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Now... Kristi and Dice present:



Blond: The Mission Of Trish Stratus - Never Say Stratusfaction Again
by Kristi (kristi9587@hotmail.com)
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (diceandkristifiles@yahoo.com)

At the luxurious McMahon Mansion in Greenwich, Connecticut, the Chairman of
World Wrestling Entertainment, Mr. McMahon is sitting in his private home
office, going over the latest finance reports of WWE. "What the hell is going
on..." Mr. McMahon says as he grabs a finance sheet he just looked and he
looks down at the figures printed at the bottom. "This is not right..." Mr.
McMahon grits his teeth before he slams his hand down on his desk in
frustration.

The wife of Mr. McMahon and CEO of World Wrestling Entertainment, Linda
McMahon, steps into the doorway of his private home office "Vince?" Linda
questions with a raised eyebrow.

"The latest financial reports are not adding up as they should... as if some
funds are missing...." Mr. McMahon says as he goes back to the first page of
the report to start over.

Linda folds her arms and steps further into the private home office of her
husband, Mr. McMahon "Vince, how can that be? That's impossible" Linda
McMahon raises her hands and shakes her head "Vince it's completely
impossible...the only ones who over see the reports..." Linda begins to say.

"Are you... myself...." Mr. McMahon then shakes his head, "And John Bradshaw
Layfield.... but he wouldn't...."

"John? John Layfield..." Linda shakes her head and releases a soft laugh
"Since when did he start over seeing the finances?" Linda asks as she looks
at Mr. McMahon with a raised eyebrow.

"He's a financial expert..." Mr. McMahon says, "He's on top of the latest
stock trends...."

"Well Vince...maybe if there are some funds missing, John is behind it..."
Linda suggests with a shrug of her shoulders.

"What? John has been a long time and trusted employee..." Mr. McMahon says as
he pauses for a moment, "But it is best to make sure...."

Linda McMahon nods her head "Maybe you should send Torrie to investigate..."

Mr. McMahon sighs slightly, "I can't send Torrie, she's overseas doing
promotional work for our next UK tour."

"Well...then what about her apprentice...Kelly?" Linda suggests.

"Kelly is improving daily, but she's not ready for a mission such as this...
and this needs to be taken cared of immediately and by someone who can handle
herself in any situation," Mr. McMahon says.

Linda slowly nods her head and then smiles "I can the perfect person in mind.
I'll go ahead and make the call..."

Mr. McMahon raises an eyebrow, "Who are you going to call?"

Linda smirks a bit "It's one of your former agents..."

* * *

In Toronto, Ontario Canada at the home of seven-time WWE Women's Champion and
former secret agent for Mr. McMahon, Trish Stratus, lays out in her beach
yard as she relaxes and enjoys the nice and sunny afternoon. Trish sits up on
the beach chair and slides on a pair of sunglasses while she wears a sexy two
piece black bikini.

As Trish slides a hand through her gorgeous blond hair, her cell phone begins
to ring. "Mmmm who can that be..." Trish says as she stretches her arms over
her head for a moment before she picks up her cell phone to answer it.
"Hello... this is Trish..."

"Hello Trish, how is married life treating you?" Linda says with a laugh as
Trish smiles, hearing the voice of her close friend and the CEO of World
Wrestling Entertainment, Linda McMahon.

"Oh hello Linda...." Trish smiles, "The married life is treating me just
fine... I love it..." Trish laughs softly. "How are things back in the WWE?"

"Oh they're interesting as always..." Linda says with a soft laugh "Vince now
has an illegitimate son now..." Linda adds with another laugh referring to a
storyline on the WWE programming.

"I saw...." Trish laughs, "I must admit, I did not see that one coming...."
Trish says.

Linda sighs for a moment "Trish...we need you again..."

Trish frowns slightly, "Linda I've noticed that Beth Phoenix has been
dominating the other Divas... but I'm not ready to step back into the ring
just yet..."

"Trish...it's not that...it's more important." Linda McMahon says "Vince and
I need you to investigate John Layfield, there seems to be funds missing..."

Trish raises an eyebrow, "Vince must be pulling his hair out..." Trish says.

"Trish we really need you for this..." Linda replies "You know that I
wouldn't call unless it was an emergency..."

"I know...." Trish says, "I'll be glad to help Linda.... but... who is going
to be my partner for this mission?"

"What do you mean, Trish?" Linda asks.

"Linda... haven't you seen those James Bond movies?" Trish smiles before
adding, "Every secret agent needs a sexy sidekick."

Linda laughs a bit "Trish...I'll see who I can find for you..."

* * *

High above New York City on JBL's private jet, John Bradshaw Layfield
laughs as he leans back in his leather seat, "This is truly a great plan my
friends...." JBL says as looks at his latest associates, Mr. Kennedy, who's
dressed in a gray colored suit with a white shirt, and the devious Melina.

"Secretly padding our own bank accounts with Mr. McMahon's money by doctoring
the financial reports is pure genius that I can appreciate... " Mr. Kennedy
smirks.

JBL chuckles, "And with the potential you both have... I'm cementing my
legacy as the greatest mind in the entire history of the WWE..." JBL says
before Melina can get a word in.

The devious and bitchy Melina grits her teeth and narrows her eyes at JBL
"Hey!" Melina snaps as she points a finger at the financial expert "Lets not
forget you came up with this plan!" Melina says as she's dressed in a short
black skirt and a low-cut navy blue top.

JBL smirks, "No one is taking any credit.... we are all equal partners in
this..." JBL says with a confident tone of voice, "You may have thought up
the plan, but it's my connections that's making it work."

