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In the middle of a September 2000 taping of SmackDown, the World Wrestling Federation Tag Team Champions Edge and Christian are walking towards the area where WWF Commissioner Mick Foley has set up his office. Edge is wearing green wrestling tights and Christian is wearing yellow wrestling tights and his see-through brown colored top. "Bro... we totally need tonight off... it's completely unfair that we get put into all these matches..." Christian whines.
"I hear you completely... that's why we're going to see Mick... he's gotta know that we can't face the Hardys tonight after what we've just went through on Monday with the Dummies..." Edge replies as he tosses his long blond hair back.
"Dudleys..." Christian says to correct his brother.
"Same difference..." Edge says as he and Christian enter the caged area where Mick Foley's unusual office is located at. "Hey Mick... are you here?" Edge says as he looks around.
"Looks like he's not here..." Christian says as he picks up the yellow stuff dog that Commissioner Foley has named 'Sarge' in tribute to Sgt. Slaughter.
"Can I help you?"
Edge and Christian both jump a bit as they look over their shoulders to see Commissioner Foley's Lieutenant Commissioner Debra standing behind them with her hands on her hips. Edge turns around completely, "Yeah... we like totally seriously need to see the Commish." Edge answers
The Lieutenant Commissioner of the WWF, Debra, raises an eyebrow as she is dressed in a short red skirt and a buttoned up red business jacket, that reveals a good deal of her seductive cleavage and a white laced bra, underneath. "Ummm... Mick Foley, isn't here right now..." Debra replies her southern accent as the seductive Diva looks at Edge and Christian "But I can sure help you..." Debra says with a smirk as she gently taps her fingers against her smoothly rounded hips.
"Awesome!" Edge says with a smirk before Christian blurts out.
"We want tonight off..." Christian says.
Edge rolls his eyes, "What he means is that we need tonight off..." Edge says hoping to cover for Christian's blunder.
"Tonight?" Debra says before she slowly shakes her head "I'm sorry...but you boys are booked to face the Hardys tonight..." Debra says as she steps forward to Edge and Christian "I can't give you the night off, Mick has already booked the match." Debra says as she presses her luscious lips together.
"But we've just had a match with the Dudley's the other night... and we got to face the Hardys at the Pay-Per-View..." Christian says, in a slightly whinny tone.
"Yeah Debra... it's really unfair that we got to have this many matches before our next title defense..." Edge says.
Debra raises an eyebrow and slowly shakes her smooth, gorgeous blonde haired head "Edge, Christian...I don't know what to tell you...the match has been made..." Debra says as she softly smiles "You know Mick's rule...if you want the night off he needs a two week notice."
"How are we supposed to give two weeks notice when he books us at random?!" Christian says as he stamps his left foot.
Edge pauses for a moment and he looks at Christian, "Hey bro... chill out and like totally follow my lead..." Edge says before he looks at Debra, "You know you're right... but come on... surely a hot... smart woman like yourself can see we deserve to have a break..." Edge says.
Debra smirks and folds her arms against her large, rounded chest "Maybe there is something I could do..." Debra begins to say.
"Yeah... you're so totally hot and attractive..." Christian says as he interrupts Debra,
Edge laughs a bit, "Bro... chill... Debra knows how hot she is... I mean she is the hottest Diva in the whole WWF..." Edge says as he licks his teeth.
"Yeah totally!" Christian nods his head in agreement with Edge's comments.
Debra slightly licks her luscious, pouty lips as she locks her seductive, soft eyes with Edge and Christian "Boys...boys...hold on just a second..." Debra says as she unfolds her hands "Say I do give you the night off, what would I get out of it changing Mick's match he made?"
Edge smirks a bit, "You get to make a match to replace it... the Dudleys aren't doing anything tonight... and neither is the APA..." Edge says before his brother cuts him off.
"And you get to do whatever you want with that time slot..." Christian says as he puts his hands on his waist.
Debra slowly shakes her head "No...no, gentlemen..." Debra softly says as she licks her lips and casually starts to unbuttoned her red business jacket "I want something more..."
"What are you..." Christian says as he looks at Debra with a raised eyebrow.
Edge quickly figures out what Debra has in mind and he licks his lips, "Oh you get someone to help play with them beautiful puppies that you have..." Edge says with a wide grin on his face.
Debra smirks slyly and slowly nods her head "Oh yeah...maybe I need two people to help..." Debra says as she finishes unbuttoning her red business jacket and easily slides the jacket off of her hot, tanned body, exposing her white laced bra, that covers her large, rounded tits. Debra tosses her business jacket onto the desk of Mick Foley before she steps closer to Edge and Christian "You boys care to convince me, why you should have to night off?" Debra asks smoothly as she starts to push her short red skirt down from her smooth waist and down her smooth, tanned legs as she reveals her hot white panties.
Edge firmly elbows Christian in the stomach to keep him from saying anything stupid, "Sure... we'll love to convince you..." Edge says as he steps towards the beautiful, blond haired Diva. The tall Tag Team Champion puts his right hand on Debra's right tit and begins to feel it up as he reaches behind Debra with his left hand to release the clasp of her bra.
"Hey I want to convince her too!" Christian says as he takes off his see-through top and drops it on the floor. He then approaches Debra just as Edge removes her bra to reveal her large, hot, round tits. As Edge pays attention to Debra's right tit, Christian begins to give Debra's left tit some attention as he cups it with his left hand.
Debra smirks as glances down at her large chest as Edge and Christian both groupe and fondle her large tits. "Mmm...why don't you two boys get a bit more comfortable?" Debra suggests as she steps out of her red skirt and proceeds to push down her white panties, exposing her hot and shaven pussy.
"That sounds totally awesome..." Edge says as he uses his left hand to push down his wrestling tights from his toned, tanned waist. Eventually Edge has to also use his left hand to push down his tights so that he can step out of them, and his hardening thirteen inch cock rises up between his muscular legs. Once his tights are off, Edge goes back to grouping and fondling Debra's large tits with both of his hands.
"Man... I just got here..." Christian says with a pout before he quickly starts to take off his own wrestling tights to let out his eleven inch cock which is already fully hard.
Debra licks her lips as she glances down at the hardening, thick cocks of Edge and Christian "Oh boys...you two are definitely big ones!" Debra says with a laugh as she takes a step back away from Edge and Christian, causing their hands to leave her large tits. Debra smirks as she lowers herself down onto the floor of the odd office of Mick Foley. Edge and Christian both stand in front of the seductive Lt. Commissioner of the WWF as she wraps her left hand around Edge's cock and her right hand around Christian's cock as she starts to smoothly guide her hands against their shafts.
"Mmmm yeah... we are totally like the biggest dicks in the WWF..." Christian says with a moan as Debra strokes his cock with her right hand.
Edge looks at Christian with a raised eyebrow, "Man that ain't even close to being funny..." Edge says before he shakes his head and looks down at Debra as she strokes his impressive thirteen-inch cock.