Stephanie stepped off the elevator and walked the short distance to John's room. She would have to make this somewhat of a quickie because she and Paul had a flight later that day.
She knocked on the door and he answered it a few moments later in nothing but his boxers and she noticed that he had whipped cream in his hand.
"What's that for?" She asked brushing past him and into the room.
"I was going to make you a sundae."
"Oh is that so?"
"It is, you just wait in here and ill go in the bedroom and make that for you."
"It better taste good or I am not swallowing anything." She said with a knowing tone to her voice.
"Oh trust me baby it will be great."
He left the room and she walked over to the couch and took a seat. She sat there for a few moments before she heard him call her name from the next room telling her that she could come in now.
She walked into the room and saw what she had been expecting., which was him lying on the bed naked with his cock covered in whipped cream, chocolate and he even had a cherry on top.
She laughed loudly as she walked towards the bed. She stopped at the foot of the bed and carefully and slowly slid out of her clothes before climbing onto the bed in nothing but her bra and panties.
"Am I supposed to clean you up?" She asked eyeing her sundae with a smirk.
"That was the plan baby. I thought you might enjoy this."
"I'm sure I will Johnny, so sweet of you to think of me." She said leaning down and licking some of the whipped cream.
She sat up and slid down so that she could be in a more comfortable position to eat her "Dessert."
"Oh before we go any farther, and trust me I hate to stop you, I need to talk to you about something."
"What would that be?" She asked eating the cherry off of him and then continuing to lick whipped cream and chocolate sauce. She knew she would soon be finding herself with very little whipped cream and chocolate and lots of him in her mouth.
"I wanted to talk about…"
"I think this could wait, unless its really important."
"It can wait I guess." He said moaning softly as she had just leaned farther down and licked the whipped cream off of his balls.
"I thought so." She said leaning down once again to continue eating her sundae.
Meanwhile Paul had just picked up his phone as it started ringing and looked at the display before answering it.
"Hey man what's up?"
"When are you guys flying out?"
"Um…" Paul said glancing around to look at the clock. "In about two and a half hours why?"
"Becca and I were wondering if you would let us come on the jet with you. The airlines don't have any tickets there until way later tonight." Shawn said glancing at his wife.
The real reason he was trying to get on the jet with Stephanie and Paul was because he wanted to have a conversation with Stephanie about John and he didn't want her to run away from him.
"Sure buddy," Paul said before glancing at the clock again wondering when Stephanie was going to be back.
"Thanks man."
"Your welcome, I think I am going to call Steph though and see if she is going to come back soon."
"Where is she?"
"With Shane, he needed her help with something."
"Oh," Shawn said a plan forming in his mind. "Rebecca said she had tried her cell about ten minutes ago and she didn't answer so maybe you should try Shane's. She says that it went straight to voicemail for her."
"Okay ill do that thanks man, see you in a bit. Just come up to our room in a couple of hours and we can leave."
He hung up and dialed Shane's number waiting a few moments for him to pick up. "Hey bro what's up?" Shane asked after seeing it was Paul on the display.
"Can I talk to Steph for a minute? Becca said that she called Steph about ten minutes and she didn't answer so they said I should try you."
"Stephanie?" Why would you call me to talk to her?"
"She said she was going to be with you, but if she left its fine, she will probably be up…"
"Paul," Shane interrupted. "I haven't seen her since last night. I talked to her on the phone this morning but I haven't seen her."
"Do you know where she is?"
"No, sorry man."
"Thanks anyway I guess."
Paul hung up the phone once again a little worried about his wife now. What Rebecca said she had seen in the lobby between Stephanie and John was once again bouncing around in his mind.
"Wow baby you sure did a good job."
"Thanks Johnny." Stephanie giggled crawling her way up to his mouth.
"I am going to have to make myself a sundae more often huh?"
"I think so, it was so good."
"I am glad you enjoyed it. Oh I was thinking, do you think you could get away from that husband of yours for a couple of days?"
"Why?" She asked cuddling next to him.
"Well I was thinking that you could spend the weekend at my house, we could have a ton of fun baby."
"Ill think about it. I would need to think of something to tell him too, I can't just say oh honey I am going to spend the weekend at John's house."
"Oh I know I was just asking. I knew you would have to think about all of those things." He said quickly not wanting her to be upset with him.
"I know, don't worry I'm not mad or anything."
"Okay good, so how often do you think those friends of his are going to tell him about us?"
"Probably everyday, but what did you want to talk about?"
