I nearly fell out of my chair when I was watching Headline News this morning. I was once again, as always staring at the gorgeous figure and face of Robin Meade. As she spoke I sat up and quickly took down all the information.
"Ladies and gentlemen I want to announce our Robin in the Morning Valentine's Day Fantasy Contest. In 50 words or less e-mail me why you should be chosen to join Bob Van Dillon, Jennifer Westhoven and myself to a three day shopping spree and show extravaganza in New York City. We will dine at some of the greatest restaurants in the city, shop till you drop and have first row seats at the Radio City Rockettes Show. You'll be on the CNN morning show and be treated like royalty. So hurry up and send in your e-mail, deadline is next Friday."
The wheels in my head started turning, I just had to win that contest, even though I knew it was going to be a long shot. I knew I had to dazzle her and the morning crew. So I fired off my first e-mail to Robin Meade.
"Dear Robin, I never miss one of your shows and my day is gloomy when you are off and I have to watch someone else. I want to win the contest because being in New York City on Valentine's Day with you WOULD be the ultimate fantasy. I've seen the Rockettes once before when they visited my city. I would love to sit in the front row and compare the Rockettes legs with your legs. I know without seeing them side by side that you would win hands down. I know if the four of us were in New York, we would have a time that none of us would ever forget."
I sent off the e-mail and thought of several more and some tamer, some racier trying to find a hook to catch her eye.
The day before the announcement of the winner I received a call from Atlanta; it was a producer from Headline News. My heart was up in my throat when the voice on the other end said; "Please hold for Robin Meade."
All of a sudden a cheery voice came on the line; "Hi John, this is Robin Meade, how are you?"
I stammered; "Oh my god, don't tell me, is this a joke? I told everyone at work I was entering the contest and if this is someone playing a joke on my I'll die!"
She laughed out loud; "No John, this isn't a joke. I'll be announcing tomorrow on the morning show that you are the winner of the Valentine's Day Fantasy Contest. I just wanted to verify that you are at least 21 years old and are still interested in going with Bob, Jennifer and me to New York City. I take by your reaction that you are still interested." She laughed and I nearly came in my pants.
"Listen Robin, wild horses couldn't keep me from going, thank you, thank you, thank you! Could you tell me which e-mail you picked that made up your mind?"
"Ah well that may be a problem. Officially we will announce the one about my legs comparing them to the Rockettes legs. By the way thank you for the complement."
"No problem Robin, I really meant it! What do you mean that's the problem?"
"Well John, one of the racier e-mails really caught my eye and in confidence it really turned me on and after reading it I just had to make you the pick, but that is where the problem arose. I was pleasantly surprised when I spotted another e-mail from you that I knew I could use as the winner. So you see John, you peaked my curiosity and I hope you perform and can hold up to what you said in your e-mail, otherwise I'll be very disappointed."
I was now worried' "Ah well which e-mail are you referring to. I sent you nearly a dozen, some racy, some tame and then some raunchy, which one are you referring to?"
She giggled in the phone; "The raunchy one of course, here I'll read it to you. Hell I read it so many times and to be honest, came several times reading it over and over again, here it is.
"Dear Robin, first let me say that I am no pervert or stalker, just a fan that has very, very strong sexual feeling for you. On your morning show you have a segment called the Morning Express Challenge. I was on the verge of sending you a video of me watching you and imagining me making slow passionate love to you, but I knew it would cross the line. The following is my submission to your Valentine Day Fantasy Contest. I would love to share the Rockettes Spectacular with you. I can see us in the front row, you wearing that sexy short black dress you wore last week, a gold chain around your waist, it was so short that you wore black tights and nearly knee length black patent leather boots. At the Rockettes you would have the same outfit on, but instead of wearing tights it would be stockings without panties on. While the show continued I would slowly lift your short skirt and play with your bare pussy until you came."
"Well John, reading that, along with the several other sexy e-mails you sent me sealed the deal, so tomorrow I'll be announcing on air that you are the winner. Will you be able to attend?"
"Robin, are you kidding?? There is no way in hell I would ever miss the chance and thank you, thank you for choosing me! So now what, what do I do, where do I go?"
"Woo John, slow down; I'll have the network contact you with the details, and one other thing John."
"Yes Robin, what is it?"
"You better rest up and the things you said in your e-mails?"
"Yes Robin?"
"I'm holding you to them and you better be ready to act them out!" She hung up before I could reply.
The following morning I was watching Headline News to make sure I wasn't dreaming and the time came for the announcement.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Valentine Day's Fantasy Contest, a trip for three day with Bob, Jennifer and I is John Boston living in Myrtle Beach, SC.
Later that week I was contacted by the network and was given my itinerary. I was to fly to Atlanta and fly to New York with Bob and Robin. Jennifer who already lived in New York would meet us there. I would be able to visit the studio and meet with Heidi Collins, Kiran Chetry and Alana Cho.
The magical day finally arrived and I was as nervous as a schoolboy on his first day of school. I touched down at Atlanta and was greeted by a liaison from the network. I was led to the concourse where I was to board the plane to New York. When I got on the plane Bob and Robin were already onboard. Sitting in first class, Bob was dressed in a casual sport jacket and dress shirt. I was dumbfounded as I came face to face with Robin. Once again she was wearing knee high boots over skintight black jeans. Her every curve was evident and when she rose to greet me her ample ass was captivating. Her face lit up with her infectious smile, her long gorgeous auburn hair cascaded over her shoulders and covered half her breasts. They were even larger in person and wearing a tailored pale blue dress shirt, unbuttoned to the top of her breasts were amazing. I couldn't take my eyes of her face, it was gorgeous, her full red lips were glossy and very sexy, and her dark eyes twinkled and were dark pools a man could loose themselves in. I was wondering how they would light up and smolder during sex. Again the most gorgeous feature about her head was her luxurious hair. I never seen hair so thick and full, the waves cascaded down her back and I could just imagine running my hands through its gorgeous length.
Robin leaned in and hugging me tightly gave me a friendly peck on the cheek. I could feel the full firm breasts against my arm. Pulling back she smiled again; "Good morning John, glad to meet you, as you know I'm Robin Meade and this is Bob Van Dillon, please have a seat."
I shook Bob's hand and was seated next to Robin and Bob took the aisle seat across from us. We talked aimlessly about the trip, New York and what we were going to do and see. Before I knew it we were touching down in New York and a limo was waiting to take us to our Manhattan Hotel. Our rooms were all together and overlooked Central Park and the view was amazing.
After we were settled in, there was a light knock on my door, opening it I was staring at Robin who wanted to know if I wanted to head downstairs and get a bite to eat, telling me Bob headed out to the studio to check on some details for later in the week.
