Chapter 1: Kristina
This is the first in what I hope will be a new TWC series (Mind you it took me almost 3 weeks to write this one, so be patient)...Please share you constructive thoughts with me...
Chapter 1 - Kristina Abernathy
As she stood in the ladies room, Kristina Abernathy reached underneath her skirt and carefully rolled off her black satin panties. The 34 year-old, married, mother had just finished a late morning shift on air, and she had a 1 p.m. meeting with Senior Producer Robert Judson. Kristina had requested the meeting with the 51 year-old Senior Producer to request vacation time next week. She knew that the request was supposed to be made 4 weeks in advance, but she had just learned her husband would have the time off, and they wanted to take the kids to Disney for a few days. Anyways, she knew that Rob, as most of the female OCM's had come to know Mr. Judson by, could be convinced to waive company policy.
Beautiful women had always been Robert Judson's downfall, especially since he had joined the TWC production staff over ten years ago. The attractive women who worked there soon realized that favors could be "procured" from Mr. Judson, and the work environment had quickly improved, which was ironically what he had been brought in to ensure. Kristina knew that fucking his employees had caused Rob his marriage, as word had leaked to his wife, who several years ago had taken him to the cleaners in a nasty divorce that had almost cost him his job. However, virtually everyone at TWC, male and female alike, persuaded upper management to keep him.
Knowing they had cost him his marriage, several of the female OCM's had felt guilty about taking advantage of Mr. Judson. For a time the women who had most regularly traded sex for favors, Kelly Cass, Jennifer Carfagno, Alexandra Steele, Sharon Resultan, Kristina herself and most recently Nicole Mitchell, had created a rotation to regularly provide Mr. Judson with "one-on-one personal development time" as the appointments became to be called. In the back of her mind, Kristina suspected that Rob was enjoying himself more now than at any other time in his life.
Kristina glanced at the clock, which read 12:45, as she applied a coat of heavy maroon lip-gloss to her lips, which today accented the dark red jacket she was wearing. Knowing that turning on Rob was of the up most importance today, viewers of "Day Planner" had been treated to watching Kristina prance around in a collared white blouse with a deep v-neck, covered by her red jacket, and a short black knee-length skirt, which barely covered the tops of her black stockings. Kristina had struggled throughout the morning keeping her stockings rolled up properly, and she was almost sure that her colleagues, if not a few careful viewers at home, had a caught glimpse of them. On the air, Kristina had worn a pair of comfortable black slip-ons that could not be seen by the camera, but after her shift she had changed into a pair of 3" heeled pumps for Rob's benefit.
Kristina glanced in the mirror one final time, checking the placement of her single strand of pearl necklace and small pearl earrings, knowing just how damn sexy she looked. As she caught a glimpse of her wedding and engagement ring in her reflection as she picked up her purse, Kristina knew she was lucky to have such an understanding husband, who not only approved of her occasional sessions with her boss, but enjoyed hearing about them later. She smiled as her heels clicked on the tile floor of the bathroom before opening the door and heading down the hall towards Rob's corner office.
She knew Mary, Rob's secretary was at lunch as she passed through the office suit and headed straight for Rob's door. When she knocked on the heavy oak door, Kristina was surprised not to find Rob behind his massive mahogany desk as usual, but rather he was sitting in one of the two wingback chairs that comprised a small reception area of his large office, together with a matching sofa and a large rectangular glass topped coffee table. Hearing the knock, Rob looked up from the report he was until then engrossed in and smiled at the gorgeous vision that appeared on the threshold of his office. Seeing Kristina dressed and made-up from him instantly began a stirring in his loins and he knew that it would be satisfied only with a creamy climax.
"Please come in Mrs. Abernathy, close the door and have a seat." Rob said in a surprisingly formal, but soft voice.
"Why thank you, Mr. Judson." Kristina replied, noting his formal language and responding in kind, but slightly thickening her Georgia drawl for his benefit as she sat down in the second wingback chair opposite her boss.
It took all of Rob's many years of practice at composure not to allow his expression to change or his jaw to drop as Kristina crossed her legs, the hem of already shorter than normal skirt riding up just enough to expose a small bit of the sheer lace tops of her black nylon stockings. Although he had engaged in sexual intercourse with Kristina Abernathy on several occasions, he decided at that moment that she would get whatever she wanted in exchange for relieving the incredible pressure now building in his balls.
