Primary Ambitions

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“I am lying against the pillow on my bed, and the sheets feel really cool and tingly against my body. Where are you?”

“Mmmm, wish I were your sheets right now.” He said in a low seductive voice. “I’m sitting in my easy chair with just my robe on and just the sound of your voice is bringing…. Uh…. Something to the service.”

“Now what could that be I wonder.” I giggled softly. “And you, Senator, have more clothing on that I do. I have on a pink thong and a pink tank top. I guess I will have to do something about that.” I said softly. I set the phone down, putting it on speaker and then lifted the shirt above my breasts and over my head. “Do you know what I’m doing, Robby?”

“I’m imagining you taking off your shirt and I can almost see your taut nipples standing out. Touch them for me, caress them and tease them as if it were me touching you. Do you feel me, Samantha?” He replied. The sound of his voice and the words he spoke sent shivers through me.

“Oh yes Robby. My eyes are closed and I can feel your hands and fingers caressing my breasts, teasing my nipples. You’re making them so hard and sensitive.” I whispered while my hands circled my breasts, my fingers flicking across my nipples, teasing them. “I’m opening your robe now, seeing your rigid cock and wanting to stroke it, while I feel your hands caressing me, moving in slow circles as they make there way down even lower. Can you feel my hands stroking you?”

“Yes, I can feel your warm hands stroking me, making my cock extremely stiff with every touch. Slip your hand down into your panties baby, feel my hand rub against your pussy. Feel the palm of my hand rub against you and my finger dipping in between your soft folds, rubbing up and down across your slit. Are you getting wet feeling my hand and finger touching you? Are you excited?”

“Oh god yes! I am very excited, my pussy is so wet and I can feel your fingers slipping inside me now, working in and out slowly, making me even wetter.” I whispered, my voice laced with arousal. My fingers were doing exactly what I was saying and what he was telling me to do. “Put your fingers around your cock for me lover, stroke it for me like it was me touching you, feeling you. Are you nice and hard for me, feeling me stroking your cock slowly up and down?”

“I’m nice and hard feeling your hands stroking me, baby.” He all but whispered and I grew more excited imagining him sitting there with his robe open, stroking himself. “I’d be even harder though if you would slip off your panties and spread your legs for me. I want to imagine you all naked, open with my hands and lips touching all over your body.”

“Oh yes! I do want you rock hard, lover. I want to feel you touching and kissing me all over. I’m slipping my panties down over my butt slowly as I raise my hips. It’s your hands I feel sliding my panties down to my knees, to my ankles and then taking them off completely. I can feel your hands spreading my legs opening myself to you. I can feel your hands and lips slowly moving up my legs, tickling my inner thighs with soft kisses. My pussy is anxiously anticipating your touch. Can you feel my excitement, feel how warm my body is, feel me trembling against your fingers? Can you feel my hands grasping you, my tongue flicking against your tip, the heat and moisture of my mouth going around your cock? Am I exciting you like you are me?” I asked, and it was obvious in my voice the state of my arousal he had stirred in me.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“Oh, yes, Samantha,” I said feeling my cock grow hot and hard as her voice described exactly how she would be making love to me if we were together. I could hear the sound of her breathing as I told her how I would be touching her. “Can you feel my fingers brushing through your hair, holding you close to me while you move your mouth on me?”

Samantha hummed and sighed, making sure that she made some sounds with her mouth that easily suggested what she might be doing with me were she with me here and now.

“I’m sitting here, looking out on our nation’s monuments lit up in the distance, and damn! I wish you were here!” I moaned. “You have my cock so big and hard, it would be begging to slip up inside your pussy. Is your pussy hot and wet and ready for me?” I asked.

“Oh, god, yes, Robby!” she sighed. “I want you inside me so badly.”

I could hear the sounds of her breathing faster and faster as she touched herself.

“Oh, Sammy! Touch yourself and make believe that it is my cock entering you. Feel every inch of me pushing up inside you,” I moaned, as my hand gripped my cock more firmly, remembering how it had felt to be up inside her the last time. “Oh, yes, feel all of me inside you.”

I heard a gasp and her voice quivering as she spoke, “Oh, god, Robby! I miss you so much!”

“So are you coming to visit me this weekend or not?” I asked. “You have to see this place. It needs some paint and a little help, but you will love it.”

“Oh yes, I’ll be there, honey,” she said, her voice still wavering.

“Good, because I want to make love to you so much. I want to share this place and my new life with you so much.”

“Oh, I know, Hon,” she moaned loudly. “And if I were there, just what how would you be making love to me?”

“You’d be on your back on the old sheepskin rug I have,” I said as my hand ran up and down along my stiff hard cock. “And I’d be kneeling between your legs. Your ankles are hooked up over my shoulders and I’m driving my cock deeper and deeper inside of you.”

“Oh, yes, Robby!” she sighed, “I feel you.”

I closed my eyes and could picture being with her just as I had described it. And a thousand other ways as well. “I’m going to come soon, Babe. How do you want it?”

“Inside me,” she cried out, her voice cracking with passion. “Come inside me!”

“I’m almost there,” I groaned. “Oh, yes, here it comes!”

The sound of our voices carried over the phone had tied us together this night. Our imaginations were interwoven as our passions played themselves out. Our moans and sighs, our groans and cries buzzed through the line as we came together. My hand was her body, her hand was mine.

“Oh, yes, Robby!” she called out to me.

“Oh, Samantha!” I cried out. “Yes!”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

There was a pause for several minutes as we both caught our breath, letting our emotions recover before either of us spoke.

“Do you know how much I love you, Senator?” I finally whispered softly.

“As much as I love you Samantha, at least I hope so.” He replied softly. “And when you get here we can show each other exactly how much. So when are you going to be free to come and help me paint and decorate this place? I’ll be tied up for at least a week, but after that I can take some time especially for you.”

“Hmmm, tied up? You mean handcuffs wasn’t enough?” I giggled, not being able to resist myself.

“You know what I mean, you naughty woman! Besides maybe it’s your turn for that.” He teased. “But seriously, I miss you and want you to come here. When can you get away?”

“Well let me just check my schedule…” I said with an overly serious voice and a smile on my face as I teased him. “I think that I would be free to come out there the week after next. How about a week from Thursday? Rena is supposed to go visit my father that weekend and she can stay with Helen while she is in school. She really likes that.” I told him, actually happy to have a chance to get away from all the construction that would be going on at the house during that time.

“Sounds great to me babe. I can’t wait. When you get all the details together, let me know your flight and all that.” He said and I could tell by the sound of his voice he was really happy with this.

We talked awhile longer before finally saying several long good byes and then hanging up. I took a deep breath and smiled, extremely happy and anxious to be with him again.

During the next week, the construction was in full swing on the gym and the indoor pool. They also had gone over the plans on my house and were starting on the new additions there. I was relieved that there would be several months before children would start returning. I decided that until this was through, other than what we had already committed too, we were not going to open again until spring. That gave me a chance to get everything ready, no one would get hurt while this was underway and it left me plenty of time to decide if we were going to have a longer season.

Rena was starting to make friends and really enjoyed school, which I was happy for her. She had even had several friends come over and they went horseback riding. I was thrilled that she really seemed to be happy and at home. Between my love for her and for Robby, I didn’t think there was anything that would make me happier. With this thought, I smiled, other than spending more time with Robby but that would happen fast enough when I went to help him with his new place.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

Fortunately the following days in Washington flew by quickly. Johnny and Annie and Mrs. Caulfield and all the rest of my permanent staff had relocated and we began to set up office hours and work up final staffing appointments. Every day was filled with endless meetings: transitional meetings with my democratic predecessor, caucus meetings with my new colleagues, committee assignment meetings; you name the type of meeting and I was in on it.

And almost every night ended with a call to or from Samantha Davis, some of which seemed to go on all night since neither of us wanted to say goodbye. As frustrating as it was since we were apart, we both were pointed toward our rendezvous. And finally that Thursday afternoon rolled around and I was ready to pick her up at the airport.

“You sure you don’t want to send someone out to pick her up?” Johnny asked as I prepared to leave. “You know how those delays can stack up at Reagan.”