Melina glares at JBL "It's my idea...I get the credit!" Melina snaps before
she looks over at Mr. Kennedy and smirks, before looking back at JBL "John...
you know what would be great?" Melina says in a sly tone.

JBL leans back in his seat, "What would be great Melina?" JBL asks.

"If we had some champagne to celebrate..." Melina presses her manipulative
lips together as she leans back on the leather seat of the jet "Maybe you
should get some for us..." Melina says as she looks at JBL.

JBL laughs, "Hot damn I like how you think... and I think I have the perfect
drinks back in the bar... you two just wait right here..." JBL says as he
gets up from his seat and heads towards the jet's bar area in back
compartment.

Melina slowly glances over at Mr. Kennedy and wickedly smirks "Ken..." Melina
says as she scoots a bit over towards the loud-mouthed Mr. Kennedy, until she
is sitting directly next to him "This was a genius plan that I came up with,
isn't it?" Melina asks slyly as she places her left hand the buttoned white
shirt of Kennedy.

Mr. Kennedy smirks, "It was a very smart plan... using JBL connections to
help line our pockets with the money we deserve..." Kennedy says, "I'm just
glad to be apart of it to distract those who may be looking into it."

Melina smirks as she slyly plays with the buttons of Mr. Kennedy's white
shirt with her manipulative hands "You're lucky I thought of you...but why
not? You're a sinister genius..." Melina says in a soft, seductive tone.

"Of course I am... if it wasn't for that little bastard Hornswoggle..." Mr.
Kennedy grits his teeth slightly, "I would be cleaning up the McMahon fortune
myself as part of the family."

Melina slowly nods her head and smirks "You're so right..." Melina says
slyly as she lowers her left hand to the crotch of Mr. Kennedy's gray slacks
"Ken...what do you say we ditch the Wrestling God JBL...and focus on us?"

Mr. Kennedy licks his lips slightly as he feels Melina's hand on hos crotch,
"Mmmmm.... not a bad idea... but JBL still has his uses....but that doesn't
mean we can't start... cutting him out of the deal."

Melina locks her manipulative eyes with Mr. Kennedy as she rubs her left hand
against the crotch of Kennedy's slacks "I agree..." Melina says in a soft,
seductive tone. "Who would have though the true masters of manipulation...
us...would be on the same page?"

Mr. Kennedy chuckles slightly, "When opportunity knocks.... people like us
always do what's best..." Melina raises an eyebrow and smirks as she starts
to unzip Mr. Kennedy's gray slacks with her left hand before she starts to
push them slightly down from his waist. Mr. Kennedy grins as Melina inches
down his slacks to reveal Kennedy's nicely thick ten inch cock. "And
opportunity truly has a way of appearing at any moment..."

Melina wickedly laughs before she lowers her dark black haired head down to
the thickening cock of Mr. Kennedy, while she firmly holds the base of his
cock with her left hand. Melina slaps her manipulative tongue against the
head of Kennedy's cock and slowly drags her tongue around the head of his
shaft. "Ahhhh....' Mr. Kennedy moans as he feels Melina's sly tongue pressing
against the top of his dick as she slowly circles it around his cock.

"Mmmm...ohh yeah..." Melina softly and wickedly moans as she drags her wet
tongue against the head of Mr. Kennedy's cock. Melina opens her bitchy, hot
mouth and lowers her head to take his cock into her greedy mouth.

"Ohhh shit...." Mr. Kennedy moans fairly loudly as Melina presses her
seductive lips against his cock before she starts to bob her head up and
down on his ten inch shaft.

"Mmmm..." Melina moans as she presses her manipulative lips tightly around
Mr. Kennedy's cock as she smoothly and eagerly bobs her head to suck the cock
of the loud-mouth Superstar.

"Mmmm yeah.... ahh..." Mr. Kennedy licks his lips and closes his eyes as the
gorgeous, manipulative WWE Diva sucks his cock with a quick pace.

"Mmmm...mmmm..." Melina smoothly moans as she lifts her head impressively on
Kennedy's cock while lashing her wet tongue against his shaft.

"Ohhhh ahhhh.... fuck..." Mr. Kennedy starts to breath deeply as Melina whips
her tongue around his cock as its starts to throb.

"Mmmmm!" Melina moans against Kennedy's cock as she presses her manipulative
lips around Kennedy's shaft as she wickedly twists her head on his shaft.

"Ahhhh uhhhh awww...." Mr. Kennedy grunts loudly as he starts to cum inside
of Melina's hot, wet manipulative and seductive mouth as she twists her head
around the top of his cock.

"Mmmmmm..." Melina softly moans as she slowly lifts her head and wickedly
smirks at Mr. Kennedy while she swallows his cum.

"I think... our shared opportunities are going to increase sooner than we
think..." Mr. Kennedy says.

* * *

At the baggage claim area within JFK airport in New York City, Trish Stratus
is waiting for her luggage and is looking around, feeling as though she was
being watched. As her luggage arrives, the gorgeous blond haired Canadian
Diva feels a hand come down onto her left shoulder. Trish Stratus, dressed in
a pair of tight fitting jeans and nicely fitted, semi-low cut white shirt,
bites down on her bottom lip as she feels the hand on her left shoulder.
Trish suddenly reaches over her shoulder with her right hand and grabs hold
of the hand on her shoulder, twisting the intruder's hand. Trish quickly
turns around while firmly holding onto the foreign hand.

"Hey... hey...." The owner of the hand, the Sexy Beast Chris Jericho laughs
and smirks. "Easy on the hand Trish... I know you've missed me..." Jericho
says as he's dressed in black pants and a red and black shirt with a gray
jacket.

