Service with a smile

Mitch was in awe at the sight before him. The serving area of his luxury box was absolutely loaded with gourmet food and top shelf ****. And Stephanie McMahon was standing in front of it. She was dressed in a conservative suit and had a wide grin on her face.

"This doesn't look right. Stephanie, you're wearing a sexy French main outfit."

Her suit faded into the skimpiest of French maid uniforms.

"Of course I am sir. We at the WWE are here to put smiles on faces."

"Steph, I'm going to go sit down, the first match is about to start. Get me a plate of food and your finest scotch."

"Of course sir." Stephanie hurried to fill a plate with an assortment of culinary delights before pouring two fingers of Johnny Walker Blue Label. She presented them to Mitch.

"Will there be anything else sir?"

"Yes. I'd like a blow job while I eat. But please be careful not to disturb my view of the show."

Stephanie dropped to her hands and knees before crawling between Mitch's legs. She was careful to keep her head low as she fished his dick free. As quietly as she could, the Billion Dollar Princess started to suck his dick. She deep throated him and bobbed her head slightly, making sure not to obscure Mitch's view.

They were well into the second match before Mitch realized he had to allow himself to cum. He let loose and filled Steph's stomach with his hot seed. She made sure to swallow every drop.

"OK. Now I want you to sit up against the glass wall in front of me. I want you to masturbate for me. But you cannot cum until I tell you to. And don't make a sound."

"Of course sir." Stephanie whispered before slinking to the floor and leaning back against the cold glass. She seductively slid down her panties before spreading her labia, exposing her clit. Steph licked the fingers on her other hand before lowering it to rub her sensitive nub. She clenched her lips together, suppressing every moan. She plunged two fingers into her needy cunt before reaching up and pulling down her top with the other hand. She started to play with her nipples as she fucked herself furiously.

Mitch found himself paying more attention to the action in the ring than the action in front of him. He didn't want her to stop, watching the wealthy, powerful woman debase herself for him was quite entertaining. So he thought of another idea to alleviate his growing boredom.

"Trish Stratus will walk into my suite and be my obedient **** for the night."