“No way, John-Boy,” I laughed. “I’m doing this myself.”

“Can’t say that I blame you,” he chuckled. “So are we going to see you tomorrow?”

”Maybe. Maybe not,” I answered as I reached the doorway.

“Have fun, man,” he called out. “I mean it.”

“We will,” I smiled. “Believe me, we will.”

On the way to the airport, I asked the cab driver to pull over at a florist shop and bought a dozen long stemmed red roses. Several times during the rest of the drive to the airport I smelled the flowers and thought of Samantha, hoping that she would like them. I could scarcely contain my excitement while waiting for her flight to land and reach the gate. Of course she would have to be the last one off the plane, which made me a bit nervous thinking that perhaps something had happened to keep her off the flight. But then she appeared lugging a small carry-on bag. She looked gorgeous and I held out the roses for her.

“Oh, thank you, sweetie,” she said accepting them and taking a sniff. “They’re beautiful!”

I put my arms around her and pulled her into a warm embrace, our mouths finding each other for a long deep romantic kiss.

“Welcome to Washington, Samantha,” I said when we finally came up for air.

We walked arm in arm to retrieve her luggage and grab a cab. As we settled into the cab, Samantha just seemed to fall into my arms. We exchanged bits of news and hot little kisses, updates on our kids and loving caresses. And each time I would show off a landmark she would turn back to me, look into my eyes and kiss me passionately. Although it had only been a couple of weeks, it felt as if a year’s worth of desire had built up.

“And here we are,” I announced when the cab pulled up at my building. “Just wait till you see.”

When I set down her bags and kicked the door closed, Samantha looked at me then looked around. There were still some packing crates sitting about, since I wanted to finish painting and redecorating before unpacking everything. She began to move about the rooms slowly. There was a nice foyer that led to the living and dining rooms, and the kitchen, all of them large enough for entertaining. A nice little office just off the foyer and a large master suite. Two smaller bedrooms completed the place. She wanted to set her roses in water before they wilted, so I found a pitcher to use as a vase for her.

“I can see what you mean about redecoration,” she remarked, noticing the outdated colors and worn carpeting.

“Well Senator Claiborne hadn’t spent much time here in the past few years,” I told her. I took Samantha’s hand and led her toward the balcony off the dining room. “Come on and look.”

The cool fall air swept over us as we stepped to the railing. The lights of the city had begun to turn on as the sunlight faded.

“It’s beautiful, Robby,” she sighed. “I love it. It needs a lot of work, but I love it.”

“Good,” I answered, taking her into my arms. “I hope you can stay long enough to help me sort out what needs to be done. I want it so that you’ll feel at home here too.”

“I’ll always feel at home, wherever I’m with you,” she smiled.

My arms brought her close to me and we stood together, our faces a breath apart. Everything around us seemed to be just a backdrop for it felt for these precious moments as it we were the only ones who existed in the world.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

When he handed me the roses, I was overwhelmed with his gesture and my heart soared with the love I felt for him. I enjoyed seeing the landmarks he showed me, but I was mostly overjoyed just being with him. The feel of him, his scent, his touch, his words, I loved everything about him and with each day that passed, I felt that growing stronger.

As he showed me around his new place, I could already imagine how it would look with some changes I had in my mind and I knew we were both going to love it here when everything was finished.

Now as we stood on the balcony in each other’s arms, caught up in the magic of our surroundings and finally being able to hold each other, our eyes gazed deeply into each other’s. There was silence between us, both of us just reveling in our own thoughts and emotions, enjoying the moment. Then slowly he leaned down and tenderly brushed his lips across mine, his kiss was like heaven, soft and filled with love. His one hand was at the middle of my back, pressing me to him and his other hand combed through my hair.

“I love you so much Samantha.” He whispered softly in my ear, the warmth of his breath sent a chill of goose bumps over my body.

“I love you too, Robby, more than I could ever say.” I replied back softly while my hands toyed at the back of his neck.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I made dinner reservations for us at one of my favorite restaurants. Since you were arriving early enough, I wanted to take my best girl out. I can always cancel them though if you would rather not go.” He said and I felt his hand at my back gently caressing me, occasionally moving lower.

“I would enjoy it very much being wined and dined by you, Robby. I love being with you know matter what we do as long as we are doing it together. But am I dressed okay for it, or do I need to change?” I asked glancing down at the outfit I had on. I was wearing a soft emerald green dress with long sleeves but left my shoulders bare and a low v cut neckline, but not overly so. The dress fit nicely but not snug against my body, and fell several inches above my knees. I also had on sheer emerald matching panties, garter, hose and heels. The dress required no bra. I was also wearing the diamond necklace he had bought me along with diamond earrings.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“Well seeing how gorgeous you look, I don’t think there’s any need, though I should probably lean up and get dressed,” I remarked.

“Can I help?” Samantha teased.

“I’m a pretty experienced man,” I stated with a straight face. “I’m not sure that I need any help.”

“Well, in that case can I watch?” she asked with a sweet little miss innocent kind of voice.

“Only if you promise to keep your hands to yourself,” I chuckled.

“Well, that’s no fun!” she pouted.

“I should get started then, so we aren’t late,” I said, looking at my watch, knowing that I didn’t have too much time and didn’t want to be rushing about.

We stepped back inside and I went to the bedroom to pick out some evening clothes. Samantha stood by the doorway watching as I pulled my black silk suit from the rack in the cedar lined walk-in closet, a crisp dress shirt and a new tie I hadn’t yet worn, a colorful design with various shades of purple and gold. Still standing in the closet, I began to undress, pulling off my shirt and tossing it in the hamper. I opened up my slacks and slipped them off, folded them by the crease and hung them up on the rack. I pulled a fresh pair of black boxers and socks from the drawer and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Samantha followed along, a bemused smile on her face as she watched me wash my face and hands. Seeing a bit of a five o’clock shadow, I ran my electric razor over my chin and cheeks. Putting it away, I ran my palm over my cleanly shaven cheeks and glanced over at Sam.

“Wouldn’t want to rough up those thighs of yours later on tonight now, would I?”

She giggled and leaned back against the doorway to the bathroom. I spayed a touch of Bora For Men on my neck and ran the brush through my hair. I dampened a comb and tried to get my cowlick to lay straight, but it kept falling onto my forehead.

“Don’t worry about that,” she remarked. “I think it looks sexy.”

“Thank you, but one of these years it will learn to behave,” I said.

Checking myself over in the mirror and feeling pretty well satisfied that I looked all right, I began to lower my boxers and step from them. Knowing that she was watching my every move, I made sure to tease Samantha with the way I slowly lowered my shorts and turned and bent over. She let out a little wolf whistle. As I stood there naked and slowly turned to face her, I heard her chuckle.

“What?” I asked.

“Nothing, really,” she said, taking a few steps closer to me. “But there is something very erotic about my standing here completely dressed while you’re completely naked.”

“Oh is that so?” I chided her. “Does that mean something will have to be done about it?” I said, stepping up next to her, and slipping my arms around her.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, like you’ll have to change your panties or something?”

“Lover, if I changed my panties every time they got damp when I’m around you, I’d have run out of them a long time ago. Now you finish getting dressed before we miss our reservation.”

“Are you sure?” I asked checking my watch. “We’d have time for a quickie you know.”

“Senator Holmes,” she giggled. “There is nothing 'quickie' about you once you get started!”

“This is true,” I said. “And we do have all evening, don’t we?”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Yes, all evening and I’m looking forward to every second of it.” I replied grinning at him. I then stepped away from him and my eyes slowly took in his naked body from head to toe.

“You are, are you? From the way you’re looking at me right now makes me wonder what ideas for the evening might be running through that pretty little head of yours Samantha.” He remarked as a slow teasing grin appeared on his face. I watched as he leaned against the counter and raised one foot, then the other to put on his socks. He made sure he slowly slipped them on giving me a very good view of everything between his legs.

“Keep showing off like that Senator and you will definitely be finding out some of the ideas running through my head.” I said as my eyes moved from staring at his cock to smiling directly into his.

