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Now... Kristi and Dice present:



Tales From Greenwich Part 2: Tuesday Twist Of Fate
by Kristi (Kristi_aka@hotmail.com)
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (diceandkristifiles@yahoo.com)

On the morning of January 19, 2010 in Greenville, South Carolina, in their
private hotel room suite, Triple H is kneeling behind his wife Stephanie
McMahon as he rapidly pumps his thick, long and rock hard cock into her
soaking wet pussy from behind. "Ahhh awww.... Ahhhh!" Triple H grunts as he
pulls Stephanie back against himself so that her juicy ass cheeks smack
against his muscular waist.

"Ohhhhh...ohhhhh yeah Paul! Ohhhhh baby!" Stephanie McMahon moans as sweat
nicely coats her nicely juicy and curved body. Stephanie licks her lips,
turning her brunette head back to look seductively at her husband, Triple H,
as he deeply hammers his cock into her pussy from behind.

"Ahhh.... awww... shit.... mmmm fuck!" Triple H groans as he pulls his
gorgeous wife backward as he slams his entire cock deeply and firmly into her
pussy.

Stephanie closes her eyes and grits her teeth as she firmly pushes her juicy
and rounded ass back against Triple H, loudly smacking against his tanned and
muscular waist as he hammers his cock repeatedly into his wife's wet pussy.
"Ohhhhhh Paul!"

"Ahhhh yeah... mmmm!" Triple H licks his lips as he suddenly pulls his cock
out of Stephanie's pussy. After scooting back slightly, Triple H grabs
Stephanie and turns her onto her back. Just as Stephanie spreads her legs,
Triple H moves forward and firmly pushes his cock back into her pussy.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhhhh yeah Paul...." Stephanie moans, licking her lips as she
wraps her smooth and gorgeous legs around his muscular and tanned waist as he
begins to ram his shaft deeply into her wet pussy, causing her to move back
and forth on the bed.

"Mmmmm ahhhh...." Triple H grunts as he swiftly pumps his cock into
Stephanie's pussy as she pushes herself against him to match his pace.

"Mmmmmm...ohhh yeah baby...that feels so good..." Stephanie moans and arches
her back slightly as Triple H grips her curved hips and rapidly slams his
cock into her wet and tight pussy as sweat drips off of both their bodies.

"Awww... ahhh nothing... ahhh like a morning fuck... right baby?" Triple H
grunts as he pounds his wife's snatch with harder thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh yeah Paul! Ohhhhhh!" Stephanie moans as she lustfully grinds back
against her husband's sledgehammer thrusting shaft as she rocks back and
forth on the bed, causing the large hotel room bed to squeak

"Awww.... ohhhh fuck... ahhh... ahhh!" Triple H groans as he hammers
Stephanie's pussy and his ballsack smacks loudly against Stephanie's smooth
skin.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh Paul! Ohhhhhhh!" Stephanie moans loudly as sweat rolls of
her gorgeous body while Triple H's cock continues to ram deeply into her
pussy. With sweat dripping down his muscular and tanned body, Triple H grabs
hold of Stephanie again and turns over so that she ends up on top of him by
the time he lays on his back.

Stephanie presses her lips together and places her hands down onto Triple H's
muscular and tanned chest as she starts to rapidly rock back and forth on his
impressive cock, easily riding his shaft. "Ohhhhhhh...ohhhhh Paul...."
Stephanie moans as she lowers her brunette head and lustfully kisses his firm
lips.

"Mmmm... mmmmm!" Triple H moans into Stephanie's mouth as she grinds herself
on his cock as he pumps his cock upward into her pussy.

Stephanie slides her tongue against Triple H's tongue as she deeply kisses
him, while sharply rocking back and forth on his cock. "Mmmmmmmmm..."
Stephanie lustfully moans into his mouth.

"Mmmmm!" Triple H slaps his tongue against Stephanie's tongue as she rocks on
his pistoning cock as it starts to throb inside of her cunt.

Stephanie McMahon lifts her head from Triple H, breaking the kiss as she
sharply rocks back on his shaft. "Ohhhhhhh...mmmm Paul!"

"Ahhh ohhh yeah baby... ahhh awww!" Triple H grunts as Stephanie begins to
bounce up and down on his pulsating cock as he keeps driving it up into her.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh yeah..." Stephanie lustfully moans as she slides her hands
against his muscular chest, grinding her pussy down on his cock.

