Jeanine stared at the screen in wide-eyed disbelief, watching the nude footage of herself having sex with Mayor Smith in the middle of a public park. And what made it even worse was that his wife had gone missing and both the police and public opinion held him as the prime suspect in her disappearance. The pretty blonde reporter covered her face with her hands, as if trying to block out the moans of pleasure she made on the tape as the mayor penetrated into her again and again.
She knew that she was going to be fired today. In fact, she knew it from the moment she got the phone call to come into her boss' office. Someone had to have filmed the incident; after all, she was having sex in public with the front page story of the month. It was too delicious not to make headlines.
Mike, her boss at the station, paused the tape and took a deep breath. He hesitated, as if unsure of what to say next.
"I think you know why I called you in here," he said sternly, "Don't you Mrs. Anderson?"
Jeanine Anderson, former general assignment reporter meekly nodded, not sure if there was anything she could say to salvage her job... or her reputation, for that matter. The way that things were unfolding for her today, it seemed as if she would never be able to work in this state again!
Taking a deep breath, Jeanine tried to think back to how this whole situation began weeks ago.
See, Jeanine didn't think of herself as being 'loose' or 'slutty,' not really anyway. Oh sure, she had fooled around with people on the job, but there were plenty of female (and, for that matter, male) reporters who did the exact same thing. Embedded journalists with the troops overseas called it 'foxy hole syndrome;' the sudden urge to just fuck a co-worker or source because you know that at any moment you could die far from everyone you know and love. Sort of like a one night stand, in fact.
Local reporters had the same urges. After all, when you are away from home on the road, chasing leads downtown, or even pulling all-nighters on a story, it becomes increasingly hard to relate with your spouse at home. It's much easier to have a quick fling with a co-worker, as long as you are discreet about it.
In Jeanine Anderson's case, it was something of an open secret that she had slept around with several of her co-workers at the station. Most recently she had been having sex with Jose, her swarthy Latino cameraman. But this time it was different. Jeanine had crossed the unwritten line and was having sex with a source! That would have been scandalous enough to ruin her career by itself, but the fact that it was in public, in broad daylight, and had been caught on tape!
It had been a lapse of judgment on Jeanine's part. She would have been the first to say so herself! But she wasn't thinking clearly that day.
Jeanine went out to the news van, ostensibly under the pretext of going over the footage from the last interview with Mayor Smith. In reality, she really just wanted a quick fuck with Jose. But she hadn't expected to find him with his pants down and Sandra -- the new intern, the freaky one with the fake boobs and all the tattoos -- kneeling down and sucking his dick.
Jose looked up at her in shock and confusion, their eyes meeting for but a mere moment before slamming the van door shut and storming off. She heard him trying to call out for her, but ignored his pleas. She really shouldn't have taken it so personally, in retrospect, but at the time all she could think about was her wounded pride. And if Jose was going to start fooling around with some younger tramp, then she would have to find sex somewhere else.
In fact, Jeanine Anderson knew exactly where to find her next lay...
Ever since his wife had disappeared, Mayor Smith had found himself at the center of a media frenzy. His bizarre, some might even say sociopathic, behavior had only served to attract more attention to the case. He claimed that his wife had run away, but everyone suspected that his wife had met with foul play. Nonetheless, he was pretty damned charming, especially when you got him up close.
Jeanine had been fortunate enough to form a close relationship with him. Up until this point, it had been strictly professional. She realized that even if he was guilty, it would still be much easier to get information from him by feigning sincerity rather than actually asking him tough question. As a result, Jeanine had managed to score several exclusive interviews with the Mayor, while reporters from other stations had much less luck.
Over the course of these interviews, Jeanine had become quite aware of the lustful looks that the Mayor gave her... or pretty much any other female reporters for that matter. And while it did make some of them uncomfortable, Jeanine was able to simply brush it off. But now, she thought to herself, why not have a little fun with it. It couldn't hurt, right?
She called him on his cell phone that Thursday. Not surprisingly, he picked almost up immediately after the first ring. Jeanine noted that he seemed very eager to give her another interview -- too eager, in fact, but then, that was exactly the reaction she was hoping to get. She scheduled an interview with him over the phone.
