The New Co-Host (closed for TannedBabe)

[Tanned_babe]

"Don't look so surprised!" Zara snapped back at him, "I'm not being a bitch, I'm just saying you don't have to know how the system to realise that she ended her career where mine has begun. End of."

Zara went back to her peice on how the government is tackling this Swine Flu epidemic- Leaflets about the swine flu outbreak and how to prevent its spread are to be delivered to every UK household. She was typing away, half listening to Ken.

"Anyway, I have more than enough 'petty sex tactics' to roll out yet before trying something as corny as that. But, I'm not sure that you'd be worth the effort."

Zara's head snapped up from the computer, she was about to question him about pitty sex tactics until he questioned whilther she'd be worth it. Her dark brown eyes drew him a cracking set of daggers and she raised herself from her chair.

"Look spare me your petty sex tactics would you?" Zara started getting her papers together and walking towards the door, "I'm hardly going to go with a man who is on his way OUT anyway, am I?" She knew it was a cheap shot, a very cheap shot.

 

[marauder13]

"I'm hardly going to go with a man who is on his way OUT anyway, am I?"

"No, of course not. Wouldn't do you any good to be in the company of anyone with experience, would it?" He didn't care if she heard him or not. But what she said hit a sore spot. Yes, he was on his way out. When his time was up with 'In Politics Tonight', that would be it for his TV career. Still, he had what it took, since he was still sitting on front of the cameras.

Everyone noticed that the normal rapport between Ken and Zara was missing that night when the show went to air. Ken was rather cold to Zara, but he kept his professionalism through the entire show. Once the show was over, Ken got up and departed without saying a word to anyone. He got his makeup removed, and he headed off to the local straight away.

"'Allo, Kenneth. Haven't got a bed to warm tonight?"

"Hi Tom," Ken said sitting at the bar, "only my own. A pint of the usual."

"Coming up, squire. So, spill it. Who did what?"

Ken snorted, and waited until he had a serious hit at his ale. "My young bitch co worker who's so enamoured with herself she doesn't give a rat's arse about anyone older than her."

"You tried to screw her, and she's turned you down?"

"I'd rather not suffer the frostbite to the old fella," he took another decent hit of his ale.

"Gods man, I've seen you two on the telly. Looks like you already had her a few times from the look of it."

Ken almost snort his ale out his nose. "Zara wouldn't bed me if I was the last man on earth and she wasn't a dyke. Hell, after what she said, I wouldn't do her if she was the last woman on earth. Ah... fuck it. Get another pint, Tom."


Ken had been drinking for a few hours by the time he called it quits. Tom had been surprised at how hard he had been hitting the alcohol. But Ken knew his limits. It was a testament to years of experience in drinking that Ken was able to find his way home. He paused his trek to his bed to down two large glasses of water, and collapsed into bed. As he slipped into a deep well oiled sleep, his dreams turned to his young co host and all the things he'd do with her if he ever had the chance.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara walked briskly from their office to make up, hearing Kens mutterings as she walked down the hall. She sat silently through her quick session at make up, only answering the young girls questions with only one or two words.

During the show Zara sat further away from Ken than usual and wasn't quite as professional him. When it came her time to finish her piece on how the UK government was handling the 'Swine Flu Epidemic' and introduce Ken for his piece on the subject she couldn't, for all her worth, take the contempt out of her voice. So much so that Toni wanted to see her after the show but Zara didn't hang about. Like Ken she headed almost straight home after they had finished recording.

Zara headed for the gym down the road from her flat and took her anger out on the treadmill for 35 minutes, after which she changed from her tight lycra three-quarter length joggers and sports bra type top into a soft cotton towel and sat sulking in the sauna for a little while.

By the time Zara got home she was still pissed off with Ken and dreaded tomorrow's 'gathering' for the old crow even more so.

Zara had just sat down infront of an episode of 'Friends' that she had seen countless times when her mobile rang, it was her good friend Denise who she hadn't seen since a group of them went out to celebrate Zara's new job.