Trish Stratus slowly removes her hand from Chris Jericho's hand as she raises
an eyebrow and slightly smirks "Don't you wish that I missed you..." Trish
replies with a laugh and shakes her head a bit.

"You couldn't resist grabbing me... just like you couldn't resist me before
you cheated on me with that buck tooth receding hairline having loser..."
Jericho laughs.

Trish Stratus folds her arms and slightly glares at Jericho "Well...you
didn't pay any attention to me at the time, remember? Besides Christian
was..." Trish pauses and raises her hands up before she slowly shakes her
head "Forget it...lets just drop this, ok?" Trish says before she lightly
tosses her blond hair back "So...what do you want?"

Chris Jericho smirks, "Well I'm here because of what you wanted.... a sexy
sidekick... and the very wise Linda McMahon delivered to you, me... the
Sexy Beast, the man with the most gorgeous waist in all of the WWE... the
Ayatollah of Rock and Rolla... who will ..." Jericho is then cut of by Trish
before he can say anything further.

Trish raises an eyebrow and places her left hand on her hip as she motions
towards Jericho with her right hand "You?" Trish laughs and sarcastically
rolls her eyes "I'm just thrilled..."

Jericho smirks, "Ok... fine... so I guess I just won't tell you when that
jackass JBL's flight is landing..." Jericho says, "I know all the details of
the mission and I've already got a head start on where he's staying."

Trish presses her soft, sensual lips together and folds her arms against her
large chest as she looks at Jericho "And...I assume everyone else was busy...
that's why Linda picked you?" Trish pauses and sighs "Sorry...so what do you
know?" Trish then asks with a serious tone.

Jericho folds his arms, "JBL's private jet is supposed to be landing in an
hour and he's booked himself into one of New York's high class and way over
priced hotels..."

Trish raises an eyebrow and cutely laughs "Chris...there are like millions of
high class and way over priced hotels here in New York City..."

"True... but there's not many a pompous ass like JBL will want to stay at..."
Jericho smirks.

Trish smirks a bit "Geez Chris...don't be so bitter..." Trish says as she
glances over her shoulder to check out the status of the luggage conveyer.

"Me? Bitter? That's impossible... I just love the fact I'm the sidekick of
someone who dumped me on a live Pay-Per-View..." Jericho says.

Trish rolls her eyes "Can we drop it already?" Trish asks with an annoyed
sigh "Look...why don't we just focus on the mission ahead?"

Chris Jericho nods his head, "That's a good idea... so let's grab your bags
and get started."

Trish sweetly smiles at Jericho "Actually Chris...could you get them for me?"

Jericho smirks, "I could never say no to you..."

* * *

A couple of hours later, Trish Stratus and Chris Jericho have entered one of
New York City's high class hotels located in Time Square. "So... how do you
want to do this?" Jericho asks.

Trish sighs as she and Chris Jericho stand in the lobby of one of New York
City's high class hotels. Trish bites down on her bottom lip as she slowly
looks around the lobby "Well...you said Linda told you the room numbers that
were registered in JBL's name?"

"Yeah it was room 105...." Jericho says as Trish's cell phone starts to ring.

Trish Stratus sighs as she reaches into her pocket to answer the cell phone
"Hello?" Trish says as she slightly turns away from Jericho.

"Hello Trish it's Linda..." Linda McMahon says from the other end of the
line, "I've called to inform you of some information that has just been
brought to my attention about your mission."

Trish slowly nods her head "New information? What is it?" Trish asks.

"My sources have informed me that JBL is not working alone in stealing money
from World Wrestling Entertainment.... and that his associates are at the
very hotel in New York where he is staying..." Linda says.

"Wait...you mean there's more of a problem than just JBL?" Trish asks.

"That is correct.... I informed Chris that JBL is staying in room 105 at the
hotel... but that was slightly wrong... JBL is also staying in room 215 in
the same hotel."

Trish Stratus slowly shakes her head, confused "So...he has two rooms?"

"That is correct..." Linda McMahon says, "One may be decoy to throw off the
investigation... but I suggest searching both rooms if possible."

"Right..." Trish nods her head "We'll do that"

"Good luck Trish..." Linda says before she hangs up.

Jericho waits for Trish to put away her cell phone before he asks, "Let me
guess.... bad news."

Trish looks at Jericho and takes a deep breath "JBL apparently has two rooms
here..." Trish presses her lips together "I think we should split up."

"That seems like the best solution..." Jericho says, "Do wish you said that
before WrestleMania 20 though..." Jericho laughs a bit before adding, "I'll
take the room I knew about...."

Trish sighs and shakes her head "Chris drop it..."

Jericho shrugs his shoulders before asking, "What's the other room, so I
could come find you after I'm done searching the one I'm heading too."

Trish looks at Jericho "Room 215."

"Ok... I'll be there as soon as I check room 105..." Chris Jericho grins,
"Watch your ass..." Jericho says as he turns to head to the stairs in the
hotel lobby.

* * *

Outside of room 105, Chris Jericho is picking the lock on the door with a
modified Swiss-army knife. Once he unlocks the door, Jericho slips his tool
back into his pocket, "Got to remember to thank Maria for this..." Jericho
says as he opens the door and slips into the hotel room. Jericho hears the
shower running in the bathroom as he closes the door, and he proceeds to
starts going through the hotel room's dresser drawers one by one. As he
starts searching the bottom dresser drawer, Jericho hears the shower turn
off, and he quickly closes the bottom drawer, turns around and leans against
the dresser with his hands on his hips.

