Primary Ambitions

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“That couldn’t have been me,” I laughed joyfully. “Heroes don’t get hard-ons do they? Or do they?”

I felt Samantha lean back into me and I knew at that moment that I could take her anyway I wanted. And the notion simultaneously enchanted me and scared me half to death. I had known women before, from the silly girls in high school through the women of easy virtue I had met during R ‘n’ R in Bankok and then those I had met later on during college and afterwards. But none had turned me on and satisfied me and yet left me wanting more than Samantha Davis.

For a moment I thought back to the spring when we had first met and how, from that first moment I saw her, I had felt that she was different than all the others I had ever known. And now as we had grown so close and intimate, the thought of ever being without her seemed so far from my mind. I loved her so much and needed her so badly, that as we sat alone together near this lovely lake and my hand moved up under the skirt of her dress, touching the most delicate and intimate part of her, and feeling her surrender to the pleasure of my touch, made me shiver with excitement and desire far beyond what I had ever envisioned myself capable.

We had talked and made love for hours and yet this moment together seemed so right and so real. There was no holding back on my part. I didn’t care if the whole god dammed world looked on—I loved her deeply and didn’t care who knew about it. We had been pictured on the front page together and I was so glad, so relieved to know that we had found acceptance. The voting public wanted honesty in their elected officials and I had been never less than that. And let’s face it, most everyone is a sucker for a good love story and here I was living it on the front page with the woman of my dreams.

So as I drew my hand up under her skirt, a lovely shade of lilac that complimented her coloring so well, and she leaned back into my embrace, I couldn’t resist urging my fingers to slip underneath her tiny panties to feel the warmth and dampness of her most sensitive and tender flesh. I heard the sound of her breathing become hard as fast as my fingertips touched her and began to move inside her outer folds. Her fingers on the back of my neck pressed harder and more urgently against me. And when my fingers reached up and entered inside her as my thumb rubbed gracefully against her clit, she let out a gasp that came from deep inside her.

“Oh, Robby!” she sighed breathlessly. “Oh, damn! I want you so badly!”

She turned around to face me on her knees, her lips pressing against mine, her body open to my eager touch, and we were lost in the pleasure of an amazing passion. Her hands fell down to my lap, yanking down the zipper of my slacks, reaching inside to touch my hungry cock; my fingers dipped inside her wet pussy and rubbed her clit; our tongues wrestled together as we kissed. I could feel her body tense up and shiver.

And then I heard the unmistakable sound of a chopper, a sound that I had grown only too familiar with so many years before. For a moment I thought it was just a figment of my imagination, but when it swooped down over the ranch lands and headed toward the ranch house, I realized that this was not one of my lingering nightmares, but the real thing. And we both knew what it represented.

“I have to go now, Samantha,” I said.

“I know,” she replied.

She pulled my hand up and kissed it, licking every bit of her wetness from my fingers. I did almost the same, same sucking each one of her fingers that had touched me into my mouth. And when we kissed, it was with the promise that we would meet the following Tuesday. Come win or lose, we would be together, whatever it took.

I’ll never forget the look on her face as I lifted off in the copter. Her precious daughter Rena was arm in arm beside her and they both waved, Rena wild and exaggeratedly, and Samantha sweet and short and sad.

“Senator, we’re about twenty minutes away and running ten minutes behind schedule,” shouted the pilot.

“Then let’s book!” I barked out. “We’ve got a god dammed campaign to win here. Let’s move!”

“Roger!” shouted the pilot gleefully as he pushed the joystick ahead fully.

I glued my eyes to the ground for as long as I could keep them in my vision, but soon we cleared the surrounding hill and they were lost to my line of sight. I knew there would be questions from my staff to answer, and there were the final frantic campaign appearances to make. But as I leaned back into the stiff seat and closed my eyes, I thought of Samantha and imagined her waiting for me at the end of this campaign trail and I smiled broadly.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

Rena and I watched, waving as Robby took off in the helicopter; I could feel the tears in my eyes, missing him already. After he was out of view, hand in hand, Rena and I walked to the recreation house and finished helping out Paul and Helen with the preparations for the children in two days. Rena was again all questions; this time asking about the children, wondering what they were like and I carefully explained to her many of the problems these children had hoping she understood.

We spent the rest of the day talking, laughing and getting to know each other. Late in the afternoon the phone rang and I raced to get it hoping it was Robby and we could talk.

“Samantha, I hate to do this to you, but we have a problem and you’re the only one that can help.” My father said over the phone and I could tell by his voice I wasn’t going to be happy with what he had to say. “I know you’re just recovering and you want to spend as much time as you can with Rena, but we have a problem with one of our clients on the west coast. It is Ben McGrath and as you well know he only talks to you. I have already made reservations and you are flying out to talk with him first thing in the morning.”

“No father, I can’t do that now. You will have to explain things to him, besides you know I rarely have anything to do with that end of your business. Ben is just being stubborn and you will have to find someone else.” I said, angry at my father for even suggesting this with Rena here and the election coming up. I also was angry at Ben, who was a nice man, but way too use to being catered to.

“I’m sorry Samantha, it has to be you. I know this is a bad time and if it wasn’t really important, I would not being asking you. Hopefully you can straighten things out there and be back by the end of next week.”

We continued to argue back and forth, but finally understanding the problem I told him that I would go. I told him I would head into the city shortly so I could make the early flight. He then asked about Rena and did I need to leave her with him. I told him that she was looking forward to meeting the children and she would be fine with Helen and Paul, but if he wanted to come out for the weekend and spend time with her that would be wonderful.

After I got off the phone I sat for along time thinking. I did not look forward to telling Robby that there was a chance I may not be able to make it back before the election and I knew he would be terribly disappointed. I was already just thinking I may have to miss it and I prayed that I could take care of things with Ben and still make it back in time.

After explaining to Rena why I needed to go, I was happy that she understood. With her help, I got packed and worked things out with Helen and Paul. I then kissed Rena good-bye letting her know I would call her everyday and I would be back as soon as I could. My thoughts were on Robby as I drove into the city and as much as I looked forward to him calling me that night, I was sad at having to tell him my news, but I hoped he knew I would do whatever I could to make it back in time.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“You son-of-a-bitch!” Johnny yelled at me as I climbed off the chopper. “You made the front page again!”

At first I wasn’t sure if he was happy or pissed, but when he showed me the latest polling numbers I knew how happy he was. As he put the newspaper into my hands I saw for the first time the photo that Samantha’s friends and family had talked about. My heart soared to see the picture of her with her arms wrapped around me, her lips on mine, and a surprised but happy look on my face. And the headline, “Hero Candidate Gets Reward,” made me chuckle. I set the issue aside and hoped to have it saved.

We hurried through a meeting to review the strategy for the final days of the campaign. Then he handed me the itinerary for the next few days and I took a deep breath and told him that I was ready. To say that it was a whirlwind is an understatement. When I exited one appearance there was Johnny briefing me on the next stop, who was there and should be mentioned, what was important to say, and it made me appreciate the work of all the workers, paid and volunteer who had committed their time and talent to this campaign. And there was no stopping, no time out, and no rest until Election Day.

Yet it was a moment at the second or third stop that day, when I began to take questions from the audience, and one person asked me about my affair with Samantha Davis and the problems she had with her ex-husband, that I realized where all of this was going. It was about character and how I could be counted on in a crisis.

“Well, for one thing,” I began, “There wouldn’t be much of a story without the hard work of our government agents at the FBI. We all know how they have taken it on the chin since last September, but this time they came through and with their hard work and diligence, this story had a very happy ending. To see the joyful reunion of mother and child made for a lot of teary eyes, let me tell you. I was there only trying to do my part to help out. I know my campaign manager might not have approved of that appearance, but it was something that I had to do.”

Then, as I stood at the podium gathering my thoughts for the next part of my answer, I stuck my hand into my pocket and felt the satin and lace of her black panties that she had put there. I know that I smiled inadvertently at the thought of having her intimate apparel in hand as I spoke to the unknowing press.

“But let me tell you this,” I went on. “There are times when a man and woman meet and they look at each other and just know that it is right for them to be together. Our meeting was just that kind. We have now taken the steps we needed to be together and God willing, you will see a whole lot of us together in the coming years. All I ask is that you respect our right to privacy as we work out our relationship in such a public setting.”

Then it was off to the next appearance. Sometimes the questions were the same, sometimes they differed completely. Yet each time, I thought of Samantha and how much I wished to have her with me. Not that the campaign trail is any place for a friend or lover. But I needed her desperately and even though it was quite late, I had to call her that night, if only to hear her voice on the answering machine. I was elated when I heard her voice answer the phone.

“Hello,” she said tentatively.

“Hi! It’s me!” I said.

There was a long pause before she spoke, and I hoped that everything was all right at her ranch.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Hi honey, I am missing you already.” I said and paused, I’m sure he could tell by the tone in my voice something was up so without further hesitation, I told him that I was in the city and about what was going on. I heard his deep sigh and I felt his disappointment at the possibility I wouldn’t make it. “I promise Robby, I will do whatever I can to make it there and be with you. You know I wouldn’t miss this for anything if I could help it.”

“I know baby and knowing you like I do, I have full confidence in you that you will try your best to be there.” He said sincerely.

We continued to talk, he told me about his day and also chuckled at having my panties in his pocket. I was happy to hear about the polls and how he was handling the press, not surprised that they would be asking more of our situation especially now. As it was late and we both had an early day, we didn’t talk very long.

“Remember Robby, even if I’m not there on election night, I love you and I will be there in spirit.”

“I love you too very much Samantha and hope you will be there not just in spirit.” He said with a light teasing voice, knowing I already felt bad and he tried to make it easier on me.