"....Argh. Trust me I wish I could go out for dinner tomorrow night too but the only thing worse than going to this celebration is to not go!" Zara moaned down the phone, "But look, I'll most probably get away by ten so I'll meet you guys in town ok?"

After a breif bitching session about Ken, Zara finished up the conversation and went back to the TV.

 

[marauder13]

Friday passed well enough for Ken. He was able to keep his professional outlook in place while he dealt with Zara, who he thought might still have been pissed with him. He didn't really care because tonight was an office party, and he'll finally get to say farewell to his old co-partner in crime.

At 20 minutes before kick off time, the "office" shut down. Everyone got up, and almost enmass headed for the local. The slight gloom cast by the two presenters disappeared as they entered the pub, and started grabbing drinks and forming little groups to talk.

Ken grabbed a gin and tonic, and went over to talk to Toni.

"I'm sorry for not being on the ball last night. I had a bit of a run in with the 'Ice Queen'," Ken said taking a drinking and inspecting some of the other female staff appreciatively.

"Well, maybe someone will need to thaw you out later," Toni smiled. Ken gave her a suggestive look.

"Is that an offer, or a suggestion?" He looked at her over the rim of his glass, his eyes light with mischief.

"A suggestion. I'm wanting a quiet night tonight. A night with you is far from quiet."

"Well, as a good member of the team, I will follow the wishes of my manager. So, who would you... Oh, goodness. I was hoping that she would at least look like she was going to enjoy herself." Ken watched Zara as she entered, the last of the team to turn up. "I say she'll be gone before nine. If I didn't know any better, I'd think she was dyke."

Toni laughed quietly. "Oh, so that's what it's all about, huh? Ken hasn't managed to get to know Zara yet? Maybe I should thank her on behalf of the rest of us."

Ken glared at her until he realised she was pulling his leg. A little. "Well, go on, I'm sure she love to know that she's the only one that I haven't managed to bed yet. I can't see her making my life any more of a living hell. Oh wait, yes I could." He drained the glass, and headed for the bar for a refill.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara, like everyone else, had come straight from work so wasn't dressed how she world normally be for a Friday night out. However this wasn't Zara's idea of a good Friday night out. She was dressed in a tight black pencil skirt that came to just below her knee, a very tight sky blue blouse, with several buttons at the top undone and a pair of black 4 inch stilletos.

She wasn't about to pretend she was having a good time. Since Zara and Ken had faught things hadn't been so good at the show, she felt the stories she was covering weren't great, her political views didn't really go with the stories she had been covering and the constant tension they were prolonging just brought a sort of gloom over the proceedings.

Zara quickly made her way up to the bar, not bothering to even look Patricia's way- the only thing that was going to make this evening bearable was alcohol. She ordered a Large Chardonnay and pounded it with 5 minutes before ordering another one, wishing the girl behind the bar would hurry up as she could see Ken heading in her direction.

 

[marauder13]

Ken finally got enough under his belt, and he approached Zara. He could feel the displeasure radiating off her.

"Hello, Zara, my dear. Thank you for turning up." He sat himself down, leaning back against the bar. "You know, when your day comes, you wont get anything like this happening for you. No, everyone will wait until your out the door and then they'll rejoice for a week." He took another hit from his glass. "I suggest that you at least look like you're having fun here. People have long memories. Everyone here at least liked Patricia, and we're all happy she's healthy and going to live on for many more years." Ken turned and gave her a hard look.

"Yes, you're gorgeous, and you have one hell of a career ahead of you. But don't burn your fucking bridges by being such a bitch to other presenters, particularly the female ones. Well, you can burn them, but wait a little longer before you do. I may be a borderline has-been, but I know a fucking lot about this industry, and I have quite a lot of connections. So, unless you're planning on screwing your way to the top, you better start loosening up and being nicer to those around you, or no one will give a rats arse about you when your star starts to fall."

He finished his glass, and the barman gave his a substantial scotch. "You know... nah, why bother telling you, you wont care." Ken got up, and swung his arm around of on the production assistants, giving her a lengthy kiss that she returned quite enthusiastically. He whispered something in her ear as he stared back at Zara. She laughed loudly, and gave him a playful slap before she wondered off.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara sat down on a bar stool and crossed her long legs, causing her skirt to creep up over her knees and reveal a couple of inches of her thigh.