"What?" He asked not remembering that he had wanted to tell her something.
"You said you needed to talk to me about something before I went down on you." She said giggling at him.
"Oh that's right; I don't even remember what it was." He said loosing his courage to tell her.
"Oh okay, well if you remember give me a call. I better go I have to pack and get ready for the flight."
"You know what would be so hot and fun?"
"What?" She asked starting to get up.
He pulled her back against him and kissed her lightly before continuing. "How about you initiate me into the mile high club."
"Are you saying you want to come with on the jet?"
"Uh huh, if you'll let me. And then we could fuck in the bathroom with him right there."
"Okay, that actually sounds like it would be really hot."
About ten minutes later she opened the door to her hotel room. She walked into the living room to see Paul sitting on the couch staring off into space. She walked over and sat down next to him, but he didn't seem to really notice.
She rubbed his arm and he jerked out of his trance and turned to look at her. His gentle look turned cold when he saw it was her. She saw the look in his eyes change and took her hand off of him.
"What's wrong sweetie?" She asked softly hoping to avoid a fight.
"What's wrong? I think you know what's wrong Stephanie."
"I don't know what you're talking about honey."
"Don't honey me right now."
"What is wrong with you? You don't need to get an attitude with me."
"Where were you?"
"I told you I was with…"
"Wrong answer, I called Shane to talk to you and he said he hadn't seen you all day."
"Why didn't you call my phone?"
"Not that it matters, but because Rebecca said she had tried calling earlier and it went straight to voicemail. So really where were you? Spreading your legs for Cena?"
"Don't say things like that when you know they aren't true."
"But they are right? Maybe Shawn and Becca were right all along about you. I guess you are nothing but a whore."
"Paul stop." She said tears coming to her eyes.
"You know what I am not going to deal with this right now. I am going to Shawn's room and leaving with them."
"What about the jet?"
"Take it yourself. It is your dads. Oh and you can bring your boyfriend with you too." He said snidely grabbing his bag and storming out of his room.
Just as he reached the elevators to go down to Shawn's room the doors opened and he was face to face with John.
"This isn't your floor asshole." Paul said glaring at the younger man.
"I know, Steph said I could go with you guys on the jet cause I couldn't get a ticket. What's your problem man?" He asked seeing the man was seething with anger.
"How long have you been fucking my wife?" Paul practically yelled out.
Neither man noticed that the elevator doors had closed behind John. "She told you?"
"So its true then? No she didn't tell me but I appreciate the honesty.
Paul shoved past him and went to the door leading to the stairs. He didn't want to see that man and Shawn was only 2 floors down anyway.
John walked to Stephanie's door and knocked knowing that she was going to be pissed at him for what he had just done. She answered a moment later and smiled softly at him before letting him in.
"Its just going to be us two, Paul and I got in a fight. He found out I wasn't with Shane."
"Steph I am so sorry and please don't hate me."
"For what?" She asked looking at him her eyes clouded in confusion.
"Well in the hall I saw Paul, he was really pissed off, I guess from the fight. But anyway he asked me how long I had been fucking you. I thought you told him and that's why he was looking at me the way he was looking at me. So I asked if you had told him and he said no…"
"So he knows I've been fucking you?"
"Yeah and I am so sorry Steph, I really am."
"I guess that's what you get for assuming. But he already had made up his mind about it anyway so I guess its not that big of a deal."
She wanted to be mad at him but she just couldn't. He had the most sincere look in his eyes when he had apologized to her about it.
Meanwhile Paul had knocked on Shawn's hotel room door and been let in. "What are you doing here?"
"I am going to call the airline and get us all a flight on it."
"What about the jet?"
"Steph and I had a fight and I don't need to deal with her. I found out she wasn't with Shane like she said she had been, and then in the hall I ran into Cena and he told me they were having sex."
"What? He actually said that?" Rebecca asked shocked that he would have the guts to say that to Paul's face.
"Not exactly I asked him how long he had been fucking her and he asked if she told me. I put two and two together. I can't believe she would do something like that to me."
Shawn was feeling really bad at the moment because his friend was looking so sad. "Man I didn't want her to do this to you; I didn't want it to be true."
"I know man I know."
"What are you going to do about it?"
"I don't know yet, maybe ill figure out something on the plane."
Shawn put his hand on Paul's shoulder for a moment before pulling away from him. The second Shawn's hand had moved Rebecca moved toward him and hugged him telling him how sorry she was.