The next few days were hectic starting with a rush to the airport and continuing trying to discuss and work out Ben’s problems. We worked late into the nights and by the time I got back to my suite; I was usually exhausted but it did look like I was going to make it back home in time for the election. I made an early morning reservation back on the day of the election, and when I talked to Robby I let him know the my plans for my return.

I talked to Rena during the days as it was too late by the time I would get back at night, but she let me know all about being with the children and I could hear the happiness in her voice. I also talked to my father and let him know what was going on and my plans. I was happy to hear that he was indeed at the ranch with Rena and was enjoying getting to know her. Between making phone calls and the work I was doing with Ben, I had very little time for anything else, but when I would lie down at night, my thoughts immediately went to Robby. How I wished each night that it was him beside me holding me instead of the pillows I would hug and fall asleep too.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

The final few days of the campaign were long and hard on all of us. We crisscrossed the state and each appearance took a little more out of me. There was an interview show for public television that went really well, and there was a rally outside an auto plant that didn’t. There were new names and fresh faces and hands to shake everywhere. I was so tired at night that I swear I didn’t dream at all. I managed to talk with Samantha a couple of times, but since she was traveling on business it made for less than our normal satisfying conversation.

After a crazy Monday with last minutes stops at a half dozen rallies, it was after midnight when we checked into the Capitol Cities Hilton. Johnny and I poured a couple of tall glasses of bourbon and stood out on the balcony for a few minutes.

“We’ve done all we could, Rob,” Johnny remarked.

“And it’s all up to them,” I said, with a wave of my hand.

“And by this time tomorrow, we’ll know whether we need to renew our leases or look for a new place in a bigger town,” he joked.

“So what’s up for tomorrow?”

“Just the mandatory appearance at your voting precinct then an appreciation luncheon for the high-level staff right here,” he recited. “Why? You’re not thinking of dashing out to save someone’s life or something are you?”

“No, just looking forward to sleeping in a bit, that’s all,” I said wearily.

After he left, I took up my phone and called Samantha, but got her voice mail. I was going to leave only a short message but ending up rambling on for several minutes and I was sure that she’d get a chuckle or two out this late night call. Then I lie back on the bed and fell sound asleep, still fully dressed.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

It was late by the time I got in and I immediately checked my messages. I heard Robby’s voice and like every other time, my heart skipped a beat and I felt warm all over. I giggled softly listening to his message and couldn’t wait to return home to be with him. I packed my things and after a quick shower, I slipped naked between the cool sheets falling asleep instantly.

The day of the election, my anxieties were high, not only for Robby but also to get home in time to be there with him. On the way to the airport, I had to make a quick stop to talk to Ben, having promised him I would make sure things were fine before I left. As soon as I got there Ben was already at the door with a frantic look on his face.

“The damn program crashed again, we can’t access any of our accounts and I’m loaded with complaints from customers. I don’t know what happened, but you have to straighten it out.”

“Damn Ben, I have a plane to catch in less than two hours and I can’t miss it, you know that.” I said with a frustrated tone in my voice. I quickly went with him and immediately got on the computer to try and find the problem. By the time I had the problem solved and knew it wouldn’t happen again, at least for awhile, I realized I had less than 30 minutes to reach the airport. There was no way I would be able to make the plane and the next one scheduled wasn’t going to late that afternoon.

“I owe you for all your help Miss Davis and don’t worry, I will see that you make your flight.” Ben said and made several phone calls.

Before I knew it I was at the airport boarding the plane and on my way. We had a short layover in Dallas, but I was feeling very relieved to be going home and running a check list in my head at all the things I needed to do to for tonight’s event with Robby. I was becoming excited just at the thought of being with him again, until I heard the pilot announce that there was going to be a delay in taking off and for the passengers to please be patient. I could feel the anxiety building deep inside and I checked my watch, tapping my fingers against the arm of the chair. I should have known this was going to happen; yet I calmed myself, I still had plenty of time and I would make it there.

Finally after quite a long delay, our plane took off but my anxieties were high, knowing that the later I arrived the less time I would have to get ready. Then just when I was starting to feel slightly relieved as we approached the airport, the pilot announced that we had to circle for a while due to the back up with planes landing.

Shit! I swore to myself, this couldn’t be happening. Quickly I got on the phone and called my assistant. I told her what was going on and I gave her instructions asking her to go to the hotel I was staying at and pick up my burnt orange suit with the with blouse. I had given the jacket, skirt and blouse to them to press before I left. I also had her get all the things I needed including my matching heels and personal bathroom items. She giggled softly when I told her where the bag was that had a new sheer lacy bra, panty, garter and hose in it.

“I don’t suppose that has anything to do with who your date is for tonight, does it Samantha?” She teased.

“Enough with the wise cracks, just please get the stuff for me and bring it to the office. It will save me a lot of time and I will call the hotel manager to let him know I gave you permission to go in my room.”

After hanging up from her, I sat, my fingers tapping rapidly now, my heart beating fast and I had to keep telling myself to calm down. Finally we landed and as promised, a car was waiting to take me quickly to the office. I noticed the time and knew I was going to have to get ready quicker than I probably had ever done before.

Arriving at my office and thanking my father for having installed a full bathroom in my office, I quickly showered. With June’s help, I got dressed, hair down, make up on, and raced to get in the car waiting to take me there. I finished spraying a light mist of perfume on while riding to meet Robby. I was almost out of breath, my heart was racing and my anxiety level was high when I walked in and saw him standing at the podium. Just looking at him, I immediately felt butterflies in my belly.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

Johnny let me sleep in, but just a bit for there were some courtesy calls we had to make on the way to the voting booth. He had graciously volunteered to have us help take some seniors along to vote and of course there was the obligatory photo op as I stuffed my ballot into the scanner. Then it was off to an appreciation luncheon for the campaign inner circle who cheered the nice steak lunch instead of the rubber chicken diet we were all used to. Though they clamored for a speech, I begged off, asking them to save it for the real speech later that was to come hopefully around ten o’clock in the evening.

By the time we were finished, the exit poll numbers were starting to come in, and things began to brighten considerably. The inner city numbers were pretty even but the out state prediction was running higher than we had ever expected. No one said a word nor made any bold predictions, but if the numbers held up we would be moving to Washington in January.

After our meeting wrapped up, Johnny suggested that I try and get some rest, but that was impossible. So I changed and went down to abuse the equipment in the exercise room. By the time I had put a few miles on the stat bike and rowing machine, I was ready to relax in the sauna and was soon joined by Johnny and several others who hadn’t seen me precede them. It was fun for a few moments as they chattered about the campaign and how “The Senator” had always managed to pull off a magic trick every time things looked like they had been flushed down the dumper.

”Well isn’t that what you want in your elected officials?” I called out from the back row of the sauna. They fell silent at the sound of my voice, but Johnny led them in laughter when they realized how innocent it all was. We sat and enjoyed the warmth and camaraderie and I could feel the tension that had built up in the last weeks begin to dissipate.

It was a large happy gathering at dinner, attended by several campaign contributors and other party big shooters. Afterwards we mingled upstairs in the hospitality suite. Every time some fresh faces showed up I looked for Samantha, but didn’t see her. I was surprised but glad to see U. S. Senator Wilson poke his head in and laughed at how he didn’t want to jinx anything but couldn’t resist saying how great it would be to have someone from the same party to work with in the coming years.

Since the polls had closed and the numbers were starting to be reported, Johnny had remained downstairs to give out some bits and pieces to the media and someone spotted him doing a bit live on one of the TVs. As we stood there making smart comments about the cut of his suit and a smarmy way he dealt with the interviewer who didn’t have a clue, I was surprised to feel someone grab my arm and pull me aside. It was Patrick Davis and he was full of apologies.

“I’m really sorry, but Samantha was the only one I could trust to send and straighten out the problem,” he confessed. “And now I hear that she’s is running late. Delayed in Dallas or some damned place. I just know that she is doing everything she can to be here tonight and it means a lot to her.”

“Thanks, Pat. I appreciate that.”

“And one other thing, Senator,” he continued. “I’m really glad that you came into Samantha’s life. Things have been tough for her over the last few years what with that bastard ballplayer and her little girl. But from the moment you showed up, things just seemed to turn around for her and I can’t remember ever seeing her happier. I just hope you’ll take as good a care of her after you’re elected.”

“I will, Pat. I promise,” I replied. “I love her.”

“I know, son,” he replied slapping his hand on my back. And the tear in his eye told me everything that he could not say.

Johnny suddenly burst through the door, shouting, “Hey, turn it to TV2!”

Someone did and we gathered around to see the face of Richard Thompson, calm and unsmiling, but cordial in defeat. Everyone grew stone quiet as he issued thanks to his supporters and staff and congratulations to our camp. The numbers scrolling on the bottom of the TV screen added the exclamation point. It was barely after nine o’clock and this baby was in the bag. Suddenly the room erupted and everyone began to press closer and congratulate me. I looked at my watch and looked about for Samantha but she was nowhere to be seen. They were almost ready to mount me on their shoulders and carry me downstairs to make a statement, but I wanted some time. A few minutes to let the Thompson campaign drown their sorrows and a few more for Samantha to arrive. But soon it was ten o’clock and even Johnny was getting fidgety.

“You can’t wait forever, Rob,” he said sternly. “Your people want to see you and you owe it to all of these people who have busted their asses.”

“You’re right,” I admitted. “I should do this for everyone of them.”

And we trooped up and the procession started, with Johnny and myself bringing up the rear. By the time we reached the main floor and worked our way through the crowd to the ballroom, the band was playing loudly, people were cheering and singing along, and I felt like the loneliest man in town, in the middle of his own party to boot. But I stepped to the podium and stood there proudly and smiled at the joy that was unfolding before me. When they finally settled down so that I could speak, I saw the red lights on the TV cameras flash on and began to speak slowly.

