Kelly Ripa Wants To Be On TopbyInishfree©
Kelly Ripa is pissed. She has been co-host of the morning show, "Live with Regis and Kelly", for ten years now. She has poured her heart and soul into this program. She has done everything she can think of to make the show a success and to make Regis Philbin look good. And what does she have to show for all her efforts. She has nothing to show but heartache.
Regis Philbin has recently announced that he is leaving the show. He even kept it a secret from Kelly just prior to the show airing that day. He couldn't even trust her with the information before that. That was the first thing to upset Kelly Ripa. The worst was yet to come. The network has just announced that they are in the process of interviewing several male celebrities to take over as host of the show. Kelly was not even given consideration. Once again, she is in the backseat to a male host. Once again, she is just a co-host. Boy, is she ever pissed.
No longer able to contain herself, she has been spouting off her displeasure to anyone who will listen. One person in particular is her dentist, Dr. Paul Sullivan. Kelly has been seeing him since she first moved to New York. She comes to his office quite often for regular check ups, as well as teeth cleaning and whitening. Dr. Sullivan has spent hours hearing Ms. Ripa complain about the ABC network and their lack of recognition of her talent. She complains that she is the real star of the show and should be given the top slot.
Dr. Sullivan is sitting in a bar one evening, having a few drinks with his closest friend, Jim Collins. The two of them met while serving in the Army during the Persian Gulf War. Dr. Sullivan was in the Medical Corps while Jim Collins was in the Intelligence Corps. Jim saved Dr. Sullivan's life during their stint in Iraq and he promised Jim that he would repay him someday. They both ended up settling in New York, Dr. Sullivan as a dentist and Jim Collins as a security advisor.
While sitting in the bar, Dr. Sullivan has been telling Jim stories about Kelly Ripa and her constant complaining. Jim has always had a thing for Kelly Ripa, even though he finds her a little bitchy. A thought comes into Jim's head and he thinks he has found a way for Dr. Sullivan to repay his debt to him. Jim presents his idea to Dr. Sullivan, who at first is reluctant, but then decides to go along with Jim's plan.
Kelly Ripa has an appointment coming up with Dr. Sullivan to have a root canal on an upper molar. She will have a temporary cap put on for about a week while the new porcelain veneer cap is made. Jim wants the doctor to place a miniature transmitter/receiver in the hollowed out tooth for that week long period. Dr. Sullivan will remove it when the final cap is put on.
The dental procedure goes off without any problems. The next day, Kelly Ripa is sitting in her dressing room after the show. She is talking to herself about her displeasures with the show. She doesn't realize that Jim Collins can hear every word that she says.
"I should be the star of this show", she says. "The audience comes to see me. The TV viewers watch to see me. I'm the one that everybody loves. Regis thinks that he is such a hot shot. What has he ever done to be the star. God, I would do anything to be the future host of this show."
Kelly has no idea that Jim can speak to her through the transmitter in her tooth. A voice echoes in her head, a voice that only Kelly can hear.
"Anything, Kelly", the voice says.
"Who said that?", says Kelly as she spins around in her chair. There is no one else in the dressing room with her. She looks in the bathroom but nobody is there. She rushes to the dressing room door and looks outside to see the corridor empty. "All right, this isn't funny. Who's in here?" she says in frustration.
"You're the one that called me", the voice says.
In a panic, Kelly calls security to her room. "Someone's hiding in here", she says, "I want them found." The security guard looks perplexed but searches in every room and closet.
"No one is in here, Ms. Ripa", he says. Not wanting to appear crazy, she sends the guard on his way.
"So you really think that you are the star", says the voice.
"All right", says Kelly, "I've had enough. Who and where are you?" Kelly is really getting nervous.
"You called me by name and I am here with you", the voice speaks again.
"And just who did I call", says Kelly, as her head begins to spin.
"You called for God and here I am", the voice says.
"Yeah right, if you're God, prove it to me. Do some sort of miracle or something", says Kelly in an indigent tone.
Jim sends a mild shock through the transmitter that shoots through her whole body.
"Ouch!!" she cries. "What the heck was that?"
The voice speaks once more. "You wanted proof. Is that enough? If not, I can make it more painful."
A totally freaked out Kelly responds, "No please. That is enough. I believe. I believe. What do you want with me? Why are you talking to me?"
