Nicole woke up when the alarm went off at 3:45 am… her usual time to rise-and-shine for the past three years. As the early morning news and weather anchor for ROCTV, she had to wake up early, get to the studio, and go on-air by 5:00 am. She wasn’t crazy about being stuck in Rochester, NY… a small TV market with little glitter or fanfare… but it was a foot in the door, which she hoped would lead to a big market TV gig somewhere down the road… like Chicago, or Miami…. or maybe even New York City or Los Angeles.

She leaned over and gave her husband, Corey, a peck on the cheek as she started to climb out of bed. He stretched… but didn’t open his eyes… just grinned and moaned softly… then reached for her hand and pulled it over to his crotch, wrapping her fingers around his fully erect morning wood.

Nicole smiled to herself and started gliding her hand up and down his rigid boner. She always felt bad because they never seemed to have much time for sex…. with her early morning schedule at the TV studio, and Corey’s ‘normal’ job, they’d been like ships passing each other on the ocean. She checked the clock again, figured she had a few precious minutes before she’d be late for work, so picked up the pace and began eagerly jerking Corey’s stiff hard-on.

With a little grin on his face and his eyes still closed, Corey softly murmured his pleasure and gently rocked his hips into Nicole’s warm, pumping fist. It didn’t take long before he let out a muffled groan, then spewed several streams of cum into the air and all over Nicole’s hand and fingers.

Nicole kept sliding her hand up and down the shaft of Corey’s softening penis for an extra minute, or two, then gently released his cock, and hurried into the bathroom to clean-up for work. When she got to the bathroom door, she smiled to herself when she heard Corey snoring…. he’d already fallen back asleep after shooting his morning load…. hell, she wasn’t even sure he ever actually woke up.

Nicole rushed through her morning routine, and was out the door with barely enough time to get to work before her production team missed her. She figured she’d be a few minutes late, but that she’d still be able to do everything that needed to get done before her 5:00 am air time.

Fifteen minutes later, she’d pulled into the parking lot at the TV station; five minutes after that she was in her dressing room, sitting at her make-up table, wearing her make-up robe; seven minutes after that she had the station manager’s stiff prick sliding in and out of her mouth…. he had one hand on the back of her head, and the other one shoved inside her robe, squeezing her heavy breasts and tweaking her nipples.

As Nicole sucked and stroked his thrusting cock, he mumbled, “Hmmmmm…. that feels good…. yeah, just like that…. you got here a little later than usual this morning, so we’ll have to be quick.”

Nicole pulled his cock out of her mouth for a second and said, “Yeah… sorry about that… traffic….” Then sucked the tip back into her mouth and resumed bobbing her head back and forth… picking up the pace with her hand on his shaft, and fondling his balls, in hopes of encouraging a quick climax.

It seemed to work… in no time, the station manager let out a growl, pulled Nicole’s head hard onto his engorged boner, and blasted several ropes of cum against the back of her throat.

“Aw, fuck, Nicki…. yeah…. yeah…. just like that…. yeah…. uh… uh… aaaaaaahhhhhhhh…. fuck, yeeeeaaaaahhhh…. wow, that’s fantastic…. yeah…. aaaaahhhhhhhh…. hmmmmmm…”

Nicole pumped his shaft a few more times to empty his nutsack, then released his cock and turned back to her make-up table to finish getting ready to go on-air… watching in the mirror as the station manager’s still semi-hard cock dangled and swayed between his legs, before he tucked it back into his pants, pulled up his zipper, and said, “Holy fuck, Nicki… you never cease to amaze me…. you give the best blowjobs I’ve ever had.”

Nicole smiled at his reflection in the mirror and said, “Even better than your secretary?”

The manager laughed and said, “Well, she sets a pretty high bar…. but, yeah…. even better than her.”

He reached inside her robe and grabbed one of her boobs for a final squeeze, then said, “OK… I’ll let you get ready… I’ll see you out on the set in fifteen.”

Nicole gave him a quick nod in the mirror, then began applying her mascara as she said, “You got it, boss…”

As she finished putting on her make-up and getting dressed, Nicole ruminated about how this had all begun a little over three years ago. It seemed like a thousand years ago, and yet… it seemed like it was just yesterday…

It had all started when she applied for the early morning TV anchor job in Rochester shortly after graduating from Oswego State University in upstate New York. She had already applied for… and been rejected by… seven other small market stations, so her expectations were pretty low when she showed up on the designated interview day at ROCTV studios. She knew there were a lot of young women… all of them beautiful and intelligent… trying to break into TV at just about every station in the country… with even more jumping into the fray every year, as they graduated with their TV and communications degrees from a multitude of universities… so she was fully aware that competition was intense and plentiful.

Nicole knew she was a very pretty woman, with a bright smile and a stunning body… especially her big, natural breasts… but she also knew that attractive women in the TV business were a dime a dozen…. so she came up with an idea that might help this job opportunity go better than the others.

On the day of the interview, she got dressed in a short, tight-fitting, low cut, sleeveless dress… the perfect cocktail dress… it showed a lot of cleavage, and… since she decided to go bra-less… it did nothing to keep her 35D boobs from jiggling around as she moved about, nor her stiff nipples from poking little bumps into the thin, stretchy lycra fabric. With her 6” ‘fuck me’ heels on, she knew she looked good, and was dressed to impress…. she just hoped the station manager was into girls with big tits.

When she arrived at the studio building, Nicole found herself in the reception room with about twelve other candidates for the anchor position. All of them were gorgeous women with beautiful bodies… some with big hair, some with impressive boobs, and all of them with sparkling white teeth and flashy smiles. As she surveyed the room of beautiful women… with their resumes and head shots tucked under their arms while waiting for their turn in the manager’s office… she figured the numbers were simply not in her favor… again.

With a heavy sigh, she watched as the manager’s secretary called out for the first applicant to go on into his office…. hell, even the secretary was a knock-out blonde, with big eyes, big tits, and a killer smile.

The more she thought about it, the more she decided she needed an edge. As she watched the second candidate get called into the station manager’s office for her interview, she came up with a plan.

About ten minutes later, the secretary scanned the room as she called out, “Miss Franklin….