"Ahhh awwwww ahhhh fuck!" Triple H groans as he starts to cum inside of
Stephanie's pussy as she grinds herself on his now erupting dick. Stephanie
leans her head back and closes her eyes as she feels his warm cum flooding
into her wet pussy, while she smoothly rocks back and forth on his cock.

"Mmmmm.... ahhh..." Triple H moans as his wife rocks on his cock as he fills
her with his warm cum. Stephanie sweetly smiles down at Triple H as she comes
to a stop on his cock, but remains on his shaft.

"Mmmm so... do we really have to go to the SmackDown tapings?" Triple H asks
as he looks up at Stephanie.

Stephanie raises an eyebrow and glances down at Triple H "You know the answer
to that..."

Triple H jokingly sighs, "Yeah... I do..."

Stephanie lifts herself off of Triple H's impressively muscular, sweat
covered body and stands up from the bed. "And if you're good today you can
have a treat..." Stephanie teases with a smirk.

"A treat?" Triple H sits up on the bed, "What am I? A Dog?" Triple H laughs.

Stephanie smirks and shrugs her shoulders "Maybe..." Stephanie says with a
laugh as she starts to walk away.

* * *

Later in the day at the Bi-Lo Center, Stephanie McMahon is talking with the
head of the SmackDown creative team Michael Hayes as they go over the plans
for the SmackDown television taping. "We're going to need about fifteen to
twenty minutes for the 'going away party' segment, and another ten for the
introduction of Serena to the Straightedge storyline, we can get that time by
shortening up the Cryme Tyme versus Knox and Haas match and the Khali and
Matt versus the Harts match..." Michael says as he gives his thoughts on how
the tapings should go.

WWE Executive Vice President of Creative, Stephanie McMahon, nods her head
slowly as she process the information that Michael Hayes has presented to
her. "How long do we have both the matches running for now?" Stephanie asks
as she glances at Michael Hayes.

"About two minutes for Cryme Tyme, Knox and Haas before Kane runs in and five
minutes for the Hart Kids, Matt and Khali, we can easily cut both matches in
half," Michael answers.

Stephanie nods her head "Yeah...let's have Kane do the run in earlier for the
Cryme Tyme/Knox and Haas match..." Stephanie says before pausing and then
adding. "We definitely need time to introduce the Serena character...let's
also hold off on involving Vickie for the 'going away party'...I still like
the idea of pairing her up with Layla and Michelle, but let's hold it off for
a couple weeks."

"All right, and before I forget, Dave is not thrilled about losing the dark
match for tonight to Mysterio..." Michael Hayes says and he can see that
Stephanie isn't thrilled with that piece of news.

Stephanie folds her arms against her chest and raises an eyebrow "Tell me
you're kidding..."

"Wish I was, he's wanting a bunch of run ins to look strong... even though
the match isn't going to be for TV," Michael replies.

Stephanie shakes her head "Too bad...I'm sick of his shit, tell him to get
the fuck over it!" Stephanie slightly snaps, unintentionally at Michael
Hayes. "And if he has a problem with it...he can see me!"

"I'll be sure to send him your way," Michael Hayes nods his head. Stephanie
sighs and turns to walk away from Michael Hayes, clearly not pleased with the
news she was told by him.

* * *

Elsewhere in the arena, Triple H, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, is talking
with Nick 'Dolph Ziggler' Nemeth. "You really got to stop smirking when you
talk... makes it look like you're not taking anything you say seriously..."
Triple H says.

Dolph pauses, "Yeah but Lombardi says to keep it, says it makse me look real
cocky..." Dolph says.

Triple H smirks, "Are you going to listen to a career jobber like the
Brooklyn Brawler, or The Game?" Triple H asks.

"Ehhh good point..." Dolph replies.

"Hey Nick! Hey Paul!" The upbeat SmackDown Diva, Layla El, says as she
approaches Ziggler and Triple H. "Do you mind if I butt in for a moment?"
Layla says with a sweet smile as she looks at Ziggler and then Triple H.

"Nope, I got to go check the house show line up sheets for this weekend to
see if I'm working, thanks for the advice Paul..." Dolph Ziggler says before
he walks away from Triple H and Layla.

Triple H turns his attention to Layla, "Well guess he didn't want all the
advice I had to give that badly..." Triple H says with a slight chuckle.

Layla laughs and places her hands onto her nicely rounded hips and presses
her pouty, moist lips together "I was hoping we could have I chat..." Layla
begins to say. "Michelle really ripped into me in the locker room...she said
I wasn't being 'heel' enough...can you believe that!?"

