Stephanie McMahon, the Chief Brand Officer of World Wrestling Entertainment is one of the hottest women on earth. And, she knows it. Guys... and gals... go crazy for her wherever she goes. Even if it's just to the market or the local deli. Someone is always hitting on her. She enjoys the attention. Her ego certainly enjoys it.
Stephanie also enjoys being the hottest boss bitch in business. She loves people groveling for her attention. Begging to be around her... and begging to please her.
That last part of that is the main job of Stephanie's personal assistant/secretary/lackey Mitch. He's a really nice, easy going, and quite shy guy. But, he's also very, very good at making... and keeping... his boss happy. That's why Steph is so fond of him.
Mitch is 20 years old. He left NYU to come work for Stephanie, full time, a year ago. He has a lot of work to do working for Stephanie. And he does it all very well. He's a real hard worker and he never complains, no matter how hard Stephanie pushes him work... or other... wise.
Mitch is a big guy. A fat, nerdy type. A red Jewfro hairdo, even though he's Irish. Big belly. Real sweet guy though. Everyone likes him. All of the women of WWE love to tease him and flirt with him since he's so shy and sweet. He just takes it and smiles... and keeps on working.
Stephanie herself gets in on the teasing action as well. She's always showing off her smooth, supple legs, or her huge, heaving cleavage to him. She even flashed him one time in her office when she got out of her shower and walked into the office with just a short robe on. She opened it and smirked at Mitch as he stared away, jaw dropped and all, then she closed it and blew him a kiss.
"For a job always well done, doll." Steph told him as she closed her robe. Mitch nervously chuckled, then thanked her for the sweet bonus.
Dude's got a huge crush on Becky Lynch. Can't blame him there. They're both Irish, but Mitch was born and raised in Westchester, so the only accent he has is that.
Stephanie knows about Mitch's huge Becky Lynch crush... so she's got a big surprise planned for him later today. It's his birthday.
"Where's Mitch?"
"Ummm... I saw him earlier talking to Naomi by the break room. She made him a birthday cake."
"Ok... thanks." Steph smirks. If only Mitch was an aggressive guy, this could really be a huge day for him, sex wise... since he's so popular with the ladies of WWE, she tells herself.
In the case of Naomi though, Mitch didn't really have to be too aggressive. Naomi handled that part for him...
"FUCK!!! YOU'VE GOT A GREAT COCK, DOLL! GOD, YES! FUCK ME, WHITE DADDY! UHHH!!!" Naomi rides Mitch in the break room. Naomi locked the door so she could give Mitch his cake... and present, all at the same time.
Mitch holds onto Naomi's gorgeous, bouncing black breasts. She's got them out of her black spandex sports bra, hanging over the top of it. She smiling at Mitch as she rides his super fat, pale white rod with the bright pink helmet on top. It's hooded, and thumping hard inside her silky slick, black pussy pie.
"Damn, baby. If I knew you had such a big beautiful white dick, I would've been fucking you way sooner. GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! FUCK, YES!!! WOO!!!" Naomi's huge smile so horny and electric. So beautiful and bright. She's hugging Mitch around his neck as she wildly bounces on his fat meat in the chair at the table. She leans in and kisses Mitch, who's sweating, but oh so happy.
Mitch's big white hands grope those gorgeous, dark chocolate C cups nice and hard as they swap spit. Naomi kisses Mitch nice and messy. Long strands of spit hanging from her lips to his as she breaks the kiss and leans back, smirking so naughty at the birthday boy.
Naomi grinds that meaty white cock, her black pussy sucking it all the way in and massaging it nice and wet with her juices as she grinds back and forth on it.
Mitch's big white belly sticking out, his red silk shirt that Steph bought him, wide open. His tight black leather pants that his boss also bought him getting a real nice rub down from Naomi's gorgeous, plump black butt as she grinds that portly white meat missile nice and fast. She's cooing with extreme delight as Mitch roughly massages her extra perky titties.
A few minutes later, Naomi is bent over the table with Mitch railing her from behind, that enormously fat white dick making her very happy black pussy squirt violently all over it.
"Can I please fuck your ass, Naomi? You've got such a beautiful butt. Please?" Mitch is sweating, his huge belly resting on Naomi's gorgeous, firm badonkadonk.
"Ok, but go SLOWWWWWWWW!!!!!!" Naomi could barely get the words out before Mitch shoved his entire white rod up her tight black booty. He's shaking from the intensely beautiful sensations. Naomi lurched forward onto the table from the extra large, surprise anal entry.