The bathroom door opens and the manipulative, bitchy Melina steps out of the
bathroom with her eyes glared narrowly. Melina looks at Jericho and slyly
raises an eyebrow as she folds her arms against her large chest, while
wearing a black silk bathrobe "What are you doing here?!" Melina snaps at
Jericho, gritting her teeth.

Chris Jericho smirks as he takes off his gray jacket so that he's just
wearing his red and black shirt and black pants, "Oh I was just in the
neighborhood.... and heard that you were in New York and that you were
very easy..."

Melina rolls her eyes with disgust before she points to the hotel room door
with her right hand "Get out! Now!" Melina shouts with a sly smirk on her
face.

Jericho raises an eyebrow, "I come all this way to find out if something is
true and you're going to kick me out... hmmm... guess you're not as confident
as your reputation claims..."

Melina presses her lips firmly together before she takes a step forwards the
self-proclaimed Sexy Beast "You couldn't handle me!" Melina says as she locks
her glared eyes with Jericho.

Jericho smirks, "We shall see..." Jericho says as he reaches forward to pull
Melina all the way towards him. The first ever Undisputed Champion opens up
Melina's black silk bathrobe to reveal her large tits, toned stomach and
shaved pussy. Jericho lifts Melina up and sits her on the dresser before he
leans down to start flicking his tongue against Melina's pussy.

Melina grits her teeth and tilts her head back as she places her smooth,
deviously desirable legs onto the shoulders of Chris Jericho as he flicks his
tongue against her pussy "Ohhh you bastard..." Melina moans. Jericho starts
undoing his pants as he slides his tongue up and down against Melina's soft
pussy lips. The self proclaimed Sexy Beast starts pushing his pants down to
let out his hardening fourteen inch cock as he licks Melina's pussy.

"Ohhh you fucking bastard..." Melina moans as she starts to grind her warm,
wet pussy roughly against Jericho's handsome face as he flicks and slaps his
tongue against her cunt. "Ohhhh you asshole..."

"Mmmmmm..." Jericho chuckles a bit as he munches on Melina's pussy as he
pushes his tongue past her pussy lips. The Ayatollah of Rock and Rolla darts
his talented tongue in and out of Melina's pussy as she grinds herself
against his face and thrusting tongue.

"Ohhhhh! AHHHHH!" Melina moans loudly as she closes her eyes with her teeth
tightly gritted. As Jericho darts his tongue into her pussy, the dominating
Diva roughly grinds her pussy against his tongue.

Jericho lifts his head up from Melina's pussy and smirks, "Damn... you are
easy..." Jericho says as he takes off his red and black shirt to reveal his
smooth, toned and tanned upper body.

Melina slowly opens her eyes and looks at Jericho with her glared eyes "Shut
up!" Melina snaps as she tosses her slightly water dampened dark black hair
back.

Jericho licks his lips, "All right... but speaking of using one's mouth...
you care to live up to your reputation..." Jericho says as he motions down
towards his eye catching fourteen inch rock hard dick.

Melina raises an eyebrow and slyly smirks "If you think you can handle me..."

Chris Jericho smirks, "I just had you moaning... so I know I can handle
you..." Jericho says.

Melina rolls her eyes and rudely sighs "Lift me off the dresser then!" Melina
snaps at Jericho. Chris Jericho chuckles a bit before he lifts Melina off of
the dresser and stands her up in front of him. Jericho steps backward and
sits on the large hotel room bed. Melina tosses her dark black hair back as
she steps over to Jericho, while he sits down on the bed. Melina lowers
herself down to her knees and sits between Jericho's legs. Melina firmly
grabs holds of Jericho's shaft and lowers her head to wickedly move her
tongue up his long, hard shaft.

"Mmmmmm..." Jericho smirks as he leans back and places his hands behind him
on the bed as Melina drags her tongue up and down his thick stiff dick.
Melina lifts her manipulative eyes and glares up at Jericho as she slowly
drags her wet tongue up his shaft before she reaches the head of his cock.
Melina opens her incredible hot, bitchy mouth and lowers her head to take
in Jericho's fourteen inch cock.

"Ohhhh yeah... ahhhh fuck..." Chris Jericho moans as he licks his lips as he
watches Melina lift and lower her head on his cock as she sucks it. Melina
wraps her lips firmly around Jericho's shaft as the dominating mastermind
lifts and lowers her head on Jericho's cock as she expertly sucks him. Melina
twists her head once on Jericho's cock, grinding her lips on his shaft,
before lowering her head further down his cock.

"Ohhh shit... fuck... you sure know what you're doing don't ya..." Chris
Jericho moans as he leans his head back as Melina grinds her lips on his cock
as she takes his dick deeper into her wet dominating mouth.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm" Melina wickedly groans against Jericho's cock as she quickly
and furiously bobs her head on Jericho's cock at an impressive pace, while
slobbering her saliva all over his shaft.

"Ahhhh.... ohhh shit... mmmm so... can you fuck as good as you can fuck?"
Jericho moans as he looks down at Melina greedily sucking his huge cock
without letting more than six inches leave her mouth at any given moment.

Melina locks her glaring eyes with Chris Jericho as she slowly lifts her head
from his shaft, dripping with saliva. Melina smirks "Oh...I'm the best..."
Melina says with a sly smirk as she scoots back on her knees away from
Jericho before she stands up and moves to the large hotel room bed.

Chris Jericho scoots backward on the bed and lays down, "Hmmmm I doubt it...
but I'm sure you'll try and prove it to me..." The Sexy Beast says as he
keeps his eyes locked on Melina.