I accepted Thompson's concession, I thanked my staff, the paid workers and the volunteers, I thanked all of my supporters, I thanked the voting public for their confidence. And when I ran out of people to thank, I looked around the room and off to one side of the ballroom several people were stirring and I caught a familiar glimpse of burnt orange and the flushed beautiful face of Samantha Davis.

“All of the people I have mentioned so far deserve my thanks for all of the reasons I mentioned,” I went on. “But there is one person here whom I want to single out as having been the source of my strength through this long hard brutal campaign. Samantha Davis, come on up here and join the celebration.”

She looked around surprised, but as the crowd recognized her and people began pointing her toward the podium, she made her way through the crowd. When she reached my side, her face was flushed and there were tears in her eyes. Our story had been covered from nearly every angle for the past month by every form of media going, and now it all felt worth it. I pulled her into my arms and we kissed politely and stood together arm in arm, smiling and waving to the crowd and cameras. As my hand slipped down to the middle of her back, I felt her respond and shoot me a little look out of the corner of her eye.

“Welcome home, Baby!” I whispered to her. “Welcome home!”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

I was overwhelmed with all the warm greetings walking up to join Robby, and I was overjoyed to be standing beside him on this happy occasion. I saw in his face and heard in his voice the love and also relief that he felt having me there and my heart was bursting, proud of him, loving him and happy that we were together.

“Congratulations lover, I’m so proud of you.” I whispered to him as we stepped down and he began to introduce me around.

There were so many happy faces and warm greetings that I knew I would never remember the names that went with the faces. It was obvious that the room was filled with people who loved and admired the man that I stood beside and whom I had given my heart to as well. I was filled with a new kind of excitement, meeting these people, not only were they congratulating Robby, but also expressing their happiness at the joy the two of us had found together.

I stood next to Robby, his arm at my waist, each of us held a glass of champagne and we were talking with Johnny and my father, both men thrilled and excited by the outcome of the race and the fact that I had finally made it there.

“A toast, to our new U.S. Senator, not only the best man for the job, but a hero as well.” Johnny said raising his glass. The four of us clicked glasses, and I looked up at Robby smiling. I could see in his face that he was in his element, loving every minute of it and I was so happy for him.

“Not a hero Johnny, just a man in love.” Robby said softly looking directly into my eyes and then brushed his lips across mine very tenderly.

“And not only a toast to your future as U.S. Senator, but your future with my daughter. May the two of you have all your dreams come true together.” My father spoke and I saw the tears well up in his eyes. I leaned over and kissed him softly on the cheek.

“Thank you father, you’re a wonderful man.” I then turned to Robby. “And you, Senator, have already made many of my dreams come true.” I smiled at him and winked, and I could tell he understood the underlying meaning in my words.

We stood talking for a while as I was explaining to them about my delay in getting here. Now it actually seemed rather funny, but at the time it was happening it was very annoying and stressful. Robby took my hand and again was walking me around to meet people. We were continuously toasting with our champagne constantly being refilled. Shortly Robby was distracted for a second as the band began to play a song that he obviously liked.

“Miss Davis, would you do me the honor of this dance?”

“Senator, I thought you’d never ask.” I said smiling having waited what seemed to be forever to be in his arms again.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

It had been several days since we had been in each other’s arms, but once we were on the jammed dance floor and Samantha eased her way up next to me, it felt as we had been together always. The crowd parted for us a bit as we began to move through. There were calls of congratulations and best wishes. One wag even shouted out, “Have you set a date for the wedding yet?” which prompted her to look at me strangely for a moment, before we broke into a laugh.

I loved this tune by Cole Porter and hummed along as we whirled dreamily across the dance floor. I loved the look on her face as she beamed up at me. I loved the feel of her body in my arms. As she pressed her body up close to me, her breasts rubbing my chest, her legs straddling one of mine, I began to feel my desire for her grow, even to the point that the thought of excusing ourselves and finding the nearest broom closet crossed my mind.

But this was still a public hour. There were many others to greet and thank, that as soon as the song was over, and we enjoyed a little dip and kiss, we were pulled away by Johnny who was making sure everyone got a piece of us. At one point, I heard her sigh deeply, and I looked at her tired face. She smiled bravely, but I could see the stress of the day was beginning to take its toll on her.

“Are you doing all right?” I asked, slipping my arm around her and pulling her closer to my side.

“I okay, honey,” she sighed. “Just a bit tired and stressed out.”

“We won’t be long,” I remarked, waving to some folks passing by. “I can’t wait to get your bags upstairs, show you around the presidential suite, and find a way to help relieve that stress.”

“But Senator,” she said, putting her hand to her mouth. “I forgot my bags. All I have is the clothes on my back.”

“Hmm, that does put you in an interesting position,” I remarked. “Especially since I can’t wait to get you out of them.”

She laughed and smacked me playfully, but as Johnny directed some others over toward us, I caught her glimpse from the corner of her eye and knew we were thinking along the same lines. As I turned back to the crowd, it seemed almost like a reception line had formed and well-wishers and campaign staff and volunteers passed by, shaking hands and of course wanting to meet Samantha. She was tired, but she looked as radiant as a bride, graciously meeting people and shaking hands and smiling widely.

When to line began to disappear, I looked at Sam and knew that it was time to go. Without saying a word, I took her arm and made our way out through the kitchen and a side hall that lead toward the elevator. As the door closed behind us, I pulled her into my arms.

“Going up, Miss Davis,” I said jokingly before kissing her tenderly.

“I hope you’re not just referring to the elevator, Senator,” she giggled.

“Well, you know me,” I laughed.

“Yes I do,” she replied and pressed forward to give me the longest sweetest most loving kiss I could remember, one that lasted all the way up to the twentieth floor.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

As the evening wore on, I could feel myself growing tired and also anxious to have Robby to myself. As much as I enjoyed the celebrations, meeting everyone and dancing with him, I was very relieved when we stood embracing in the elevator. I kissed him long, passionately with all the love I felt for him. We were still locked in each others embrace and kissing that we hardly noticed the elevator doors open up.

“Jeez! Doesn’t anyone do anything else around here?” The bellhop interrupted us when the doors opened and he was standing waiting for the elevator.

We both looked at him, then at each other and laughed as we walked arm and arm to our room. Upon entering our suite, the first thing I noticed was that the lighting had already been dimmed; beautiful flowers were on various tables around adding a nice fresh aroma to the room. Several candles were lit with the soft scent of vanilla that mixed nicely with the fragrance of the flowers, a bucket filled with ice with a bottle of champagne in it was on the counter and soft music was playing. It was perfectly romantic and enchanting. I looked at Robby, seeing the twinkle in his eyes and a soft smile.

“This is beautiful and what a wonderful surprise, makes me wonder what other surprises you have in store.” I turned to him, putting my arms around his neck and he pulled me close to him.

“Now if I told you then they wouldn’t be surprises now would they?” He teased and our lips met, both of us feeling the stirrings of desire in our kiss. His hands went to my shoulders and slowly began to push the jacket down off my arms at the same time his lips traveled down my neck and up to me ear. “And if you like this, baby, wait until you see the bathroom. The bathtub is big enough that the bellhop could have even joined us.” He whispered with a chuckle.

“You’re all I want joining me, lover.” I whispered back, brushing my lips across his neck and around his ear, my body was already trembling from the soft touch of his lips. I reached my hands up to his shoulders and pushed back the jacket he wore.

“Well then the first thing to do is get you out of these clothes, which if you hadn’t noticed, I have wanted to all night.” He was grinning down at me, the look of passion and desire obvious in his eyes and expression. His cupped my face with his hands and again our lips met, kissing soft and tenderly.

“Hmmmm, I do believe we have been thinking about the same thing then, Senator.” I said, my voice soft, my eyes filled with desire and a sensual smile was across my face.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

By the time our kiss had slowly faded, I had managed to slip her suit jacket from her shoulders and draped it on a nearby chair. After my own jacket joined hers, I stepped over to the champagne cart. She snuggled up beside me as I popped the cork and poured a glass for her. She took it in hand and beamed up at me, her dark eyes big and bright and a wonderful smile that made her face glow. I was so distracted by looking at her that I almost overfilled my own glass.

“How about a toast, Mr. Senator-elect?” she asked, holding her glass up.

“All right,” I said holding mine out toward her. “To many more evenings like this, just you and I together!”

“Oh, Senator! That’s one I hope comes true,” she grinned and our arms began to hook around so we could take our ceremonial sip. But just as the chilled bubbly touched our lips, we bumped and laughed and spilled it down the front of us.

“Oh, my god!” she exclaimed taking a step back as it dripped from her hand.

“How come that only works in the movies?” I asked, doing the same. I set down my glass and grabbed the dry towel hanging over the cart handle. Samantha had set down her glass and was holding her silk blouse away from her body. I reached over to dry her, my hands spreading the towel over her chest, pressing up against her breasts. “Well I can see that we’ll have to get that blouse off of you right away.”

“You realize that you didn’t have to spill champagne all over it just to do that,” she smirked. “I would have let you do it without any excuse.”

She took the towel from me and tried to dry my tie and shirt as I began to unbutton her blouse. I tugged it up from the waistband of her skirt and opened the last button, slipping it from her shoulders to reveal a breathtaking sight, a sheer little lacy white bra that barely contained her lovely breasts. It was sheer enough to see her dark nipples underneath, which were already growing stiff from my feeble attempt to dry her off.

“This isn’t going to work,” she said, tossing the towel aside. “This shirt and tie are going to have to go.”