"You asked for my help, so I am here to help", the voice tells her.
"OK, how can you help me?" asks Kelly. Convinced that God is speaking to her, Kelly is paying close attention now.
"I have been listening to you, Kelly. You seem to think quite highly of yourself. The truth is that you are not the star quality that you feel you are. Take Regis Philbin for instance, he has spent his entire career giving his viewers everything that they want. He will do anything that gives them pleasure. He is not afraid to look foolish or embarrassed, as long as the viewers enjoy it. He does everything he can to please his viewing public."
"Now you, Kelly, are quite different. You do only what pleases you. You only do the things that you feel makes you look good. You are not willing to go the distance to please others. This is why you can never be the star of the show. You are far too selfish in your ways. If you want to be the star then you have got to change your ways."
Kelly feels ashamed by what God is telling her. "I can change God" she says, "I can do those things. Please just give me the chance. Tell me what I have to do. I'll do anything to be the star of the show. Just give me a chance."
"I will give you a chance to prove yourself", the voice tells her. "But you have to stop being such a prima donna and prove to me that you can serve rather than be served. You do this and I will help you become a star."
Kelly immediately responds, "Oh God, I will do anything you want me to do. Just tell me what I have to do to prove myself."
The voice of God tells her, "Become a servant to prove your worth to me. Show me that you can do what it takes to please others, rather than yourself. I want you to apply for a job as a maid. Go to this address in Manhattan and become a maid serving others. Show me that you can spend one weekend pleasing someone besides yourself. Then I will do all I can for you."
On Saturday morning, Kelly rings the doorbell of a stylish Manhattan high rise apartment. A tall, handsome man answers the door. "Are you Mr. Jim Collins?" she asks.
"Yes, I am", he replies.
"I'm here for the job interview as your maid," says Kelly.
"Please come in", he says gesturing her inside. "And your name is?" he asks.
Kelly smiles at him, "Why Kelly Ripa, of course."
"And I should know you?" questions Jim.
"I thought you would have recognized me", she smirks. "You know, the TV show, Live with Regis and Kelly."
Jim looks surprised, "Oh yes, you're Regis Philbin's side kick."
Kelly looks at him with distain, "I'm the co-host."
Jim smiles back, "Why of course you are. Please have a seat." Kelly sits on the couch and crosses her legs. She is wearing a short blue dress that shows most of her beautifully toned legs and thighs. "So the agency sent you over?" asks Jim.
"Yes", she replies; confused but playing along. "Why do you ask? Weren't you expecting me?"
"Well, yes, I was expecting someone but I guess the agency must have made a mistake. I was looking for someone slightly different", he says.
"I don't understand. Is it because I'm a celebrity?" asks Kelly.
"No, that's not it", Jim replies. "I don't care what you do in your spare time. I asked the agency to send applicants that were good looking with well endowed breasts. You're very pretty, but frankly; you're flat chested."
Kelly immediately stands to her feet. "I don't have to listen to this. Good day, sir." She stomps to the front door and exits, slamming the door behind her.
Infuriated, Kelly stands waiting for the elevator to come.
"Giving up already", the voice in her head says.
"I don't have to listen to that kind of talk", she answers. "I have never been so humiliated."
The voice says, "This is what I am talking about. You only care about yourself. If the man wanted something else, you should have listened to him and not made such a fuss. If you want my help then you are going to have to do better than this."
Kelly finds herself standing at the apartment door again, ringing the bell. As the door opens she looks contrite. "I apologize for my reaction. Please Mr. Collins; give me another chance with the interview." Once again Jim invites her in.
"Oh, and by the way, just so you know I am a 32AA", says Kelly smugly.
"That's still just two bee-bees on a board", says Jim. Kelly scowls at him but keeps her mouth shut.
Kelly sits again on the couch and Jim goes over the particulars of her employment. "Now I am interviewing four separate applicants. Each will work for a weekend and then I will decide who I am hiring. You will be required to spend the weekend here. Did you bring any luggage?"
Kelly responds, "Yes, I left a small case at the concierge's desk."
