This chapter takes place the night before the wedding.
John was sitting on his king sized bed watching some sports.
"So this is what the life of a wrestler is like." he says, grinning to himself.
He looked out the window and sees the hot tub.
He would like to go relax in it, but he didn't have swim trunks.
He looks in his suitcase and pulls out a pair of gym shorts.
These are the pair he usually sleeps in bed with.
He lets out a sigh. "Screw it. I'll just sleep in my underwear just for tonight." he says to himself.
He went to the bathroom, stripped down and puts on the gym shorts.
He went out to the balcony and turned on the hot tub.
After letting it heat up he climbed into it.
"Jeez. This really is hot."
He leans back and closed his, letting his body relax, letting the bubbles work their magic.
"This feels nice." he replies softly to himself.
"Nice to see you enjoying yourself."
His eyes shot open when he heard a woman's voice.
He quickly turned around to see Stephanie with a smile on her face. He noticed she's wearing robe.
"Stephanie! Hey! I didn't realize you came in."
She giggled a little, which made him blush.
"I didn't mean to startle you. Just thought I'd stop by and see how you are doing." she says.
She couldn't help but stare at his bare wet chest. She couldn't help but blush as well.
"Well I'm doing good right now. Thank you for your concern." John replied.
"How's the hot tub treating you?"
John smiled a bit. "It feels amazing."
"Mind if I join you?" she asked.
John was definitely surprised. He didn't expect her to ask him something like that.
"If it's not a problem I mean." she added innocently.
John was starting to get nervous.
"Uh... N-No. I- I don't have a problem with you joining." he muttered.
Damn it! I shouldn't be stuttering!
"I'm glad to hear that."
And before John knew what was happening, Stephanie's robe came off, and she reveals she's wearing a black one piece swimsuit. It wasn't anything skimpy or too revealing.
John gulped nervously, his heart pounding and his throat was dry as he was taking in her beautiful womanly figure.
He could see the outline of her completely covered breasts.
He had kind of expected her to be wearing a bikini. He's not sure if he should be disappointed or relieved.
He immediately scooted down so she could get into the hot tub.
She lets a loud sigh as she dipped her toes into the water.
There wasn't a whole lot of talking between the two of them. They mainly just sit in the tub in silence.
Both would occasionally take quick glances at each other with the other knowing.
"Can I ask you something John?"
John's eyebrows went up. "Um, sure. So what did you want to ask me?"
She gave him a small smile. "What exactly do you like about me?"
John felt himself blushing. "What do you mean?" he asked.
Her smile grew bigger. "I mean, out of all the women we have on the WWF roster, like Trish, Sable, and Lita, what is it about me that attracts you?"
He wasn't sure what he's supposed to say. He doesn't want to make himself sound like a sexist pig towards her.
He took a couple of deep breaths.
"Well. I think you are a strong, and independent woman. You're also brave and intelligent. You don't let people push you around. And... you never give up on what you believe in." John finished.
He was hoping she'd be satisfied with his answer.
However, Stephanie wasn't buying his response. So she decided to take it a step further.
She raised an eye. "Really? Is that the main why you watch me on television?"
John was a bit shocked, not expecting her to be forward.
"Is it the I look? The way I move? Is it what I wear that has you drooling over me?"
John was starting to feel a little embarrassed, but he tried to remain calm.
"You like seeing my breasts in flimsy tops. Or my long legs and firm ass in short skirts and tight pants?"
"Or do you wonder what kind of underwear I'm wearing underneath my clothing? Or if I'm even wearing any kind of underwear underneath?"
Before he knew it he was starting to get an erection, which made him blush even harder. He prayed that Stephanie wouldn't see it.
She then leaned forward a little, and lowered her voice.
"I bet you dream of doing a lot of naughty things to me."
"Maybe rip my clothes off, throw me on your bed, and have your way with me."
His jaw dropped. He couldn't speak. He didn't know how to respond.
She then leaned back with a big smile. Then she started laughing. "Oh my God! The look on your face!"
John just sat there, dumbfounded.
He wasn't sure what he should say.
"I really got you didn't I?" she says, boasting.
John just shrugged his shoulders.
Stephanie's smile disappeared.
Maybe I went a bit too far.
"You ok there John? Did I make you feel uncomfortable or-" John stopped her.
"No. It's fine. You got me really good." he says, letting out a nervous chuckle.
Her smile return. "That's good to know. Just having some fun here."
John just nodded. "Yeah."
"I should get out and go to sleep."
"Yeah. Me too."
She got up, and he couldn't help but stare at her wet body. He could see water running down her arms and legs.
She noticed him staring, but she didn't say anything.
As she turned around to get out of the tub, he saw the back of her swimsuit had ridden up a little, and he saw her partially exposed butt cheeks.
He looked for a split second before he turned his head away.
As Stephanie got out she noticed she felt a bit exposed.
She felt herself blushing as reached down and fixed the bottom of her swimsuit.
She took a look at John.
Was he looking at my ass? If he was, she didn't know if she should feel disgusted, or flattered.
She turned around. "Hey John?"
John looked up. "Yes Stephanie?"
"I'll see you in the morning. Big day tomorrow."
"Yeah."
"We're you able to get a tux?" she asked.
"Sure did. I think you'll like it."
She smiled. "I hope so John."
"Well goodnight John." she replied before walking away.
"Yeah. Goodnight."
He sits there for a little while longer, trying to process everything that had just happened.
Well that was the chapter.
I promise you Nancy's wedding will be in the next chapter.
And some stuff will go down.
Anyways, take care.