“In that case….” Without finishing is sentence he stood with his legs slightly apart, his cock standing straight up and he brushed his hand over it as he grinned at me. He then took his shirt and slowly slipped it on. “I think I’ll just do this a little differently for you.” His voice was soft and seductive and I could tell he was enjoying himself as well as the reactions he was seeing from me.

“You’re going to make me stare at your cock until its absolutely necessary to cover it aren’t you? You do realize how wet you’re making me right now.” I replied, resisting the urge to slip my hand beneath my dress and rub my already moist pussy.

“That’s the general idea, babe.” He chuckled, buttoning up his shirt. He then swayed his hips, slowly stroked his cock as he turned to the side, giving me another outstanding view and he reached for his tie.

“Well, it’s working, believe me.” I replied softly, with an arousing tone in my voice. My hand strayed to rub across my breast for a brief second, feeling my taut nipple tingle instantly. I moved it away when I saw the grin on his face as he had watched me. Still standing sideways, he slipped his tie around his neck and arched his hips forward, before turning to face the mirror and fix the tie.

“How do I look so far, Samantha?” He asked and I saw the bright teasing smile on his face in the mirror as he was starring right at me. My eyes again were looking his body up and down, to then stare at his ass and thighs.

“Oh you’re looking wonderful so far Senator. I could look at you like this all day.”

“And if you did that, I don’t suppose you would be getting any ideas, would you?” He teased now, still watching me through the mirror.

“Who me, ideas? Well, uhmmm….” I replied, faking a cough. “Just a few interesting ones maybe.”

“Ahhhh, only a few?” He chuckled and after finishing his tie, slowly bent over to reach for his boxers.

“Is it just me or is someone else here enjoying himself a lot?” I giggled and then playfully slapped his ass as it was so conveniently placed in front of me.

“Oh baby, I must say your ideas are definitely interesting and I may just have to let you keep staring just for that too.” He said with a soft laugh. I watched as he slipped each foot inside his boxers, his ass swaying back and forth as he slowly slipped his boxers up his legs. He slowly stood up as he slipped them over his ass and then turned around to let me see his hard cock once more before the boxers covered it.

“Robby, I think I’ve changed my mind. I think a quickie is in order.” I said smiling at him.

“Sorry babe.” He replied, looking at his watch. “You’re too late now, we have to leave in a few minutes or we’ll be late.” He then reached for his pants.

“Then I think dinner is going to be an enjoyably warm and wet event.” I said, smiling at him. As he was finishing dressing, I moved closer to him and put my hand on the zipper of his pants. “Here at least let me help you with this.” I smiled and then let my hands rub across his still erect cock before zipping him up.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

Just before Samantha zipped me up, I was almost sure that she was going to go for it. The look in her eyes and mine told me that we both wanted each other badly, yet we knew that there wasn’t the time we needed to show our love and lust for each other. I was so excited about being in this town and having been here for a couple of weeks I wanted to share the excitement with her. Although it was only a Thursday, there was plenty going on and I couldn’t wait for our evening to begin. Just as I slipped into my suit jacket, the phone rang. It was the doorman letting us know that our car had arrived.

“Are you ready?” I asked as I pulled her close for a quick hug and kiss.

“Just give me a minute, okay?” she asked.

“I’ll give you five minutes,” I said with a smile, knowing that she would probably want to freshen up before we left.

“Thank you, Lover,” she said, lifting her hand to my cheek and leaning up to kiss me.

Samantha took a little nip at my lips as we parted, and I could see that the passion filling her eyes was only matched by my own. I wasn’t sure how we would ever make it through the evening without making a scene. I and left her alone in the bathroom and called back to the doorman to ask him to have the car wait for us. She had asked for one, I gave her five and expected her to take ten. It was to my surprise that she opened the door after seven. I was sure that she saw the surprise on my face when she came out and almost ran into my arms.

“You don’t think now that I’m here that I’d want to spend a moment longer than I needed away from you, do you?” she said, greeting me again.

She smelled terrific and looked gorgeous and I couldn’t wait to take her out and let the world see the two of us together. I looked around the place quickly before we left knowing that everything was ready for our return and we slipped down to the car. It was a reasonably short ride over to northwest 9th Street and we sat together in the back seat of the plush, brand-new Cadillac limo. Although I managed to keep my hands off of her, my eyes belonged to her, taking in every glimpse and glance I could glean. With the twinkling lights flickering past, we held hands like youngsters and snuck a couple of kisses.

“So where are we headed?” Samantha asked once her curiosity had gotten the best of her reserve.

“A steakhouse with a local flavor called The Caucus Room,” I replied.

“Figures it would have to have a political theme. You know how I hate politics,” she answered quickly.

“But you love me anyway, right?” I countered.

“You know I do,” she said, raising her hand to my face and reaching her lips up to kiss me.

I felt her tongue probe its way into my mouth and her body press up against me. My own hands finally could resist no longer and reached out to touch her, my fingertips trailing down from her neck and shoulders along the deep vee of her neckline. My palms flattened out against her breasts, feeling the stiff points of her nipples press against the plush fabric of her dress. As I cupped one breast with one hand, the other hand wandered southward over her stomach, along her hip and then her thigh.

When I finally touched her stocking clad leg, I slipped it up underneath the hem of her dress, longing to reach the warm sweet flesh of her thigh. She moaned when my fingertips touched her there and traced a path upward along her garter to the sweet cleft of her pussy. I could feel the dampness of her slit through the thin silk of her panty. And the way she moved her hips when I touched her there told me how much she wanted me, even though we hadn’t even ordered cocktails.

I slipped my fingers up to the top of her panties and then thrust them down inside. Her pussy was shaven smooth and felt so soft and wet and inviting. I decided to take hold of her panties and pull them downward, away from her pussy, along her legs. Without any protest she lifted her hips enough that I could pull her tiny panties down along her legs and then off.

“Senator,” she whispered into my ear as I tucked her panties into my pocket and drew my hand up under her dress again. “Do you expect me to sit through dinner and whatever else you have planned without any, um …, my, ermm … undies?”

“Oh, yes, Samantha, I do,” I said as my hand reached her bare wet pussy. “And I hope that you don’t mind the fact that I’m going to place my hand up here as often this evening as I possibly can.”

“Oh, god, Robby!” she cried out. “You are … you are … you …”

“I am what, Babe?” I asked, feeling in her response what my touch was doing to her.

She leaned up close to me, so close that I could feel every bit of her breath upon my ear. “You have got me so turned on right now, we may not make it through the first course before I do something … something … embarrassing.”

“Babe, this is Washington,” I said. “They’ve seen everything here.”

“We’ve arrived!” the driver suddenly called back to us.

Samantha and I parted and arranged ourselves. I slipped the driver a healthy tip and asked him to wait for us. The Caucus Room is a choice steakhouse, with walls lined with black and white photos of Washington personalities, booths of rich leather, and a polished staff who showed us promptly to our table. On the way, we did have to stop and say hello to a few familiar faces, most of which were only too ready to meet Samantha. Seeing the way she responded so cordially and politely, warmed my heart immensely and made me feel that somehow we would end up taking this town by storm.

“So what’s good here?” she asked, opening up the menu and having a look.

“I’m having the rib-eye with horseradish-spiked mashed potatoes and a side of their garlicky creamed spinach,” I said, not even bothering to open the menu, having dined here a few nights before.

“Mmm, that sounds delicious,” she said, leaning toward me. Her face was a breath away, our noses almost touching, and our eyes locked upon each other.

“You realize that the entire restaurant is watching us,” I commented.

“Then let’s give them something to talk about, shall we?”

“All right, then,” I said, as the waiter approached with our cocktails. “But remember about paybacks.”

She laughed and her face warmed with a great smile that lit up the place. Then she felt my hand on her thigh, inching up under the hem of her dress, along her stocking and garter until it reached her pussy, still damp from my earlier fingering. She gasped when my finger dared to work up inside her.

“And do you know what you would like this evening?” the waiter asked as he returned to our table.

“Oh, yes,” Samantha blurted out. “I already know what I want.”