Jim tells her that he will have it brought upstairs. "You have a pleasant room here with a bathroom. Your room also has a TV with DVD, DVR and all the comforts of home. You will be required to work from 7am to 7pm with time off for meals and regular breaks. You will work here until Monday at noon. You'll do all the cooking and cleaning around the apartment. All the laundry is sent out to be done and all the groceries are delivered. The biggest job you have is to make sure that the place is free of dirt and well dusted. I have a dust allergy. Do you think that you can handle all that?"
Kelly nods her head, "Yes sir, I'm a good cook and house cleaner. I can get all that done for you."
"Fine", Jim says. I will also require that you wear a uniform. I keep uniform supplies here. What is your dress and shoe size?"
Kelly tells him, "I wear a size 2 dress and size 7 shoes."
Jim pulls a tape measure from a drawer. "Please stand up and take your shoes off so I can measure you for your heel length."
Kelly does so, telling him, "I'm five foot two inches tall."
As she is standing barefoot, Jim measures from the floor to about her mid-hip. "Let's see, that will be about five inch heels", he says.
"Five inch heels to do house work?" Kelly questions. Jim gives no answer to her inquiry.
Jim has Kelly follow him to a closet where he hands her a maid dress that is black satin with an extremely short hemline that has three layers of white lace petticoats below it. The entire chest area of the dress is sheer white chiffon. He then hands her a pair of gloss black shoes with five inch stiletto heels. He also hands her a pair of sheer white stockings and a white garter belt.
"You expect me to wear this?" says Kelly tersely.
"That's what I want you to wear. Do you have a problem with that?" says Jim sharply."
Thinking back to the promise she made to God, Kelly says, "No, I was just making sure." Jim points to her room and tells her to go and try on the clothes to make sure that they fit properly.
Kelly is beside herself as she puts on the skimpy outfit that she has been given. "I can't believe what I am doing. This is what it takes to be a star. God, I hope that you are listening and watching." Kelly finishes changing and steps back into the living room area where Jim is standing.
"What in the hell do you think you are wearing?" Jim asks.
"I'm wearing what you gave me to wear", says Kelly.
She is standing there in her high heels and stockings with a dress that barely covers her ass. What really looks strange is that below the sheer chiffon dress top, she is wearing her bra. "I don't believe I gave you a bra to wear", barks Jim. Now go back and put on only what I gave you to wear. And if you've got panties on below that dress; then remove them as well."
Kelly walks back to her bedroom in a state of shock. "If he expects me to parade around practically nude, then he can just forget it. I'm out of here." Kelly starts to remove her outfit when the voice speaks again.
"Well Kelly, I see that you are quitting once more. I was afraid that you weren't up to this task. I guess that you can forget about your future career."
Kelly is almost in tears. "God, why do I have to subject myself to this?"
The voice tells her, "It's your decision Kelly. It's just showing a little of your body." Kelly resigns herself to the situation and goes back to putting on the uniform as Jim asked her to wear it.
"I've got to get through this", she says.
As Kelly, once again, comes into the living room. Jim is pleased by what he sees.
"Damn Kelly, if those aren't the thickest and most pert nipples I've ever seen", he exclaims. Kelly blushes bright red. She is flabbergasted by his comment.
"I bet those stick out over a half an inch when hard", says Jim. "That must be how you measured a double A breast size. You don't mind if I give them a feel do you?" Quicker than Kelly can respond, Jim reaches out with both hands and grabs both her nipples and starts to rub them.
Kelly is so shocked that she can't speak. She is frozen in place as Jim tweaks her nipples.
"Look at those babies growing" says Jim. "You have the most beautiful tits I've ever seen on a small breasted woman." He keeps groping her breasts and nipples. "These tits should be in an art gallery" he continues. "I don't know when a pair of tits has fascinated me so much."
As Kelly is coming out of her state of shock she finds herself not only becoming excited by his groping but she is just reeling emotionally from the compliments that she is receiving. No one has ever said such wonderful things about her breasts before. She is really enjoying this. This is shocking but really turning her on.
Jim stops twisting her nipples and tells her to go about her duties. Kelly is still dizzy from the experience as he shows her the closet where all the cleaning supplies are kept. As she goes about her duties, Kelly begins to realize what God was saying to her about the joy of pleasing others.
Never in her life did she think that what just happened to her would ever occur in her life. Actually she is hoping that it might happen again sometime soon. She is having a hard time remembering the last time she was ever so excited.
