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A couple of years ago I wrote three stories about an assistant WWE writer having sex with three different WWE women: Trish Stratus, Debra and Melina. I stopped the series to do other things, but I've since re-ignited my interest in the series, so here's the first story back featuring the same main character in a similar type of situation. I hope to continue this series going forward as it has a lot of legs to it and I think it's something that I can work on going forward.
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In 2005 I, John Shavian, was a 26 year old former model turned writer that was employed exclusively by World Wrestling Entertainment. In early 2006, the day before WrestleMania, I moved back out to Hollywood to work in the film industry as part of the 20th Century Fox team. Things went well for me out there, but I wasn't happy after a year of being out there. My heart was in WWE and I soon did what I could to get out of my contract so that I could return to work for WWE. In June 2007, after a brief negotiation, I returned to work for the company. When I was with WWE I had sex with some of the divas, but it was mostly Trish Stratus and Melina as well as some models that we would interview from time to time. Because Trish and Melina had asked me to, I didn't really involve myself with the other women in the company because I knew it would lead to friction in the locker room. My rep among the other girls was good, but I could tell too that some of them were mad that I was fucking Trish and Melina and not them. Due to that past, I felt a bit uncomfortable about coming back although I truly felt things would work themselves out. This is the story of what happened when I first came back.
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Wednesday June 20, 2007 at WWE Headquarters in Stamford, Connecticut
It was my first official day back on the WWE payroll as I sat in Stephanie McMahon's office towards the end of the work day. I still didn't know my official working title with the company or what responsibilities I had, but I had enough to do that day to keep me busy. I was sitting in her office along with two of her other assistants, both females, who I didn't know.
Stephanie addressed the three of us in the room giving us a general idea of our jobs. One of the women would work with Steph on live events, the other would work with her in talent relations and I would have a dual role. I would sit it on creative meetings and contribute to storyline ideas as it pertained to the women of the company. More importantly, she stressed, I would work directly with all the women in the company to make sure they were as happy as possible. I was to be the direct liaison between the women and Stephanie. I told her I was more than willing to do that job. When I worked with her before, she was the one that initiated a lot of my sexual relationships with the divas in the company. I knew that I'd be in for much of the same and I had no problem with that.
After the other two assistants exited the room, Stephanie handed me the key to my new office. It was about five doors down the hall from her office on the 8th floor. She told me that after I checked out the office I needed to head down to the 4th floor to meet up with the next WWE Women's Champion, Candice Michelle, who was doing a photo shoot. On the weekend, Candice would beat Melina for the Women's title at the Great American Bash PPV. I paused for a second or two.
"What's the matter?" Stephanie asked. "You two have some kind of issue?"
"No, I mean, maybe." I tried to explain. "Like a week before I left last year she wanted me to spend the night with her, but I was with Trish that night..."
"You were with Trish a lot of nights, if I recall," Stephanie smirked.
"Yeah, well, Candice didn't take too kindly to that and the last time I saw her was that night when she told me off. So I really don't know where things stand with her, to be perfectly honest."
"Well John, Trish isn't here anymore, so there's a different vibe among the women in the company." She looked stern as she spoke some more. "She's flying out in the morning, so you need to make sure your relationship with her is good before she loves. You wanted to work for us again and I've given you that opportunity, so do your job."
"I understand." I told her as I was about to leave the room.
"Like we agreed to last year, I don't care who you fuck or how often as long as those girls are happy. What, or in your case who, you do in your personal life is your own business, but do not let it negatively affect your job. Are we clear?"
"Yes, I won't let you down."
"Good, now get down there and meet Candice at the photo shoot. My secretary down there has an itinerary for you tomorrow. Take her out for dinner tonight, smooth things over and we'll talk tomorrow okay?"
I walked out of the room, looking down at my key and pondered the situation. I had no idea if Candice was still mad at me or if she even knew I was the one that would be accompanying her at her functions the next day. I certainly felt like I was being thrown into the fire on my first day back and I knew it was being done by Stephanie as a test of some sort.
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I headed down to the 4th floor where the company had its production studio. They did some of the women's photoshoots there. I found my way to where Candice was. She was doing provocative poses in lingerie with the women's title all over her for photos that would be released after she wins the belt. I stood in the background behind the photographer when she noticed me. She gave me a big smile and I gave her one back.
"Guys, can we call it a day?" She asked. The photographer and his assistants nodded at her saying that it was fine. "Good, because I've got some business to attend to." She got up, put a robe on to cover her bra and panties and headed over to me.
I met her in a corner of the room where we could talk privately.