Jessica the Newbie Reporter Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

Jessica the Newbie Reporter Ch. 04

... "So... hmm... sorry, baby. Jack put his finger in me," she reveals, not measuring words.

Wilson's eyes almost pop out, "In your vajay?!"

"Yes... It was really awful and awkward," Jess says.

"He can't do that!" Willy says, his mind whirling.

Jessica notes that her husband's excitement hasn't disappeared, but he seems torn, just like Linda said. "It's not that big of a deal, babe," she downplays. He motions for him not to yell.

Willy is exalted but tries to contain his voice. "What do you mean? Of course, it is! You let your boss finger you!"

"He didn't finger me!" The strawberry blonde corrects. "He just rubbed it a bit, and then it slipped in... I assumed it was an accident."

"Accident?!" He says, incredulous.

"Yeah, I was a bit wet because he was touching me..." the naughty wife explains, "But I moved away as soon as it happened!"

The naive husband gulps, "Oh... even then! That's horrible, honey!"

"Remember, Jack had already touched me a little in the pool," she says sheepishly.

"Huh?!" Wilson exclaims.

Jess sighs, "I told you, babe..."

"You did?" He seems confused. He racks his brain, trying to recall it.

"Yes!" She sighs out of patience. "You must have drank too much. I hate when you do that."

Willy shakes his head, "Sorry, hon. His wife pushed me..."

"It's okay, silly," Jessica says, opening her arms. They hug and cuddle for a few seconds. "I'm sorry, too," she adds.

Jessica easily twists the facts and turns things ...

... around on Willy. So much so that she doesn't do this on purpose; it just kinda happens naturally, probably due to his extreme devotion to his wife and the fact that Jess doesn't like conflict.

The handsome husband breaks the hug, "Bottoms, I am horrified by it... but... if you didn't think it was a big deal, why are you upset?"

"Well, it was strange having my gross fat boss putting his sausage fingers inside my tight kitty..." the redhead wife says, and Wilson groans. "It felt improper to do at work... so I stopped him."

Willy exhales, "At least that..."

"And I think Sandy saw it too," she adds.

"He did? Oh no..." he laments.

Jess nods, "Yeah, it was mortifying. The little ass just had this big shit-eating grin. I hated it...."

Wilson hugs his wife again. 'She needs me...', he thinks. "Darn, Bottoms... how do we stop Mr. Stone?"

"I'm not sure," she shrugs. "I can't complain since Jack seems to run the station. I'll get fired, you know."

"Ugh... I know. And we need your job for now..." Wilson repeats what Jess has instilled in his head. "But he can't keep sexually harassing you..."

"I agree. Did you talk to Linda on Saturday?" She asks.

"Yes, they have an understanding... a clear line... but still not enough," he explains, trying to avoid the details.

"What is it?" She asks curiously.

He tries to be dismissive, "Eh... he's kinda whipped... she can be quite scary."

Jessica insists, "Uh-huh... and?"

Wilson had realized he misinterpreted ...