Melina grits her teeth as she climbs onto the bed with Jericho and
immediately mounts her manipulative, extremely hot body onto Jericho's
fourteen inch cock "Ohhhhhh...ahhhhh!" Melina moans and tilts her head back
as she places her hands onto his gorgeous, tanned chest and starts to
aggressively rock back and forth on his cock.

"Ahhhhh mmmmm..." Jericho smirks as he places his hands on Melina's smooth
hips as she rocks back and forth with quick, sharp movements that grind her
pussy on his stiff cock.

"Ohhhh yeah! You like that! Don't you...you bastard!" Melina moans as she
quickly and roughly rocks back and forth on Chris Jericho's cock, jerking his
shaft with her shaft with her skilled grinding.

"Ahhhh ohhh yeah... it's pretty good..." Jericho moans as he starts to thrust
his large thick cock upward into Melina's tight pussy as she rides him on the
hotel room bed.

"Ohhhh! AHHHHH! Fuck!" Melina moans as she grits her teeth and aggressively
slams her hot body down on Jericho's cock, lightly digging her fingernails
into his chest "You like that, don't you!?"

"Ohhhh fuck... shit..." Chris Jericho grunts as he pistons his cock upward
into Melina's pussy as slams down on his cock while raking her fingernails
against his chest.

"Yeah! I'm the best!" Melina moans arrogantly as she wildly and viciously
rocks back and forth on Jericho's fourteen inch cock to aggressively ride the
self-proclaimed Sexy Beast.

"Ahhhhh.. mmmm let's see... how good you are..." Jericho grunts as he firmly
grabs hold of Melina's body before he lifts her off of his huge dick. Jericho
sets Melina on the bed next to him and gets up onto his knees before he pulls
her up onto all fours.

Melina grits her teeth and glances over her shoulder to glare back at Jericho
"You're such a bastard..." Melina says with a wicked smirk.

"I'm no bastard... I'm a Sexy Beast..." Jericho says as he proceeds to thrust
his fourteen inch cock back into Melina's pussy from behind. Jericho grabs
Melina's hips and holds her still as he thrusts his dick in and out of her
pussy.

"Mmmm...ohhhhh fuck!" Melina shouts as she firmly pushes back against
fourteen inch cock as her perfectly shaped and juicy ass smacks against his
gorgeous waist.

"Mmmmm uhhh yeah... ahhh..." Jericho grunts as he drives his cock deeply into
Melina's pussy and his large ball sack smacks against Melina's smooth skin as
he fucks her.

Melina hangs her head down as she quickly rocks back and forth on her hand
and knees while Chris Jericho perfectly slams his fourteen inch cock into
her warm pussy "Ohhhh! AHHHHH! Ohhhhh!" Melina moans as her ass smacks at a
rougher pace against his gorgeous waist.

Sweat drips down Jericho's toned and tanned body as he pounds Melina's pussy
nonstop with quick, firm thrusts. "Ohhhh yeah... mmmm yeah... fuck ahhhhh!"
Jericho moans as he starts to cum inside of Melina's pussy. Jericho tosses
his head back as he floods Melina's pussy with his spunk just as the large
foot of the mauling millionaire John Bradshaw Layfield strikes his head.
Jericho is instantly knocked out and falls over, causing his cock to fall
out of Melina's cunt.

Melina presses her lips together and glances back at JBL with a sly smirk on
her face "I told you we had to watch our backs..." Melina says as she wraps
her black silk back robe around her naked body "Perfect timing...by the
way..."

JBL laughs a bit as he looks at Jericho, "I always know when to strike..."
JBL says as he grabs Jericho's jacket and rips the sleeve off of it to tie
Jericho's arms behind his back.

Melina folds her arms against her chest and smirks "I have a feeling that he
isn't alone...that some blond bitch is here with him..."

* * *

At room 215, Trish Stratus is picking the lock on the hotel room door as Mr.
Kennedy, dressed in black pants and a white button shirt comes off the
elevator. Kennedy raises an eyebrow when he sees her and quickly walks over
to her and grabs her arm, "What do you think you're doing?!"

Trish Stratus jumps a bit and quickly turns around to face Mr. Kennedy as he
firmly holds onto her left wrist "Ummm...I uhhh..." Trish pauses and laughs a
bit before she shakes her head "Wait...this isn't my room..." Trish says as
she tries to pull her arm away from Kennedy's grip.

Kennedy narrows his eyes, "Do I look like an idiot?" Kennedy asks as he
firmly holds onto Trish's arm. The resident loud mouth of the WWE realizes
Trish is going to answer him and he quickly cuts her off, "I'm not an
idiot... I know you're working for Vince McMahon..." Kennedy says as he
takes out his hotel room key and unlocks the door, "And I'm going to take
full advantage of that!" Kennedy adds as she shoves Trish into his hotel
room.

"Hey! What the...." Trish slightly yells as she stumbles back into the hotel
room of Mr. Kennedy. Trish swallows and nervously bites down on her bottom
lip as Kennedy steps into the room and closes the door, locking Trish inside
with him.

Kennedy smirks, "You blondes are supposed to be the best... I doubt it...
but I'll have my fun..." Kennedy says as he undoes his pants and pushes them
down to bring out his eleven inch cock. After stepping out of his pants he
grabs Trish again and pulls her over to the bed and shoves her down onto her
knees, "Blow me... bitch!"

Trish Stratus looks up at Mr. Kennedy with disgust and slowly shakes her head
"No!" Trish replies as she turns her blond haired head away from the loud
mouth, Mr. Kennedy.

