Trish Stratus had a lot to be thankful for come Thanksgiving. Ok, so maybe technically she was Canadian and her Thanksgiving was in October, but that didn't mean she couldn't give thanks on the American Thanksgiving too. And this year, more than anything, she was thankful to one man: Scott Steiner.
There was one big thing she was thankful to the man for, although it certainly didn't have anything to do with his self-proclaimed "stud" status. That was just not an option, considering that Trish had known she preferred the fairer sex since she was 12 years old. Steiner had hit on her, naturally, and hadn't let up on his pursuit of her until she had gotten so fed up that she showed him the special, private set of pictures she carried around. Steiner had grudgingly accepted her lesbian status after that, after asking if he could get copies.
But, despite how much he had initially annoyed her, Steiner had given Trish a very, very big reason to be thankful to him.
"Come on girl, I know you want a piece of the Big Bad Booty Daddy!" Steiner chortled, his massive arm stretched out to block his current victim's path through the hall.
Victoria gritted her teeth, glaring at the annoyance before her. "I've told you over and over again," she hissed. "I have NO interest in your! I am not some pathetic desperate little ring rat who's gonna fall into your grossly steroid-pumped arms, so beat it!"
Steiner chuckled. "Oh, I will baby, but not until I've got you bent over in my hotel room!"
Victoria took a deep breath and closed her eyes, trying extremely hard to not smack the hell out him for that comment. "I told you, I am not a sex starved whore, and I am not interested in you!" she growled.
"Baby, you know I treat ya right," Steiner murmured, trying, and failing miserably, to sound seductive. "I lay ya down, and bring ya to heaven when you have that big O."
"I swear, if you don't get out of my way NOW, I'm gonna kick you somewhere that'll make sure you won't be able to be with ANY woman for a long time!" Victoria growled, opening her eyes to glare furiously at Steiner.
"Hey, if you wanna play rough, I'm all for it," Steiner grinned. "I love the rough chicks."
"I am not a fucking ‘chick'," Victoria snapped. "I'm a damn woman, and way more than your skanky ass can handle!"
"Oh, I doubt that," Steiner replied. "Ain't never met the chick I couldn't tame! Once you get a taste of the Big Bad Booty Daddy, babe, you won't ever wanna give it up!"
"Gee, as flattering as that offer is, I - " Victoria paused, catching site of Trish Stratus lounging in a chair down the hall. A smile curved her lips as she turned back to Steiner. "Actually, big man, I just don't go for guys."
"That's probably just ‘cos you've never had the right man. And babe, I am a man!" Steiner proclaimed, flexing his bulging arms and grinning stupidly.
"Nope, sorry, never been into that. I'm just a total lesbian. Give me big tits and no dick any day!" Victoria exclaimed.
"You're just sayin' that to make me chase ya a little more," Steiner chuckled.
"No, I'm not!" Victoria insisted. "I'm afraid I'm as queer as Elton John!"
"You really expect me to believe that?" Steiner shook his head. "Lots of cheeks who meet me claim to be queer ones, at first, but they soon change their mind when they got a load a what I got!" He flexed his arms and grinned again.
"Well I'm not like them," Victoria snapped. "As a matter of fact, I just got a nice hot sex session with that fine piece of meat over there last night!" She pointed down the hall at Trish, who by that time had noticed their conversation and seemed to be listening intently.
Steiner's face fell a little, but he was still determined. "I don't believe you," he stated, crossing his inflated arms over his chest.
"Oh yeah." Victoria snorted, flipped her hair over her shoulder, then strode down the hall towards Trish. She pulled the other woman to her feet, pressing her back against the wall and meeting her lips in a ferocious kiss. Trish's eyes widened in shock, but she wasn't about to argue, considering that Victoria was the one thing she wanted more than anything else at the moment. She wrapped her arms around the taller women's neck, eagerly returning the kiss. She opened her mouth after a moment, encouraging Victoria's tongue to slip between her lips and into her warm mouth, which it did. Trish had to moan into the other woman's mouth, too lost in bliss to even notice Steiner's approach.
Victoria drew back from the long, hot kiss after several moments, smirking at Steiner. "I gave you that and a lot more last night, didn't I Trish?" she announced, looking at the small blonde pointedly.
"Oh yeah," Trish murmured, looking rather dazed. "You are so good in bed, Vicki," she added, glancing at Steiner. "You sure do love tits and pussy!"
"I certainly do!" Victoria smirked at Steiner. "Get the message?"
Steiner sighed in disappointment. "Fuckin' figures," he growled, turning to walk away. "Every fuckin' chick on the damn roster's a dyke! I shoulda known, they're all too fuckin' butch!"
Victoria watched him leave happily, turning her head to grin at Trish. "Thank you so much for helping me out!" she exclaimed. "I thought that asshole would never leave me alone."
"No problem at all," Trish replied, still trying to put her thoughts back together after that fantastic kiss.
"You know I'm kinda surprised," Victoria mused, leaning against the wall besides Trish. "I've never actually thought about being with a girl before, and certainly haven't kissed one, but you are one hell of a kisser! Never met a guy who could kiss like that."
"Really?" Trish smiled shyly, clearing her throat. "Actually I'm, uh, I'm much better than guys at a lot of stuff."
"Oh really?" Victoria grinned. "You know, maybe we should stick together, just to make sure Steiner gets the message," she suggested. "You wanna start sharing a room?"
"Do I ever," Trish murmured, before she could stop herself. She blushed, glancing at Victoria nervously.
"Great," Victoria replied, apparently not at all bothered by Trish's obvious eagerness. "We'll start tonight then. We should probably practice some more of that kissing too, just in case Steiner tries to hit on either of us again."
"Oh, definitely!" Trish agreed. "It has to look realistic, after all!"
"Yep. Oh shit, here he comes again!" Victoria quickly pulled Trish against her, crushing their lips together. As Steiner walked by, frowning at them, she raised her hand to cup Trish's breast, her thumb moving to the center to rub at Trish's sensitive nipple. Trish moaned in pleasure, tentatively raising her hand and setting it on one of Victoria's breasts. She was thrilled when she got no objection, feeling a little dizzy when Victoria drew back again.
"That was perfect!" Victoria gloated. "Come on, let's go practice some more in your locker room." She took Trish's hand, leading the other women down the hall, while Trish followed happily, stars in her eyes.
Trish grinned at the wonderful memory, rolling over in bed to wrap her arms around Victoria. They had quickly become lovers, Victoria proving to be quite eager to get physically close to her, whether Steiner was around or not. But, beyond that, they had formed a connection on a more emotional level, discovering that, despite their differences, they got on quite well, and just generally liked each other.
Victoria now proudly referred to Trish as her girlfriend, lover, and partner. She let everyone know how crazy she was for the pretty blonde, and everyone could certainly see how much Trish adored Victoria.
Trish had to chuckle over the irony of it all. They had first been brought together by a sexist pig, looking to get laid with whoever or whatever he could trick into his bed. That first introduction had led to so much happiness for both of them, it was truly amazing.
Trish hugged Victoria close to her, sighing happily. She definitely had a lot to thank Scott Steiner for.
THE END