I leaned forward as Samantha tugged at my tie and loosened the knot. Starting at the top, she slowly unfastened each button with her long fingers. After undoing each button she pulled the shirt open, until when she reached my waist it was almost pulled off my shoulders. When she had pulled it up from my slacks and finished with the buttons, she slipped her hands underneath it and moved them up over my stomach and chest slowly and teasingly. When they reached my shoulders, she slipped the shirt down my arms and off. Her body pressed up close to mine, and she looked up at me, her mouth opened so that I could see the tip of her tongue flash between her teeth.

“Shouldn’t we soak these so they don’t stain?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said, brushing herself against me as she spun away and headed toward the bathroom.

I followed close behind her and watched as she ran some cold water in the large sink and dunked my tie and shirt. I stepped up behind her and dropped her blouse into the sink. I pressed up against her back, brought my hands up to her shoulders and let them trail down her arms. When they neared her waist, I moved them over to her body, bringing them up under her arms, over her stomach and up to her breasts.

As I nestled my face against her neck and kissed her lightly, I could feel her fall back against me as she tucked our clothes into the cold water. Glancing at the mirror, I could see the look on her face as I touched her gently, my fingers touching just the tips of her breasts through the thin lace of her bra. I could hear the sound of her breath grow with desire. When my hand wandered back down over her tummy and reached her skirt, I sighed.

“I think we spilled some on this too, and it will have to be soaked too,” I whispered into her ear.

“If you insist, Senator,” she sighed, leaning forward onto the counter.

I unfastened the button and tugged down the zipper in the back. Hooking my thumbs inside the waistband, I eased her skirt down over the curve of her hips and let it fall to her ankles, revealing a matching white lace garter and v-string panties. I squatted down behind her and picked up the skirt after she stepped from it. I set it up on the counter and as I stood back up, I let my fingertips make their way up along her legs dressed in the sheer stockings, following the lacy elastic of the garters, skimming over the warm soft skin of her butt and waist, until they finally reached her breasts again, and I was standing upright behind her.

“It looks like I’m not the only one with some surprises tonight,” I whispered as my lips brushed against her neck. “You look absolutely gorgeous, Baby!” I said pressing my body against her backside, my erection growing along with my desire for her.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Mmmmm.” I murmured, the feel of his lips going lightly across my neck mixed with his warm breath whispering to me gave me a delightful rush of tingles. Closing my eyes, I pressed back against him and leaned my head against his bare chest. I swayed my head back and forth slowly, letting my hair brush softly against his chest. My nipples grew warm and erect beneath his fingertips as he teasingly played with them and as I squirmed beneath the delicacy of his touch I could feel his growing erection through his pants.

“I love you Samantha, the fresh scent of your perfume mixed with your own fragrance, the way your body reacts to my touch, the sound of your desires as if purring in my arms.” He whispered so softly and I sighed deeply, feeling the warmth of love and the heat of passion stirring deeply inside me. I opened my eyes and looking in the mirror, I could see the look of mutual desire in his eyes, my excitement growing more intense just watching him. I turned around in his arms my hands combed through his hair as our eyes met.

“I love everything about you too Robby, your gentle touch, your intense passion, the way you feel against me and tremble when I touch you and when we make love.” I whispered and brushed a soft kiss across his lips, then planted soft light kisses down to the middle of his chest. His hands now rested on the cheeks of my butt, gently squeezing and pulling me to him, his lips nibbled lightly at my neck. My hands then came up and I cupped his chin in my hands. “As much as I enjoy this, lover, if we stand here near this water too much longer, I do believe the rest of our clothes will soon be wet too.”

“And that’s a problem?” He teased but then backed away and helped me to wring out the clothes and hang them across a towel bar to dry. We walked back into the main room of our suite and I heard him humming softly behind me. A smile came across my face knowing he was watching every move I made.

He poured us each another glass of champagne and with both of us laughing softly, we managed to make another toast with are glasses intertwined and not spill a drop. We set the glasses down on the table near the couch and he again embraced me, kissing me deeply, our tongues dancing together almost like moving to the rhythm of the music that was playing in the background. I gently rubbed my body against his, feeling his erection firmly pressing against me.

“I do believe you would be much more comfortable with out these on.” I said with a glimmer in my eyes and a grin on my face. My hands were already undoing the belt buckle on his pants as I stared up at him and saw the smile come across his face.

“I do believe you’re right, baby, but please be gentle.” He said, his smile broadened and his eyes seemed to dance with excitement.

“Always.” I whispered back to him, both of us smiling from the teasing excitement in the air. I undid the belt and slowly unzipped his pants, making sure my fingers would brush teasingly against him. Then my fingers slipped into the sides of his pants and while slowly pulling them down, I knelt down, kissing his belly and running my tongue all around his navel.

“Mmmmm, Samantha.” He gasped softly stroking and combing his hands through my hair. I continued to slowly bring his pants down to his ankles, my fingers caressed the outside of his legs, while I slowly ran my tongue along first the inside of one leg and then the other one, stopping right below the hem of his boxers. Having once slipped his shoes and socks off, I removed his pants completely and ran the tips of my fingers up his legs and slightly up underneath his underwear. Kneeling, I smiled at his obvious arousal staring be in the face beneath his boxers, which I couldn’t help notice matched the color of his suit.

“My my Robby, you look so good and you know how I love the feel of silk.” I said smiling and began to run my fingertips slowly and softly against his silk boxers and against the cheeks of his butt. My lips licked and kissed along his waist where the edge of the material met his toned abdomen while my breasts gently pressed up against the front his boxers. “Mmmmm, I love so much how you feel.”

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

With her hands and fingertips teasing me unmercifully and her breasts rubbing up against my thighs, Samantha had my pulse racing and my blood rushing toward the bulge in my boxers. I reached for her face and drew her up to her feet. While she was rising up she dragged her hands and rubbed her breasts against me every bit of the way. Just the touch of her body on mine like this was complete heaven. I felt such overwhelming desire for her and could feel the strong desire she had for me through the way she touched me.

I cradled her face in my hands and kissed her softly and sweetly, our tongues touching and wrestling forcing their way back and forth from her mouth to mine and back again. My hands moved down over her body to cup the cheeks of her butt. I shifted my kissed from her mouth to her cheek and then her neck just below the ear. I flicked my tongue around her ear and neck and heard her gasp when I nibbled on her earlobe.

My kisses wandered out along her shoulder and I took a little bite out of the curve at the end. I boosted her up onto the table that stood behind the sofa. Then I drew my tongue along the outline of her bra, down along the satiny strap and across over the tops of her breasts just above the lace edging. She rested her hands on my shoulders and leaned back as my kissed glided over her body. I kissed and licked at her nipples through the sheer lace of her bra. They became stiff and protruded through the thin fabric; I nibbled on them tenderly.

Samantha gripped the back edge of the table and raised a leg up on top while I bent over her body loving every inch I could taste and touch. Using my teeth, I pulled one of the cups away from her breast, baring it to my hungry kiss. I drew endless circles around it with my tongue, then sucked it up into my warm mouth, my teeth nibbling on it again. Still sucking on it, I pulled my mouth away until it popped out, and I felt her body shiver in delight.

“Mmm, oh, Robby,” she moaned deeply.

Then the sound of the door opening and the voice of Johnny called out, “Hey, Robby! You up here?”

Samantha and I looked over to see him standing at the open door, his jaw drooping nearly to the floor.

“Oh, gees, I’m sorry,” he blurted out. “We’ve just been looking all over the damned hotel for you and uh, we wondered what the hell happened to you. But I see that you’re okay. You too, Miss Davis, and well, um, uh, I’m going now,” he babbled, moving back out the door. Then he stuck his head back inside for a second. “Next time, man, lock the fucking door!”

The door slammed shut and Samantha and I looked at each other and both laughed heartily. My arms embraced her and she slipped back off the table. I hurried over to the door and set all of the locks and latches there were. Samantha had taken our champagne glasses around to the front of the sofa and sat down.

When I got there, she had reclined onto the pillows and I looked down at her and smiled. Her bra strap was pulled down over her shoulder, her breast still bare, and the dark nipple erect. While her one hand held her champagne, her other twirled a lock of her silky dark hair. My eyes ran down and back up the length of her body, the smooth skin broken only by the tiny white garter and the v-string panty. Samantha smiled seductively, knowing from the look on my face how much I desired her.

“So, Mr. U. S. Senator elect, do you see anything of interest?”

”Oh, yes, Miss Davis,” I grinned, as I stepped up next to the sofa. “I see something quite appetizing.”

“Good, because I see something that I can’t wait to taste,” she said reaching her hand out to my leg. She ran her fingers up underneath my boxers and curled them around my aching hard-on. “Mmm, Senator. I can see you’ve been up to something.”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

I leaned closer to him, kissing down his belly and then slowly across the top of his boxers, my mouth pressing against his raging hard on while my fingers stroked it slowly up and down. I heard him gasp and could feel the tremble in his body. I continued several times, kissing back up to his navel and back down again, running my lips and tongue against the silk pressing against him until I finally grasped his boxers between my teeth and started to pull them down.

The sounds of soft moaning and purring escaped me as I enjoyed the affects this was having on Robby and the heat that was building inside me. My hands reached up and behind him and slowly slipped beneath his boxers pushing them down while caressing over the cheeks of his ass. My chin brushed along his shaft while continuing to pull the silky material down to the tops of his thighs, I slid down to the carpet and looked up at him with a smile.

“Oh lover, I am so happy I saved room for dessert because there is no way I could resist such a delicious one like this.”

Without hesitation, my lips went around his cock, the first time taking all of him into my mouth at once and I heard him gasp. He bent over just enough for me to feel his hands in my hair while my hands pushed his boxers to his ankles where he kicked them off and my fingers ran up the back of his legs to grasp the cheeks of his ass.