"I don't ever take no for an answer..." Kennedy grits his teeth as he grabs
Trish by her blond hair to make her face his dick. The loud mouth Superstar
then proceeds to force his cock into Trish's mouth before he says, "If you
bite me it'll be the last mistake you'll ever make..." Kennedy threatens as
he starts to thrust his cock in and out of Trish's mouth.

"Mmmmmm!" Trish moans to protest against Mr. Kennedy's cock inside of her
warm, wet mouth. Trish closes her eyes as Mr. Kennedy starts to move Trish's
head along his shaft, forcing her to suck his cock.

"Yeah.... fucking blond bitch..." Kennedy moans as he jerks Trish's head back
and forth while he thrusts his cock in and out of her warm wet mouth.

"Mmmmm! Uhhhhh!" Trish moans as Mr. Kennedy forces his cock deeper into her
mouth while pushing at a quicker pace. Trish's soft lips brush against his
shaft as he forces her to practically deep throats his cock.

"Ahhhh... mmmmm fuck yeah!" Kennedy moans as he pumps his cock deeply into
Trish's mouth so that his balls smack right against her chin.

Mmmmmm!" Trish moans as the head of Mr. Kennedy's cock smacks against the
back of Trish's mouth while her wet saliva drips onto his cock. "Mmmm...
noo.." Trish manages to moan as she shakes her head, trying to pull away
from Kennedy.

"Ohhh yeah..." Mr. Kennedy smirks as he jerks Trish up to her feet and shoves
her onto the bed where he begins to forcefully remove Trish's tight fitting
jeans.

Trish grits her teeth as she starts to kick at Mr. Kennedy while her forces
her jeans down from her waist and down her smooth, gorgeously tanned legs
"Get the fuck off me!" Trish yells.

"Shut the fuck up!" Mr. Kennedy grins as he tosses Trish's jeans aside and
yanks off Trish's white panties. The loud mouth Superstar then gets on top of
Trish and rams his cock into Trish's warm tight pussy.

"Ohhhh you son of a bitch!" Trish groans and closes her eyes as she feels his
cock ramming into her warm, tight pussy. Trish raises her hands up to slap
Kennedy off of her, however the loud mouth Superstar ends up pinning Trish's
shoulders down onto the bed as he thrusts his cock into her.

"Ahhh mmmm fuck yeah..." Kennedy grunts and moans as he grabs Trish's hands
and pins them down on the bed as he roughly slams his cock all the way into
Trish's pussy with each thrust.

Trish grits her teeth and glares up at Mr. Kennedy as he continues to slam
his cock into her pussy. "Get off me!" Trish yells as her smooth, tanned legs
wrap around his waist.

Mr. Kennedy laughs as he drives his cock in and out of Trish's pussy, "Ohhhh
yeah you want it...." Kennedy moans as he keeps fucking Trish on his hotel
room bed.

Trish shakes her head "You're so disgusting!" Trish yells as Mr. Kennedy
continues to forcibly slam his cock into Trish's pussy as he thrusts become
quicker and sharper.

Mr. Kennedy smirks, "Ahhh you like it...." Kennedy grunts as he reaches
behind himself to remove her legs from his waist. Kennedy pulls his cock out
of Trish's pussy and turns her over onto all fours so that he can ram his
cock back into her puss, this time from behind.

"Ohhhhh!" Trish grits her teeth and lowers her blond haired head as Mr.
Kennedy thrusts his cock into her pussy from behind as he forces her to rock
on her knees "Ohhhh! Ohhhh shit! Fuck!" Trish moans as he painfully rams his
cock into her.

"Ahhhh yeah... ohhhh yeah!" Mr. Kennedy moans as he pulls Trish back towards
him as he drives his cock in and out of her tight warm pussy. Kennedy's balls
smack against Trish's smooth tanned and gorgeous skin with every thrust.

Trish slowly lifts her head and raises an eyebrow as she glances forward and
notices an alarm clock on the night stand next to the bed, and an idea pops
into Trish's head. Trish slowly glances back and smiles at Kennedy as she
surprisingly and smoothly pushes back against his cock "Mmmm...yeah that
feels so good.." Trish says as she seductively licks her lips.

Kennedy laughs a bit, "What the fuck...." Kennedy moans in confusion of
Trish's change in attitude as he pumps his cock deep into Trish's pussy as
she looks back at him and matches his pace.

"Mmmm...you want me to play nice now?" Trish asks with a cute laugh as
she presses her gorgeous, tanned ass back against his toned waist as she
continues to rock back against his thrusting cock.

"Ahhh fuck yeah..." Mr. Kennedy moans, "I knew all you blondes are alike!"
Kennedy grunts as he slams his cock deep into Trish's tight pussy before he
pulls his cock out and lays on his back, "Now be good and ride me bitch..."

Trish raises an eyebrow and tosses her blond hair back "Oh...I would love
to..." Trish says with a smile before she moves over to Mr. Kennedy and
gently mounts her beautiful body onto his rock hard cock. Trish locks her
eyes on the alarm clock as she begins to gently rock back and forth on Mr.
Kennedy's cock.

"Ahhhh ohhh yeah...." Kennedy moans as he starts to thrust his cock up into
Trish's pussy as she rocks on him. Trish presses her soft lips together as
she firmly places her hands down on his toned chest while she guides her
beautifully tanned and toned body back and forth on Kennedy's cock, riding
the loud mouthed Superstar at an increasing pace.