She couldn't help but let out an annoyed sigh when Ken made his way over. "Evening Ken," She said pursing her lips and giving him a sideways glance.

"No, everyone will wait until your out the door and then they'll rejoice for a week."...... "Everyone here at least liked Patricia."

"Look Ken!" Zara snapped, moving forward in her bar stool and tippig forward slightly, giving him a great look down her blouse. "I know you lot think the sun shines out of Patricia's ass but I don't, deal with it ok? Shes been nothing but despondent and rude towards me since I arrived here. The sooner you realise all this the sooner we can move on."

She watched the the barman pour him a rather huge 'Talisker'. "Know what?" But it was too late, Ken was already away with th Assistant, she turned back to the bar- chosing not to watch the display the two were putting on.

 

[marauder13]

Ken watched as she turned back to the bar. He was about to walk back to her when Toni got to him first.

"Come on, time to do your duty, then you can get back to her."

"Yeah, you're right." Ken walked over to the little stage that was in the corner of the room. He stood up, and took a little time to straighten himself out and give the room a chance to quieten down.

"Right. Thank you to everyone for turning up to say farewell to Patricia. I can't speak for anyone else, but my heart skipped a beat when I heard the news of possible breast cancer. And I can't say I thrilled I was to hear that it was a scare.

"My, my veteran partner is off to enjoy a life of relaxation with her husband. She had been there for a year before I turned up, and she showed me the ropes and made me feel welcome. For that, I am in your debt, my dear.

"Thank you for your professional assistance, your friendship and all the other things that I can't remember because they are just too many to mention.

"And on behalf of the rest of the team, may you have a fun, wonderful time as an ordinary civilian."

The room erupted in cheers as Patricia cried a little. She tried to say something, but ended up waving a hand vaguely at the crowd about her.

"I think she has said 'thank you', though the tears have drowned it out a bit."

He hopped down, giving Patricia a warm embrace. "As a friend, I love you dearly. Take care, and don't ever be a stranger. OK?" Patricia nodded and was swamped by other well wishers.

Ken wandered back, emptying his glass on the way. He parked himself beside Zara, flagging the barman for another scotch.

"Thanks for the view before, Zara. Very nice of you." He waited until the barman delivered his drink and moved on. "No, we don't think the sun shines out of her arse, but we all like her. Which is more than I can say about you right now. After today, Trish will be gone, but for the memories.

"Now, I actually liked you at first. I thought you were someone worth knowing. Now I'm having doubts. You are one fucking fine looking woman, a damned good presenter when your mind's on the job. And you have a great deal of potential in this business."

He took a long drink from his glass. He leaned closer and lowered his voice so only Zara could hear him.

"How long has it been since you were laid last? A girl like you can't be a virgin, nor is a virgin that up tight. Only one who had it a few times gets that wound up. I bet you've got a block of ice down between your legs. Which is a pity. But hey, I'm just an old perv who's going to be out of here in a year or two. They're probably grooming some young looking thing who does good camera and can't put two thoughts together to sit along side you."

He finished his glass, and order a pint of ale. He was getting too tanked, and he needed to change his drinking pattern to compensate.

"I'll be brutally honest with you Zara, I'd love to get you between the sheets. But I don't think you're worth the effort anymore. Why should I try when I can pick and choose? And know what I'll be getting as well. At least with you there would have been the thrill of the unknown.

"But then, why would you care about an old fart like me huh? Not like I have experience or anything like that. You'd just be interested in someone who could take you hard and fast and make it a thrill, rather than someone who could take you to heaven a few times and make you feel like a woman."

He straightened himself up, and took a good pull from his ale. He had reached a point where he didn't care how Zara reacted.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara watched Ken stumble up to the stage and she shook her head, asking the barman for another large white wine before turning back on the stool to watch him. She didn't give him the satisfaction of a glare when he up the emphisis on 'everyone'.

As she listened to him droan on about Patrica Zara couldn't beleive the looks Ken was getting from most of the woman in the room. God they were really buying into the shit he was talking.

