I'd been working the evenings for a while due to some staffing changes, not that I minded. It gave me the chance to spend more time with Paige, now that things with Laura had cooled off a bit-nothing bad going on there, she was just spending more time with her beau Steve, though we did get together from time to time, both solo, and as part of a three way, when Steve and I would bone her good.
I had worked with Paige on and off for most of the nine years she had been at the station, and had watched her mature into the job. We'd also become close over time. Despite her occasional forays into the dating world, we had maintained our "friends with benefits" relationship, and it was not uncommon for Paige to spend weekends at my house when she wasn't seeing someone, or Laura wasn't on tap for me.
Then one day, the station grapevine was abuzz with a rumor. Paige was leaving to move into another job, outside broadcasting, closer to her home in Chicago. I caught her between newscasts.
"Hey, Paige, let's go get dinner," I said as she was gathering her papers from the 6 PM newscast.
"Sure," she said in her usual perky tone.
We headed out for a quick dinner at one of the local Mexican places. As we settled into our chips and salsa, I looked over at Paige.
"I hear a rumor..." I said, looking into her blue eyes.
Paige looked at me, then sighed. "Yeah, it's true," she said, some trepidation showing in her face. "Just don't mention it to anyone yet. I'm sure the gossip mill is going full tilt, but I haven't said anything to station management yet. The details are not final, and it may not happen."
I smiled at her. "Come on, Paige. You know I don't talk. What's up??"
Paige smiled. "Yeah, I know. You're good at not letting on that you know things, or what's going on." She looked at me a moment. "I had an offer for a PR job in the Chicago area. You know I grew up there, and I kinda miss home. My parents are getting older, and it would be nice to be a little closer."
I looked at Paige, knowing that our arrangement was probably coming to a turning point.
"I hate that we won't be able..." her voice halted. I reached across the table and took her hands in mine.
"Don't be sorry. Do what's best for you. Hooking up with a 63 year old camera man probably isn't your best future anyway,"
Paige laughed, even though I could see a tear or two in her eyes. "I know, but over the last few years, I've come to really enjoy your friendship." She looked at me. "Love, even." She squeezed my hands tight. I could see the tears welling up in her eyes.
"Yes, love. I know we've said it many times when we've been together, but it's funny how it comes around and hits you hard when you realize something is coming to an end, and you didn't expect it." I held her hands tight. "That won't go away, even if you do. But you're in the early stage of what hopefully will be a long, fruitful career, and I'm on the verge of retirement. Honestly, given the way people move around in this business, I didn't think you'd be here this long." I brought her left hand to my lips and kissed it. "And, yes, I do love you, enough to tell you to not get hung up on me, and go where you need to. We'll be in touch. You know how I like to travel. Chicago isn't that far." I kissed Paige's hands again, then stood, pulling her up, and we kissed across the table. I pulled her away from the table, having now finished our quick dinner. "Come on, back to the grind, for a little while anyway."
We started toward the front. I paid the check, and we headed for the parking lot. As we got to my car, Paige turned to me, kissing me quickly.
"Stay with me tonight??" she said, tentatively, as if I would refuse.
I smiled. "Sure, Paige. I'd like that." I wondered for a moment if tonight wouldn't be the last time we shared a bed. Paige squeezed my hands and gave me a short kiss.
"Thanks," she said, smiling. "I just need you tonight." We hugged and headed back to the station.
The rest of the night was uneventful, and both newscasts went off without a hitch. Afterward, I followed Paige back to her apartment, and she let us in. As soon as we went inside, she pulled me to her, hugging me tight, then kissing me.
"I'm pretty sure I'm going to get this job. I know it's a good move for me, and it's a lot more money, more than double what I'm making here."
"That's good, but as you well know, Chicago is quite a bit more expensive than out here in the provinces."
Paige laughed. "True, I should know!!" She got a serious look on her face. "But I hate that we won't have nights like this anymore."
