skype sex and then we switch to being all sweet and romantic?" Paul laughed.

"That just goes to show that are relationship isn't just based on sex. There is much more to it."

"I wish I could kiss you right now."

"I feel the same way. You can give me a huge kiss when you see me on Monday."

"Okay baby. I'm going to sign off and head to bed. I'll see you Monday."

"I can't wait."

"Goodnight baby."

"Goodnight my Game."

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this latest chapter. What did you all think of Leyna's first interaction with Stephanie? Do you think she handled it well? Did you enjoy how Leyna and Paul were able to get through the absence? Things are going to get very interesting come Monday when Paul arrives back to work...lots of fun in the office and some sweet romantic stuff as well. Stay tuned for all of that and more. Again, please leave those reviews and comments. They let me know if you are enjoying this story and if I should keep it going. Thanks! -jaydieB.