"Not really considering I can hear a pin drop when ever she goes out in front
of a live crowd," Triple H laughs slightly, "Thank goodness for Mickie being
a team player to do what it takes to try and get Michelle over as a heel..."

Layla looks at Triple H and shrugs her shoulders "Well...I guess what I'm
asking, is what can I do to better myself as a heel?" Layla professionally
asks.

Triple H smirks, "Well for a guy, it's easy, just to something dastardly
that'll get you a lot of heat...."

Layla smiles and sweetly looks at Triple H "Well about for someone like me?"

Triple H folds his arms for a moment, "Hmmm... well since you're pretty much
Michelle's lackey... I think you should try playing up on that, trying to
copy her while still keeping that feisty or as I heard you call it, that
Nasty Girl personality."

Layla smiles at Triple H and nods her head "Oh I can be a nasty girl!" Layla
says with a laugh.

Triple H smirks slightly, "Do I even want to know how nasty you can be?"

Layla licks her pouty lips slightly and shrugs her shoulders "Well that would
be up for you to decided..."

"Oh really?" Triple H asks.

Layla places her hands onto her nicely curved, smoothly shaped hips and nods
her head "Oh that's right baby..."

Triple H smirks before he glances around, "All right... then follow me Ms.
Nasty..." Triple H says as he steps towards his wife's vacant office and
walks inside.

Layla raises an eyebrow and watches suspiciously as Triple H walks into the
vacant office. Layla begins to cautiously follow the husband of Stephanie
McMahon into the vacant office. "Wait...is this some type of rib that the
girls are playing on me?"

Triple H laughs, "You think I'd bring you into my wife's own office to play a
rib? I want to see if you can back up what you say..."

Layla's eyes widen and she bites down on her bottom lip as she nervously
glances around the vacant office. "Whoa...whoa...hold it...this is Stephanie
office? Are you crazy!?"

Triple H smiles, "Nope I'm not... guess you're scared... and not really as
nasty as you claim..." Triple H says.

Layla shakes her head "Wait just a sec... I.'m nasty, I just don't want to
get caught..."

Triple H folds his arms, "Last I checked, nasty girls don't care if they get
caught..." Triple H says with an amused look on his face.

Layla raises an eyebrow and smirks slightly at Triple H "All I have to say is
if Steph catches us...you better have my back and make sure I don't lose my
job!"

Triple H smirks as Layla closes the office door, "You won't have to worry
about that... if she walks in, you may just have to get nastier...
Stephanie's a lot like her old man, loves to see people who give their all
for the business..."

Layla bites down on her bottom lip and seductively glares at Triple H "Well
then baby....you better prepare for me to get real nasty!" Layla says before
she approaches Triple H and suddenly drops down onto her knees in front of
him.

"You don't have to worry about that..." Triple H replies as he starts to take
off his t-shirt as Layla grabs his belt buckle are starts to unbuckle it.
Layla hungrily licks her perfectly white teeth as she unbuckles his belt and
threads the belt through the loops of his jeans, removing the belt
completely. Layla narrows her eyes and glances up at Triple H as she moves
her hands against the impressive bulge of Triple H's jeans where his cock
lies underneath. Layla proceeds to then unbutton and unzip his jeans before
tugging them down from his muscular waist.

"Eager aren't ya..." Triple H smirks as Layla jerks down his jeans from his
waist and pulls them down his legs while his thick, long and rapidly
hardening cock rises between his powerful legs. Layla smirks up at Triple H
as she takes her left hand and gently wraps it around his hardening cock.
Layla spits some of her saliva down onto his growing shaft and moves her hand
against his cock, lathering it up with her soothing saliva.

"Mmmm..." Triple H moans as Layla again spits on his cock as she moves her
left hand back and forth on his now fully hardened cock.

"Mmmmm...you like that, don't ya baby?" Layla says as she moves her left hand
smoothly, back and forth, against his now fully hard and thick cock. Layla
lightly flips her smooth and long dark hair back before lowering her head and
tenderly flicking her tongue against the massive, swollen head of his cock.

"Mmmm it's not bad..." Triple H says as he moans again while Layla flicks her
tongue around the large head of his dick while she jerks his shaft with her
left hand.

"Ohhhhhhhh...." Layla softly moans as she drags her wet tongue around the
head of Triple H's cock as she smoothly moves her left hand up and down his
long and thick shaft.

