The naked ride back to the studio

Mackenzie would have bet just about anything that her infamous on-air report about an incoming storm from a few days prior was permanently cemented as the most embarrassing day of her life. After all, she'd managed to suffer a series of consecutive catastrophic wardrobe malfunctions that had left her completely naked... on live TV. But somehow, today's broadcast had managed to top that impossibly high bar. The redheaded reporter had only been trying to showcase a local pet adoption event, but things had gone horribly wrong with the cat and dog that had been selected for the camera. Not only did they manage to completely destroy Mackenzie's outfit bit by bit, but they'd even inadvertently driven Mackenzie to an orgasm... also on live TV.

So, as Mackenzie sat in the back of the news van, riding back to the studio with the rest of the crew, she couldn't help but feel like the universe had it out for her. The beautiful reporter was draped in a Channel 6 blanket but wore nothing else underneath. She had been more than a little dazed in the aftermath of her... explosive sign off. And things had gotten quite crazy as both the animal shelter employees and the other channel 6 employees had all scrambled to remedy the unexpected and bizarre situation. In ensuing chaos, no one had managed to find any of the clothes Mackenzie had been wearing at the beginning of her broadcast (none that hadn't been torn to shreds at least). So Mackenzie had simply let herself be guided naked back to the van by Gary, who had been kind enough to offer her the spare blanket.

"Hanging in there okay?" Gary asked, turning to check on Mackenzie, who was sitting beside him.

"Yeah..." the sullen woman replied, glancing up at the older man who owned Channel 6. Pete, the cameraman, and Tyler, Gary's assistant, were up in the front of the van. So she had Gary had, well not quite privacy, but something similar to it, in the back of the van amidst the equipment. "I just... I just don't know what happened! One second everything was fine, and then my clothes just started falling apart on me!"

"We're just as confused as you are," Gary said with a soft chuckle. The van rode over a rough bump, making the blanket around Mackenzie's shoulders slide ever so slightly more open.

"I'm gonna get fired for sure now," Mackenzie whined, seemingly not noticing the hint of upper chest that was now peeking through the blanket.

"Hey, hey, don't sweat it," Gary said, gently patting Mackenzie's shoulder. The blanket slid a fraction of an inch lower down her shoulder at his touch. "You're not gonna get fired, alright?"

"But Steve will-"

"Now you let me worry about Steve," Gary interrupted, allaying Mackenzie's worries about her boss. "Nothing's changed! He still can't fire you for having a wardrobe malfunction on the air. And, for that matter, the FCC can't fine us either!"

"Really?" Mackenzie asked as she looked up to meet Gary's gaze. He met it, stopping himself from glancing down as Mackenzie's blanket fell a little more open as the van hit another bump. She really was apparently quite worried, because she was still failing to keep her blanket tightly closed. The gap now showed off a strip of skin from her neck to down between her breasts.

"Absolutely," Gary said emphatically. "You just leave Steve to me," he added with a wink. "You've still got plenty of live reports ahead of you.

"Thanks Mr. Powers," Mackenzie said, showing evident relief. And showing a bit more, too, as the blanket parted low enough to begin showing off her stomach too. The gap had gotten wide enough at her chest that the curves of Mackenzie's breasts were even creeping into view. "I swear, I'll make it up to you!"

"Please," he said, "call me Gary."

"Well, thank you Ga-" Mackenzie began but was interrupted by the van suddenly hitting a sharp turn. Before she realized it, Mackenzie was thrown to the side and right into Gary. Her torso awkwardly pressed against his. Her bare torso. Mackenzie's blanket, already half open, had slid off her shoulders completely in the sudden turn. And so, the redhead found herself smooshing her chest up against her boss's boss's boss. Once again completely naked.

"O-oh!" Mackenzie stammered nervously as she hastily pulled herself away from the older man. She awkwardly began trying to grab the blanket from the van floor and wrap it around her bare body. "Sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Gary simply chuckled as he watched the young reporter blush and scramble to cover herself. He had secretly rigged her wardrobe to fail for the pet adoption report, of course. Just like he would for Mackenzie's future reports, too. After all, what better way to draw in viewers than to air a beautiful young reporter who "just so happened" to have wardrobe malfunctions on the air? But it seemed he had chosen his target for this venture quite well. Hell, he hadn't even had to do anything for Mackenzie's little storm stunt. She'd managed to wind up completely naked at just the whims of the weather that day. That meant, with a little planning and ingenuity, there was likely no limit as to what they could get away with when Mackenzie was on the air. Yes, Mackenzie Fairbairn was the absolute perfect candidate for making his local television station known around the country. Or, better yet, known around the world.