WWE Writer: Good Morning Melinabydfg1980©
It was the morning of Wednesday, December 28th as I made my way to the WWE offices in Stamford at 8:30am. Two nights ago I spent the night with Trish Stratus, then last night I spent the night with former diva Debra Marshall although I was in a sour mood by the end of it because I found out she had conspired with Stephanie to mess with my head. We had sex in the limo, then I left at about 10pm and as far as I knew she was flying back to Texas to do whatever she did there. The sex was great, maybe the best of my life, but I wasn't a big fan of getting worked like that, so I was looking forward to talking to Stephanie. I had no idea what I was going to say since she was my boss and I've only been working for her under a week. Still, I planned on saying something about it.
When I got to the building 8:45am or so I did the usual routine of going to the 6th floor like normal, meeting with the other writers and brainstorming about the storylines going on in the company. When I reached my cubicle I saw a note posted on my computer screen: "Meet me in my office ASAP! Steph." I didn't really say anything to the other writers, I just picked the note off the screen went up to Steph's office on the 8th floor of the building.
Her secretary told me to head in to the office. She was on the phone, but she told me to sit down. When her call finished, she told me what was up.
"Look, I know you're probably mad at me about last night. I lied to you and I'm sorry for that. It's just that Debra is a close friend of mine that was looking for a good time, so I did what I could. Are you mad about last night, about the sex?" She asked.
"No, of course not." I told her. "I just don't like being lied to. That's all."
"Okay, I understand." She continued. "With that said, I guess I'll come right out to tell you Melina's not coming here to see you to talk business."
"Really?" I asked surprisingly.
"She heard about you and Trish. She's not a big Trish fan, in fact she hates her."
"Why's that?" I asked, although I had read before I got the job that Melina was somewhat of a prima donna.
"It's just a jealousy thing. You know girls. So after she found out about you and Trish at the hotel, she asked me more about you and I made up a story about how you're going to have a say in who gets the cover of the upcoming Divas lingerie magazine."
"And I'm not right?" This wasn't much of a question, more of a sure thing statement.
"Right. But she doesn't know that. All she knows is that you work for me in the best interest of the women in this company and she thinks if she gets in good with you, she gets in good with me and the writing team." Then she looked me right in the eye. "You okay with this? Being with Melina today?"
"Yeah, it's fine." I assured her. I was going to ask her why she's basically whoring me out to these girls, but I wasn't complaining, so I said nothing about it. I figure she had her reasons and she'd tell me one day. I waited on the couch for Melina to arrive.
Just shortly after 9am, Melina walked into the office. She never noticed me on the couch, but I checked her out in a beautiful orange/pink dress that accentuated her massive tits while also being short on the bottom to show off her legs/ass. It's the kind of outfit she'd wear on WWE TV, that's for sure.
"Is he here?" Melina asked Steph as I stood up. Steph pointed over to me. Melina turned around.
"Mmmmmmmmmm, he's cute." She remarked to herself as she smiled at me while checking me out in my suit.
"Melina, this is John. John, Melina." Steph said as I reached my hand out to shake hers, but instead she lunged forward and kissed me on the lips. At first I was hesitant about it, but then I really went for it and our tongues were meeting in eachother's mouths. She went to stop the kiss, but I took control with my hand on her chin, putting my mouth deeper into hers. It was a really powerful kiss. Finally, after what had to be about thirty seconds of spit swapping we let go of eachother.
"Good kisser, too." She remarked with a smile, rubbing her finger along her lip.
Steph gave me a key to what I just learned was my new office down the hall from her. I wondered why I was getting my room so soon, but then I looked at Melina's body closely again. I thought, fuck them if they complain. Melina and I were off to christen it. As we made our way out of the room into my office, Melina told me her plans.
"My plane leaves in two hours, so we got about an hour here. Is that okay with you?" She asked me as I just nodded my head while inserting the key into the lock on the door. "So are you even going to ask why I'm here or why I asked to be in private with you?"
"It's not my business, Melina." I told her: "I work for Stephanie McMahon. It's my job to work with the women of this company to please them in any way that I can, so if that means meeting with you in this room right now then that's what I'll do."
"Listen to you, like you're some fucking robot or something," she said somewhat angrily as I opened the door, she entered and then I locked it. "What this is about, John, is me being the most important female working for this company. Everywhere I go people talk about Trish Stratus like she's a fucking goddess or something. She's not. I am, though. I'm younger, I'm more beautiful, I'm smarter, I have a better body and as you're about to find out, I can fuck better too."
She took off my jacket, my tie and unbuttoned my shirt while I took my belt off my pants. Then she reached down with her hand for my zipper, pulling it down. She pulled my pants down, then off and kneeled down in front of me as I stood in my boxers.
"So this is business for you then? Just you wanting to get back at Trish, huh?" I asked as she pushed me back onto the couch. She stuck her boots on my leg as I took them off for her, one by one. Then she kneeled over my face with her tits, looking me in the eye.
"I'm just here to prove that I'm better than her at everything. Especially this..." her voice trailed off as I leaned up and kissed her mouth.
With my hands I took the shoulder straps off her dress, then undid the zipper in the back and let it fall to the ground as she stood before me topless, standing there only in a pink thong. Her breasts were impeccable. I rubbed them with my hands as we kissed some more. Then I moved my head down to her tits and kissed them feverishly. She tilted her head back and I reached down for her panties, pulling them down her body. She gently pushed me off, then put her hand on the outside of my boxers, feeling the size of my dick. She slid my boxers down leaving us both naked.
