You catch her alone and make a move on her

Things had been going great with you and the hot blonde news anchor Meredith, as you had been seeing her for business dinners whenever her husband was out of town or working late.

You had somehow managed to keep things professional, though, at least until you catch her alone in the green room on a night when you were also working late on PR stuff for the station.

"Hey Mere. You're still here?" you ask her as you walk by her cubicle, staring at her legs in the red dress she is wearing, and you're also quite sure she's leaning over on purpose, to give you a look at down the front of it.

"Yeah. Working on that special assignment I was given a few days after our last meeting. Things seem to be going well. Ratings are up," she tells you as you come up behind her and lift her out of her chair and wrapping your arms around her waist.

"John, what are you doing?" Meredith whispered as you kissed her neck, trying to push you away, but you notice that she wasn't really putting much effort into it.

"Come on Mere. You and I both know we've been spending too much time together to not be more than just friends and co-workers," you whisper as you spin her around and kiss her on the lips, Meredith slapping your back as she tried to pull away.

"MMM..." she moaned, starting to melt into your kiss as you sat her down on the edge of her desk and parted her legs, searching for her pussy as you slide a hand up her dress.

"I can stop if you want Meredith," you whisper to her as you slide your other hand down her shirt, kneading her tits with it as your other hand started tracing a line back and forth along her panty-covered pussy.