“Oh God Sammy!” He gasped again and I withdrew all but the tip of him from my mouth flicking and circling my tongue around the tip and ridges, slowly and then faster, then slowly again. I kept one hand pressed against his butt while my other hand came around to cup his balls and again I drew him into my mouth, this time slowly working my mouth up and down taking him in a little more each time.

I enjoyed every stroke and lick, sucking and moaning, showing him my obvious pleasure at what I was doing and relishing in every sound and movement he made as I did so. Even though the only part of me touching him was my mouth and hands, my own arousal matched his, my nipples were erect and tingling, and I felt the warm moisture between my legs increasing with desire and anticipation. After slowly teasing and building up his arousal, I began to move faster and steadier, my head bobbing up and down while his hands pressed my head tight to him, his hips were moving matching my pace.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

Waves of pleasure reverberated through my body as Samantha took me inside her mouth harder and faster. I could feel the sound of her moans and humming. Feeling that I was nearly ready to explode, yet wanting to make our lovemaking last all night, I reached my fingers around to her chin and tilted her face upward. She looked up at me with her big dark eyes and slowly backed her mouth off, yet left her tongue touching me, licking and swirling around.

“Oh, Baby, I don’t want to come just yet,” I moaned. “Maybe you can save my special dessert offering for last.”

She frowned for a moment but then kissed her way back up my body until she was standing in front of me. Her hands replaced her lips on my cock as I kissed her lips feverishly and hungrily, licking and nipping at them while my hands flowed all over her body. When I pressed forward with my urgent kisses, letting them fall about her shoulders and breasts, she backed up onto the sofa until she was sitting on the back with me kneeling between the spread of her legs.

It was easy for me to pull her tiny little bra down and away from her gorgeous breasts. She slipped her arms out from the straps and pulled my head close to her. I covered each nipple with a long wet sucking kiss and heard her gasp each time. Her breasts were firm yet pliant as my hands and tongue touched and caressed them tenderly. The skin of her breasts felt so smooth and soft to my lips that I didn’t want to leave them.

So I sent my hands downward, trailing past her stomach and her navel, moving downward to the tiny sheer panel of her panties. I rubbed my middle finger up and down along her slit over the thin fabric. She invitingly spread her legs farther apart and my fingers responded by pulling the panty to the side, baring her sweet damp slit. I gently traced over the outer folds before letting my fingertips dance on the wet pink folds inside. When I touched her hard little clit she gasped and thrust her hips upward slightly.

I had continued to kiss and nibble on her breasts and nipples. But as my fingers explored her pussy deeper and deeper, she began to push my head downward. I didn’t mind taking a slow trip south with my mouth tasting every bit of her skin on the way, flicking my tongue around her navel, and kissing the lovely swelling of her belly. I let my tongue trip over the elastic of her garter and panty.

I backed away from her for a moment and looked up at her face. Her eyes were narrow and filled with passion; her mouth was open and her breathing was shallow and fast; her cheeks and neck were flushed. As my eyes lowered, I could that she had rested her hands to either side on the sofa, her back was arched slightly and her breasts were heaving with each breath. Her bra had fallen down around her waist and her hips shifted upward as if offering her pretty pussy to me, which peeked out from around the lacy white panty.

“Oh, Samantha!” I whispered. “You are so beautiful!”

I bent forward and pressed my lips against the wet inner lips of her pussy, tasting her sweetness while my nostrils drew in the scent of her downy muff. My tongue swept lightly up and down the length of her slit, circling her clit before darting back down toward her opening. She moaned audibly and pushed her hips against my face, almost lifting her butt off the back of the sofa. I flicked my tongue over her clit again and again.

“Oh, Robby! Oh!” she cried out.

She gasped when I sucked it up into my mouth and nibbled on it. I spread her farther apart with my fingers and began to work my tongue up and down her pussy, pressing harder with each pass. Her hips began to rock up and down as if directing where she wanted my tongue to be.

Suddenly the phone rang loudly. From the way she didn’t respond I figured that she hadn’t even heard it. I had no idea who it was and didn’t care at this point. With Samantha’s pussy spread wide open for me and my tongue buried deep inside, there was no one I needed to talk to at this hour. So I kept working my tongue on her, ignoring the phone even though it continued to ring. I was glad when it stopped, but then it started up again almost immediately, ringing twice then stopping. Then it rang again twice and stopped.

“Oh, shit!” I said lifting my mouth from Samantha’s sweet pussy.

She batted her eyes open and glanced at me with a puzzled look. “What’s the matter, Babe?”

“That’s Johnny’s signal that the call is important,” I said moving over to sit at the end of the sofa where the phone was. "I should probably take this one." When the phone rang again, I didn’t pick it up.

“Aren’t you going to answer that?” she asked, slipping down from the back of the sofa and snuggling her warm body next to me, her hand curling around my erect cock.

“Just waiting for the third ring,” I said listening for the second and then the third ring. “That’s when I know it’s the call coming through.”

The phone stopped after the second ring and was silent for a few moments. Samantha continued to stroke my cock and then leaned over to kiss it and suck it back into her mouth.

“Oh, Baby!” I whispered at the feel of her hot wet mouth on me again. “You just don’t ever stop and I love it.”

“I am so turned on, Robby,” she sighed before licking my shaft up and down.

When the third ring finally sounded during the next call, I reached over to pick up the receiver. For a moment, I wondered if it was something with one of my kids or Samantha’s family or just who would be calling at this late hour.

“Hello,” I said, trying to sound normal, as if Samantha’s sweet mouth wasn’t sucking softly on my cock.

“Hello, Senator Holmes,” came the voice on the other end of the line. “This is the President.” I nearly dropped the phone from my hand. There was no mistaking the slight Texas drawl that colored his speech. “I wanted to call you to congratulate you on your terrific victory tonight.”

“Well, thank you, sir,” I said sitting up straight and trying to sound more official. “It was a great victory for our party.”

Samantha looked up from my lap quizzically. “Who is it, Babe?”

I put my hand over the bottom of the receiver and whispered, “It’s the President.”

“President? President of what?” she asked, her hand still stroking me idly. Then her eyes widened, her jaw dropped open and she brought both hands up to her mouth. “Oh my god!”

“I’m looking forward to seeing you again in January,” he went on as I put the phone back to my ear. “We had such a great meeting during that one stop on your campaign last month. I could see a lot of energy in your staff and I can’t wait to get you onboard with the great work we have ahead of us in the next couple of years.”

Samantha shifted up beside me and I lifted the phone from my ear so she could listen.

“Well, I’m looking forward to meeting with you come January, Mr. President,” I said while Samantha giggled, her face blushing. “We have a lot to do to help get the economy back on track and I’ve never been one to shy away from a challenge.”

“That’s good to hear, Senator,” he said. “Now be sure to extend my congratulations to your friend, Miss Davis, and my best wishes for her recovery. We’ve been following her story since it first broke and have been very impressed with the way you two have handled things. I can’t wait to see you get to Washington and stir things up over there.”

“Well, you can tell her yourself, Mr. President,” I remarked with a smile. “She’s right next to me.”

“Oh, that would be great,” he replied.

I angled the phone toward Samantha.

“Hello, Mr. President,” she said cautiously, “This is Samantha Davis.”

He repeated his congratulations and best wishes and extended an invitation to meet his wife and him at the White House in January. She accepted excitedly and thanked him for the invitation. He apologized for not being able to talk longer since he had several other calls to make but said that he was looking forward to getting to know us better in the future.

“Have a great evening celebrating and we’ll see y’all in Washington next year,” he said.

“Thank you, Mr. President. Good bye,” I said before hearing the line go dead and I set the phone back in its cradle.

Samantha and I looked at each other for a moment and then burst out laughing. We reached out and hugged each other, rolling back and forth on the sofa, laughing and kissing until I ended up on my back with her on top of me.

“I couldn’t believe that,” she giggled. “Talking to the President in my underwear.”

“Well, how do you think I felt?” I said indicating my nakedness. “Especially with you down there, you know …”

“Sucking on your big hard cock?” she sighed sexily. “But you heard him tell us to celebrate tonight.”

“And Baby are we ever going to celebrate!”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

I sat up slightly with my legs straddling him, and rubbed my breasts teasingly up and down his chest, my bra still around my waist.

“That you can count on lover!” I said with a slight seductive laugh. I began to slowly rock my hips against his abdomen and scooting down some to feel his cock pressing up against my butt cheeks. “Now was this where we left off?”

“Oh I think that’s a good start.” His eyes narrowed and there was a grin on his face. His hands came up caressing and grasping my breasts, squeezing lightly and I hummed in pleasure. His fingertips circled my nipples, flickering across the tips of them sending shivers down my spine.

“Mmmm a very good start.” I said as I sat more upright and reached behind to unclasp my bra, tossing it to the floor. I lifted myself from him enough to reach between my legs and grasped his hard cock.

“Oh baby.” He whispered softly, his eyes closing for a brief moment, a look of sheer pleasure on his face.

I stroked him slowly, and then rubbed my moist panty covered pussy against him. My entire body had been awakened by what had started out previously, now filling me with a strong urgency to feel him inside me. The way he rocked his hips against mine, his breathing and even the touch of his hands on my body told me he too was feeling what I felt.

“Robby, I need you now, lover. I want you now.” I moaned and my hand pushed the elastic of my panties to the side and guided his cock to my entrance, rubbing the tip back and forth across my wet and warm slit before easing down letting him slip slowly into me. I began to ride him gently, keeping the pace slow, my thighs pressing against his legs and my hands behind me gripping his thighs.

