Jake was the financial reporter. He loved the finance world and as much as he could care he could spend his entire day at his office preparing for his next edition of "World Stock". He was bright too, and as handsome as they get. The network people had a joke that part of Jake's rating is from women fantasizing on him. Jake was well aware of that too, not once did he appear in the gossip columns dating this presenter or that model. His arrogance was limitless, and among his few friends he was known as Jake the Scorer.
Jake the Scorer would dress up in the finest fashion, drive his sports car to the finest clubs. Full of smiles he would enter, he never ignored a single attractive woman, and each would receive a smile. Jake had a way with the ladies, and as if his looks weren't enough he had a smooth tongue that could charm the coldest of women. And they all melted.
He was only happy to see that the new editor was a woman. Tall and brunette, with luscious long hair, her skirt slit at the side to expose gorgeous legs, her jacket barely enough to hold her full breasts. Tim could almost hear the men at the network drool as she passed along the hall. He was even happier when he noticed that she too smiles at him. With a little research he was able to discover that she's single with no current boyfriend. "Must be horny as hell" he thought to himself.
A couple of weeks after the editor settled in she called Jake to her office. Jake cast a last glance at the mirror and smiled at his reflection, he liked what he saw and he knew she would to. When he arrived to the editor's office he noticed that the blinds were drawn down, the editor's assistant, Tim was sitting outside. "Have you seen her today?" Tim asked.
"No, why?" Jake asked suspiciously.
"She's looking the hottest that I've seen yet, and she just closed those blinds," he added those last words in a whisper and signaled Jake to go in.
Jake stepped into the office and even he was shocked, the editor was sitting on the edge of the table wearing a far too short skirt, exposing her great legs and hear breast were bulging from a tight top. "Sit down, Jake," she said with a smile. Jake could feel that his cock was already semi hard. "Jake, all my reporters are out, I need someone to go into the county jail and get a pre-sentencing interview with those three women who murdered that man who tried to rape one of them. It's not a broadcast, just a cover, so you can go yourself."
Jake was in shock. "ME?! I'm the financial reporter! I'm not going."
"I don't remember leaving you an option Jake."
"Dyke," muttered Jake as he got to his feet and walked out, the editor just smiled.
On the county jail Jake was able to use his charm to gain access to the inmate's cell. There were three of them; Tanya, fat with large breasts who seemed to be the leader of the three; Annie, who looked like an innocent child and Jake's immediate thought was that she couldn't harm a fly; and Holly, with a pitch black skin and a perfect figure. Jake started the routine questions, he was hoping to end this early - after all, the case was a pretty easy one. The victim was some poor guy who tried to force himself on Annie. He was chased away from the scene by Tanya. Later the three found his identity and stalked him for days. Then they entered his apartment and murdered him in a particularly gruesome manner. Admitting everything, all three were facing the Electric Chair.
The noise was first distant, in the inner cells it was barely audible. At first Jake thought that's how all prisons sound like. Then the screaming got louder, the guard by the door looked nervous and left to see what was going on. 10 minutes later an alarm shrieked throughout the compound. "What's that?!" Jake jumped off the bed he was sitting on. "Guard! Guard!" No one answered.
"There ain't no guard to hear you honey" Tanya beamed at him. "What do you mean?" Jake screamed.
