Chapter 5
Since the next day was Saturday and I didn't have anything to do until the evening, I did laundry. The apartment building had washers and driers, so I didn't have to go to a laundry mat. I ended up making a new friend in the process.
There was a young woman I met in the laundry room. She was about Amy's and my age (24, 25). Her name was Stephanie McMahon. She was a junior publishing editor for a marketing and advertising company. It turned out that the company she worked for did the marketing and advertising for Boston Health & Fitness, which was where Phil, Torrie, and Randy worked. Stephanie's boyfriend, who worked with her at the same company, also knew Phil, Randy, Torrie, and John. So everyone knew everyone.
When I got back up to the apartment, Amy was home.
"Where have you been?" Amy asked.
"I was doing laundry," I said. "I had nothing better to do. My boyfriend is at work until 6PM."
"Wait, back up! Your boyfriend?"
"Yes, I am his girlfriend now."
"What did you two do last night?"
"Made out. We were watching Dirty Dancing and I said I wanted to learn to ballroom dance and he said we should do it, because he actually wanted to learn to do it with a girlfriend. I asked him if I was his girlfriend and said yes. We ended up making out for two hours after that declaration, though."
"No sex?"
"Not yet."
"Does that mean soon?" Amy asked.
"Maybe," I said. "I'm staying the night at his place tonight, because Randy will be at Torrie's. He does have to work tomorrow, though."
"Whatever. You said he was working until 6?"
"Yes."
"Well, what are you two doing tonight other than having slumber parties?"
I laughed. "We're going to go work out."
"Ooh, that'll be hot. You might want to mount John there in the gym. You sure did last Sunday."
I grinned. That was very true. I was very impressed and turned on when I saw John working out.
"Oh, I did meet Stephanie McMahon in the laundry room," I said.
"Oh, awesome. She is like Sammi from Jersey Shore, 'the sweetest bitch you'll ever meet.'" Amy said with a laugh.
I laughed.
"I'm glad you met her. You making more friends is good."
"Yeah, it is. I'm going to go put my laundry away."
"Have fun."
I headed into my room then.
At 5:30, I left the apartment with a duffel bag. I had clothes and shoes packed for going to the gym with John. I then also had a change of regular clothes and sleeping clothes. My sleeping clothes were a sexy Victoria's Secret nightgown and matching robe.
"Hey Trish," Randy said, letting me into the apartment.
"Hi," I said.
"Welcome to the Orton, Cena residents."
"Thank you," I said.
"So I hear you're staying the night tonight."
"Yes."
"Is my boy going to get laid?"
"Yes!"
"All right!" Randy said. "That was all I wanted to know. I have a personal training client going into the gym at 6:30. So I better hit the road. Make yourself at home."
"Thanks, Randy."
"Anything for my best friend's girl!"
I smiled.
Randy was then gone and out the door.
I felt odd being at their apartment by myself. I ended up just sitting in the living room, watching TV. I wanted to go snoop, but I didn't want to accidentally go snoop in Randy's room. God knows what I would find in there.
I watched a DVD. There were some seasons of South Park and Family Guy sitting in the living room. I watched Family Guy, because it was John's favorite show. Randy liked South Park. I loved both shows. They were so hilarious!
Randy had left the apartment at 5:50. At 6:15, John called my cell phone.
"Hello my boyfriend," I said.
John chuckled. "Hello my girlfriend. What are you doing?"
"Sitting in your living room, watching Family Guy on DVD."
"Fun, fun. I'm outside the station now. I should be there in twenty, thirty minutes."
"Okay, I will change clothes and get ready to go to the gym then."
"Sorry, I'll miss that!"
"Don't worry, baby, you're getting lucky tonight!"
"Seriously?" John said.
"Uh-huh!"
"I'm going to love having you as my girlfriend."
"You're going to see that I'm such an awesome girlfriend that you might want to marry me!"
"Let's not go that far!"
"Just teasing. Okay, I will see you when you get here," I said.
"Bye," John said.
I got off the phone with him. I then went into my bag and grabbed my workout clothes. I went to find the bathroom. That was easy to find, because it was wide open. I closed the door, locked it (out of habit) and changed. I changed into a pair of black shorts, a black sports bra and a hot pink tank top. I then came out of the bathroom and sat back down in the living room.
At about 6:40, I heard a key in the door. I sat up on the sofa and looked over at the door. The opened and in walked John, carrying a small duffel bag and dressed in a T-shirt and jeans. I guessed he changed in and out of his uniform at the station. That was too bad.
"Oh, will I ever get to see you in your uniform?" I said.
John chuckled. "Yes, we'll work something out."
I smiled. I got up and went over to him as he closed the door. I gave him a hot, passionate kiss.
"Damn! Can you be here more often when I get off work?" He said.
"I'll give you a kiss like that whenever I see you!"
"Awesome!"
"I just need to change into some shorts and then we can leave."
"Well, how about I get a glimpse of where John Cena Junior sleeps?"
"Sure. Its only fair since you let me see your room," John said.
"Okay," I said.
John took my hand and then led me to his bedroom. When we go to it, I took a look around while he changed. His room was pretty much the same as mine: a bed, one side table, a large dresser with a mirror, a desk and chair, a laptop computer, TV and Blu-ray player.
"Do you want to see what my mom looks like?" John asked.
I took a look at him. He was out of his jeans and in mesh shorts. "Yeah, sure."
He directed me over to his computer. He opened up a folder on his computer and then opened up a file. A picture with him, his four brothers, and an older woman popped up.
"Oh, that is cute," I said.
"That's Steve, Matt, and Dan. I have to introduce you to them, because they want to meet you," John said. "It's only been three, four days, but I'm smitten by you!"