“Sammy, Sammy.” He whispered where I could barely hear and he arched his hips keeping in pace with mine. He reached his arms around me and drew me to him and I felt an electrifying jolt as his mouth clamped down on my breast, sucking softly, nibbling, then lightly raking his teeth across my now very hard nipple. I moaned, my hands were in his hair pressing him tightly to me and my head bent back as my breasts were pushed out to him. Our bodies moved together, rocking, thrusting harder and my pussy was clutching tightly as I felt him going deeper inside me.

His mouth moved to my other breast, my body was trembling and our lust and desire was growing rapidly. I pulled back, raising myself from him only briefly and I turned around so that my back was facing him. He was lying back on the couch; his hands went to my hips and I guided his stiff and moist cock to my hungry entrance. As soon as I felt the tip of him begin to enter me, his hands pulled me down while he arched and thrust hard and deep.

“Oh Damn!!!” I cried out and my body contracted as the first wave of my orgasm rocked through me. He thrust hard and deep yet slow, several more times before stopping and just keeping me pressed tightly to him. Wave after wave of ecstasy surged through me and I could feel him trembling beneath me yet holding back his desire to cum.

Before I even had a chance to completely come down from climax, he reached around me, holding me and slipped us both to the floor, leaning me over the table in front of the couch. His lips traveled down my back and I felt his fingers inside my panties pulling them down to my knees. I parted my legs for him, arched my back pushing myself back against him, my body still trembling. His hands were at my shoulders and he slipped inside me, slowly going in and out while he could feel my pussy pulling him more and more.

“Oh fuck, baby you feel so damn good!” He said in an almost hoarse voice. I could only moan, my breath shallow, both of us panting. We hadn’t been aware of the knocking on our door until we heard a man speak in a loud voice, irritated voice.

“Room Service, do you want this or not? Come on what’s it going to be?”

“Oh Damn Robby, not again!’ I said irritated at first but when I turned and saw the frustrated but sorrowful expression on his face, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I thought we would be ready for a snack by now so I planned ahead.” He said so sweetly as he withdrew from me and stood up.

“Well don’t answer the door like that, Senator. I saw some robes hanging in the bathroom.” I giggled.

Both of us now laughed and after slipping my panties off the rest of the way, I followed him to the bathroom as he called out to the man at the door that he would be right there. After putting on a robe he went to answer the door and when I heard him extend his apologies to the man and the door close, I walked out choosing to remain as I was without the robe.

“Well this definitely better be a good snack then.” I teased.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

Just one look at her, standing by the bathroom doorway told me that whatever the kitchen had prepared would be good. Well, actually whatever they had thrown together would be fine, since it was really Samantha I saw as the treat of the evening. She hadn’t slipped into a robe, choosing instead to remain only in her garter, stockings, and heels. Just looking at her dressed that way excited me so much.

Her hair was tousled from our various incomplete attempts at making love. Her face was still flushed, her eyes were filled with the look of desire, and her mouth was wet and open. From the curve of her breasts, still flushed from my kisses and nibbles, to the narrow tuck of her waist, and on down to the flare of her hips, framed so sexily by the white lacy elastic of her garter, and the cleft of her bare pussy, she was a sight to make my mouth water and my cock grow hard again. Her smile told me that she could see in my look the desire that was building inside of me. And, Lord, how much I wanted her!

I wheeled the cart from the door into the room and she joined me near the table and chairs. With great ceremony, I lifted the lid from the cart and revealed what was beneath.

“Mmm, my second favorite dessert,” I remarked casually. “Strawberry cheesecake with extra strawberries on the side, a bowl of fresh whipped cream, coffee and Cointreau. What do you think?”

“For one thing, given my own state of dress, I think that you’re overdressed,” she said, tugging open the belt of my robe, moving around behind me, pulling the robe from my shoulders, and tossing it aside. “And for the second thing, I think you have excellent taste.”

”Very well, Madam,” I said with an obvious phony English butler accent. “Will you have a seat so that I may serve you your dessert?”

She nodded and set her sweet ass down in the chair that I held for her. I then carved the cheesecake and ladled some strawberries over it and set it out for her. Doing the same for myself, I poured some coffee for her and poured out a snifter of Cointreau for her. When I scooped up a spoon of whipped cream I looked devilishly at her almost as if I were going to fling it at her, but smiled and set it onto the top of her dessert. I set some out for mine and took my seat across from her.

It was obvious that we had both worked up something of an appetite, as we both worked out way through the dessert, both of us remarking about how good it tasted. It felt so real and natural to be sitting with her sharing dessert like this, naked and loving. I loved looking over at her naked body, watching the way she looked as she moved. I knew that I was staring at one point as she innocently scarfed up her cheesecake.

“More strawberries and whipped cream, me dear?” I asked politely.

“Yes, please,” she said, trying to stifle a giggle.

When I scooped up some strawberries and went to spoon it over her remaining dessert, I faked a stumble and spilled some onto her breast.

“Oh, begging my lady’s pardon,” I said, getting up from my chair and moving around to her side. “How dreadfully clumsy of me.”

For a moment I acted as if I were going to wipe off the strawberries with a napkin, but then leaned over and licked them off her soft warm flesh. She responded by placing her hand behind my head and holding my lips to her breast and my tongue eagerly made sure she was completely clean, sucking on her breast and nipple thoroughly.

“Whipped cream?” I asked, picking up the spoon and offering her a scoop.

“No, thank you. I think you’ve already proven what terrible aim you have,” she laughed. Samantha took the spoon from my hand and dropped it atop her dessert plate. She then reached over and scooped up a second spoonful but as she went to drop it on her dessert, she flicked her wrist and the whipped cream went flying, hitting me in the belly and then running down over my crotch.

“Oh, goodness!” she laughed. “Now I’m the messy one, and I had better clean this up.” She leaned over and began to lick the whipped cream off my belly and cock. She moaned softly and began to suck my cock into her mouth again until it was long and hard again. Then she backed off and looked up at me. “Would you care for more strawberries, honey?”

“Actually, I’m really only interested in that sweet little pussy of yours,” I replied.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“You mean you prefer that instead of … “ I teased, picking up a strawberry and licked my tongue around. “… this delicious strawberry.” I put my lips around the strawberry and slowly and sensually sucked part of it into my mouth before taking a small bite. “Mmmmm …. Just a bite? It is quite good.” I kept looking at him, licking my tongue slowly around my lips while I leaned over and with a devilish grin I intentionally hesitated, letting it drip several drops on his on nipple before bringing the juicy strawberry to his lips. “Ooops. Guess I’ll just have to clean that off now, won’t I?” My tongue immediately flicked across his nipple, then licked and suckled it. I could feel him tremble slightly, which excited me even more.

“I suppose you really should.” He replied after eating the strawberry. His hands reached out and cradled my chin bringing my lips to his. He brushed his tongue over my lips and then kissed me, the sweet taste of his tongue exploring my mouth as mine did his. Our kiss was long, deep, loving and passionate with both of us embracing each other tightly. As our kiss broke I felt his cold fingers with whipped cream at my nipple causing me to gasp and my nipple to become instantly erect. “More dessert babe?” He grinned, pushing my chair slightly away from table. There was a twinkle in his eye as he brought his mouth to my breast and hungrily licked and lapped up the whipped cream.

“Robby you are incorrigible.” I giggled, then gasped at the excitement he was stirring in me with his mouth. My breasts grew hard, warm and tingled, his mouth driving me wild. I moaned when I felt his fingers rubbing the cold whipped cream across my other breast and my back arched, my head and my legs spread slightly. “Oh Robby….” I whispered.

His lips went to my other nipple, repeating the same thing and exciting it while his hands ran over my body caressing me and touching me, making my body shiver and tingle all over. He licked and kissed his way back up to my lips and our kiss was hard and hungry with desire. Our lips trailed soft kisses along each other’s neck I ran my hands slowly down his chest caressing him before reaching over to the table and with my fingers quickly I took a large dab of the cheesecake and rubbed it on Robby’s cock. His reaction was immediate, his head went back, his hips arched slightly and he gasped from the coolness as well as the shock.

“Samantha you naughty girl.” He groaned with desire.

“Naughty and very hungry.” I whispered as I bent over and put my mouth to his lap. I began sucking and lapping up all the cheesecake that had fallen, licking in the creases between his legs and on his balls, and finally my mouth was on his rock hard cock hungrily sucking the dessert off him. God how I wanted him; how I enjoyed the excitement I saw in him and the delicious taste of every part of him. His hands then went to my shoulders pushing me back to lean in the chair and I saw the lust and desire in his eyes. Moving swiftly, he went to his knees, parted my legs, reached for a dab of cheesecake and a large gob of whipped cream and his hand went to my pussy. The feeling was intensely exciting and he could see how much I wanted him as I spread my legs further apart and leaned back in the chair.

“Oh what a wicked man you are, Senator.” I giggled with delight and anticipation.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“Only because you inspire my wickedness, Miss Davis,” I replied as I smeared the cheesecake and whipped cream over her belly and pussy and thighs. I could easily see by her reaction and expression, how the coolness of the dessert had stimulated her senses. I licked my fingers clean and rocked back to take in the sight of Samantha leaning back in the chair, her back arched and her breasts thrust up and out, her legs spread and draped over the arms of the chair, and the dessert appetizingly spread over her body. I licked my lips slowly. “Mmm, if you aren’t the prettiest looking dessert I have ever seen!”

“Then I hope you brought your appetite,” she moaned, her hips moving in a sort of circular motion.

“But first I must cleanse my palate,” I said teasingly, reaching up to the table for my glass of Cointreau. I took a sip of the rich orange-flavored liqueur and swirled it around my mouth before swallowing. I followed that with a sip of coffee and a second sip of Cointreau. Then moving forward and rising up on my knees, I leaned forward over her, bringing my face up near to hers. “Mmm, Samantha,” I whispered. “You know how much I want you, don’t you?”