She squeezed her legs together, holding my hand tightly and immobile against her pussy.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

While the waiter took our orders, I managed to control myself even as I felt Robby’s fingers trying to squirm inside my pussy. I squeezed my legs even tighter together, trying to get him to at least stop until the waiter left, but when I looked at him, the grin on his face told me there was no way he was going to stop.

“You are very bad, Senator.” I whispered in his ear after the waiter left.

“And you are very wet, Ms. Davis.” He replied then brushed his lips against mine. “Now are you going to quit choking my hand or are you going to open those legs and let me have my way.” He whispered and his breath was warm against my neck.

“My my, are we getting a little demanding now?” I giggled, yet extremely excited by his boldness as well as his touch. I opened my legs just a little, barely allowing his hand enough room to move. I then nonchalantly looked through the dessert menu that was on the table. “Wow Robby, have you seen all these wonderful desserts on the menu. Mmmm, they all look so good.”

“Yes they are, but I could think of something that would taste much better. That is if I could get my hands in it.” He teased quietly and without hesitation he reached down with his other hand, both hands now on my thighs and he parted them somewhat forcibly, before bringing his one hand back up and resting it around my shoulders. “That’s better.” He smiled while his fingers moved teasingly against my slit.

“Senator it seems this town brings out something different in you.” I replied as I inhaled deeply, while my hips squirmed against his fingers. “And it’s really getting to me too. If you don’t stop soon, I just might cum before dinner.”

“What Ms. Davis, in front of all these other politicians? Do you think that would be wise? What would they think?” He chuckled and quickly thrust two fingers deep inside me. My hands grasped the edge of the table, my knuckles were white from holding on so tight and my hips bucked against his hand as my climax hit. When he felt this he saw the expression on my face, and knew I was ready to moan out loud. His lips immediately went to mine, preventing me from causing what would be an obviously loud scene. I kissed him back, almost devouring his tongue, until my climax began to subside and he removed his fingers from my dripping pussy.

“Your dinner Senator.” The waiter said as he placed our plates in front of us. I saw the smile on the waiters face and wondered just how long he had been standing there and what all he had seen. The bright look in his eyes told me he had seen more than his share.

“My this does look delicious and might I add, you taste delicious.” Robby said as he licked his fingers, then wiped his hands on the napkin and began eating. There was a huge grin on his face, and I knew he was proud of what he had accomplished.

“Yes it does look very appetizing and I’m starving.” I said after finally catching my breath and calming down. I then placed my hand on his chin and turned him to look at me. I kissed him tenderly and then he saw the twinkle in my eyes and the grin on my face. “As far as paybacks, lover, you are in for several before we get back to your place.” I winked at him, leaving him to wonder what may be in store for him the rest of the evening.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“Before we get back?” I said, amused by Samantha’s promise of paybacks. Knowing her and my own self only too well, I could only imagine what she had on her mind. But then I knew only too well what I had planned as well. “But now that our dinner has arrived, why don’t we enjoy?”

The waiter had presented our dinners and excused himself politely. As we carved into our meals, we exchanged glances and compliment about the taste and preparation.

“Mmm, this is delicious,” Samantha remarked, her face aglow as she savored the taste of her steak.

“No more than you, my dear,” I replied, again licking the fingers that I had only moments before slipped inside her damp yearning little pussy. The look on her face told me everything that I needed to know. But her look also invited me to touch her again and I reached under the table and let my hand rest upon her knee. I was thankful for the long tablecloth as my hand began to move up along her thigh over the silky stocking that encased her leg. My fingertips tingled at the warmth and soft feel of her inner thigh as they slipped off her stocking and touched her tender skin. Looking around us, I was sure that no one else in the restaurant, except perhaps our waiter, knew that my hand was anywhere but in my lap.

“This is wonderful, Robby,” she said, lifting her wine glass to take a sip. “I’m so glad you brought me here.”

“Good,” I answered, as my fingers reached her pussy again.

Her eyes leveled at me and she smiled. “Paybacks,” she said softly. She set her glass down and both hands fell below the table. Then I felt her hand on my own thigh and reached for the pocket of my slacks. She leaned over close to my ear. “They are a bitch,” she whispered as her fingers edged inside my pocket, reaching for and finding my growing erection. As I carved off a couple of pieces of steak, her fingers curled around my cock and gave it a little squeeze. I knew that she could see me flinch as her stroking touch began to turn me on. I leaned over to her ear and whispered.

“Do you realize that we are in one of the city’s best restaurants and that we are feeling up each other like a pair of over-charged teenagers?” I asked, giving her ear a little lick in the process.

“Oh, yes, Senator,” Sam replied. “And you are going to do what about it?”

“Just this,” I said, rubbing her clit with my middle finger and feeling her thighs grip me tightly again.

Just as I felt her begin to respond, I pulled my hand away from her and attended to my dinner. Yet the touch of her hand upon me drove me to distraction. Even through the thin cloth of my pant’s pocket, her fingers had taken a hold of me she stroked me teasingly.

“What’s the matter?” she asked. “Can dish it out but not take it?”

“Don’t tempt me, Samantha,” I said. “Remember, I don’t play fair.”

”That’s what I’m counting on, Senator,” she teased, her hand giving me another squeeze. “You’re just lucky that I’m so hungry.”

She pulled her hand from my pocket and paid attention to her dinner. Half of the remainder of the meal was spent eating while the other half was spent teasing each other with errant touches and squeezes. From the way my cock remained hard and her pussy remained wet, there was no doubt as to where we would end up. It was only a matter of when.

It wasn’t dinner, or dessert, or during after-dinner drinks, but we both knew where this evening was heading. After settling the bill, we strolled to the door. While we waited for our car to pull up, I took Samantha into my arms and held her close.

“All I can say is that I’m glad you’re here with me,” I admitted. “This is like a dream come true.”

“I’m so happy that it’s me you’re with,” she replied, stepping up to kiss me.

The car arrived and swept us away.

“Where to, buddy?” asked the driver.

“HR-57 on 14th Street,” I replied. “They have a hot jazz band there on Thursdays I understand.”

“Sure thing,” he answered.

“You’ll love this,” I told Samantha. “The Thad Wilson Orchestra is one of the hottest jazz gigs going.”

“Just so long as I can be with you, Honey,” she said.

The way she touched my cheek and kissed me told me things that I had only imagined. Well, maybe I had realized a few in the time we had known each other, but the promise of her kiss could not be denied.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

In the car, I leaned closer to him, kissing him with a zest that gave him an idea of what was going through my mind. I gently ran my fingers through his hair and felt the light shiver of his body against mine. My thigh was pressed up against his and slipping out of my heal, I ran my foot slowly up the inside of his calf while my other hand rested in his lap, only a touch away from my objective.

“Ms. Davis, you do realize we will be there shortly.” He said softly and ran his fingertips lightly against my skin down the V of my neckline. I looked into his eyes seeing the warm glow of his love and affection and my heart soared with love for him.

“Hmmmm, that soon you say?” I whispered in his ear and let my hand now brush over the top of his pants, before letting my fingers lightly grasp his semi erect cock.

“I take it you have no problem with something popping up when we walk in?” He asked and moved his fingers to rub and gently pinch each of my nipples making them hard enough to poke out through the material of my dress. I gasped softly at the same time my hand rubbed and grasped his cock firmly now.

“Not if you don’t Senator.” I teased and gave his earlobe a quick nibble. Our driver then announced that we were here and stopped the car in front of our destination. Robby paid the driver, again giving him a big tip so that he would wait for us. Then after adjusting his pants, Robby got out of the car and held his hand out for me. I reached for it and couldn’t help but notice that he was smiling and his eyes were glued to my breasts.

“I don’t mind looking at those at all babe.” He smiled taking my hand and we walked into the club.

The place was jam packed with people enjoying a good time. It was very dimly lit except for near the musicians who were playing a lively tune. We slowly made our way through the crowd, having to stop now and then to talk with voter who recognized Robby. Finally we found a small round table with two chairs near the back, not far from the bar or the restrooms. We sat down, our chairs close to each other and soon a waitress came up and took our drink orders.

“This is very nice Robby. Thank you for bringing me here.” I said as he put his arm around my shoulders and drew me close to him.