The apartment is a rather large one. Jim has a room that he uses as an office for his security work. He has explained to her not to enter his office unless he tells her to. He says that his client information is sometimes lying around that she should not ever see. The rest of the apartment, besides her bedroom, is a master bedroom, den, living room, dining room, guest bathroom and kitchen. Kelly goes about her work and pays particular attention to keeping the dust down, as requested.
Later that morning as Kelly is cleaning the living room area; she is bent over cleaning the coffee table and rearranging the magazines and things on top of it. Jim walks in from his office to see Kelly's bare ass poking out from her dress, as she is bent over. She suddenly finds out why she has to wear five inch heels as Jim comes up behind her with his swollen cock in his hand.
The heels put her pussy at the same height as Jim's cock. As he comes up behind her, Kelly is unaware that he is there. He sticks the head of his cock into her pussy and Kelly jumps about a foot into the air with a scream. She rushes to her bedroom and locks the door behind her.
Quickly disrobing and putting on her own clothes, Kelly cries out, "That's it God. I won't go any further. This goes beyond pleasing people. I'm not a whore. I'm leaving this place right now."
"What seems to be your problem now, Kelly", says the voice.
"You saw what happened, didn't you. That man tried to have intercourse with me. Pleasing people is one thing but this goes beyond that", a shaking Kelly says.
"He seemed to be pleased by it, so what's the problem?" God asks.
"I'm sure he was pleased but what about me?" she says.
"Oh, I didn't know that sex gives you no pleasure", God tells her.
"I do like sex but not like that", Kelly says frustrated.
"Listen Kelly", God says. "You obviously only want things on your terms. You say that you like sex but not now. You say that you want to be a star but refuse to do what it takes. I think I'm done helping you. I can't work with you until you learn to let go. So go back out there and finish what you started or never call on me again."
Kelly is at a turning point. She wants to be the star of her show. She knows that she has to get through this trial to prove herself worthy. "I can do this", she says. "I'm going to give it one last try. If I fail, I fail."
She puts back on the maid uniform and goes back into the apartment.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Collins. I didn't mean to scream like that. You just startled me so", she apologizes.
"No Kelly, it was my fault. I shouldn't have surprised you like that. I just couldn't help myself. You have such a beautiful ass and the sight of your pussy just made my mind go numb. I guess I'll just have to get used to those gorgeous legs and that marvelous ass of yours."
Kelly blushes again, "Do you really think my legs and ass look that good? I really don't know what to say. I guess it was just as much my fault. If you want, we can try that again. This time I won't be so surprised."
Jim wastes no time answering, "I'd love the opportunity to fuck you."
Jim pulls his cock from his pants and Kelly's eyes grow wide. "Mr. Collins, you have the biggest cock that I've ever seen. I think it's my big opportunity."
Kelly goes back over to the table and bends over. Jim comes up behind her and plants his dick in her pussy once more. Kelly lets out soft moans as he pushes it further and further.
"Oh Jim, please fuck me. You feel so good inside." He grabs hold of her hips and plunges deeper. Her hips start to buck back at his thrusts. Since her hips are doing the work, Jim reaches forward and grabs her small breasts and he begins tweaking those nipples again.
"Oh fuck yeah", Kelly screams, "Fuck me harder, split me in two. Come on Jim, I mean really fuck me."
All you can hear is her screaming for more and the sound of slapping skin as he pounds her pussy for all it is worth. After about 20 minutes of this wild sex, Kelly shakes violently with a climax as Jim blows huge shots of hot cum into her quivering pussy.
As he finishes Jim tells her, "Kelly that was the best piece of ass I've ever had. I never imagined that sex could feel so good. Your have the tightest pussy that I've ever fucked."
Wiping drips of sweat from her forehead, Kelly is just eating up the compliments like a ten course meal. She loves hearing how her body pleases him. She is a narcissist after all. "I should thank you", she tells him. "You've got the best cock I've ever had in me before.
Late that afternoon Jim is sitting in the living room ready a magazine. Kelly comes in with a vacuum and starts to clean the carpet.
"Could you please do something else right now? Jim asks.
"Yes sir, is there anything in particular that you would like done?"
"As a matter of fact, I could do with a good blowjob about right now."