'And that's all we have time for today, goodbye and see you tomorrow'.
Sally finished the closing line of the programme, waited for the red light on the camera to go out, then breathed a sigh of relief.
She was up and walking across the studio before either of her co-presenters had even stood up.
'Good show everyone, thank you' said Dan, her co-host.
'Yes thanks all' said Nina, also getting to her feet and setting off towards the dressing rooms.
2 mins later Sally was sat in her dressing room, shoes off, and checking her phone. She opened her twitter feed. She could estimate how many tweets there had been about her, and of what nature, by two factors. Firstly, if she had been remotely challenging to a politician there would be tweets claiming she was either pro- Labour or pro-tory, and ones claiming the opposite.
The second factor that sparked online interest was what she wearing. More specifically if she was wearing a skirt or not. She liked her legs, was proud of them, and wearing anything above the knee guaranteed an array of tweets that should have sparked indignant rage in her but that generally she was not the remotest bit bothered by and, more than infrequently, slightly turned on by. Today she knew she'd shown a good amount of thigh and was looking forward to reading the comments.
There was a gentle knock on her door. 'Sally it's me, Nina, are you decent?'.
'Yes' Sally replied, and Nina walked in.
'Pity' said Nina, winking at Sally as she closed the door behind her. Sally smiled at her, then walked towards her co-presenter and kissed her on the lips.
'I love that top, makes your boobs look fab' said Sally.
'It's this bra, it's really good. It's knocked 20 years off my boobs. Phil loves it. ' replied Nina.
'How is he? How's that lovely cock of his?'
'Probably a bit sore' laughed Nina. 'I was so horny last night, I wore him out.'
'Randy sod!' Sally said good naturedly.
'What about you? How's it going with the new personal trainer?'
'Pretty well to be honest. He's a quick learner.' Sally said, thinking of some of the fantastic sex she'd had recently.
'Well if you can tear yourself away from him, Phil and I were wondering if you fancied coming over next Friday. The kids are away. Maybe stay over?'.
Sally looked back at her, holding her gaze. 'So, "Phil and you" were wondering were you? When exactly was that if you don't mind me asking?'
'Well it may have been my idea at first'. Nina replied, and as she did so she gently traced her hand over Sally's left tit, before reaching for the top button of her blouse. 'But Phil didn't take much persuading. And I did have him in a compromising position.'
'Oh?' said Sally, now feeling the flush of desire bloom between her thighs.
'You know that cock you asked about?' Nina said, now tracing the shape of Sally's nipple through her bra, 'I may have had some of it in my mouth.'
'Tell me, what's your plans for the rest of this morning?' Sally asked.
'Well I'm doing an OB in Widnes this afternoon and need to leave about 12, but if you fancy a coffee back at mine for an hour or so I'll be alone?'
Sally looked down at where Nina's fingers had made her nipple stiffen and push against the lace of her bra, and said 'Can we skip the coffee? I want you to go down on me'.
'I wasn't even going to put the kettle on' replied Nina, before kissing her again.