My name is Rob Anderson, I'm 27 years old. I was born in Vancouver, British Columbia and now live between London and Stamford, CT. I work for the WWE, but not in the way that you would all think. I'm not a wrestler, a referee, an agent, nothing like that. I drive the superstars and divas around during any international tours due to my knowledge of cities like London, Paris, Barcelona and more. The last time we went overseas, I was assigned to drive Zack Ryder and Dolph Ziggler around. Luckily for this tour, I got assigned two of the hottest divas on the roster, Layla and Maryse. Some people would look at my job and think that it sucks, but I get paid well and this tour with the divas turned out to be completely worth it.
We were all sitting in the airport waiting for our plane to London to board. Layla and I struck up conversation as we waited. She told me she can't wait to go to London and how she "absolutely loves" the people and the places of England. She of course would know the city of London considering she was born and raised there. She seemed to know more about the city than I did. I saw the twinkle in her eyes and the excitement in her accent, she was getting ancy.
Our flight boarded and we took our seats. I was seated with Undertaker and Michelle McCool to my left with Natalya Neidhart and Tyson Kidd to my right. Two couples who were too much into each other to even notice me sitting there, what an exciting flight. I quickly fell asleep and was violently shaken awake by the Undertaker because I was snoring. Luckily the flight was almost over as we were about to land.
After I got off the plane, my and the other drivers, were given the keys to the cars. As I pulled up, I signaled to Maryse and Layla that their car was ready. Maryse got in the front as Layla got in the back, smiling as she looked up into the London sky. Layla wanted to see the city, but they had to get to their hotels and check in, so she would have to wait until tomorrow.
Once they both checked in, I had to help carry their luggage to their rooms. Layla grabbed most of her bags herself as she didn't want to put any added work on me. Maryse was busy yelling into her phone when I get to her room. I knocked.
"Who the fuck is it?" Maryse yelled.
"It's Rob with your luggage." I said back.
She quickly opened the door, took her bags, and slammed the door in my face. I turned to walk away when I heard the door open. I turned back and saw Maryse in tears walking up to me.
"I'm sorry I snapped at you and slammed the door, I just had a fight with my boyfriend" She wiping away her tears.
"It's perfectly fine, you're in a difficult situation. Besides that, it's not the first time I've had a door slam in my face since I started with the WWE." I responded.
"Come inside, I'll make you a drink as my way of apologizing." She took my hand and led me inside. She closed the door behind me and opened one of her. She pulled out a big bottle of vodka and placed it on the table.
"Damn, someone's gonna have a fun trip."
"I don't go anywhere without my vodka!"
She poured me some vodka with lemon juice and handed me the drink. For herself, she poured the vodka on ice and drank the whole thing quickly.
"So we're going sight-seeing tomorrow?" She asked
"Yes. You, Layla and I will be all over London tomorrow."
"I can't wait, I love London."
"I would love to stay but I have to deliver a bag for MVP, his bag got mixed in with yours." I was about to leave when Maryse grabbed my hand and gave me a sad look before she spoke.
"Do you have time to do one thing for me first?" She asked, still with her sad face in full effect.
"I'm sure I could find the time."
"I want to suck your cock; it's my final way of apologizing. "
Before I could answer her, she was unzipping my pants and began to pull them down. My underwear was soon pulled down as well, freeing my eight-inch member right into Maryse's sight.
"Wow, C'est un pΓ©nis parfait!"
"I'm sorry?" I asked because I didn't understand French.
"It's French for 'That's a nice penis.'." She smiled back at me, then set her eyes back to my cock
She softly kissed the tip of my cock several times before she slowly started to take me in her mouth. To get more comfortable, she pushed me over to the couch and sat me down. Standing in front of me she started to pull her t-shirt off revealing that she was not wearing a bra. Her lovely c-cup boobs were now staring me straight in the face. She let my pinch her nipples before focusing her attention back on my throbbing cock. I continued to play with her boobs as she bobbed her head up and down, getting me closer to climax. I gave her left nipple a big tweak which led to a load moan with my cock still in her mouth. The vibration from her cries was pushing me to the end.
"Where do you want it, I'm gonna cum!"
"I will open wide baby."
I pulled my dick out and shook it for a few seconds before I reached orgasm. I tilted her head back as she opened wide and took every drop of cum in her mouth, licking me clean, and swallowing all of it.
"Your cum tastes so good Rob. Wait until later this week, then you will probably forget this even happened." She said with a chuckle.
"I don't think I'll ever forget this honey." We kissed and then I was on my way to deliver the bag and then back here to my room for the night.
The alarm clock woke me up as I prepared for my day of driving Layla and Maryse around London for the day, then to the first Raw show of the week tonight, meaning that I will get some alone time with Layla after we drop off Maryse. I called both women to make sure they were ready and told them to wait in the lobby for me. Once I got there they both greeted me with a hug. Layla hugged me because she couldn't wait to see the city, but Maryse hugged me a little tighter for obvious reasons. At exactly 9:00 am, we were off. As we drove through the city, Layla would point out buildings she used to go to as a kid while Maryse spent the first few hours staring out the window, then at me, then out the window, etc. I could tell that yesterday was still very present in her mind.
We stopped for lunch at a restaurant Layla used to go to all the time in high school. She talked more during lunch as Maryse was busy rubbing my thigh under the table. She got up to use the ladies room, leaving just myself and Layla to talk.
"I see the way you two are rubbing up against each other. Is there something going on between you two?" I was shocked that she had been paying attention to us. "Well?"
"Uhh..." I couldn't think of the right words to say.
"That response says it all. When did you first hook up? Was it here or in the states?" I still couldn't find an answer.
"Fine, I'll just ask Maryse if anything happened. I'm sure she will fill me in." She had an evil smile on her face.