When it came time to toast Patricia Zara lazily lifted a half empty wine glass and mummbled, "To Patricia," under her breathe.

Zara sa Ken coming and lent back in her seat, just to make sure he didn't bump into her as he came and lent on the bar. "Now thats odd because, when we first met I didn't like you. And then you grew on me and now...well..." Zara gave Ken another look of contempt, "Just shows you should always go ith you gut feeling doesn't it?" She too took a long drink from her glass, starting to feel the buzz of doning nearly a bottle of wine in an hour.

"How long has it been since you were laid last? A girl like you can't be a virgin, nor is a virgin that up tight. Only one who had it a few times gets that wound up. I bet you've got a block of ice down between your legs. "

Zara leaned closer to him, so much so she could smell the single malt on his breath as she spoke. To be honest she wasn't as shocked at the question as she would have expected. Maybe it was the alcohol? Or maybe Ken's frank talk was a bit of a turn on? Whatever it was she stirred on her bar stool for a moment before answering, "Well Ken, you think you know women so well. So guess." She raised one perfectly waxed eyebrow, "However I should point out that, if I do have a.... block of ice inbetween my legs, I manage to walk ever so well."

"But I don't think you're worth the effort anymore. Why should I try when I can pick and choose?"

"Ah, but I am worth the effort, if I do say so myself. Because, when it comes to bedding me you can't pick and choose," Zara spoke cooly and calmy to Ken, enjoying this moment. She lent in closer to him so her lips almost brushed against his ear, "And that drives you wild." Zara sat back again and smiled at him, for the first time in three days, not a grin but more a smug sense of accomplishment.

 

[marauder13]

"Just shows you should always go with your gut feeling doesn't it?"

"In which case, I should still be trying to chase you. Which, you'll be happy to hear, I'm not."

"Well Ken, you think you know women so well. So guess." She raised one perfectly waxed eyebrow, "However I should point out that, if I do have a.... block of ice in between my legs, I manage to walk ever so well."

"No thanks. I doubt you'd be even nice enough to let me know how close I was even if I tried. Yes, you do walk well. Very well. And think what you'll be like when you're thawed out a little more. If someone's game enough to risk the frostbite."

"Ah, but I am worth the effort, if I do say so myself. Because, when it comes to bedding me you can't pick and choose."

Ken turned and gave her a sly look. "Why, Zara, when it comes to bedding you, I can pick and choose. The options may be far more reduced, and possibly far worse. Anyway, what makes you so sure you're worth the effort? You may look good, but that don't mean a damn thing once the action starts.

"Anyway, if you ever want to know what I'm like, just ask Toni. She'll tell you."

"And that drives you wild."

They words didn't do much to him, but her scent, her closeness and the feel of her breath on his skin almost undid what his brain had been telling him. The fact that she had been holding off had been a source of appeal to him for quite a while. But then she delivered the one line that killed it off. "I'm hardly going to go with a man who is on his way OUT anyway, am I?" It didn't matter to her about Kenneth Thompson the person, just Kenneth Thompson, the presenter. Every other woman fell for him because of who he was as a person. Yes, he was a womanizing, lecherous bloke, but he made the women he took to bed feel like they were the most special woman in the world, and he did things for them that they loved.

Zara Millar was a beautiful woman, no doubts. They got on well in front of the cameras until she took her shot at him. Now, it was a matter of time before they showed him the door, all because they didn't look good as a couple anymore.

"You really don't give a rat's arse about anyone but yourself, do you? You wouldn't want to be seen with someone on their way out, you said. All you're worried about is your fucking career, and you don't care who you tread on to get where you want. Well, tomorrow, I give you a list of who you can fuck to improve your career path, and they wont be blackmailing type bastards either. Consider that my gift to you.

"And to think I was fucking stupid enough to want to show you a great time. Show Zara, the young woman, not the hot TV presenter. But all she sees is Ken, the presenter on his last legs, rather than Ken the bloody human being."

He got up, and wandered to the loo, ignoring several looks from people who knew something was going on, but not exactly what.

