The Newsroom

orions_girl

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This is a thread about the relationships in a newsroom. It's an open thread. All-cummers, I mean comers are encouraged to jump in.

My character is: Kendra Rourke, 5'7'', 170 lbs, long brown hair, hazel eyes, large breasts, voluptuous body. I work as a page designer and work very late hours.


IC: *sits at her desk, biting her lower lip as she tries to fit four stories and three photos in the limited amount of space not taken up by ads. She nervously ran a hand through her long hair, her hazel eyes searching for something that tells her how to design the page so everything fits. She reaches down and scratches her calf*
 
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Delilah

OCC:
Delilah is Kendra's secretary. Short, boyish in her clothes, with a pixie-like haircut, she reminds people of Winona Ryder.

IC:

Delilah peeks into Kendra's office and notices the trouble she is having. She lays the file she is holding on the desk.

"I think I can solve your problem for you, Kendra. Winston-Brauer pulled their ad from the layout. Wanted their ad in the Sports section. Rainer told them to go take a flying leap if they wanted it in sports for that little."

She sits on the corner of Kendra's desk and smiles. "So, now you have the Capri ad, which is much smaller, to take it's place."

Delilah has always loved working in the newsroom. She enjoys the hustle and bustle of deadlines and crabby reporters. Kendra is a demanding, but respectful boss. Delilah admires her, and does her work efficiently, and without question. This is what keeps her here after Kendra had gone through a slew of secretaries.

Delilah stands and exits the room after a concentrated nod from Kendra.
 
*watches Delilah leave, thankful for the slight reprieve where the ad space is concerned. More often than not, ads were added, not taken away. Luckily this wasn't the case today*

"Thank you, Delilah!"

*I reached forward to grab my coffee cup and felt it slip from my grasp, spilling across my desk*

"Fuck!"
 
Delilah

OOC: Switching to first person.

IC:

"Fuck!" I hear from Kendra.

Quickly, I return to the office. Coffee is spilling over the desk and over the layout. I rush to grab paper towels as Kendra tries to rescue her papers. I mop up the mess as best as I can, and call reception to get a janitor.

"I keep telling you caffeine will be the end of you," I joke.

She doesn't look too amused, but chuckles despite.

"Well, if you don't plan on spilling anything else, I think I will return to my duties." I look down and realize I had coffee on my previously crisp-white blouse. "Shit. And I don't even drink coffee."
 
*looks on in slight-horror as I see your shirt now covered in my mess of coffee*

"I'm soooo sorry Delilah. Here, I've got an extra shirt in here if you want to borrow it."

*I throw the wet papers in the trash can and walk briskly over to the filing cabinet, pulling open the top drawer and taking out a red blouse, offering it to you*

"It might be too big on you, but at least you won't have coffee all over your breasts all day."
 
Delilah

Delilah took the red blouse graciously. She checked to make sure the door was shut, which Kendra remedied quickly. She shed her coffee stained blouse.

"You know me, Kendra. Go with the flow, as my sister always says."

Delilah folded the stained shirt and unbuttoned the red blouse before putting it on.
 
*watched Delilah meticulously fold her soiled shirt and unbutton my red one. My eyes are drawn to her breasts and I turn my head away quickly when I realize that I've been staring at her. I swallow quickly and turn my head back to her, smiling*

"That's definitely a good attitude, hon. It works well in this business."
 
Delilah

The stare did not go unnoticed. Delilah delighted in it. She enjoyed the fact that people not only admired, but wanted, her body. She decided to delay the clothing process.

She sat on the chair and crossed her legs. "If you'll give me just a moment, Kendra, it does feel good to get out of the formal business wear. I'll put it on in a second." It is exciting and envigorating to have someone appreciate her body. She ran her hand down her neck as she arched her back in a stretch, thrusting her breasts forward just a bit.

"And to think, we have four more hours left today!" She smiled and stood up. She walked across the room slowly towards the red blouse.
 
*licks her lips as Delilah stretches, stifling a moan and sliding a hand through her hair. Watches as Delilah walks across the room to the shirt and almost pouts when I realize she's going to cover those amazing breasts*

"You know ... we could hole up in here the rest of the day. I was just about to finish that last page anyway. That way you don't have to be stifled by your work clothes."
 
Delilah

Delilah didn't know what to be more shocked about--the fact that her boss didn't fire her for parading around without a shirt, or that she asked her to continue doing so. Suddenly, Delilah wasn't sure what she should do. This was, after all, her boss...though she was sexy, and Delilah had entertained fantasies of the two of them together, but still...work was work.

She answered cautiously..."Well, if that is all right with you. I guess it would be more comfortable. I could help you with...the layout?"
 
*licks my lips and nods*

"I don't mind at all. Want you to be comfortable at work. I can even ... take off my shirt if it will make you feel more comfortable."

*stands up and slowly begins to undo my blouse*
 
Delilah

Delilah could have squealed with delight. Dreams coming to fruition. Lovely. Decadent.