“Yes it is, but I should be thanking you, Samantha. Being here with you like this is the best part.” He replied softly, his hand cupped my chin turning me to face him and he kissed me tenderly.

“You sure know how to sweet talk a woman.” I teased him, smiling. We then waited for our drinks, enjoying the music and being with each other. Since it was dark in the place, every once in awhile I would feel Robby’s hand move down my shoulder and feel his finger nonchalantly brush across my nipple, almost as if making sure it was staying erect. I would look at him with a smile and the only word I spoke was “Paybacks,” to which he would just grin, almost as if in anticipation.

“Would you care to dance?” He asked after our drinks were brought to us and the music had started a new song.

“I’d love to dance with you.” I replied.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

The dance floor was almost an afterthought, but it gave us a chance to move to some of the best big band jazz in town. We joined a few other couples and Samantha slipped easily into my arms. At first we held each other in a formal dance position, but as the dreamy sound of the ballad the orchestra was playing took effect, Samantha moved closer to me and nestled her cheek against my shoulder and rested her hands on my shoulders. My hands dropped down to her waist and alighted on her hips.

It was dark enough as we moved together that I could occasionally sneak a hand up underneath her arms and cup her breast. Each time I did, I felt her press her belly a little more firmly against me, as if making sure that my cock was still hard (which it was). As my hand would glide back down to her hips, I couldn’t resist letting my fingers trace down over the curves of her butt, feeling her firm cheek, naked underneath her dress.

“You’re lucky, Senator,” she said, lifting her head up to face me, after I had given her ass a deft little squeeze.

“And how is that, Samantha?” I asked.

“If there weren’t all these people around, I might just have my way with you right on the dance floor.”

“Well, as you can tell, I’m up for it,” I said, making sure to press my stiffening cock up against her body.

She gazed up at me with such a look of sweet sexual surrender in her eyes. Each minute that we spent on the dance floor, each moment in the restaurant or in the car on the way over, had only increased the desire that we felt for each other. Yet I wasn’t in a hurry to consummate this passion, for I wanted to let it grow until it overflowed.

As the final strains of the song faded away, I drew her close for a kiss and then lead her from the dance floor back to our table. As we took our seats and replenished our drinks, I moved my chair so that I was as close to her as possible, and put my arm around her. My fingers rested lightly near her shoulder, but those of my other hand had other ideas and moved down under the table and sought out her knee. Feeling the warmth of her leg under the sleek silk stocking, I began to move my hand up her leg and under the hem of her dress. She leaned over to whisper in my ear, “Paybacks.”

“So I am hoping, very much,” I said in return, as my fingers slipped off the top of her stocking and headed up along her silky thigh.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“I’m beginning to believe you, Senator. In fact…” I hesitated, leaning over again and this time I reached my arm underneath the tablecloth, using my elbow to prevent him from moving his hand any further up my thigh. “I think you’re actually asking for it.” I said, at the time my hand lightly squeezed the bulge in his pants and I smiled as he sat up straight and inhaled deeply.

“Oh you think so do you?” He said more as a teasing statement than a comment and with little effort he slipped his hand past my elbow, rubbing his fingers up against my warm and moist pussy. My eyes widened and I immediately squirmed in my seat, closing my legs tightly. This only locked his hand in position but gave his fingers room too move.

“Yes and you’re definitely going to get it, Robby.” I said between clenched teeth but smiling. Just then the waitress walked up to our table asking if we needed a refresh on our drinks and while Robby let her know what we wanted, I unzipped his pants and reached inside to feel his very hard cock. He suddenly coughed while talking to the waitress and his hand quickly pulled away from my pussy. I laughed softly at the same time slipping his cock out of his pants.

“Now that was not fair, Samantha. It’s a good thing it’s dark in here and we have a tablecloth or exposing me in public could very well end my career.” He remarked when the waitress left, but I could tell he was enjoying my hand stroking him by the look on his face and the way his hips slowly moved against my hand.

“Yes, it is a good thing about the tablecloth and the napkins as well.” I replied and picked up a napkin to let it drop to the floor. “And I suppose this isn’t fair either.” With that I reached down to pick up the napkin and making sure no one could see me, slipped underneath the table, luckily to be completely covered by the tablecloth.

“What the… Samantha get back up…” He whispered and then felt my hands grasping his cock and my mouth going around it. “Baby we can’t….” He whispered again at the same time not able to resist leaning back slightly in his seat and moving his hips closer to me. I started slowly sucking him into my mouth at the same time caressing him with my hands. “Oh God Sammy…”

“Here’s your drinks sir.” I heard the waitress say and smiling, I let him slip from my mouth only to let my tongue lick around the tip of his cock and flick lightly over it.

“Thank you.” Robby said, letting out a deep sigh of relief and I wondered whom he was actually thanking.

“Senator Holmes, isn’t it? I voted for you. What a nice surprise to see you in here. I’m Dr. Don Clayborne and this is my wife Marie. Do you happen to be here alone or is the nice Ms. Davis with you?” The doctor asked and I couldn’t believe my luck. I smiled and my mouth again went around him, drawing him in even deeper.

“Yes is she with you? We would love to meet her.” Marie Clayborne asked.

“Nice to meet you both. Thank you for your votes. Ms. Davis had something come up…” Robby said, then hesitated only briefly, letting his hand reach beneath the table and press against my head as if to stop me. Of course, I decided to react like he was telling me to continue and I did so in earnest. “ She had to go make a few calls. When she gets back I’ll bring her over to your table and introduce you to her.” He replied to them and although doing his best to keep his composure, I could tell by the sound of his voice he was having some difficulty.

“Thank you, we are sitting over there on the other side of the band. We’ll look for you.” The doctor replied and I heard them walk away. Now I grasped his cock firmly, stroking hard and at the same time sucking him all the way in my mouth, feeling him hitting the back of my throat. His hand, still at my head, now began guiding me in a steady rhythm that he needed.

“Oh god…. Sammy… I’m going to…” He whispered in husky low tone. His hand left my head. I knew he was now clutching the table with both hands while his hips arched and I felt his hot seed spurting into my mouth. I sucked and swallowed, letting him release every drop into my mouth; my only other wish was to have seen the expression on his face at what had just happened. After he finished and I cleaned him up nicely, I slipped his cock into his pants, zipped him up and then came up from beneath the table. His face was still flushed and he was somewhat slumped back in his chair.

“Mmmmm you do taste so good, Senator.” I remarked with a grin, licking my tongue across my lips. I then leaned over and kissed him.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“And you show such good taste, Miss Davis,” I said, receiving Samantha’s kiss wholeheartedly, the taste of my cum still on her lips. “But you should be careful when we are out in public.”

“Oh, and why is that?” she asked in flirty little voice.

“One word,” I said leaning close enough to lick her ear and whisper, “Paybacks.” She smiled and playfully smacked at me with her hand, but I was sure that she could see the glint in my eye that told her that I meant it. Just about that time, the Thad Wilson, the bandleader, announced that they were going to break for a few minutes. I took the opportunity to do a little politicking. “But then while you were um, otherwise occupied, a couple of my constituents came over to say hello, and asked us to join them at their table, and I wouldn’t want to be rude to my voting public.”

“Oh, sure. No problem,” she answered.

“Then let’s go,” I said and stood to take her hand and lead her over to where the Claybourne’s were sitting. I noticed that a few heads turned to watch us pass and knew that it was Samantha who they were watching. She did look fantastic in the dark emerald dress, the curves of her body moving in such lovely circles as we walked together. The Doctor and his wife saw us coming. “Dr. Claybourne, Mrs. Claybourne, I’d like you to meet Samantha Davis,” I said, delighted in the way that she stepped right up to shake their hands and greet them.

“So you are the lovely Miss Davis that we have read so much about,” said the doctor. “Please join us won’t you?”

“Thank you,” I said, holding the chair out for Samantha.

As we sat and began to make conversation, I noticed how at ease Sam was, meeting and chatting so charmingly with the doctor and his wife. Her smile and laugh put everyone at ease immediately. I scooted my chair closer to hers and let my hand fall down upon her leg. As soon as Sam felt my hand touch the silk of her stocking, she clamped her thighs tightly together. But my insistent fingers managed to work their way up along her stocking to where they reached the soft smooth skin of her thigh. She shifted in her chair, but the doctor and his wife weren’t able to see where my hand was headed.