"Guess you need a little help being nasty..." Triple H smirks as places his
right hand on Layla's head. Just as her tongue is reaching the bottom side of
his cock, Triple H pull's Layla's head forward as he pushes his cock forward
so that it enters her mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Layla groans lustfully as Triple H's cock invades her sassy
and seductive mouth. Layla's pouty lips wrap perfectly around his thick shaft
and she begins to immediately bob her head at a brisk and quickening pace.

"Ahhh..." Triple H groans as he begins to thrust his cock in and out of
Layla's mouth as she bobs her head quickly on his thick dick.

"Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmm!" Layla moans as she places her hands onto his
muscular and tanned waist as she rapidly moves her head, thanks to Triple H
pumping his cock deeply into her wet mouth.

"Ahhh.... awww...." Triple H groans as he fucks Layla's mouth with swift and
deep thrusts as she slides her hands over his waist.

"Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm! Gahhhh! Gahhhh!" Layla moans and slightly gags on
Triple H's cock as he impressively pumps his thick and long, sledgehammer-
like cock in and out of her seductively nasty mouth. Triple H continues to
plunge his cock into Layla's mouth, causing saliva to spill out past her
lips. The Game suddenly jerks his cock out of Layla's mouth and pulls her up
to her feet.

"Mmmmmm...lets get real nasty!" Layla says as she licks her lips and eagerly
lifts her top, exposing her large and nicely rounded, juicy tits.

"Let's see what you got..." Triple H smirks as he turns Layla around and
pulls down her tight fitting pants from her waist. Triple H only lowers
Layla's pants as far as her knees before he bends her forward in order to
firmly shove his thick, hard and saliva coated dick into her pussy.

"Mmmmmmmm! Yeah that feels so nasty!" Layla lustfully moans as she begins to
rock forward on her feet as Triple H pumps his cock deeply into her wet
pussy.

"Ahhh.... awww...." Triple H grunts as he thrusts his stiff cock into Layla's
pussy with firm and deep thrusts while he grabs hold of her waist. Layla
grits her teeth as she glances over her shoulder and seductively looks back
at Triple H as she begins to smoothly push her incredibly curved and gorgeous
body back against his hammer thrusting cock. "Mmmm.... ahhhh..." Triple H
groans as he hammers Layla's pussy with his sledgehammer like cock while she
pushes back against him.

"Ohhhhhh yeah! Fuck that nasty pussy!" Layla moans and presses her lips
together as she grinds her gorgeous body back against his cock, feeling his
shaft ramming deeply into her pussy from behind.

"Ahhh.... awww fuck... ahhh..." Triple H moans as he swiftly drives his cock
into Layla's pussy. Triple H adjusts the grip he has on Layla's hips and
starts to push her down to the ground as he lowers himself down on his knees.
Within moments, Triple H has Layla down on all fours as he continues to fuck
her from behind. Layla leans her head back and places her hands firmly onto
the floor as she steadily rocks back and forth on her knees as Triple H slams
his cock into her wet pussy.

"Ahhh.... awww.... ahhhh!" Triple H grunts and groans as he rams his entire
cock into Layla's pussy repeatedly. The Game's large ball sack smacks between
Layla's legs while her ass cheeks hit against his muscular waist.

"Ohhhhh yeah baby! Ohhhhh yeah!" Layla moans and licks her lips as she
perfectly grinds her juicy and rounded ass back against his muscular waist as
his cock deeply rams into her pussy.

"Yeah... ahhh yeah take that fucking cock!" Triple H groans as he
relentlessly pounds Layla's pussy with his massive tool.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh fuck! Ohhhhh!" Layla moans loudly as she rocks back and
forth quickly on her hands and knees while Triple H slams his cock deeply
into her tight and wet pussy, feeling his thrusts become harder.

"Mmmmm ahhh yeah.... awww... ahhh..." Triple H groans as he suddenly leans to
his right until he and Layla are laying on their sides. Layla kicks off her
pants and raises her left leg up allowing Triple H to slam his cock deeper
and harder into her cunt.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhh yeah baby! Ohhhhh fuck!" Layla moans and grits her teeth
tightly as she firmly pushes back against Triple H's cock, while the two lay
on the floor with his cock slamming deep into her pussy. Triple H grits his
teeth as he begins to sweat as he keeps pumping his cock into Layla's pussy.
Triple H grabs Layla's raised leg with his left hand as he increases the pace
of his firm thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh yeah baby! Ohhhhhh fuck that pussy!" Layla moans as her gorgeous
body moves against the floor as Triple H firmly and rapidly pounds his cock
into her wet and tight pussy.

