Jessica the Newbie Reporter Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

Jessica the Newbie Reporter Ch. 04

... "Want to join one of the events?"

"Can I?" He asks excitedly.

"Sure, I'll ask Linda to invite you to the next one," she replies, happy that her plan is working.

"Nice!" He cheers. 'I get to see Bottoms be sexy, and I can keep everyone in line!', he concludes, content with the results. "And how was work?" He asks, continuing to feed Paul.

She puffs her chest proudly, "I avoided Mr. Stone completely!" Her sizable breasts jiggle.

He smiles and stares at her marvelous rack. "That's great!"

"And I got a massage today, baby. It was so refreshing," she says.

"For the TV segment?" The naive man asks, and she nods. "Uh.... did you get naked?" He inquires warily, afraid of the answer. "Of course, silly. That's how you get a message," Jess replies as if obvious.

"Ugh..." Willy grumbles.

"But I had a towel on!" the hot wife adds with a playful wink.

"Phew!" The innocent husband exclaims, at ease.

"Taul! Taul! Taul!" Paul repeats, giggling. They all laugh.

Wilson changes the subject, "Oh, and Bottoms, did you talk to the Director?"

"Ah! I almost forgot!" Jessica exclaims, "Good news, babe!"

He cocks his head, "What is it?"

"He is on my side and going to do something!" She declares.

"That's great," Wilson nods, and Paul mimics him.

"Mr. Edgar said today was the Sander's last recording as my cameraman!" She says like she couldn't believe her own words.

"Woah..." he says, 'I don't like her calling him Edgar... but this is good... we ...

... might finally be rid of that douchebag...'. He inquires, "Maybe he'll get fired?"

"Maybe?" Jess shrugs, "I'll tell you when I find out."

They continue eating dinner, and like the famous saying, curiosity killed the cat.

Wilson can't contain himself. "So... uh... did Sandy try anything today?"

"Ah, yeah... he touched my kitty..." Jess says, and Willy's eyes widen. "Above my panties," she adds hurriedly.

"He can't do that!" Willy protests. Paul blows raspberries and throws his food on the ground.

Jess sighs and starts cleaning it up. "He said Jack did. But don't worry, Sander is not my boss. I moved his hand away immediately and gave him a good slap."

"Thank heavens..." the husband reacts. "And then what did that asswipe do?"

"He laughed and said he was going to 'pay me back later with something hard'," the redhead retells, making air quotes.

Willy's eyes widen, "Oh, no..."

"Yep..." she sighs. She makes a 'one-sec' signal and takes Paul to his playpen. She returns and orders, "Ask me..."

"Uh... was it... his... uh... peen?" The curly-haired man grimaces.

"He bumped against me a couple times during the day and rubbed it on my skirt... he's so gross," Jess complains, disgusted.

Willy raises an eyebrow, "That was it?"

"No, I thought you asked something else... sorry," Jess explains, blushing. "When Sandy said payback, he meant it. This was the worst thing ever."

Wilson's heart races, and his stomach is in knots. "Gulp... what..."

Jessica ...