“We were so happy to hear about your happy ending with your daughter,” said Mrs. Claybourne. “I can’t imagine what it was like to have your child taken away in such a way.”

“It was difficult,” Sam said, as my middle finger worked its way up to graze against the damp slit of her pussy. “But with Robert’s help, we were able to work it all out.”

“I’ll bet he’s a real helpful sort,” remarked the doctor with a smile as my finger began to work up into the damp folds of Samantha’s pussy.

“Oh, he’s a real helpful man,” Sam said cutely, her words short and clipped. “He helps me out all the time. Don’t you, honey?”

“Oh, yes. I love seeing to it that Samantha gets what she wants and needs,” I said, working a second finger up inside her as my little finger started to rub lightly against her clit.

“You are so lucky to have a man like Senator Holmes,” said Mrs. Claybourne.

I had managed to work a third finger up inside Samantha and looked over to see her bite her lip to restrain herself as I kept working on her. I could feel her squirm in her chair, squeezing her thighs tightly together, yet unable to politely stop me from having my way with her damp pussy.

“Oh yesss!” Sam exclaimed loudly. A few others glanced over when she called out so loudly. “Robert does quite a handy job of keeping me happy!” she said looking at me with a pointed smile.

“I have a reputation of public service to uphold,” I said with a smile. “And I simply try to do my best.”

“Well I’m sure that you’re quite capable of making things happen, Senator,” remarked Dr. Claybourne.

“I like stirring things up, no doubt about it. Right, Babe?” I said, leaning over toward Samantha to kiss her on the cheek while my fingers twirled around her damp pussy, seeing the look on her face and feeling the tension building within her body.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“That’s an understatement…” I replied at the same time laughing and almost choking. One hand covered my mouth while my other hand squeezed Robby’s thigh, my nails biting in making him glance in my direction, smiling with gritted teeth. I leaned forward in my seat feeling a tight knot in my belly while I squeezed my legs together, feeling any second if he continued I was going to cum right there.

“Are you okay dear?” Mrs. Claybourne asked with concern. “Don maybe she needs your help?”

“Here babe, take a sip of your wine.” Robby said handing me my glass and with his free hand pulled me to him in a hug and patted my back. The fingers of his other hand flicked out across my clit and that was all it took. Sounds erupted from me that were a mixture of coughing and moaning, as I came, unable to remain completely quiet. My body trembled against him and holding me tightly he continued to pat my back. “Try and take a deep breath honey. Better now.” He said softly and with concern at the same time removing his hand from my pussy. He smiled at me, taking a deep breath himself when my hand released the vice like grip on his thigh.

“Much better now.” I replied with my breath still slightly ragged and there was an obvious flush across my face. I took another sip of my wine and tried to compose myself the best I could under the conditions.

“Oh young love.” Dr. Claybourne said with a smile and I now blushed deeply, wondering if he knew what had just happened. With that the band returned and started playing music again.

“Robby, I love this song.” I said grabbing his hand. “Will you excuse us please, but the Senator here owes me another dance.” I teased and we all laughed as Robby and I left their table to go to the dance floor. The song was a rather slow one, my arms went to his shoulders and he embraced me pulling me hard against him.

“Having fun yet Samantha?” He whispered teasingly in my ear and then chuckled.

“I’m having a wonderful time Robby.” I replied letting one hand caress all the way down his back to squeeze the cheeks of his ass. “But I do have one small problem.”

“And what might that be?” He asked, now both of his hands were on the cheeks of my ass pressing me to him where I could feel his growing erection through his pants. I leaned up and kissed his neck softly.

“Considering how much you have been bothering me all night, that if you don’t take me home soon, I might just have to fuck you right here.” I whispered softly in his ear and then brought my lips to his, my kiss letting him know the growing passion he had stirred in me.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“But if you keep kissing me like that, you may have a bigger problem on your hands,” I teased, giving her a little nudge of my hips so that she could feel my hard-on.

“I don’t think it will be on my hands,” she whispered closely in my ear. “Maybe in my mouth … or my pussy … or my ass …”

Samantha crushed her breasts up against my chest and it seemed as if the band was taking forever to finish the song. But we managed to remain polite and moved lightly about the modest little dance floor until the final strains faded away.

Of course on the way out, a couple members of the incoming class of congressmen from our state greeted us, so we stopped and said hello for a few moments. But I could tell by the way Samantha squeezed my hand, that she wanted to leave, and her desire to do so was only matched by my own. We hustled out to our car that was waiting.

“And where to?” asked the driver.

“I think were ready to call it a night,” I said, feeling Samantha snuggle over closely to me. “Take us back to my place, if you will.”

“The long way, or the short?” he asked. “You’ve still got the better part of an hour left on the clock. So if you want to get your money’s worth …”

“The long way, then” I replied. “As long as it’s not too long.”

“No problem, Senator,” he answered, and sped away from the curb.

It wasn’t long before I felt Samantha’s hand on my face, pulling me over for a kiss, a long, deep, wet kiss of passion that sent tingles down my spine.

“Oh, Samantha,” I whispered when we finally broke the kiss. “You look so beautiful tonight.” I fingered the diamond necklace she was wearing, the one that I had bought her so many months before. “And this looks even more beautiful now that you’re wearing it.”

“Oh, Senator,” she said, her fingers curling up over the back of my neck. “Thank you for such a wonderful evening. I can only hope that there will many more of them.”

“There will be, Samantha,” I replied, kissing her again, my tongue working deeply into her mouth.

My fingers let go of the necklace and eased out along her shoulder. I drew them down along the neckline of her dress, and when they reached the surging curve of her breast, I slipped them inside, running them over her taut nipple and moving my palm down to cup her breast. I turned a bit to face her, and moved my other hand up over her other breast and slipped it inside her dress. With both hands I cupped her breasts and worked my fingers on her nipples, feeling her response grow heated.

With her hands on the back of my head, Samantha directed my kisses downward, from her chin and along her neck toward the warm valley below. My hands pulled her dress open so that I could kiss her breasts, caressing them tenderly with my tongue and lips. She leaned back in the seat and let me have my way, kissing and licking and sucking her breasts, gasping loudly when I nibbled on the stiff little nub.

“Oh, god, Robby!” she cried out.

I noticed that her legs had parted and the hem of her dress had ridden a way up her legs, showing off the lacy tops of her stockings. I pulled one hand away from her breast and let it glide along the silky stocking and farther up her thigh until my fingertips reached her pussy.

“Mmm, Samantha,” I whispered after I drew a trail of kisses back up to her mouth. “I love to make love to you!”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“And I love how you make love to me, Robby.” I sighed passionately returning his kiss with one arm pulling him close to me and my other hand lightly teasing up his thigh on top of his pants. Throughout the evening with the heated passion building between us, I knew both of us were anxious to get back to his place.

Within no time, we were riding in the elevator up to Robby’s, embraced in each other’s arms, our bodies pressed tightly together lost in a passion filled kiss. As soon as the elevator stopped, I grabbed his hand pulling him with me as I quickly made my way to his door.

“Jeez Samantha, you really are in a hurry aren’t you?” He teased with a chuckle, but instead of opening the door, he pressed his body against me against the door. “And what possible reason, I wonder, are you so anxious to get inside?” He whispered softly in my ear, gently nibbling as he did so. His fingers teasingly ran down my neck, across my breast, stopping to pinch my nipple before moving down to the hem of my dress. “Is there something inside that you are anxious to get your hands on?” He continued to whisper teasingly while his hand now traveled up under my dress, slowly up my thigh to rub against my very wet pussy.

“Robby if you don’t open this door soon I’ll….” I groaned, the intensity of my passion obvious as one leg lifted sliding up his pant leg and my hips arched towards his hand.

“You’ll do what babe?” He chuckled and then slipped two fingers deep inside me. I gasped, inhaling deeply as my knees went weak and my body collapsing against his.