"Ahhhh.... awww yeah.... ahhhh!" Triple H groans as his cock begins to throb
as he drills Layla's dripping wet pussy.

Layla glances over her shoulder and slyly looks back at Triple H as she feels
his cock ramming deeper into her pussy as his thrusts increase in speed.
"Ohhhhhh yeah! Mmmmmmm I'm your nasty girl!"

"Ahhh mmmm you certainly are nasty..." Triple H grunts as his cock pulsates
more noticeably as he pounds Layla's cunt.

"Ohhhhhhh yeah! Mmmmm fuck that pussy baby!" Layla moans as her pussy
tightens around his shaft.

"Awww.... ahhh... awww!" Triple H grunts loudly as he starts to cum inside of
Layla's snatch.

Layla licks her luscious lips and slyly glances over her shoulder as she
feels his warm cum flooding her pussy as she lightly pushes back against his
shaft. "Mmmmmmm...yeah..."

"Mmmmm fuck..." Triple H moans as he holds his erupting cock inside of
Layla's pussy.

"Mmmmmmm that was amazing baby!"

Triple H licks his lips, "Mmmm well after seeing how nasty you can be... I
think you should really show that on TV... you'll be the top heel Diva in no
time..."

Layla raises an eyebrow and smirks "You really think so?"

"Yeah I do... I know what I'm talking about," Triple H smirks.

Layla nods her head and smirks "Well...I'll keep that in mind, baby.

* * *

Elsewhere in the backstage area, Matt Hardy, wearing his wrestling tights,
boots and black ring jacket, is chatting with Shelton Benjamin and Ron 'R-
Truth' Killings. "Man we was rooming next to them last night, and they woke
us up with how loud they were," R-Truth says.

"From now on, I'm double checking who's going to be in the next room before I
go out, because they were going at it at 7 AM," Shelton adds.

Matt Hardy laughs, "Hey don't you two know a happy Steph is a good thing...
if Paul pumps her good to start the day, that means she'll be in a good
mood..."

"Shit Matt, if you heard it, to me it sounded like she was faking it..." R-
Truth says before he laughs as Stephanie McMahon comes walking down the
hallway.

"If she was she probably does it not to bruise Paul's ego, cause he's the
Game..." Shelton laughs.

Matt smirks, "Well if Stephanie ever got a dose of Mattitude, she wouldn't
have to fake anything..." Matt says as Stephanie McMahon overhears the last
moments of the conversation Matt, R-Truth and Shelton are having.

WWE Executive Vice President of Creative and daughter of Vince McMahon,
Stephanie McMahon, raises an eyebrow after overhearing Matt Hardy, R-Truth
and Shelton Benjamin. Stephanie clears her throat as she stands behind Matt
Hardy and R-Truth. "Excuse me...gentlemen, I hope I'm not interrupting
anything..." Stephanie says, dressed in a pair of nicely fitting black slacks
and blue buttoned blouse that slightly exposes some of her gorgeous cleavage.

"Um nope... I was just going..." Shelton Benjamin says after seeing
Stephanie.

"Yeah me too... talk to you later Matt" R-Truth says just before he and
Shelton walk away quickly before Matt realizes who's behind him.

Matt turns around and sees Stephanie, "Oh... hi Stephanie..."

Stephanie McMahon folds her arms against her chest and smirks slightly at
Matt Hardy "I don't know if I heard you correctly, but..."

"Oh... you heard something? I didn't say anything..." Matt says as he looks
over his shoulder and he sees R-Truth and Shelton running around a corner.
"Bastards..." Matt grumbles before he looks at Stephanie again.

Stephanie raises an eyebrow and glances at Matt Hardy "Are you sure about
that, Matt?" Stephanie asks as she firmly looks at Matt.

"Um well you know I was just joking around..." Matt Hardy replies.

Stephanie presses her lips together and nods her head slightly "I think we
need to have a little chat...somewhere more private..."

"We... we do?" Matt asks nervously.

Stephanie nods her head "I think we do Matt..." Stephanie says as she narrows
her eyes slightly at the SmackDown Superstar.

"I'm in trouble aren't I?" Matt asks.

Stephanie McMahon looks at Matt Hardy for a moment before replying "You know
where the traveling bus that Paul and I use is parked, right?" Stephanie
asks, without clearly giving Matt a yes or no answer.

