Get rid of them

You crouch down next to Mia and whisper to her, "Do you want to fuck your producer?"

Her eyes widen and she quickly mouths a 'no' to you.

You think for a second, then whisper, "Okay, I'm going to get rid of them. Wait here." You walk to behind the couple currently having sex and put a hand on Summer's waist. She hardly notices and must think the hand belongs to Tom.

You teleport them with you to the studio, where another anchor is currently broadcasting live and in the middle of a report about Wall Street. You had teleported the couple right onto the anchor's desk and they're fucking on live tv. The anchor, a grey haired man, falls out of his chair in disbelief and you teleport back to the roof where Mia is still on her knees.

You tap her on the shoulder and make you two visible again.

"What did you do to them? I can't believe Tom is fucking an intern," Mia says.

"I left them fucking on your anchor's desk. It should be broadcasting to the world now."

"Good. His wife is a lovely woman. Though now I need to find a new producer. And burn that desk," Mia says. "Want me to take care of this?" she asks and grabs your cock. No waiting for an answer, Mia puts her mouth onto it and begins to suck you off vigorously and you cum quickly. Impressively, Mia swallows every drop of your semen.

She crawls over to get her clothes and you let her get dressed before teleporting the two of you back to her dressing room.

"So, are we good?" you ask.

"Yeah, I won't do any negative pieces on you. Here's my number and address," Mia says, writing on a card and handing it to you with a wink. "That wasn't bad. I think we can be mutually helpful, otherwise I wouldn't mind a good fucking now and then."

"Yeah, that's going to happen a lot," you respond. Mia raises an eyebrow.

Mia gives you a kiss on both cheeks and turns to her phone while you teleport away.