I smiled. "Me too!"
John grinned.
"Shall we go then?" I asked.
"Yeah, let's get a workout and then some food."
An hour and an half later, we were back at his apartment. We had both had a nice workout.
"I'm not much of a cook," John said.
"That's fine," I said.
"I have some Campbell's Chunky Soup and…"
"…That's fine! I love Chunky Soup. It is very filling."
"Okay, how about you let me take a shower first and then I will make us some Chunky Soup."
"Yeah, because I tend to take long shower."
"All right, I'll be right back."
"Take your time. I'll just go snoop your room," I said.
"Please don't. I'll admire I have Playboys and other stuff like that. But I do not want you to find it."
"I was kidding. I had only wanted to see what your room looked like and I already have."
"Okay, well, I'll be out soon."
"No hurry," I said.
I sat on the sofa and continued watching Family Guy from where I left off. John was in and out of the shower in fifteen minutes. He didn't have a lot of hair to wash.
"Your turn, Patricia," John said. "Towels are in the linen closet across the hall from the bathroom."
"Thanks, Johnny," I said. I got up from the sofa and grabbed my clothes and large cosmetic bag. I had to use my own shampoo, conditioner and body wash. I then grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me.
I washed my hair, body and shaved. Rule number one before having sex: make sure you save your legs! I was in there for twenty minutes.
"Well, it's about t-t-time," John said when I walked into the kitchen. I smirked at his reaction. I was in my sexy nightgown and matching robe.
"What?" I asked.
"That," John said.
"Oh, this?" I asked.
"Yeah!"
"Well, every girl has a nightie she wears to sleepovers. What makes this sleepover any different?"
John smirked. I smiled. I closed the robe and tied it.
"Why'd you cover you?"
"Oh, Johnny," I said. "Both the robe and nightie will be coming off. You have to eat your dinner before you can have dessert!"
John smirked. "Well, come eat dinner then." He pulled out a chair at the kitchen table. I smiled and took a seat. "What would you like to drink: Coke Zero, diet Coke?"
"You have diet soda?"
"Yes, because I too watch calories."
"Coke Zero, please."
John went into the fridge and grabbed two cans of Coke Zero. He brought them over to the table. He then went back over to stove and turned the soup. He had cooked it on the stove. Usually, I would just make it in the microwave. It was quicker that way.
"I made the Steak N Potato Soup," John said. "Amy told me your favorite food was steak."
"Yes, it is," I said.
"Steak too is my favorite food."
"Oh."
John came over to the table with two large bowls full of soup, along with spoons. "My specialty: soup."
I chuckled. He took a seat and we then began to eat.
"I met Stephanie McMahon today," I said.
"Yeah, she and her boyfriend, Paul just moved in together," John said. "They moved in a little while after Amy did."
"Well, I met Stephanie while I was doing laundry. We kept each other entertained while our loads went through the washer and drier."
"So you two had a while to talk?"
"Yes, we did. I really like her. Amy describes her as Sammi Sweetheart from the Jersey Shore."
"JWOWW is hot!" John said.
"You watch the show?"
"Yes, I do. I think Vinny and Pauly D are the shit! My brothers think so too. We're all Italian Stallions!"
"Really?" I said.
"Yep."
"Ooh, yummy!"
"Is that toward the soup or toward me?"
"Both."
John smirked.
Once we were both done eating, John took care of the dishes. I decided it was time to have some more fun!
"You know you were a very good boy!" I said. John looked at me with a smirk. I stood up and walked over to him. "You ate all your dinner and good boys that eat all their dinner get dessert!"
"Can I have my dessert in bed?"
"You can have it wherever you want," I said, untying the robe. I kissed him hard and passionately, which made him moan. He grabbed onto me and pressed me into the counter. He then lifted me onto it. I wrapped my legs around him.
We just stayed there, making out like we had at my apartment the night before.
John pulled away from me suddenly. "Trish, are you sure you want to do this tonight?"
I shook my head. "I don't know!" I said.
John smiled. "If you're not sure, then let's not do this tonight. I mean we have only been dating for four days. I don't want to ruin something so good right now. I think we still need to get to know each other a little more."
"Are you being serious or are you just saying this stuff so you'll get laid?"
"I'm serious, Trish! I want a steady girlfriend and I want you to be her! Like I said earlier tonight: I'm smitten."
I looked into his eyes. He was for real.
"I want to wait a little while longer!"
"Okay," John said. "You look very sexy, though!"
"Thank you," I smiled.
"How about we just go into my room, watch a movie and cuddle?"
"Sounds good."
"Okay, come on."
John let me down from the counter. We walked out of the kitchen and he turned lights off. We then went into his room. We ended up watching Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl.
A part of me wanted to have sex with John that night, and then another part of me didn't want to have sex with him that night. My hormones were raging for it, but my heart wasn't ready for it. I also wanted John to be my boyfriend and he was.
We both didn't want to ruin something so good by going too fast with sex.
At five in the morning, John had to get up and get ready for work. He woke me up to say good-bye.
"Let's do dinner at Cenas' tonight," He said.
"That sounds great," I said. "Do you want to see if we can get the whole gang together?"
"How about you and me with Randy and Torrie?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, come by here at 6:30," John said. "You stay and sleep as long as you want. Randy will be sleeping in until noon or something."
"Thank you," I said.
"No problem." He kissed me.
"Be safe."
"I will." He kissed me again.
He left the room, closing the door behind him. I grabbed my cell phone and sent a text Torrie. It said "U, Randy, John & I at their place at 6:30 to have dinner at Cenas'." I then went back to sleep.