"Yeah..." Matt nods his head.

Stephanie nods her head approvingly "Good. That should be private enough for
our little chat...." Stephanie says before she unfolds her arms from her
chest. "Be there in 15 minutes...and don't be late..." Stephanie says with a
shake of her head before she turns to walk away.

"All right..." Matt says as he sounds a bit confused over Stephanie wanting
to meet him on her private tour bus.

Stephanie pauses and glances back at Matt Hardy "Oh and Matt...I promise I
won't be faking anything!"

Matt pauses as he thinks about Stephanie's comment, "Sweet..." Matt simply
says with a grin.

* * *

Twenty minutes later inside of Triple H and Stephanie McMahon's tour bus,
Stephanie is sitting on the small couch in the center area of the bus as a
naked Matt Hardy kneels between her legs and eagerly laps his tongue against
her smoothly shaven, wet and warm pussy. "Mmmm... mmmm!" Matt moans as he
slides his tongue all over Stephanie's twat.

Stephanie bites down on her bottom lip and leans her head back as the
gorgeous daughter of Vince McMahon is naked as well as Matt laps his tongue
against her wet and warm pussy. "Ohhhhh yeah...mmmm fuck..." Stephanie
groans.

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!" Matt moans as he bobs his head slightly as he works his wet
tongue against Stephanie's pussy as she places a hand on top of his dark
haired head.

"Mmmmmm yeah....mmmmm that feels so good Matt..." Stephanie moans and grits
her teeth as she starts to push her wet and warm pussy against his face as
she comfortably relaxes on the small couch. Matt Hardy pushes his tongue into
Stephanie's pussy as she grinds herself against his face and tongue. Matt
places his hands on Stephanie's thighs as he circles his tongue around inside
of her snatch. Stephanie threads the fingers of her right hand through Matt's
long dark hair as he bobs his head, lapping his skilled tongue against her
wet and warm pussy.

"Mmmm! Mmmm!" Matt moans as he darts his tongue in and out of Stephanie's
pussy. The hot hunk from North Carolina grinds his face slightly against
Stephanie's pussy as she keeps pushing herself against his mouth.

"Mmmmmmmm...shit...mmmmm yeah..." Stephanie moans as she feels his tongue
begin to thrust into her wet and warm pussy, feeling it occasionally circling
around inside of her snatch. Matt tilts his head slightly as he pushes his
tongue as far as possible into Stephanie's pussy and holds it inside of her
as she thrusts herself on his tongue. Once Stephanie lifts her hand off of
his head, Matt slowly lifts his head up from Stephanie's pussy.

Stephanie raises an eyebrow and smirks at Matt Hardy as he lifts his head to
look up at her. "I must say I am impressed..."

Matt grins, "I could stay down there all day.. it's a perfect buffet..." Matt
says as he starts to stand up. Stephanie lightly tosses her brunette hair
back and smirks at Matt Hardy before she sits up on the small couch and
scoots the sit at the edge. Stephanie places her left hand around his shaft,
while placing her right hand onto his toned waist as she leans her head
toward his cock and gently flicks her tongue against his nicely hard cock.

"Mmmm..." Matt moans as Stephanie flicks her tongue against the swollen head
of his cock while she stroke his cock slightly with her left hand. Stephanie
lifts her seductive eyes to look up at Matt as she smoothly drags her wet
tongue around the head of his, moving her left hand smoothly against his long
shaft, gradually moving her hand at a quicker pace.

"Ahhh... mmm..." Matt groans. Matt places his left hand on Stephanie's head
as she drags her tongue around the top of his shaft while she pumps her left
hand on his cock. Stephanie taps her wet tongue against the piss-slit of
Matt's cock before she opens her warm and wet, soothing mouth as she proceeds
to lower her head and swallow the upper half of his cock.

"Mmmm fuck yeah Steph..." Matt moans as he slides his hands through
Stephanie's hair as she presses her lips down on his cock before she starts
to bob her head.

"Mmmmmmmmm...." Stephanie McMahon lustfully groans as her moist lips
perfectly wrap around Matt's cock as she steadily and smoothly moves her head
on his shaft, gradually bobbing her head at a quicker pace. Matt licks his
lips as Vince McMahon's daughter bobs her head up and down on his cock as she
moves her left hand down to the base of his cock to hold it steady.

