Ryan Masterson

Ryan Masterson, the 12PM lead anchor who also held the same role at night, was a sort of celebrity around town. He was stereotypical handsome with magnificent blonde hair, a dimpled smile, white teeth, and a lean body that looked great in slim suits. Ashley had had a crush on him since she was in middle school. Masterson was nearly fifty, but the man was still a perfect ten in the eyes of many, include Ashley. Like everyone else in the studio, Ryan was time-frozen, a part of the waxwork-like scene around the siblings. The seasoned anchor stood in front of the news desk, talking to a male staffer with a cheap suit and headset. Ashley thought the man looked like a director or producer. Next to Ryan was Tia Sanders, his co-host. Tia worked the morning and 12PM shows. She was solo in the morning and with Ryan at noon. Tia was an African-American woman in her thirties, like other women in her profession. She was gorgeous, with kinky short hair and a tall Amazonian frame. Ashley was awestruck to see how tall she was in person and how flawless her chocolate tone skin was.

Tia was dressed in a purple body hugging dress under a navy coat. The dress' hem fell just above her knees. Her well-muscled legs were bare, and she stood in a pair of fuzzy calf-high boots that did not jell with her outfit. Ashley figured it did not matter anyway, as no one saw her feet when she was seated at the news desk. Plus, they just came out of a blizzard. It was probably easier for the anchor woman to keep the boots on instead of swapping for heels. Ryan was dressed in a well-cut navy suit and tie. On his feet were sneakers which, like Tia, also clashed with his outfit. He stood with his palms up at chest level, his face had beaming smile on it while his eyes were shut. Tia had her hands on hips, her mouth was open while her dark eyes were fixed on Ryan aimlessly.

"What's so funny?" Ashley asked, peering at Tia and imagining the woman's fake laugh that she often heard during the broadcasts. She tapped Tia on the nose, as expected the anchor woman did not reply. Ashely turned her attention to Ryan. "Now I know you're always the king of corny jokes..." she cooed, stepping up the time-stopped anchor and playing with his tie. Her hands then drifted down his silk dress shirt, feeling his chest underneath, and she started to get warm. Ashley peered over her shoulder to see only other time-frozen people. Mark had gone off. Her attention back to Ryan, Ashley caressed his cheek and chin. "I'm going to find a comfy spot for us..." she looked over at Tia and added, "... I guess you too, since you're probably fucking him..." It was probably not true, but it was Ashley's favorite rumor. Ashley gave one of Tia's breasts a squeeze before she headed off.