I kissed Paige. "I don't know about never, but there will be a lot fewer of them. Let's make the most of the time we have." I reached around to her back, unzipping her sleeveless dress, which started to fall away. She stepped back far enough to slip her arms out, and it dropped to the floor, revealing her generous tits, slim belly and long legs. Paige now stood in front of me in a pair of 3" white heels and white, lacy panties.
"I'm going to miss not knowing what you have on under your clothes," I teased. Since we started having these sexy encounters, Paige had taken to omitting various items of underwear from time to time, and it was not unusual for me to get a glimpse of her charms, sometimes even while she was on the air. That was always exciting, and typically led to some sexy fun later on.
Paige unbuttoned my shirt, playing her fingers through the hair on my chest as she undid each button, kissing me as she went. I played with her hefty tits, enjoying the feeling of their fullness in my hands, and making her nipples stand up from the attention. She pushed my shirt off my shoulders once she had all the buttons undone, then unhooked my belt, then unbuttoned my jeans. She stepped back a moment, reaching for the zipper. I looked her over quickly, taking in her long legs and shapely breasts. She unzipped me slowly, my erect cock sticking up and out of the open zipper, a pearl of precum already oozing from the head. Paige smiled, kissed me, and stroked me gently for a moment, stiffening my already stone hard dick.
Paige let go of me a moment, and stepped out of her heels, then pulled her panties down, revealing the blonde bush I'd gotten to know so well. I tugged my jeans down, letting my cock bounce free, my balls hanging low. Paige moved back to me, kissing me and cradling my nuts. I enjoyed her touch, her fingers gently squeezing me, occasionally taking a moment to stroke my cock.
I eased Paige to the bed, moving her to a sitting position. She played with my cock and balls the whole time, still holding them as she sat. Once down on the bed, she took my cock in her mouth, looking up at me with her wide blue eyes as she started sucking the head, then working her way down the shaft til she had her face in the thick dark hair at the base of my cock. I held the back of her head, letting her get the full effect of my erection in her throat. It was heaven.
After a bit, sensing the growing need to cum, I pulled away from Paige, my cock slipping out of her sucking lips with a slight "pop." Paige smiled, looking at my engorged tool as it waved in her face, a drop of precum emerging from the tip. She licked it off, smacking her lips. Normally, I'd have been only too happy to let Paige finish the job. Blowing a huge wad of cum into her mouth or on her tits was a wonderful release. But today, I wanted to blast that load into her pussy, as it seemed I might not get another chance, at least not for a long time.
Paige scooted up on the bed, and I followed, lying down beside her. We kissed a few minutes, each feeling the other's body, I playing with her tits, she stroking my cock. I worked down, stroking the curve of her side and hip, eventually landing in the furry thatch between her legs. My middle finger traced the slit beneath, and I felt it open to my touch. I slipped my finger in, it going in easily as Paige was already well into arousal from sucking on my cock. I played over her clit, making her jump from the sudden attention. She giggled, grasping my cock, then releasing. She reached up and played her fingers through the hair on my chest, grasping it when I put pressure on her clit.
I played her to a short but intense orgasm, kissing her hard as she came. When she rolled out of her quick cum, she pushed me onto my back, her pussy hovering over my pulsing cock. She took it in her hand and lined it up to her waiting labia, and I felt her very wet inner lips on the head, then the familiar spread and plunge as she sank down on me, taking my cock all the way to her cervix in one swift motion. Her face contorted as the base of my dick hit her pubic bone. I pulled her tight and rotated my hips to apply even more pressure. A few moments later, she cried out and came, her hips bucking in a full out orgasm as she soaked my cock with her womanly essence. Her fingers were interlocked with mine, and she squeezed them hard as she rode out her massive cum.
A few moments later, after Paige had settled, she looked down at me, her eyes wide, but with a look of happy exhaustion. She let out a quick sigh.