 

[Tanned_babe]

"If you're not trying to chase me why the hell are you over here and not in a dindgy corner with, oh I don't know," Zara scanned the room and instantly say an attractive looking blonde who was watching Ken with a great intensity and nodded towards the girl. "Her!"

"You really don't give a rat's arse about anyone but yourself, do you?"

"Go to Hell Ken!!" Zara snapped, glaring at him, "You think because you've looked down my top for a month, you know me?" He was really starting to annoy her now. Yes she should never have said he was on his way out- that was bang out of order but he deserved to be taken down a peg or to. Thinking hes so bloody great in bed and that because he can give a woman what she wants he can treat them like disposable objects!

"And to think I was fucking stupid enough to want to show you a great time. Show Zara, the young woman, not the hot TV presenter."

"What the Fuck Ken? Because you think of me as a person that gives you the right to sleep with me?" She raised her voice ever so slightly so the people standing close to them could hear what she was saying. "Oh I think of her as a person so then that means its OK to shag her tonight. Where the hell do you get off thinking that way!?"

She too ordered a scotch when Ken walked off, "Yeh a Laphroige," She mumbled to the barman. She nursed it for a few minutes, contemplating what Ken had told her. Yes she had been cold, bloody freezing towards him and his darling Patricia but that was her choice. She didn't need reply on them for opertunities, now she had her foot in the door she could quite easily make her own way and doing so without sleeping around like thats hypocritical Bastard Ken had done. He just said so. He had slept with the producer!

Zara took a breath and knocked back her malt before moving off the bar stool to the back of the pub where the toilets were situated. As she turned the sharp corner she almost walked stright into him.

"You are one to talk!" She blurted out, "I bet if you weren't, oh how did you put it taking Toni to HEAVEN AND BACK a few times a week you would have been replaced along with your darling Patricia!"

 

[marauder13]

He stood in front of the mirror, washing his hands and wondering what the hell he had just done.

Sure, he chased after the women around him. It was fun, exciting, made him feel alive. And he got a real thrill out of what he did for them. They showed incredible trust in him, and he returned that trust. He knew he made each one of them feel special, even for a few hours.

What Zara didn't know is that he also slept the the plain looking girls too. He wasn't a picky bastard, except for the bitchy ones.

He finished up, and headed back to the party. He was lost in thought as to whether he wanted to risk talking to Zara again when he almost walked into her.

"Sorry, Zara, I didn't -"

"You are one to talk!" She blurted out, "I bet if you weren't, oh how did you put it taking Toni to HEAVEN AND BACK a few times a week you would have been replaced along with your darling Patricia!"

Ken almost went white. He took a few seconds to regain his composure.

"Well, Zara, if you did your fucking research a little better, I was bedding Toni before she was anyone's producer, and believe me, she treats me no differently to anyone else. In fact, you'll find that you get more slack from her than I do.

"Anyway, you don't want to be seen with a has been like me. On your way, young one." With that, he turned her to face back to the main room, and swatted her on the arse to send her on her way.

 

[Tanned_babe]

"And to think I was fucking stupid enough to want to show you a great time. Show Zara, the young woman, not the hot TV presenter."

"Well if thats the case why have you just gone white? Your so fucking transparent, Ken," She practically spat the words. She was just so fed up with his constant bull shitting.

Zara felt Ken's hands grip her shoulders and spinning her round so her back was to him and then before she knew what was happening Zara felt his hand come into a stinging contact with her tight ass.

As it it happened Zara's jaw practically dropped, not really believing what had just happened. He had just spanked her. She spun round on her heel to face him and took a step forward, looking up at him absolutly furious and slapped him. Hard. Across the face.

Zara withdrew her hand quite fast, suddenly aware of what she had done as the sting whipped through her own hand.

 

[marauder13]

As soon as he did it, he knew swatting her arse was not a good idea.

But when Zara spun around and slapped him, she held nothing back. He had never been on the receiving end of a blow like that one.

'Fuck it, if I'm going to be punished that badly, I might as well make it worth my while.