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Stephanie McMahon moans as she turns her head slightly
on Matt's cock as she slaps her wet tongue against his shaft, taking him
deeper into her mouth.

"Ahhh... awwww shit..." Matt Hardy groans loudly as Stephanie easily deep
throats his long and thick cock.

"Mmmmmmmm....Mmmmmmmmm...." Stephanie moans as she impressively lifts and
lowers her head on Matt's cock as her wet saliva drips on his shaft. Matt
tosses his dark hair back as Stephanie bobs her head up and down on his cock
while repeatedly taking it deep into her mouth.

"Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Stephanie moans, twisting her left hand against his shaft
as she smoothly bobs her head on his cock.

"Ahhhh shit... you're great Steph..." Matt groans as Stephanie continues to
work over his cock with her left hand and warm, soothing mouth. Stephanie
smirks around Matt's cock before she slowly lifts her head off of his cock,
her saliva dripping from his shaft. Matt smirks down at Stephanie as she
strokes his cock for a moment before she motions for him to sit next to her
on the couch. Matt sits to the left of Stephanie and then helps her move onto
his lap as she turns to face him.

Stephanie seductively narrows her eyes at Matt Hardy as she places her hands
onto his shoulders and eases herself down onto his rock hard cock, feeling
his cock entering her tight pussy. "Mmmmmmmmm ohhhhh yeah Matt...." Stephanie
moans as she begins to rock back and forth on his cock.

"Mmmm fuck..." Matt groans as he places his hands on Stephanie's waist as she
rocks back and forth on his cock. Matt leans back on the couch as he starts
to thrust his cock up into Stephanie's pussy.

"Ohhhhhh yeah...you like that don't you Matt?" Stephanie moans as she rocks
back and forth on Matt's cock, starting to sharply grind against his cock as
she perfectly rides his cock.

"Awww yeah.... mmmmm fuck..." Matt moans as Stephanie grinds herself on his
upward thrusting cock. Stephanie McMahon slides her hands against Matt's
toned chest as she rocks back and forth, starting to bounce on his shaft,
feeling him begin to thrust upward. Matt slides his hands behind Stephanie
and grabs her ass as she bounces up and down on his pistoning cock

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh shit! Ohhhhhh Matt!" Stephanie McMahon lustfully groans as
she easily bounces and rocks on his fully hard and thick cock, feeling him
ramming deeper and deeper up into her pussy.

"Awww.... awww fuck... ohhh shit!" Matt grunts as Stephanie bounces and rocks
on his cock as he pumps it up into her. The dark haired Superstar starts to
gradually turn to his right until he's able to lay Stephanie down and get on
top of her with his thick shaft still thrusting into her cunt.

"Ohhhhhhh....mmmmm so you think I'm faking yet?" Stephanie asks with a
seductive glare of her eyes as she hooks her gorgeous legs around Matt's
waist an begins to rock with Matt on the couch as she lays underneath him

"Mmmm nope..." Matt grins as he swiftly pumps his stiff cock in and out of
Stephanie's pussy as she pushes herself against him.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh mmmmm...you better not..." Stephanie moans as she places her
hands onto Matt's strong arms and moves swiftly on the couch as he rapidly
pumps his cock into her wet, warm and tight pussy.

"Ahhh.... mmmm.... " Matt moans as he slams his hard, thick cock into
Stephanie's pussy. Matt's large ballsack smacks loudly against Stephanie's
skin as he pounds her cunt with his shaft.

"Ohhhhhhhh! Ohhhhh yeah....ohhhhh Matt!" Stephanie moans loudly as she grinds
her pussy back against Matt's cock as sweat begins to coat her gorgeous body.
Matt grits his teeth his teeth as he rams his cock repeatedly into
Stephanie's cunt as sweat drips off of his body.

"Ohhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!" Stephanie moans as she grinds her pussy against his
cock as it tightens around his shaft.

"Ahhh... mmmm... .awww..." Matt grunts as his cock starts to throb inside of
Stephanie's twat as he feels her pussy juices starting to flow on his shaft.
Stephanie looks up at Matt Hardy and grits her teeth as she grinds her pussy
down against his shaft that deeply rams into her wet pussy.

"Mmmm ahhhh fuck!" Matt Hardy groans as he pulls his pulsating cock out of
Stephanie wet cunt. Matt grips his cock and strokes his shaft a few times
before he starts to shoot his cum onto Stephanie's toned stomach.

"Mmmmmmmm....ohhhhh yeahh..." Stephanie moans and licks her pouty lips as
Matt's warm cum splatters on her stomach.