“Oh, yes, Senator,” she replied eagerly, her body wiggling in anticipation. “I do.”

“So what is it you want, Miss Davis?” I whispered, brushing my lips on one cheek and then the other.

“I want you to eat me, Senator,” she moaned, trying to brush her body against mine, but unable to do so when I backed away a bit. “I want to be your living little piece of cheesecake.”

“Is that so?” I said as I licked around her neck just under her ear.

“Oh, yes, Robby,” she moaned, her hands running up my arms, over my shoulders and neck. “I want you so badly!”

“Mmm, do you want me to eat you until you come in my mouth?” I whispered, teasing her shoulder with my tongue.

“Oh, yes, Robby!” she moaned urgently, her hands pushing my head downward between her breasts toward her pussy. “I want you now!”

“Mmm,” I hummed as my lips dragged past her stomach and skipped over her garter. “And that is a request I cannot refuse.”

Starting from the outside and working in, I began to lick and nibble on the cheesecake and cream that were spread over her body. With each touch of my tongue and lips she shivered and sighed. I lapped and ate until all that was left was that which covered her pussy. I looked up and saw her eyes closed, her mouth open slightly, and her face wrapped up in the pleasure of the moment. Her hands were on her breasts, squeezing them and pinching and pulling on the nipples.

So I lowered my mouth and began to eat the dessert, the tasty confection mixed with the flavor of her own juices. I slipped my hands up the cheeks of her ass and boosted her up and eat her hungrily. My tongue and lips licked and sucked every bit of her, circling and nipping at her clit, running up and down the length of her pussy, then darting down to circle the tight little rosebud of her ass. Reaching up with my thumbs, I held her pussy spread open and laved her pussy madly. Her body was vibrating with excitement as she gasped and moaned and called out my name.

“Oh, Robby! Oh, fuck, Robby!” she swore, her voice hoarse with passion. “Oh, yes, Honey! Oh, yes!”

I could feel her wetness grow as I pressed my tongue as deep inside her as it could reach. Her body wiggled and writhed and she thrust her hips hard against my face. When I sucked her hard little clit up into my mouth, I felt her come incredibly, her body crackling with an electric feeling that I had never seen.

“Uhn! Uhn! Uhn! Oh, Robby!” she cried out, finally reaching out for me and pulling herself to me tightly, her body shaking and quivering.

Seeing her like this and knowing that I could thrill her so was such a turn on for me. I moved up inside the grasp of her arms, kissing her body along the way until I was at her lips and she kissed me frantically and wildly.

“Oh, Robby I want you inside me!” she moaned hoarsely. “I want to feel you inside me now!”

I rose from the floor, pulled her up from the chair and she slipped easily into my arms.

“Make love to me, Robby,” she begged, her eyes glazed over with the intense feelings that had been building for so long.

I slipped my arm down toward her butt and picked her up in my arms. We kissed as I carried her into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. We quickly peeled the covers down and I crawled onto the bed on my hands and knees until I was over her. She reached her hand up and grabbed my cock, as if trying to pull it down to her.

“I want this inside me,” she insisted. “I want all of you inside me, Robby!”

I didn’t say a word, instead lowering my hips as she guided me toward her wet and waiting sex.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

His eyes were filled with love and desire as he lowered his hips with his hands on the bed and his arms against the sides of my body; with my legs spread apart, bent at the knees as I guided him. He slipped slow and easy into my moist entrance and I arched my hips greeting him. Both of us hummed with the overwhelming rush of emotions that were flowing through us.

“Oh Robby, I love you so much.” I whispered passionately. My eyes gazed upon his body, looking over every part of him, lost in an emotional euphoria watching him make love to me. My hands softly caressed his chest and his arms, feeling every muscle, every hair trembling beneath my fingers.

“Sammy, I love you too.” He whispered back. His eyes held a softness, sexiness gazing lovingly into mine as he moved his hips, working his magnificent manhood slowly in and out of my craving sex.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, locking my ankles around him wanting to feel as close to him as possible. His hands softly caressed my face, down my neck to my breasts, lightly tracing circles around them. I shivered with the softness of his touch, my hips arched and rocked gently against him, feeling him going deeper, yet gently building our excitement. Both of us ran our hands over each other, feeling every crease and crevasse that we could, reveling in the heat and passion we felt from each other.

He leaned down, embracing me; the warmth and feel of our bodies pressed to each other was powerful as our lips came together, kissing fervently. I had never known such love and passion could be possible between two people, but as we made love gently, locked in each other’s arms, what we felt was better than any dream I could have imagined. The love I felt for him filled every part of me, making my heart and soul overflowing with joy and happiness.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

Every move, every kiss, each little look and touch between us made my body tremble with love and desire for her. Samantha was everything I had ever dreamed of in a lover, beautiful, sexy, inventive, and insatiable. As I slowly and gently pushed my cock up inside her and pulled it back out nearly all the way, it wasn’t at all about the sex as so many times it had been with other women, that momentary gratification that comes with an orgasm, but often left me feeling later on that something was missing.

This experience was about something much more; about how well we got along, about how we shared, if not every interest, a similar feeling of the mind and heart, and I knew that I wanted to be with her always. And these moments of lovemaking, with all of the wild feelings and sensations running through my mind and body, seemed to bind together all of what we had been working toward, a wonderful loving union of a woman and a man.

Rolling us over I let Samantha move toward her own pleasure on top of me. She sat up, arching her back and shifting her hips until she discovered the most pleasurable position. For my part, I lay back upon the bed, looking up at her and enjoyed these warm loving feelings that she was making. I reached up and guided my hands over her body, her shoulders and arms and waist and hips and ass and every part that I could reach. There was no urgency to reach any sort of climax now, it was simply about the pleasure that this intimate touching and loving could bring.

She eased her body down and lay upon me, and for several moments as we kissed and touched each other lightly, there was no motion, just a soft loving embrace, my hard cock buried inside of her wet pussy. We rolled over onto our sides and I brought my hand up to her face, stroking her cheek, looking long into her eyes.

“I never knew it could be like this, Samantha,” I whispered. “I never in my wildest dreams imagined I would be with someone like you, and feeling like this.”

Samantha didn’t reply, but the tears in her eyes told me that she felt the same way. I couldn’t take my hands away from her body, for every part of her that I touched felt so soft and warm and desirable. She rolled over onto her back and I slipped from inside her. Propping myself up on an elbow, I let my other hand wander all over her body, from her cheek and neck and between her breasts, down over her stomach and belly and along her thighs.

The sweat of our lovemaking had dampened our bodies and I realized that perhaps her stockings and garters might be a little uncomfortable for her. So I sat up on the bed and began unhooking her stockings and slowly rolled them down her legs, letting my fingers glide along her sleek shapely legs. Once they were off, she arched her back so that I could reach around behind her waist and undo the clasp of her garter. Then I kissed her thighs and ran my hands over her bare legs. I looked down at her and saw a warm loving serene look in her eyes and in the arrangement of her body.

”I can’t imagine being more in love with someone than I am with you right now,” I said, noticing how my voice cracked a bit as I said so.

Her hands reached up to my face and pulled me down for a kiss, a mad, wet, passion filled kiss, and I heard her purr like a happy cat.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

As we continued to kiss, I moved my hands, combing my fingers through his hair with one hand while my other hand softly caressed down his neck across his shoulder and to his back. I moaned and purred, pressing my body against the warmth of his and feeling overwhelmed with love and desire for him that
seemed to be unending. I leaned my body up, pushing against his forcing him to lie back and I lay partially on top of him, rubbing myself against him.

“I have never felt like this before Robby, and I can’t imagine feeling this way with anyone other than you. I love you so much.” I whispered in his ear, kissing and nibbling around his ear. My breasts pressed against him; I lifted my leg moving it in between his where my pussy was right up against him. I couldn’t help but rock my hips, loving the look in his eyes and the feel of him against me.

I felt the warmth, sweat and stickiness of our bodies as he embraced me, holding me tightly, his body moving against mine. I looked down at him with a loving smile in my eyes and my fingers brushed the hair from his eyes, gently caressing his face. Then an idea came to me, my smile grew wider and I started to move away from him to get out of bed.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” He asked, a puzzled look on his face.

“Not far lover, but sometimes there are things you shouldn’t question.” I teased him, kissed him quickly and then got up from the bed. “I’ll be right back.” I giggled and I made sure to walk slowly and sensually out of the room, knowing his eyes would be on me as I did.

I went in the bathroom and began lighting the candles around the huge bathtub and on the vanity. I started the water in the tub, smiling more when I noticed the water jets and controls, and then added the moisturizing fragrance to the water as it filled. I stepped in and sunk beneath the water, it felt heavenly. I was about to call Robby to come and join me when I saw him standing at the door holding our glasses and a bottle of champagne.

“How did you…..” I went to ask and then smiled.

“I love you babe, and I knew at some point, you wouldn’t be able to resist that tub.” He teased with that sexy smile of his. He put the glasses down on the ledge and after filling them he got into the tub behind me and wrapped his arms around me hugging me to him.

“God, I love you so much Robby, you think of everything.” I whispered, leaning my head back against him.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“Only because I want to make being with you absolutely perfect,” I replied. I loved the feeling of Samantha’s body leaning back against me as we snuggled in the tub. She was so trusting and loving and I wanted to be the one who had earned that trust and love. We sat together in the warm suds and shared sips of champagne and intimate little touches and kisses. My hands slipped under her arms and glided up and down her warm wet skin. My fingertips circled around the firm flesh of her breasts, trailed down over her stomach, then snaked down over her belly to her pussy. As my lips kissed their way along her shoulder, she leaned back against me, fully relaxed, although as her hips shifted a bit my cock nestled up between the cheeks of her ass.