"GOD, THAT'S BIG! FUCK!!!" Naomi throats her head around, her long and thick, frizzy black hair flying wildly as she screams out in pure, anal banging bliss.
Mitch powers up her butt, the force of his deep dicking pushing the table around with Naomi laying on it, face down, smiling so happily as her gorgeous ebony rump is battered beautifully by Steph's sweet, fat assistant.
Mitch ends up cumming into Naomi's wide open and waiting mouth as she kneels in front of him, her tongue licking under the fat head as all of that sweet, thick cream explodes into her mouth.
Naomi very eagerly swallows a mouthful, smacking her very voluptuous lips with loving delight at the taste, then she gets another mouthful that she keeps in her mouth.
She sucks that fat crown nice and hard after Mitch stops cumming, then opens her mouth and sloshes the cum around for Mitch to see, gulping it all down quickly, and opening up to show him it was all gone. Naomi smiles and winks at him, blowing Mitch a real sexy kiss, then she sucks his pale pink dick some more, shaking her head as she sucks it, really putting on a slutty show for the birthday boy.
"Happy Birthday, baby. I'm gonna make you my new side dick. My hubby doesn't have to know a thing about you. Mmmmmmmmmmm." Naomi keeps on sucking.
"Thanks... and thanks. I'd love that. You're so beautiful, Naomi." Mitch smiles, all shy, but also real freaking happy.
Naomi rubs his big thighs through his black leather pants, and winks at him as she sucks him clean.
A little later in Stephanie's office, she has her short, white silk robe on again. Steph loves to shower at work. She'll use her treadmill of do some yoga to relax while she's working, so she showers afterwards to get all clean and sweet smelling.
She leaned back in her chair, a cigar in her boss bitch mouth as Dale... a potential new investor for a side project of hers... details his terms for their possible new venture.
"It's non negotiable by the way. Take it or leave it." Dale is super confident. He doesn't realize who he's dealing with though.
Stephanie stands up and slowly walks around to the front of her desk, sitting on it, directly in front of Dale, who his leaning back in his chair, all cocky and full of himself.
Steph uncrosses, and slowly recrosses her long, smooth legs. She rubs up them nice and easy, smoking away on that fat cigar, smirking right at Dale. He smirks back. He thinks that he's got her hooked, and that he's gonna get everything he wants.. including Stephanie. But wait...
"No." Stephanie keeps it simple. She raises her eyebrows at Dale, and blows a puff of smoke at him. She's even more confident than Dale was.
"Excuse me??" Dale can't believe Stephanie would turn him down so abruptly. The deal was all her idea. She came to him. He sits up in the chair, and looks at Steph, still cocky, but also confused.
"I said no. You will give me what I want... when I want... how I want... at the price I want." Stephanie gives Dale a very wicked grin, smokey and all, as she leans back a little on the desk, her legs still crossed.
"Oh really? And what makes you think that, lady?" Dale... the 65 year old chubby billionaire... feels challenged, so he challenges back.
"Well... man... I'm Stephanie McMahon. I always... always... get what I want. I'm the hottest boss bitch there is. I know it, and..." She slowly does her robe. Her perfect, curvy front right there for Dale to drool over. Those huge, enhanced jugs. So big and firm. That clean shaven pussy. Those long, supple legs. Steph is a goddess, and Dale knows it. "... You know it. Now... eat my pussy, bitch. We can sign the contracts later." Steph opens her legs, motioning very confidently for Dale to come over and eat her fucking pussy. She opens her slit for him to see how beautiful her pussy is.
Dale smirks again, but obeys. He dives in, sucking in Stephanie's silky slick labia, pulling them and sucking them, his tongue licking up and down those delectable pussy lips as he sucks them. Steph just puffs in that fat cigar and smirks at Dale, wrapping her long legs around his neck as he starts tongue fucking her billionaire princess twat silly.
Steph rubs Dale's face in her pussy as he tongue fucks it, wildly lapping away at each and every puffy inch of her perfect pink folds, lapping up her sweet juices as he goes.
Dale starts to stand up and unzip his pants, but Stephanie stops him. "You're my bitch, Dale. I get what I want... not the other way around. I'm the boss. We don't fuck til I say we fuck. Take it or leave it. It's non negotiable." Steph blows a big puff of smoke at him, her smirk so bossy and wide. Dale laughs, but he obeys. He wants Steph bad, but like she said... he only gets her when she says so.
Dale kneels again and starts tongue fucking Stephanie's very well toned ass this time, spreading those firm cheeks wide as he shoves his long tongue, chin deep, up in that billionaire butthole.