“Dammit Robby, enough! You’re driving me crazy.” I panted, and then pulled his lips to mine while reaching one hand down to firmly grasp his hard cock through his pants.

“Okay, okay.” He moaned and I felt him reach behind me and unlock the door. As soon as he turned the knob and started to open it, we both just about fell inside. Just as fast the door shut behind us, our hands were on each other everywhere. He quickly lifted my dress off me leaving me with only my heels and stockings on. My hands immediately unzipped his pants, quickly pulling them along with his briefs down and off at the same time he quickly stripped out of his shirt.

“God I love you so much Robby!” I said passionately as I stood back up and fell into his arms, the warmth of his naked body against mine making me tremble with desire.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“I love you too, Samantha,” I replied, feeling the passion quivering through her body as we held tightly to each other. I pushed forward toward her, lifting her butt up onto the shallow little table I had placed beside the door. I slowly worked my kissed down along her body, dropping down to my knees in the process. She parted her legs as I sank between them, opening up her sweet moist pussy for me.

I could hardly wait to sink my tongue into the depths of her warm eager sex, licking her up and down frantically, looping around and around her clit several times then sweeping back down along her slit. I pulled the outer folds of her pussy open to reveal the dark pink inside that was nearly dripping with arousal. I began to work my tongue in and out of her, kissing and licking her soft tender and sensitive lips.

Samantha wove her fingers into my hair, pulling me against her as I brought my tongue up to work on her clit. While I lapped at her clit, I easily slipped a couple of fingers inside her and twisted them back and forth feeling her rotate her hips in response to my touch. She threw a stockinged leg over my shoulder to help pull me closer.

“Oh, god, Robby! You’re making me cum again, Honey!” she cried out.

As I felt her near her peak, I sucked her clit up into my mouth, gently teasing the hard little nub with the tip of my tongue. I could feel the wriggling urgent motion of her body as she surrendered to the pleasurable sensations I was trying to create. I looked up and saw how she had leaned back against the wall, her eyes closed, her mouth open, her breasts heaving with every breath, the diamond necklace gleaming about her neck.

“Oh, fuck!” she screamed as her hips bucked against me wildly. “Oh, fuck, Robby! Uhh … oh … oh … oh!”

As she came so tremendously, Samantha fell forward and collapsed on top of me. I fell backward onto the plush rug in the foyer and she lay on top of me, kissing me with a mad passion she had never before displayed. Her body was trembling and shaking as she gripped me firmly and held to me tightly.

As she began to compose herself, her kisses began to wander down from my mouth and over my chest. She kissed my nipples and nipped at them. She dragged her hot tongue over my chest and stomach. As she ran it down and circled around my stiff cock laying on my belly, she looked up at me and smiled.

“It’s payback time, Senator,” she hissed. “Better buckle your seatbelt cause it’s gonna be a wild ride!”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

I shifted my body, making sure my breasts slid across his chest and down his hips as I moved while my hand grasped the base of his cock. With my tongue, I slowly licked up and down his shaft, circling and flicking my tongue teasingly across the tip, now and then blowing warm air across his cock, smiling with excitement when I saw it flinch each time I did.

“Oh Sammy.” He whispered while his hand ran through my hair and across my neck. I lay against him with my legs straddling one of his, being able to feel the warmth of his skin against my moist pussy. I ran my tongue again up and down his shaft and then licked lightly over his balls and underneath them. I could feel him tremble and heard his soft gasp as I sucked one into my mouth, letting my tongue lick and taste all of it.

“Mmmmm, you taste so good lover.” I murmured, letting his sack slip from my mouth and then taking the other one into my mouth doing the same.

“Oh God Samantha!” He groaned and arched his hips. I again began licking all around and underneath his balls and nipping now and then the cheeks of his ass. My mouth opened and I slowly engulfed his cock, letting it slip gently across my teeth and down my tongue. I felt him pressing me closer to his anxious cock as hips began to arch against me.

I took him in and out of my mouth with my tongue licking and tasting him, I felt him trembling and the pressure of his hand pressing me down more and more. Picking up the tempo, I started sucking and licking his cock hungrily, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he had me. With my hand grasping him firmly and moving in the same rhythm as my mouth, my other hand began caressing his balls, my fingers dipping between the cheeks of his ass now and then making him tremble even more. At the same time, I was rubbing and pressing my anxious pussy against his leg.

“Oh god Robby, I want to feel you inside me!” I moaned, finally letting him slip from my mouth. I could tell I was bringing him close to the edge and not wanting to push him over yet, I sat up facing him. The look of intense pleasure on his face told me he was as anxious as I was. I straddled him, rubbing his cock against my very wet slit and then pressed down slowly, gasping with pleasure as I felt him entering me.

“And damn, you feel so good inside!” He replied in a husky voice and his hands began playing and teasing my nipples. I arched, pushing out my breasts towards him and reaching my hands behind me to grip the tops of his thighs, I started riding his cock slowly at first. His hips bucked up and down, meeting me and I could feel the passion steadily building between both of us.

“Oh yes… you feel so good… I love fucking you Robby!” I moaned, feeling my pussy trembling around his cock as I rode harder and faster.

“Yes… Oh god yes…Fuck me baby, fuck me hard!” He groaned. I then cried out when I felt his fingers rub against my clit, making my body shake again, another orgasm overwhelming me. My legs clamped tightly against his hips, my pussy gripped and pulsed around his hard cock as I continued riding him. His hands then went to my hips, bouncing me up and down, making my body slap against his and feeling him deep inside me.

“Oh lover!” I moaned, feeling waves of pleasure continue to rush through me.

“I want to feel more of you baby. I want you to feel all of me.” He whispered, the passion in his voice obvious. He lifted my hips up and off him to turn me around, pushing me forward on my hands and knees, at the same time kneeling up behind me.

“Yes lover, I want to feel all of you, everywhere, all over.” I responded intensely, spreading my legs and pressing back against him.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

I held my cock and rubbed the head up and down the length of her slit, being sure to rub the tip on her clit, which brought a moan of pleasure from her lips. I wasted no time finding her sweet wet opening and eased my cock inside her. After a couple of long slow strokes we began to move urgently together, savoring the incredible sensation of the deep penetration we were able to achieve. I felt every inch of me working inside her, burying myself deep within her.

Samantha eagerly rocked back and forth on her hands and knees, the feelings produced each time bringing a sigh or moan from her. I could feel her tighten her pussy around me, gripping me harder and harder, sending a series of tingling rushes through my body. Our lovemaking became more intense with each moment, each stroke taking us to a new height of pleasure. Each time I thrust into her, my balls would slap against her clit and I could feel her dampness spread onto me.

Finally, she came again, so hard that she collapsed onto her belly on the thick rug. I followed on top of her, humping furiously. My arms reached around her shoulders, holding her tightly as I ground my belly against the firm cheeks of her ass. As I felt her body quiver and shake repeatedly, I began to slow down, yet still worked every inch of my cock back and forth. Her mouth was near where I had grabbed onto her shoulder and she bit down hard on my finger.

“Oh, damn, Robby!” she cried out, suddenly realizing what she had done. “I’m sorry, Honey.”

“That’s all right,” I said, shaking off her nip of passion.

“But that looks like it might bleed,” she said, sounding concerned.

I slowly pulled my cock from her pussy and we sat together on the rug so that she could check out my hand.

“Let’s run some cold water on that, okay?” she asked, taking me by the hand and leading me to the bathroom. She chuckled as she dunked my fingers under the cold spray. “I can’t believe that I lost control like that. I never do that kind of thing.”

“Well, if it’s any consolation, I was on another planet myself,” I admitted.

She held my hand up and checked it over carefully. “Kiss it to make it better?” she asked playfully.

“Your kisses always make things better,” I said as she brushed her lips on my fingers, her tongue washing over them, warming them up.

“Is that so?” she said, reaching down to lightly finger my cock, still slick and stiff. “I don’t know how they could possibly make this old thing of yours any better, especially the way you use it.”