Ken Grabbed Zara, and pinned her against the wall with his body. Before she had a chance to say anything, his mouth was over hers, roughly taking her in a kiss that finally released his true feelings for her. He kissed her as if it was the only thing that would keep him alive. His tongue explored her lips, savouring the taste of her lip gloss before he manage to go a little further.

He knew it was only a few seconds, but it felt like they were kissing for hours. He broke off the kiss, and took a step back from her. He looked into her eyes, feeling his heart beating heavily in his chest as his took several deep breaths.

Yep, that was worth it, even enough for a second slap.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara gasped as her back hit the wall with a dull thud. All of a sudden she had Ken's body pushed against her front and by the feel of it, her guesses that he still hit the gym were confirmed as she could feel his muscular chest and stomach pushed against her own midrift and chest.

As his tongue danced across her full pouty lips Zara let out a low throaty moan and instinctivley opened her mouth, letting him probe deeper into her mouth. Zara also moved her hands to his Biceps, gripping onto them through his expensive suit jacket just so she had something to hold onto for the intensity Ken was kissing her was making Zara go ever so slightly weak at the knees.

Once Ken had broken away from her Zara gasped, taking a few deep breathes and leaning against the wall. She glared up at him, staying quiet for another moment before stepping forwards and giving his left cheek another right hander. Sending the stinging sensation back through her palm once more.

"What the hell was that?!?" she hissed at him, but didn't give him anytime to answer as she pulled on his shirt, jerking him forwards so she could return a rather rough kiss.

 

[marauder13]

She stared back at Ken for a moment, before she stepped forward with another blow to his already stinging cheek. The combination of the blows brought tears to his eyes, more out of automatic reflex than any conscious desire.

"What the hell was that?!?" Her words sliced through the air, softly but sharply. As his response formed in his mind - 'A kiss' - she grabbed his shirt and pulled in into another kiss.

Ken put both of his arms either side of her, grabbing her head and holding her steady as he roughly took her mouth again. This time he wasted no time in seeking out her tongue with his. He moaned as he felt her body pressing against his, and he felt the heat of them both rising in their attempt to seemingly swap tongues. Ken continued to kiss her, his passion for her boiling over and he did every thing he could to show her that in his kiss.

Without warning, he dropped to her neck, kissing her all the way down to her shoulder. He stood himself up, looking into her eyes. "I don't know what it is about you, but -"

He kissed her again, not caring about anything else but the feel of her lips against his.

 

[Tanned_babe]

As Ken's hand craddled the back of Zara's head her hand's moved to his neck as she kissed him abck as hard as she possibly could, as if it was some kind of competition. Her tongue darted all round his mouth, exploring every inch of it and then meeting his own tongue. The two muscles slide over one another, flicked against one another and continue doing so until her jaw began to ache.

Zara could feel her whole body start to heat up and fast, she as alreay pretty sure than a thin layer of perspiration had formed on the base of her back. She again gasped for breath as he dropped his lips to her neck, both there chests writhing as they breathed heavily.

When Ken stopped all contact with his lips all together to look into Zara's dark hazel eyes she looked aay from his and muttered, "Don't." When he started to speak.

Zara was aware that all of the gloss had worn off her lips when they began to kiss again. Her hands had moved down his back and round to his side and as their kiss grew more intense again she gripped her nails into his side even harder.

 

[marauder13]

Ken could not think of anything else but tasting Zara. His kissing included small bites of her lips, the kissing of her cheeks, biting and playing with her earlobe, visiting her neck again.

One of his hands slid down the wall until he found her hip. He forced his hand between Zara and the wall, firmly grasping her tight, well toned buttock, and giving it a rhythmic series of squeezes. He was amazed as the feel of her arse, and how well she looked after her body.

Then the intellectual side of his brain cut in, informing him that they were in a corridor, and he was moving onto more risque activities. He broke off the kiss, using his non massaging hand to put a finger on Zara's mouth, then quickly led her further down the corridor.

He took out his keys, and unlocked the door, leading her inside. The room they entered was a storage room of sorts, but it was remarkably clean and tidy. He closed the door quietly, and picked up where he left off. With one hand, he took hold of Zara behind her head and pulled her into another kiss, while his other hand resumed the earlier massage of her buttock.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara began to let out a series of short whimpers anytime Ken's teeth came into contact with her skin wither it be her cheek, lips or chin.

