(Author's Note: I do not know any of the wrestler's in my story nor do I have any connection to World Wrestling Entertainment. This is purely a work of fan fiction brought forth from my imagination. Special THANKS to
alwaysupforu2004
for being the coolest editor ever! I hope you enjoy it.)
It was my first time in such an expensive hotel. I was in Phoenix, Arizona on a business trip for my company. Finalizing some deals with a couple of the local companies here. After putting my stuff away in my hotel room I decided to go out and walk around a bit. I stepped onto the elevator and hit the button for the lobby. Of course the elevator had to go up first and pick up more people. It stopped just two floors above me and as the doors opened my mouth went dry. Entering the elevator car with me was three of my favorite wrestling super stars.
I swear my heart stopped as I watched Paul Levesque aka Triple H, Chris Irvine aka Chris Jericho, and none other than Jeff Hardy enter the car. The temperature in the car warmed considerably...well for me anyways. The doors closed and it was Jeff Hardy's deep voice that I heard first as he turned to me.
"Hi." He said with a smile.
I tried to fight the blush that came up my body, but lost the battle horribly. I stuck my hand out, met his eyes and returned his "Hi," though I introduced myself by adding my name to the greeting.
It was at this moment when the elevator came to a sudden stop and the lights went out. There was a collective groan from all of us inside the car. The emergency generator lights came on inside the car putting a blue glow on us. Paul grabbed the emergency phone in the car, but without power there was no dial tone.
"It's dead," he relayed to us. "Did either of you bring your cell phones?"
Both Chris and Jeff shook their heads no. He turned to me and I was already shaking my head no in response to his upcoming question. Another groan rose from all of us.
We all stood in silence for a bit, before Jeff turned back to me.
"So Rebecca, What brings you to Phoenix?"
Paul and Chris both turned to look at me too and it was at that moment that I felt like I was about to be interrogated. I took a deep breath relaxed my shoulders and spread my arms placing one hand on each of the railings going along the walls of the elevator car.
"I am here on business. Though I am hoping to go out and have some fun after the deals are done," I smiled trying to look relaxed and apparently failing as the men kind of stepped back a little, I assume to give me more breathing room.
"So you come to Phoenix much?" Jeff asked.
"No actually it is my first time here. But it's not hard to find a cool hang out. All I have to do is follow the cute guys and I usually end up at some club having a blast." I grinned as I said it and watched their faces light up with their own grins.
"Oh really, and what kind of clubs do you usually end up in?" Chris asked.
"The ones that don't have enough seating and the dance floor is packed with lots of sweaty, girls and guys who have had way too much to drink but are still fun to watch. I enjoy it all except for the not being able to sit part. After dancing for a while my feet need a rest."
It was at this point when I realized that if we were going to be stuck in this elevator then my feet needed a reprieve from my high heeled shoes. So without another thought I stooped down to undo the straps so I could slip them off. I'm not sure who it came from but one of the guys let out a little whistle.
"Could I possibly help you with those?" I looked up to find Jeff stooped down in front of me.
A wicked grin crept across my face as I stood up in front of him, "Sure. Where do you want my foot?"
He changed positions so that he was kneeling on one knee and had the other knee at a ninety degree angle. He patted his knee and said, "Right here."
I smiled as I realized that I would have to hike my skirt up just a bit to get my leg up that high. Doing so would give him a little bit of a peep show, but who cares. So I hiked my skirt up a little more than was necessary and gently placed my right foot on his knee. I looked up to find both Paul's and Chris' eyes moving over my body taking in every detail that they could. I took it upon myself to remove the small suit jacket that went with my skirt and laid it across the railing next to me. Doing so revealed the white short sleeved blouse I was wearing. I could feel their eyes on me; even Jeff's who had not yet begun undoing my shoes.
I reached up to let my hair down out of the clip I had put it up in earlier. I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse which brought an audible low growl from all three of the men. It was then that Jeff slowly slid his hands up my thigh just to the top of my thigh high stockings. With a demure smile Jeff slowly slid his hands back down my leg to my shoe to unbuckle it. The feel of his hands on my leg made me roll my head back and sink into the sensation of his sweet caress. I closed my eyes and relaxed against the corner of the elevator car.