"I think that would be more comfortable." She watched as Kendra unsheathed her beautiful torso, her breasts contained only by a sheer black bra that lifted them and enticed Delilah. How she longed to run her fingers and tongue over the material covering the nipples that were protruding so generously.

But Boss moves first...
 
Kendra

*lays my blouse on a chair in the corner and feels my nipples hardening under the scrutiny of Delilah. I nearly moan at the thought of her hands on my breasts and as I turn back to her, I run a hand over my ample breasts, tweaking the nipples. My tongue runs slowly against my lips and I watch her, beckoning her with my eyes and my actions, urging her to take my flesh against her*
 
Delilah

Hoping that she was not mistaking the asking in her eyes, Delilah graced her way over to her beautiful boss. She looked deep in her eyes and traced a finger around a pointed nipple through the material covering it. She ran her tongue around her lips, and leaned in for a sweet, wet brush of lips on lips charged with electricity and heat. Her hand cupped the breast before her and weighed it tenderly in her hand.
 
*whimpers in pleasure at the tender touch against my nipple, nearly falling over at the intensity in the soft kiss we share. I reach forward and run a hand slowly against Delilah's cheek, sucking in a breath as she cups my breast. My free hand moves to flick open the front clasp of the scrap of black lace confining my breasts and I look into her eyes, moving my hand to unhook her bra as well*
 
Delilah

Delilah gasps as her boss reveals her temptingly gorgeous breasts. Del leans in for another kiss, pressing her tongue gently into the fragrant woman's mouth as her hand brushed softly against the upturned nipple.

She felt Kendra take a sharp intake of breath, and deepened the kiss as she began to massage her breast. She felt a hand caressing the curves of her own breasts, and she knew they would not be able to stop, regardless of any phone calls, or momentary interruptions of conscience. There was no going back. They would delve into the depths to find each other.
 
*runs my hands slowly against the warm flesh of Delilah's breasts, breaking the kiss and sliding my mouth down her neck, nibbling lightly, purring softly against her, moving my mouth further down still to find her erect nipple and capture it between my lips*
 
Delilah

A throaty moan of ecstasy escaped Delilah's mouth. Never before had she felt so stimulated by a tongue on her nipples. As if she had just realized it, she whispered, "I want you."

She felt Kendra's hand undoing the fastenings on her skirt as she sucked sensuously on her nipples, one, and then the other. Delilah stroked her hair and inaudibly said, "yes."
 
Kendra

*pushes Delilah's dress off and whimpers softly, seeing her lacy underthings, licking my lips, knowing I'm wearing more of the same. I run a finger lightly over the crotch of her panties and grins up at her, licking my lips*

"I want you too."

*a knock at the door sounds and I groan lightly, kissing Delilah lightly before heading to the door*
 
Delilah

I whimper a protest as she walks to the door. Unashamedly, I run my hand down my abdomen to my wetness. I brush my fingers across it as I wait to see who would interupt us at this critical juncture.
 
Kendra

*turns and blows a small kiss to Delilah before opening the door to my boss. He stares unabashedly at my bare breasts and I grin, opening the door wider to allow him entry. He turns is attention to the nearly naked woman in the room with me and I lick my lips*

"Sorry that I'm late getting my pages done, but I've gotten a tad side-tracked."

*I glance down at his crotch and notice his cock is raging hard. He reaches down to readjust himself, looking from Delilah to me. I grin and wink at Delilah, then walk over and kiss her deeply, sliding a hand against her bare breast, squeezing lightly before pulling away and slowly undoing my skirt, slipping it down my hips, showing my black lace garter belt and silk stockings, pussy visible*
 
Delilah

She is embarrassed, frightened--and completely aroused from his stares. She kisses Kendra back passionately and snakes her hand down to Kendra's pussy.

Her fingertips are rewarded with Kendra's sweet juices and she brings them up to her mouth. His watching eyes boring into the two beauties, she nearly comes from the excitement. She wants him to watch. She wants him to see the delight that she can give the wanton woman at her fingertips. She wants him to ache for what only Delilah can give Kendra--a woman's caring touch. She never thought for a second...
 
Kendra

*moan and gasps softly at Delilah's expert touches to her moist pussy, spreading her legs slightly to give her better access. Her boss locks the door and watches them, his eyes locked on their half-naked bodies caressing one another, listening to their whimpers and moans of pleasure. He undoes his tie and unzips his pants, pulling his cock out and sitting back, watching them. Suddenly, he moves and picks up the phone, calling for another coworker to come to Kendra's office*
 
Delilah

Delilah gasps at the prospect of more people involved in this interlude. Suddenly what had been hot and tender, was becoming kinky and voyeuristic. She should have been appalled, she should have been embarrassed, but she was only more excited at the thought of such nastiness here.

She stripped herself and Kendra of their clothes and cleared off Kendra's desk. "Sit on the desk, Kendra, and let me taste your sweetness."
 
*shivers and watches the door open and another man walk in. When he sees the sight of us naked and me moving to lay on the desk, spreading my legs wide open*
 
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