"To what do I owe this pleasure?" the Senior Producer asked, his gaze running up from her legs, over her breasts to her sweet face, focusing on her maroon painted lips.
"Well, Mr. Judson I have a problem." replied the blonde, batting her eyes at her boss, knowing she had his full, and rather undivided attention. "I need some time off next week to spend with my kids, see, my husband just got a few days off himself . . ."
"You are, of course, aware of my policy that all on-camera staff must request vacation at least four weeks in advance for scheduling purposes, are you not?" he asked in a matter of fact voice, despite the fact at that very moment he was imagining something that made his cock twitch.
"Yes I am." Kristina answered. Seeing the bulge in his suit pants grow, she moved in for the kill. "I thought we might be able to arrange something, however, something mutually satisfying." she said, rolling the last few words off with an even deeper Southern drawl that she knew made him melt.
"Well, I might be able to accommodate your request, Mrs. Abernathy" Rob said returning to his formal voice. He loved to emphasize the "Mrs." just before he fucked one of his married employees, it gave him such a power trip to know that his partner was about to cheat on her spouse. "But I would need to be convinced why I should waive established policy for you, my dear." he added, Kristina knowing the condescending tone was fake, and was her invitation to initiate what was about to happen.
Instead of replying, Kristina uncrossed her legs, intentionally giving her boss a brief peak up her skirt, before she rose to her feet. She removed her jacket and carefully draped it over the seat she had just occupied. She grabbed her purse, then she began to saunter over to her boss, allowing him to absorb her beauty and contemplate the act they were about to engage in, as she crossed one heeled foot in front of the other.
When she reached his chair a mere six painfully slow steps later, Kristina knew no further words needed to be spoken. She gazed down at him and savored the look of lust in Rob's eyes. She felt her pussy began to lubricate with her sex juices as she appreciated how hard his cock at become just looking at her. Kristina knew neither of them had another appointment or obligation for over an hour, so she resolved to take her time.
Rob allowed Kristina to take the lead, knowing she was as hot for him as he was for her. She reached down and undid his tie first, before beginning to unbutton each button on his shirt seductively. As she got lower, he got a better and better look under her blouse at Kristina's full, size 34-C breasts. Although he had seen virtually every female member of his on-camera staff naked, and several on multiple and even frequent occasions, he still believed Kristina Abernathy had the best pair of tits he had ever laid eyes on.
When his shirt had been completely undone, she helped him remove it. Despite being over 15 years her senior, Kristina thought Rob's body was spectacular. She ran her hands over his well toned chest and arms, feeling the powerful muscles honed in daily workouts that Rob had done every day since his wife left him before the divorce. When her hands reached the material covering his hardest and arguably most important muscle, Rob stopped Kristina.
"Kristina dear, you are well on your way to convincing me. However, at this moment I believe removing your blouse before you proceed any further would greatly enhance your argument." Rob suggested, a smile on his face, as he used her given name for the first time in the encounter.
She smiled back, but to Rob's surprise, she did not immediately reach for the bottom of her blouse. Instead, Kristina dropped to her knees in front of him. He looked at her, slightly disappointed.
"I have a surprise under my blouse." Kristina told him, licking her lips for effect. "I think it is better that you see if first from this angle."
He leaned forward slightly, now intrigued at what Kristina had beneath the relatively plain white collared blouse. She slowly rolled her blouse up her stomach, then her chest and finally over her head, revealing her surprise. Kristina had purchased and was now wearing a white see through lace bra, trimmed with a pretty bow holding the cups together, the bra straps decorated with a lacy edging to complete the look. Underneath the lace, Rob could clearly see the pale flesh of Kristina's breasts, topped with quarter size pink areolas, on which sat her small nipples, which had become hard with arousal and now scraped against the bra material.
Rob was quite impressed and his cock twitched with excitement. Up until now, Kristina had shown an interest in only tasteful, classical lingerie which most men would call plain. He suspected this was by far the most sexually provocative piece she had ever worn for any man, even her husband.