"Mmmm man... ahhh shit..." Matt groans as he strokes his cock until he's shot
every drop of his warm cum onto Stephanie's stomach.

Stephanie raises an eyebrow and looks at Matt Hardy "Now Matt...I'm glad we
have an understanding now..."

"Yeah.... we do..." Matt nods his head as sweat drips down his face.

Stephanie smirks and nods her head as she moves to sit up on the small couch.
"Now...Matt there is something I do need to talk with you about..."

"Ok..." Matt says as he turns to sit on the couch.

"As you may have heard...we are ending the ECW brand..."

"Yeah... that was some big news... but it makes sense since you know the last
ECW Original left the company," Matt says.

"However we are in the planning process of developing a new program and I
want you to be a featured member of the show..."

"What type of program is it?" Matt asks.

Stephanie McMahon smirks a bit "Well...it may take some time to explain....if
you have the time..."

"Well with my match tonight being like two minutes long... I got loads of
time..." Matt grins.

"Good...then I want to see you after your match is done...and I want you come
back here..."

Matt nods his head, "Yes ma'am

* * *

Later in the night following the SmackDown tapings, Triple H is waiting for
Stephanie inside of their tour bus after she has gone back into the arena to
meet with Matt Hardy. As he relaxes on the small couch, his cell phone rings.
Triple H picks it up off of the couch's armrest and answers it, "Hello?"

"Hello Paul..." The familiar voice of his mother-in-law, Linda McMahon says
on the opposite line of the cell phone.

"Oh hi Senator McMahon," Triple H says with a smile "How are things with the
kids?" Triple H asks.

Linda softly laughs "It's not Senator yet..." Linda replies before adding.
"...Aurora and Murphy are doing amazing...although, Murphy still has that
cough....I've been meaning to get a hold of Stephanie, but she's not
answering her phone..."

"Oh she's in a meeting with one of the guys, you know how she gets, when
she's in a meeting, she doesn't want to be disturbed..." Triple H says, "I
think she got that from Vince..."

Linda softly sighs "Oh...I know that all too well Paul, unfortunately
Stephanie takes too much after her father..." Linda replies with a good
natured laugh. "Anyway, do you happen to know what Stephanie has been giving
Murphy for her cough?

"She took Murphy to the pediatrician before we left, the doc said not to give
anything," Triple H says.

"Not to give her anything? Is he ridiculous? It's clear she has a bad
cough..."

"Yeah, but Stephanie likes to follow the doctor's orders when it comes to the
kids," Triple H replies.

"Alright...just have Stephanie call me when she gets a chance.."

"I'll have her call you as soon as she gets on the bus," Triple H says.

"Thank you, Paul, and take care..."

"Talk to you later Linda..." Triple H says before Linda hangs up the phone.
Triple H puts his cell phone down as Stephanie enters the bus, "Hey Steph...
your mom just called..."

Stephanie raises an eyebrow "Why didn't she just call my cell phone?"
Stephanie asks.

"She tried... you weren't picking up," Triple H says, "Murphy still has her
cough..."

Stephanie looks firmly at Triple H "Did mom give her anything for the cough?"

"Nope, she was asking if you were giving her anything," Triple H says.

Stephanie nods her head "Ok good...because, you know, her doctor said she
didn't need anything and that the cough would just go on its own...I don't
want to give Murphy any more medicine than she needs...you remember that
study I told you about..."

"I remember..." Triple H then pauses and then smiles, "It is kinda funny you
told me about that study right when you started pushing Hayes to give Brooks
some more airtime..."

Stephanie shrugs her shoulders slightly "Paul....it's a proven fact that
excessive medication..." Stephanie pauses and then shakes her head.
"Nevermind..."

Triple H smiles, "Just warn me before you shave your head and 'embrace
straightedge'..." Triple H says, "So what's the plan for tomorrow? Heading
back home?"

Stephanie sits down on the small couch next to Triple H and glances at him.
"I'm heading home, but you are heading to Florida...remember?"

"Oh right... to motivate the kids down in FCW..." Triple H says.

Stephanie firmly looks at her husband "Well don't sound so excited..."

Triple H laughs slightly, "Hey, it's tough to light a fire under some of
their butts once a month."

Stephanie smirks slightly "Just be happy it's not Deep South anymore that you
have to visit..."

"Don't remind me... lot of prospects got screwed up down there," Triple H
says.

-END-


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