“Mmm, Mr. Senator,” she whispered softly. “Don’t you ever relax?”

“Now, wait a minute, Miss Davis,” I said, my kisses moving up toward her neck, my fingertips still lightly running back and forth along the slit of her pussy. “I’m simply sitting here, helping you rinse off, and get ready for bed.”

“And I very much like the way that you do it,” she sighed, letting her head fall to the side so that I could kiss my way up her neck toward her ear. “But something tells me that you have something else in mind.”

“And what thing would that be?” I asked as my hands worked their way back up toward her breasts, while my teeth nibbled on her ear lobe.

“This little thing right here,” she giggled, reaching her hand down behind her to touch my semi-erect cock and pull it upright. “Oh, my! I can tell that it won’t remain little if you keep thinking whatever those thoughts are that are on your mind.”

“Well, we wouldn’t want it to grow into a big old problem now would we?” I said as my fingertips circled her warm wet and stiffened nipples and my tongue licked lightly around her ear.

“But Senator you know of my reputation as a big problem solver,” she sighed as her fingers lightly grazed up and down the shaft of my cock.

“I have had the pleasure of watching you operate, yes, indeed, Miss Davis,” I said, “But perhaps we should finish washing up before things get too hard to handle.”

“I hope that’s a promise you intend to keep,” she moaned as the combined touch of my hands and lips sent a shiver through her body.

I reached over to grab a washrag and the body wash set out beside the tub. Samantha leaned forward so that I could wash her back. She hummed softly as my hands massaged the gentle suds all over her neck and shoulders and back. She rose up onto her knees so that I could do her lower back and butt.

“Oh, yes,” she sighed as I paid particular attention to the cheeks of her ass and the sweet passage underneath between her legs. “Mmm, make sure you take good care of that part there.” She placed her hands on either side of the tub and leaned forward to give me access to her body.

“And I will take good care of every part of you, Samantha,” I said as I ran the rag between her legs and up and down the parts of her thighs I could reach.

She slowly turned around in the tub to face me, still kneeling, but leaning forward toward me. “What about these parts?” she asked running her hands over her breasts.

“Yes, those too,” I said washing them carefully. “Every part.”

“And what about this part?” she asked playfully guiding her hands down to her pussy.

“Well, that part is one of my favorites, so I will take special care of that,” I remarked as she pulled her hands away so that I could wash her there. "Like I said, all of you, every part."

“And what about this part?” she asked softly, placing her hands over her heart.

I let the wash rag slip from my hand and leaned forward to plant a kiss atop her hands. She slipped them away and let me kiss her there, and I kissed my way up from between her breasts to her soft sweet lips.

“That part is the most important, Miss Davis,” I sighed, placing my hand on her chest where I could feel her heart beating strongly. “I will always protect that with my body and soul.”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“And I will do the same with yours, Senator.” I whispered in his ear after our kiss broke. Still on my knees, I leaned back to where my butt rested against the heels of my feet and I picked up the wash rag, soaping it. “And now that you have taken such good care of my body, I think it’s my turn to take care of yours.” I said in a soft and teasing voice, smiling at him. I saw the look of desire in his eyes as he glanced over my body, especially noticing the drops of water running down my breasts and over my erect nipples.

“So you think so huh.” He said and with his fingertips he traced the drops of water down my body, making me again shiver. He then sat back, with a wide grin and put his arms up on the edges of the tub.

“Well after taking such good care of me now, I wouldn’t want you going to bed feeling neglected in anyway.” I teased. I began messaging the cloth along his neck, shoulders and across his chest slowly, taking extra time around his nipples.

“Oh I don’t think that’s even possible, Samantha.” He sighed, resting his head back, his eyes closed and it was obvious that he was enjoying himself. I took his hand and starting with his fingers, washed and massaged his arm all the way to his shoulder, down under his arm and his side. I loved the little squirms and sighs he made as I did this, as well as seeing the tip of his cock poking through the water. I giggled softly as I continued to do the same on his other arm, brushing my lips against his when I finished with his arms.

“Time to turn around honey.” I said, smiling at him, soaping the wash rag again and moving back so that he could turn around.

“Ahhhh, I was just beginning to relax and now you want me to move?” He teased as he opened his eyes. Before turning around he grabbed me pulling me to him and kissed me hard on the mouth.

“Mmmmm!” I hummed feeling the warmth and excitement from his kiss surge right through my body and I wanted to toss down the rag, straddle him right there and slip his cock into my anxious pussy. Then he pulled away and chuckled softly with a teasing smile on his face, knowing exactly what I was thinking, and he turned kneeling with his back to me.

“Is this what you had in mind, Miss Davis?” He asked, his voice still teasing.

“That’s exactly what I had in mind, Senator.” I whispered in his ear in a low seductive tone as I leaned up, kneeling behind him. I began washing and messaging his back, continually moving lower until I ran the cloth over the cheeks of his ass. I felt him tremble slightly as I massaged all around and in between the crack of his butt, taking my time. I ran my hand up the inside of his thigh pushing against it slightly. “Spread your legs for me, lover. I don’t want to miss anything.”

“Oh my baby, I don’t want you to either. This feels so good.” He said in a low whisper and I knew his excitement was growing as much as mine. He parted his legs and with the rag, I slowly worked up his thigh and massaged between his legs, taking gentle and special care with his balls and between his cheeks. He hummed more as I did this while he pressed himself closer to my hand.

“Hmmm, seems someone might have changed his mind about taking baths.” I teased him, still washing between his legs. Slowly I reached further, running the cloth just once up and down the shaft of his very erect cock. “I think it’s time you stood up and turned around Senator. Seems like a certain part of your body is anxiously awaiting to be washed thoroughly.”

“Oh and what would that part be Samantha?” He asked teasing as he stood up and turned around facing me. “Is it that part staring you right in the face, by any chance?”

“Well Robby, now that you mention it, I do believe this hard cock of yours does need some attention.” I replied at the same time I washed and stroked him with the rag in one hand and my other grasping his butt. I heard him moan softly as soon as I touched him and he began to comb his hands gently through my hair. I worked the cloth along his cock, not missing any part, feeling it twitching and hardening in my hand.

“Oh my baby, you definitely are thorough.” He all but whispered. After a short time, I rinsed the soap from him and kissed his cock, slowly flicking my tongue over the tip, before I stopped and stood up.

“I think it’s time to dry off and go to bed honey, unless you’re not ready yet.” I teased and smiled up at him as I pressed by body against his.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“With you I have learned to always be ready,” I replied, as she rubbed her breasts against my thighs, and looked up at me, the sweetest, sexiest smile on her face, her tongue flicking out at my cock. She knew that she could have me any way she wanted at this moment and that there was nothing I wouldn’t do for her.

I knelt down into the water with her; our bodies warm and wet and tingling as they rubbed together and we embraced. I reached over to grab the towels and we stood drying each other off as sensually as we had washed each other. I draped the towel around her shoulders and wrapped it around her loosely, picking her up into my arms and carrying her out to the bedroom. I set her down on the bed gently and crawled up beside her.

“Now doesn’t that feel better?” I asked.

“I always feel better when I’m around you,” Samantha smiled, lifting her hand to my face.

“And the feeling is mutual, Baby,” I replied, slipping my hand up under the towel. “And you feel so good to me.”

As my hands wandered up under the towel, she reached to pull it open and bare herself to me. Soon my lips were following along with my hands and I felt her nipples harden beneath my kisses, heard her sigh as my tongue circled her navel, and felt her body tremble as my fingertips glided over her pussy. When I directed my kisses down her body, she reached for my cock and began to stroke it tenderly. We shifted about on the bed, at first where I was hovering over her, then rolling over so that she was on top of me in a perfect sixty-nine position.

I supported her hips and held her so that I could kiss and tongue her pussy willingly. I felt her lips and tongue on my cock as she lay on top of me. Her squeaky clean body tasted so sweet to me, I couldn’t resist driving my tongue all over the folds of her pussy and up around the tight little rosebud of her ass. I kissed and sucked on her clit, I stuffed my tongue up inside her pussy, and my finger poked up slightly into her ass. I felt her moan in response as she sucked my cock up inside her hot mouth while her hands stroked and touched my body.

The feeling was incredible as the sensations that each one created in the other by our kissing and licking and sucking and touching were amplified and returned by more intense movements by the other. Finally at one point, as she sucked my cock deep inside her mouth, I had to let my head fall back to the bed and let my body reel in the feelings sweeping through me. Then, as I lifted my head up and started to kiss her more intensely, tonguing her clit wildly, I heard her gasp and moan loudly as she let my cock fall away from her mouth and similar feelings took control of her body. I ran my tongue up to her ass and licked around her tight little opening. When the tip of my tongue pressed up against her and pushed just inside, she almost jumped straight up from the bed.

“Oh, god, Honey!” she cried out. “Oh, damn! I want you inside me, Honey! I need you inside me now!”

She rose up from me onto her hands and knees and I slid out from underneath her and knelt behind her. Looking over her shoulder at me, she wiggled her hips invitingly. I grasped my cock and rubbed the head up and down her backside, from her clit up and over to her ass and back down. She was warm and wet from my kisses and my cock was slick from hers.

“Dammit, Robby!” she cried out. “Quit teasing me and fuck me for Christ’s sake!”

When I pressed the head of my cock against her ass, she pushed back against me, but then I eased it back down toward her wet pussy. Her lips welcomed me even more eagerly.

“Oh, yes, Honey!” she cried out, begging for me.

“Mmm, Baby!” I moaned and thrust my hips forward slowly easing myself inside her one more time. I knew from the intense feelings in me and her heated response, that I wanted to take her hard and fast this time and that it wouldn't take long for both of us to come.