Zara felt Ken's hand trying to force its way in between her and the wall but wasn't about to make anything easier for him tonight and if anything pushed hander against the wall so he really had to squeeze his hand in to get at it.

Her body began to move along with Kens grasps and everytime his hand gripped on her toned arse she pushed her crotch against him, moaning as she grinded against his thigh.

As he pulled her down the corridor Zara glanced back towards the party and it seemed that no one had been watching the two of them.

When they got to the corridor Zara was surprised to see Ken had a key for it but chose not to comment. She entered a storage room, she instantly turned on her heel to face Ken again, wrapping her hands round his neck and locked lips ith him again. Her tongue moved quickly moved past his lip running along the ridge of on the top of his mouth.

As Ken gave a particularly hard squeeze Zara yelped in his mouth and then bit down lightly on his lip.

 

[marauder13]

Ken was lost in the moment, not worrying about who he was with, or what he felt about her just a few minutes ago. She had set his blood boiling, and it seemed he got hers running hot too. Just the way she had been grinding him out in the hallway spoke quite loudly to him.

The way she was chewing on his lip after he grabbed her sent shivers running down his spine. He pulled back from the kiss, letting her teeth scrap over his lip in a wonder manner. He stared into her eyes, while he moved his hands to her blouse. His eyes were locked on hers as he swiftly undid every button. Once that was done, he pulled the top out from her skirt, opening up the front of her torso.

He leaned forward, taking her in a more gentle, but no less passionate kiss as his hands roamed over her flat abdomen, moving to her sides just above the line of the skirt. He moved them up until they encountered her bra. His left hand went around behind her, supporting her as his right move over the soft material and found the telltale spot where her body's response could be felt.

With the flat of his palm, he brushed her nipple in a circular motion, using the fabric as well to add to the sensation. He muffled the sounds coming from Zara with his kiss. He shifted his action to include her entire breast, as well as giving it a gentle massage that he knew she found to be pleasing.

He moved his mouth close to her ear when he stopped kissing her. "So, where shall we go," he took a light bite of her lobe, "to finish off what we've started?" He kissed her just under her ear. "My place is close by," he lightly scrapped his teeth along her jaw as he moved his lips to just in front of hers, "but I don't care if it's your place or mine."

He kissed her roughly and passionately once more, pressing her body tightly against his.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara only looked up at Ken for a slipt second while he fiddled with her blouse buttons as her chest heaved, her eyes fell to watch Ken undoing her shirt, reveling her 34c breasts, framed in a white lace push up bra that constrasted beautifully against her tanned skin.

As they locked lips again, feeling his tongue flick through her mouth more gently this time, she immediatly pushed against him, making the kiss more aggressive. She moved her left leg so that it was curled round his right, bringing the pair even closer together.

When Ken's hand moved over Zara's breast she let out a low moan until he moved over her very hard nipple, then she let out an "Oh yeh," though Ken's kiss.

"So, where shall we go," he took a light bite of her lobe, "to finish off what we've started?" He kissed her just under her ear. "My place is close by," he lightly scrapped his teeth along her jaw as he moved his lips to just in front of hers, "but I don't care if it's your place or mine."

Zara closed her eyes as he trailed his teeth down her her jaw line, making the the hair on her neck stand on end. "Just go to yours," She murmoured.

She kissed him back with equal force, pushing her breasts into his chest and running her hand up into his hair, balling it in her hand and pulling her lips onto hers even harder than before.

 

[marauder13]

Ken returned the passion that Zara showed in her kiss. As they mauled each other's mouths, Ken's left hand found the back strap of Zara's bra, and with one swift, deft motion, the bra was undone.

His right hand slipped down her breast until it was below the now loose fitting cup. With a gentleness that was a complete opposite to the kiss, he slid his hand up her bare flesh, feeling the warmth of her excitement. His fingers brushed the puckered skin surrounding the hard nipple. He traced the lower arc of her areola with his fingertips before he took the nipple between his finger and thumb. He rolled the nub of flesh tenderly, enjoying the sounds of enjoyment that escaped Zara's lips.

