Age

Chapter 17

It was the first Dynamite show since the holidays. Earlier that morning before the show, Casey had agreed to be on Chris Jericho's podcast. She was still at her hotel room but about to leave. She looked at herself in a full-length mirror. She was wearing a light blue silk blouse and a knee-length silk black shirt. Having never done this before she was nervous. She took a deep breath and left.

Casey and Chris were doing the podcast. They talked about her time as a producer in WWE. Her rising popularity and storyline.

"Is it strange for you that you have a fanbase?" Chris asked.

"Extremely." "I still don't get why anyone would be my fan."

"I think part of it is because people think you're MJF's girlfriend."

"Which I'm not." "We have been on one date, but it was for charity."

"Was it a bad date?"

"No, he's a great date." "It's not him, it's me." "I'm just not interested in a relationship."

Later that night Casey was walking into the arena. Her phone rang.

"Hello?" She said.

"Hi." Drew said.

"Are the kids ok?"

"They're fine, I just wanted to say hi."

A half hour later Max came up to Casey's workstation.

"Hi Casey." He said.

"Hi Max."

"You look nice." "Why are you all dressed up?"

"I did Chris's podcast today."

"I have your present." "It's in my room."

"I'll come by after the show."

Twenty minutes after Casey got back to the hotel, she went to Max''s room. She knocked on the door. Max answered it.

"Hi." He said.

"Hi." She went inside.

"Ok, close your eyes." She did. "I didn't wrap this." "Listen." A few seconds later Casey heard Ballerina's Last Dance start to play.

"Oh my god." She said shocked. She opened her eyes and saw the music box she'd been looking for on the coffee table.

"Yep, I found it for you."

"Where?"

"Online."

"Online they're like three thousand dollars."

"I know."

"Max." She said in disbelief. "You shouldn't have."

"I wanted to." She hugged him.

"Thank you so much."

"You're welcome." He heard her sniffing. "Well don't cry."

She looked at him. "I can't help it." "This is so sweet." She kissed him, breaking it when she realized what she was doing. "Shit, I'm sorry." "I have to go." She turned her back to him.

"Don't go Casey." He kissed the side of her neck. Casey sighed. "Max, we can't." "I wasn't too young at the Christmas party." He said. "We were drunk." "Not on the couch." "I can't be a hypocrite." "I can't act like some horny, middle-aged cougar." "Max." She moaned. "You're not middle-aged." "You're gorgeous." He started unbuttoning her blouse. "You're sexy." "You drive me crazy." He took off her blouse letting it fall to the floor. "I know we both want this." He began slowly kissing down her back. Her eyes were closed. Having not experienced this in a decade her body was in sensory overload. She loved it. "I'm not supposed to want this, god, no matter how good it feels." She said. "It's wrong." "No it's not." He undid her bra. She took it off. He continued down until he reached her skirt. Using both hands he slowly removed it, then her panties. He moved around to the front of her kissing her stomach. She moaned. Coming back up he stopped at the center of her chest. She moaned while running her hands his hair. Moaning even louder when she felt him squeezing her breasts. When he came back up to her they kissed. She took off his shirt. They went into the bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed while he got a condom out of the nightstand drawer. Leaning forward she started kissing his abs. Her hands were on hiss ass. "Casey." He groaned. She moved her hands to  the front of his jeans, undid them and pulled them down. Then his boxers. "Damn." She said not expecting him to be that big. He smirked and watched as she took all of him into her mouth. She started to move her head. "Baby, slower." She did. A half hour later they were both enjoying it. Gradually she she going faster. "Ohhh, oohh, uhnnn, Casey." He moaned. "Baby, god, don't stop." "Yes, fuck that feels so good, Casey." He moaned giving in. However she still kept going. After a few more seconds he grabbed her head to stop her. He kissed her. "Lay down." She did. Starting from her right ankle her kissed his way up her leg, while at the same time running his hand up her left. "Mmmmm." She moaned as she felt his hand inside her. "Do you like that Casey?" He asked. "Mm-hmm." He went faster. "Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh." "Ahhhh, oh fuck." She moaned loudly as he replaced his hand with his. "Max oh, god, yes, mmmm, mmmm." "Yes, oh god." She moaned giving in. He came back up to her. "Casey." He groaned as he slipped inside her. They kissed as he started to move. The first half hour they made love slowly. He kissed her across her neck. "Oh yes, Max." She moaned. "Casey." He moaned. They kissed. "Harder." She said. He went faster. "Baby." He groaned. "Oh Max, ohhh." "Say that again." They kissed. "Oh Max, oh god, yes, Max." She moaned giving. "Oh Casey." He groaned giving in. They kissed.

They both drifted off to sleep in silence.