"How did you fuck her? What positions?" She asked while rubbing my shaft. I kissed her on the mouth again. "Forget it. There's no time to talk. Just fuck me and fuck me harder than Trish, alright?" Not one to talk, I just nodded at her and did ass she wished.
She positioned me on the couch so I was facing her with my legs facing out. She got on her knees in front of me and started rubbing my dick. She stuck it between her giant tits, jiggling them up and down all over my dick. "Did you fuck her tits hard?" She asked. I merely nodded my head yes to her as she continued to play with my cock while it was in between her large tits. She rubbed my dick some more, getting it as hard as possible. "Are my tits better?" She asked again while I simply said nothing. She continued to work on my dick with her tits, getting her knockers all wet with my pre-cum while I continued to lay back with a smile on my face.
"You like my tits, huh?" She asked me again, this time wanting an answer.
"Oh yeah, I love them." I assured her.
She played my dick some more, this time with her hands more than her tights. "One thing Trish was right about," she continued. "Your dick is huge. Fucking huge. I want you to fuck me with it, but first, I need a taste for myself."
She dipped her head down and started sucking on my snake like it was a lollilop that she just got. She was all over it, sucking fast, licking all over the place and rubbing my legs while doing it. Her head was bobbing up and down on my shaft, taking it all in while I leaned back on the couch, grunting ever so quietly. She slowed down her pace a bit, licking my cock slowly and taking larger, deeper sucking motions on it. It was a good feeling actually because I was used to the faster pace. I could tell she was having a bit of a problem getting used to my girth so I leaned forward a bit more, straightening my body out and basically standing in front of her as she sucked me down. I rocked my hips towards her and I could feel my cock hitting the back of her throat. She kept sucking me while I tried my best to keep my load, but I was about to shoot it and I had to let her know.
"I'm cumming, baby."
With her lips fully entrenched on my cock and her tongue on the bottom of my dick I let loose right in her mouth as she took it all in, spitting some out, but keeping most of it inside her. After wiping her mouth clean, she stood up smiling at me.
"You're a big boy," she exclaimed glowingly. "Bigger than anything I've ever seen."
"So you approve, huh?"
"Very much so. But now what I want is to see how talented that mouth of yours is."
I took my tongue, stuck it deep inside of her mouth and kissed her passionately. She wanted to let me go, but I wouldn't and the kiss continued a little bit longer with our tongues whipping in eachother's mouths.
"I don't mean that, silly." She said as she walked around me towards the couch. She sat on the couch, then spread her legs in her famous splits position and pointed at her pussy. "I mean this."
I smiled like a kid on Christmas morning opening his first present from Santa. Then I started to lick my lips as I approached her on my knees.
"I bet Trish couldn't do this, huh?" She said while I shook my head no. "It's a gift."
While on my knees, I took my right hand and started rubbing her clit. With my left, I was holding her leg up so it would be easier for me to suck her pussy. I dropped my mouth down, then I kissed the right side of her pussy and then the left while she was gently moaning.
"Oooooooooooooooooo. You're good at that too! More please!"
I stuck my right arm under he split open left leg while my left arm was under her split open right leg and literally pulled her closer towards me. She smiled down at me while I tilted my head down and stuck my tongue down into her soft, wet pussy. My mouth felt so good touching her, it was wet and her pussy was wet, so the combination together was really strong.
"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she yelled out. "Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Godddddddddddddddd."
I licked her clit some more, taking in all of her moistness with my mouth while she continued to yell.
"Fuck! Yes! Oh fuck!"
While I continued to lick her, I could hear her panting.
"Fuck me...me...with...your dick. Now, please."
So polite, I thought. I got off my knees and I laid down on the other end of the couch as she crawled over, mounted me and slowly started to ride me. I rubbed her tits as she was sitting on me and I thrusted my cock up into her clit as much as I could.
"Tell me, baby" she said as her breath shortened. "Tell me what you're going to do to me."
I smiled. "I'm going to fuck you so hard your giant titties are gonna fly up and smack you in your gorgeous face. You like that?"
"Oh yeah. I like that a lot. Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh."
She leaned forward, then back, then forward, then back and so on in order to fully feel me inside of her. It worked because I was as hard as I've ever been in my life and I was pushing her hard. She tilted her head and body back so I could really pound it inside of her.
"That feels sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo gooooooooooooooooooooood. Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice."
Then she put my test to use as she leaned forward and I rocked her so hard that her tits were bouncing into her face. I could see her smiling brightly, enjoying what I said I would do.
"I like an hon...honest...ma...man. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."
After some more body surfing by her, I was ready to let loose and I came right into her pussy.
Her body became limp, as did mine and she lay back on top of me. We were both out of breath, but she managed to talk first.
"So, did I do better than Trish?" She asked.
"You were both really good, but I think we'll have to do this again sometime just to make sure." I said coyly.
"With you? Anytime." She assured me.
She checked the time, saw it was time for her to get going and after a quick kiss, she changed and was out of there.
I sat there alone remarking to myself what a wonderful three days it has been.
This is the end of the Assistant Writer series for now. I could always come back to it though. Email me with any comments.