He broke off his attentions from Zara. "We need to fix things up a little before continuing." He slowly and carefully removed Zara's blouse, kissing her shoulders as he leaned into her sliding the blouse off her arms. He hung it over the back of a chair. He then removed her bra, draping it over the back of the chair.

He resumed his kissing of her shoulder, slowly moving down her chest, and onto her breast proper. He smelled the mix of her perfume and her skin, and it fired up his passion even further. When he paused just above the nipple, his tongue flicked out, brushing her nipple. He moaned at the feel and taste of it. He continued to lick the nipple and surrounding flesh, adjusting his actions to the responses he got from Zara, focusing on what made her feel the best.

He then took the nipple and areola into his mouth, sucking on it as his hand cupped the rest of her breast. His moans mixed with hers as he continued to bring pleasure to his younger coworker.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara's hands ran down Ken's back and down to his ass, grabbing at him as she kissed him with as much force as ever, pushing her tongue right into his mouth, sliding it over his own. When Ken's hand moved to her backZara moved with him as her bra came undone.

"We need to fix things up a little before continuing."

"Sounds good," She said while her tongue as still in his mouth.

Zara's moans grew much louder as he started to work with her bare tits but when she felt his tongue flick over her nipples she couldn't contain herself, "Aw fuck Ken!" Her hand went to his head, running it through his hair.

 

[marauder13]

He felt Zara combing her fingers through his hair as he continued to savour Zara's breast. He started to apply pressure using his teeth on the nipple,as well as on the areola.

He slowly kissed his was across to the other breast, repeating his actions on her other breast. He felt the rapid beating of her heart, as well as her deep breaths. Her moans of delight were music to his ears.

He stopped his kissing of her breasts, and he stood up so he was face to face with her. He kissed her roughly, his tongue seeking hers in the frenzy of action.

"We need to take a slight pause while we relocate to somewhere more suitable for what we want to do with each other."

He reached for Zara's bra, helping her get it on, at least initially. While she secured it and made the final adjustments, he got her blouse, and helped her put it on. He even managed to do up the buttons, leaving the proper number unbuttoned. Once she was dressed, he kissed her again, slower and softer.

"You go first, Zara. Mingle in the room for a while. I'll head off claiming too much booze. When you leave, turn right and I'll be waiting at the corner for you."

He waited for a few minutes after Zara left the storage room before he staggered out, looking rather seedy. He looked around for Toni, and zeroed in on her.

"Sorry, Toni, I have to bail. I'm not feeling too good right now. I hit the poison a little too hard too early. I'll see you on Monday." He waved to well wishers as he left, heading to the rendezvous point.

 

[Tanned_babe]

As Ken continued his assault on Zara's breasts she took a few steps back so she could lean against the wall of the store room as her knees where beginning to weaken. As she leaned aginst the wall her breath was as heavy as ever and every rise in her chest just pushed her nipples further into Ken's mouth.

Her murmours and whines of pleasure were stiffled when Ken's mouth was on hers again and she kissed him for all she was worth, pushing her tongue past his lips and roaming arund his mouth. Her hands moved from Ken's back to his neck and up to his face as they kissed.

"We need to take a slight pause while we relocate to somewhere more suitable for what we want to do with each other."

Zara reluctantly broke away from Ken as he spoke. She nodded, "Yeh Ok," She panted.

While Ken dressed Zara she couldn't help but feel a little unconfortable. "You don't have to you know," She said while watching Ken do up her shirt buttons.

Zara left the storeroom, and looked up and down the corridor before heading back past the toilets and out to the room where the party was. She quickly found the editor of 'Politics Tonight' and made small talk for what seemed like hours. While she stood talking to the middle aged man Zara was sure she could feel the dampness that had gathered between her legs.

Once Ken had been gone for about 15 minutes or so Zara too headed away from the the pub, giving Toni a nod as she left. Zara did exactly what Ken told her and turned to the right as she left the pub, her heels clicking on the pavement as she walked.