Linda was dressed in a form fitting light blue blouse and a short, dark-blue skirt with a slit up one side. The outfit caused stares of approval and some good natured catcalls from her male co-workers as she headed to the newsroom to prepare for the newscast. Linda looked hot and sexy; and what's more; she knew it!
Linda had a few hours to go before her newscast. She always liked to give herself as much time as possible to prepare herself. This was her motto and creed. Be Prepared! It had served her well throughout her career as a television journalist.
The day started out pretty good for me as I arrived at work. I liked working Saturdays at the Foxxy Net News because there was usually a number of beautiful on air babes present. Also the pace was slower, more relaxed than during the week. [More time to flirt with and eye the pretty ladies!]
I walked into the newsroom to chat for a few minutes with Donna Fiducia, who was handling the half hour updates this morning.
The pretty blonde was wearing a low cut white top along with a short belt; I mean a short white mini-skirt. This skirt revealed every inch of her gorgeous legs; right up to the white silk panties; peeking out from the hem of her way too short skirt.
"Hi Greg!" Donna greeted me with her famous half smug grin which she always seemed to display. "Nice day, isn't it?"
Nice wasn't the word for it. The view I had of Donnas' long, lovely, legs made it a great day in my opinion!
"Yeah. It's ok, I guess." I tried to be nonchalant to Donnas' greeting. It gave me more time to flirt with her and take in the vision of her gorgeous legs.
"What are your duties today, Greg?' She asked me.
"Oh, I'm manning camera number two on Brenda Buttners' "Bully Bears" show." I answered.
'You had better watch yourself around Brenda, Greg. She is still a little miffed at you for the up-skirt shot you and Harry got of her and E. D. Donahey's legs last week!"
"Oh Brenda still can't be mad at me for that, can she? After all it was an honest mistake! An accident!" I was trying to convince myself that everything was ok between Brenda and myself. But I had to admit that I wasn't sure of it.
"All I can tell you," Donna said to me as I headed out the door; "is that Brenda is out for revenge! The sight of her and E. D.'s silk covered pussy being spread around the world on the Internet and on the news programs; is not exactly the type of exposure that she appreciates! Watch your ass! Brenda is out to get you!"
"I'll keep that in mind." I shot back to Donna as I left the newsroom. I know that Donnas' warning was well intentioned; but I hadn't any trouble to speak of with Brenda since the up-skirt incident.
If anything, Brenda was more friendly and flirty than usual. I guess that Donna was making a mountain out of a molehill.
The "Bully Bears" show came off without a problem. On a couple of occasions Brenda had flashed me a quick spread of her mini-skirted legs. This gave me a quick glimpse of her lovely legs and pink panty covered pussy. Her coy, sly, smile told me that she had done it on purpose.
The emerging bulge that I had in my pants signaled to Brenda that her ploy was successful. Donna was right! Brenda had me exactly where she wanted me!
I found myself with a rock-hard erection with absolutely no place to hide! Brenda leered at my crotch as she walked off the set. A smile of satisfaction was on her pretty face.
I turned away from Brenda and immediately ran headlong into the pretty figure; [not to mention the SEXY body]; of Linda Vester.
"Oh, I'm sorry Linda! I should be more careful!" I stammered this as I tried to hide my 'excitement' from her.
"I hope that I had something to do with that!" Linda said this as she was eyeing my rigid male member in my pants. She laughed her silly little girl giggle at me as my face flushed crimson with embarrassment.
"Damn it all!" I thought to myself as I turned away from the pretty, giggling, blonde. "Donna was right! Brenda had an agenda in mind! She was going to embarrass me every chance that she had! With her pretty freckled face smile; along with the short mini-skirts she always wore; the beautiful redheaded business reporter was succeeding in her devious plan!"
I wandered down the hall; Looking for a place to relieve myself of the predicament I found myself in.
Linda turned to head to the newsroom to prepare for her hosting duties. She smiled to herself at the thought of Greg running around with a hard-on; and no place to go to 'fix' it. Linda had to admit that Brenda Buttner was one sly, crafty, lady. She really had Greg's' number!
I headed down the hall, desperately seeking a secluded place where I could give my problem a helping hand. I needed a place to jerk off at: and fast!
I spotted an employee break lounge off of a little used corridor. It was used mainly by the security guards at night. It was also used by the on air ladies from time to time as a getaway between their appearances on camera.
I ducked inside and was grateful to find that the lounge was empty. I went directly to a stuffed chair against the far wall and sat myself down. There was a table in front of me with a deck of cards strewn upon it. It was obvious that no one had used this room for the purpose I had in mind.
I dropped my pants and BVD's and exposed my rigid pecker. I spit on the palm of my hand to create some lubrication.
Laying my head back, I saw that the walls of the lounge were covered with pictures of the lovely ladies of the Foxxy News Network. Inspiration for my jack off session was easy to find.
I thought of my earlier peek up Donna Fiducia's skirt as well as the subsequent leg and panty flashes which Brenda had given me. I slowly began to stroke my male member to its inevitable climax.
I was close to cumming; thus solving my dilemma; when the door of the lounge suddenly creaked open. Standing there in the doorway; a complete smile of satisfaction on her face; was a leering and smirking, Brenda Buttner!
"I thought that you might be somewhere jerking off!" She triumphantly announced. "And from the size of your cock, I can see that I was right!"
Brenda came around the table and sat up on it; right in front of me.