"Ohhhh yeah.... mmmm fuck yeah... ride that cock..." Mr. Kennedy moans as he
thrusts his cock quickly up into Trish's pussy as she rocks back and forth at
quick pace before she begins to bounce on him. Trish gently grits her teeth
as she bounces smoothly on Mr. Kennedy's shaft as she grinds her warm, wet
pussy down on his cock every time she lowers her tanned body onto his shaft.

"Ahhhh ohhh fuck... ahhhh!" Kennedy moans as he starts to cum inside of
Trish's pussy as she grinds herself on his cock between each of her bounces.

Trish bites down on bottom lip as she gradually slows down on Mr. Kennedy's
cock and suddenly reaches over to the night stand for the alarm clock "Hey
Kennedy!" Trish calls out, while still mounted on top of him.

Kennedy lifts his head up, "What..." Kennedy starts to say.

"Don't mess with Stratusfaction baby..." Trish says before she suddenly drops
the alarm clock onto the head of Mr. Kennedy.

"Uhh..." Kennedy grunts slightly before he becomes unconscious following the
impact of the alarm clock landing on his head.

Trish lifts herself off of the unconscious Mr. Kennedy as she moves down the
bed to grab her pair of jeans. Trish takes a deep breath as she pulls her
jeans up her legs and buttons them up. "Time to find Chris..." Trish says
before she fixes her shirt.

The door to the hotel room is opened and Chris Jericho, wearing just boxers
with his hands tied behind his back, enters followed by JBL and Melina. "Well
what do we have here..." JBL sneers.

Melina narrows her eyes and places her hands onto her hips "I knew Vince
would have hired some blond slut to try and stop us..." Melina says with a
laugh before she gives a disgusted look at Trish Stratus "Although I figured
it would be an amateur...not some washed up bitch!" Melina replies as Trish
locks her eyes with Melina.

The only bitch here...is you!" Trish says.

"Well you have crossed paths with the wrong people..." JBL says as he pushes
Jericho aside and starts to approach Trish.

Jericho grits his teeth, "Don't even think about it jackass..." Jericho says
as he hits against the dresser. JBL ignores him and Melina has no chance to
call out as Jericho rushes towards the mauling millionaire and dropkicks him
squarely in the back.

"Ahhh!" JBL yells as he's knocked forward, head first towards the wall.

Trish looks at Chris Jericho and nods her head with a smile "Good one..."
Trish laughs before she turns her attention back to Melina and rushes
forward, tackling the manipulative Diva down to the floor. Melina falls to
the floor and Trish instantly mounts her and starts bang Melina's head
against the floor.

JBL leans against the wall, composes himself and turns around, "I should've
finished you off down stairs!" JBL yells at Jericho before he rushes towards
him. Jericho doesn't waste energy with a snappy comeback, instead he trips
JBL with a drop toe hold that causes JBL's head to crash hard against the
floor, instantly knocking him out.

Trish stands up and looks over at Chris Jericho and nods her head "Let's tie
them up and report back to Vince..."

Jericho looks at Trish, "Nice idea... but my hands are bit.. tied up
themselves..." Jericho laughs as he turns away from Trish so that she can
see his bound wrists.

Trish laughs as she unties Jericho's hands from behind his back and gives him
a playful pat on the ass "Good work Chris..." Trish says with a nod of her
head and smiles.

"You weren't so bad yourself...." Jericho says as he flexes his wrists before
he takes the sheet off the bed and uses it to tie JBL's arms together.

* * *

On a beach, Chris Jericho is laying on a beach chair, dressed in white swim
trunks. He turns his head to look at Trish who's sitting on a beach chair,
"You know... it wasn't that bad working with you again..." Jericho smirks.

Trish raises an eyebrow and lifts her sunglasses, revealing her beautiful and
desirable eyes. "Yeah...I guess it wasn't so bad either..." Trish says with a
slightly smirks as she leans back slightly in her beach chair while dressed
in a stunning black bikini as the sun perfectly shines her tanned body.

Jericho smirks, "Although it did suck that I didn't get to see you naked
while in action..." Jericho says.

Trish rolls her eyes "Chris...some things never change..." Trish laughs and
shakes her head "You're still a major horndog...." Trish says as she presses
her sensual lips together and looks over at Jericho.

Chris Jericho laughs a bit, "And you're still a hot piece of ass.... good
things don't change...." Jericho replies.

Trish sits up a bit and turns to look at Jericho "Chris....you know why I
wanted a sexy sidekick?" Trish asks she locks her seductive eyes with him.

Jericho nods his head, "Sure... I'd love to know why."

"Well..." Trish smiles and moves a bit closer "Because...do I get to fuck the
sexy sidekick at the end?" Trish asks with a cute laugh as she seductively
licks her lips.

"Of course you do... it's like in the manual ain't it?" Jericho licks his
lips as he sits up on his beach chair.

Trish shrugs her shoulders and scoots off of the beach chair and sits down
on the warm sand on her knees "I don't know...I've never read it..." Trish
laughs as she places her hands on Jericho's swim shorts and slowly pulls
them down from his gorgeous waist.

"You should..." Jericho grins as Trish brings down his swim shorts to uncover
Jericho's already fourteen inch cock.

"Really?" Trish cutely raises an eyebrow "I like to play by my own rules
though..." Trish Stratus says as she wraps her hands around Jericho's
hardening shaft and begins to gently stroke his cock before she lowers her
blond haired head down and gently slides her tongue against the head of his
cock.

"Mmmmm.... I'm not going to complain..." Jericho moans as leans back on his
beach chair and places his hands on it. Trish lifts her beautiful eyes and
locks them with Jericho as she seductively circles her wet tongue around the
head of his fourteen inch cock. Trish Stratus opens her incredible mouth and
lowers her head to take his cock into her mouth.

"Ahhhhh ohhh yeah Trish..." Jericho moans as he closes his eyes as Trish bobs
her head slowly on his cock.

Trish presses her sensual lips around Jericho's shaft as she smoothly bobs
her head working her skilled mouth on Jericho's cock. "Mmmm...mmmm..." Trish
moans as she starts to bob her head at a quicker pace.

"Ahhh... mmmm shit..." Jericho moans as he starts to rock on his beach chair
to thrust his cock lightly into Trish's mouth as she blows him. Trish lifts
and lowers her head at a smooth pace as she takes twelve inches of Jericho's
cock into her incredible, hot mouth as her saliva drips down his cock. Trish
closes her eyes as she gently twists her head on his cock.

"Mmmmm fuck Trish...." Jericho moans as Trish takes his huge cock deeper into
her mouth as she twists her head around his shaft.

Jericho gently taps her soft, wet tongue against the bottom side of Jericho's
shaft before she lifts her head off of his cock and smiles up at him "Are you
going to fuck me Chris?"

"Is RAW the best show on television?" Jericho smirks as he stands up from the
beach chair. Jericho easily lifts Trish up and lays her on her beach chair
before he removes her black bikini bottoms to reveal her smoothly shaved
pussy. The Sexy Beast licks his lips leans down onto Trish and pushes his
huge cock into her tight pussy.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip as Chris Jericho lays on top of her and
pushes his cock into her pussy. "Ohhhh...mmmm Chris" Trish moans as she
unclips her black bikini top to reveal her large and tanned tits "Ohhhh
Chris..." Trish moans as she places her hands on Jericho's muscular arms as
he pushes his cock into her pussy.

"Mmmmm ahhhh yeah Trish... mmmm...' Jericho moans as he smoothly pumps his
cock in and out of Trish's tight warm pussy. Jericho then starts to increase
the pace of his thrusts as Trish puts her legs around his waist. Trish leans
up a bit and gently brushes her tongue against Jericho's lips before she
gently kisses the Sexy Beast while she smoothly pushes back against Jericho's
thrusting shaft.

"Mmmmm..." Jericho moans as he slides his tongue into Trish's mouth as he
drives his cock in and out of Trish's warm tight pussy as she thrusts herself
against him. Trish closes her eyes as she wraps her tongue around Jericho's
tongue and begins to gently suck on his tongue, while kissing him. Trish's
gorgeous and nicely toned, tanned body grinds against Jericho's muscular body
as she takes his cock deeper into her pussy.

Jericho breaks the kiss with Trish as he sharply fucks her tight pussy,
"Ahhhh yeah baby..." Jericho moans. When Trish lets her legs slip from his
waist, Jericho pulls his cock out of Trish's pussy and lays next to her on
the beach chair and turns her on her left side before he pushes his cock
back into Stratusfying pussy.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip and glances over her shoulder to look at
Chris Jericho as he starts to thrust his cock in and out of her warm, tight
pussy "Ohhhh...mmm Chris...you're so fucking great..."

"You're real great too Trish... when are you coming out of retirement?"
Jericho asks with a moans as he thrusts his cock deeply into Trish's pussy
as she arches her right lef over his legs.

Trish laughs as she perfectly pushes her nicely tanned ass back against
Jericho's waist to forces his cock deeper into her pussy "Oh Chris...you
just want to fuck me every Monday night..."

"Do you blame me?" Jericho asks with a laugh as he speeds up his thrusts and
his balls bang right against Trish's pussy every time he drives his cock deep
into her pussy.

"Mmmm...ohhh not at all..." Trish moans as she grinds her ass against
Jericho's gorgeous, muscular waist as she smacks back against his cock.

"Ahhhhh.... great...." Jericho moans as he turns onto his back with Trish's
pussy still stuffed with his cock as she is now positioned on top of him.
Jericho puts his hands on Trish's waist and smoothly lifts her up and down
on his fourteen inch cock.

Trish tilts her head back and places her hands onto his gorgeous, muscular
and tanned chest as she swiftly bounces on his shaft. "Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh fuck
Chris!" Trish moans as she rocks back on his cock while he thrusts up into
her pussy.

"Fuck... mmmmm yeah baby... ohhh shit!" Chris Jericho moans as he thrusts his
huge cock upward into Trish's pussy while bouncing her on his dick at the
same time.

Trish licks her lips as she rocks back on his shaft to sharply grind her
pussy on his cock "Ohhhh...ohhhh shit!" Trish moans as she slams her perfect
body onto his shaft.

"Ahhhh... mmmm shit.... fuck!" Jericho moans as he drives his cock quickly
into Trish's tight wet pussy as she grinds herself back and forth on his
pistoning dick.

"Mmmm...ohhhh Chris..." Trish moans as her pussy tightens around his shaft
and she begins to cum on Jericho's cock.

"Ohhh... mmmm damn.... ohhhh Trish..." Chris Jericho moans as he starts to
cum inside of Trish's pussy as her pussy juices flow down on his cock.

Trish licks her lips as she gently rocks back on his cock "Ohhhh shit
Chris..." Trish softly moans as she lifts herself off of his cock.

"Ahhh.. mmmm..." Jericho moans, "So Trish.... are you coming back any time
soon?" Jericho asks

Trish smiles as she lays down next to Chris Jericho on the beach chair
"Chris...I like be able to relax...but you know...I'm only a phone call
away."

-END-


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