And with that she sank to her knees again, her tongue darting out to lick the shaft of my swollen cock up and down. She kissed the underside and then opened her mouth to suck the head inside. I felt her hum as she sucked it deeper and deeper into her mouth. I forgot all about the minor pain of her nibble on my fingers as she began to bob her head up and down.

“Oh, god, Sam, your kisses make everything feel better,” I groaned.

She drew her head up and looked up at me. Her hands continued to stroke my hard slickened cock. “So are you going to cum for me Senator?” she asked wickedly. “On my tits? My mouth? My Belly? My ass?”

“So many options,” I said, my mind whirling from the sensations that were reverberating through my body from my cock. I reached and pulled her up to her feet. Her hands were still plying their magic on my cock. “You know what?”

“What’s that?” she asked expectantly.

“I want to cum …” I said slowly, teasingly. “I want to cum … in your pussy.”

Samantha smiled warmly as I pressed forward against her. We began this dance from the bathroom into the bedroom. If was as if she were pulling me by the cock as hard as I was trying to press up against her. We collapsed onto the bed and I scooted up between her legs spread open for me. She directed me directly to her waiting pussy and let me mount her, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and her legs up around my hips.

“Fuck me, Robby!” she called out to me. “Fuck me till you cum in my pussy!”

And I did. There was nothing sweet or tender or shy about this. I felt as if every bit of the raw deep passion and desire that we had for each other had boiled over into this strong intense breathtaking act. There was nothing else that mattered except the feeling of her hot wet pussy gripping my long stiff cock as we worked together. Our breathing grew fast as our feelings mounted and our climax built. And with the way the she moved her body beneath me, I felt my body respond.

“Sam, I’m going to come!” I called out, as I felt my sexual tension reach its peak.

“Oh, yes, Honey!” she screamed, her motions becoming almost frantic. “Cum for me Honey! Cum for me!”

As she writhed and wriggled beneath me, I felt my body explode inside her, my cum shooting deep into her body. Each eruption felt so intense, that my body shook and my voice cried out with animal-like passion, until we both collapsed in a shuddering, shaking, sweating heap.

“Oh, god, Samantha,” I said, my voice cracking as I held her tightly. “Damn, you sure made that one better!”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“And you Senator have made me a lot better.” I whispered in his ear as I pressed my body up close to him. “In fact, you’ve actually exhausted me.” I said with a soft giggle and then brushed my lips across his.

“Exhausted YOU! No way!” He chuckled wrapping his arms around me and embraced me tightly as we both laughed. “On the other hand, you have definitely worn out one Senator tonight.”

“Surely not you.” I giggled again leaning up and running my hand gently across his face, brushing the hair from his eyes. I smile and my eyes softened as I gazed into his eyes. “Worn out or not Robby, just being in your arms like this is enough to make me happy.”

“Is that so? You mean if I just hold you and never touch you here…” He chuckled and he ran his hand across my breast making me giggle by his tickling touch. “Or if I never touch you here….” He said doing the same thing with my other breast and I squirmed in his arms giggling. “Or how about touching this or this even?” He laughed harder now while his hand first tickled between my legs and then squeezed the cheeks of my ass.

“Okay, okay. I admit it. I would miss those touches.” I said still giggling as he tickled me even more. Finally I reached down and grasped his cock. “And I would definitely miss the feel of this too, Robert.”

“Baby, the affect you have on that, I don’t think you could stop it from touching you no matter how worn out either of us were.” He replied smiling and kissed me, hugging me to him tightly. “I love you Samantha, and I’m happy holding you in my arms like this too. But let’s hope we never have to stop enjoying all the others things as well.”

“I love you to Robby, very much.” I whispered softly and gave him a tender kiss. I could see the love he felt in his eyes, just as he could see mine. My body felt warm all over inside and out against his and I slipped down resting my head on his chest with his arms holding me to him. Beginning to completely relax, happy and content in his arms, my eyes closed and I sighed. “One of the best things about right now Robby, is knowing I’ll wake up still in your arms.”

“Yes baby, that is one of the best parts.” He said softly. I heard him yawn as he reached up and pulled the covers over us. He kissed the top of my head softly, and then softly squeezed my ass. “Of course being able to do this whenever I want during the night or in the morning is another good part.” He whispered teasingly in my ear.

“You are incorrigible and I love you for it, but go to sleep now Robby.” I giggled.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

The air in the rooms of the castle was chill as the winds of fall were blowing … but the crackling flames in the huge stone fireplace are warming the hearth as I make ready … the wine is poured and the plush furs laid out over the cold stone floor … the candles are adjusted … my weapon is removed and lay nearby … adjusting my tunic and breeches, I wait for the Lady … soon enough, a gossamer figure appears on the stairs … it descends slowly, the light from the candelabra soon revealing it as the Lady of the manor, dressed in layers of sheer silken fabrics … taking the candelabra from her and setting it on a table, I escort her to the chair nearest the fire … her dark eyes glistening in the candlelight, her long silky dark hair makes a shimmering descent down over her shoulders … she seats herself most lady-like in the chair and I hand her a jeweled goblet … taking just a sip, she sets it aside and reaches her hand out toward me as I stand close by … long slender fingers touching my thigh, moving up under the hem of my tunic, curling around my stiffening manhood … “This is all very nice, M’Lord, but it is something else for which I have asked you to visit me” … her fingers curl around my growing member, and she leans toward me, her ruby lips parting, the gossamer fabric of her gown disappearing in the heat of the fire and our passion …

I stirred and felt such great warmth beside me. Fitting within the bend of my frame, Samantha lay next to me, our bodies perfectly spooned together. The round cheeks of her ass were pressed back against my belly; her arm was pulling my own down around her, holding it tightly between her breasts. With the scent of her hair filling my senses, I pressed up snuggly behind her, feeling my cock grow firm as it extended up between her legs.

I could see the early dawning rays of sunlight streaming in through the curtains. It was maybe seven o’clock or so and we had nothing better to do than figure out what we might want to do with this apartment. Although it was nominally my place, I wanted her to be comfortable here, enough so that she would come and stay often. But as my cock grew long and stiff and the head snaked up between her thighs closer to the heat and dampness of her pussy, thoughts of redecoration were pushed to the back of my mind.

Even though in her sleep Samantha held my arm to her I managed to maneuver my hand down to cup her breast that was pressed into the bed sheet and feel her nipple begin to stiffen. I slipped my hand up to her other breast and found that one already taut. As I rolled the tip between my thumb and forefinger, I felt her stir a little, a soft moan arising from deep within her.

Slowly and gently I began to work my hips back and forth and my cock was soon rubbing against the warm damp folds of her pussy. I eased my hand down over her body and brought the head of my cock to bear on her clit. Samantha moaned again and spread her legs slightly. Her hand joined mine and pushed the head of my cock down to the opening of her pussy. She gasped when I pushed myself inside her and she pulled my hand back up to her breast. I needed no further invitation to play with her breasts and she rolled back slightly to give me full access to both of them.

“Oh, Robby, Honey,” she sighed. “Wake me up, Baby. Wake me up real good.”

I worked my cock in and out of her, picking up speed and force with each stroke. As the passion of our lovemaking grew, we kicked the bed covers down and began to move against each other. My free hand waltzed over her chest from one breast to the other, cupping them, teasing her nipples, pinching and tugging on them lightly. I could feel her hand drift down to finger herself while her pussy and my cock worked together slowly building toward our desired climax.

She rolled over onto her stomach, pulling me with her. As she spread her legs and began to push up against me, we rose up from the bed, she on her hands and knees while knelt behind her, pumping her sweet pussy firmly. She pushed up further from the bed and reached up to grab the headboard as she rocked back and forth on her knees. We spent several wonderful moments finding the sweet stroke that made the most of her pulls and my pushes.

After a few minutes, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her back with me as I laid down on my back. With her back to me she straddled me and began to ride up and down. I couldn’t believe the fantastic view of her ass bouncing up and down on my belly as my cock disappeared up inside of her. Samantha tossed her head back and forth, her dark hair spilling all about her shoulders as she rose and fell upon me again and again.

She suddenly pulled up and off of me, but spun around quickly to face me and stuffed my cock back up in her pussy. Placing her hands on my shoulders she began to ride me again, grinding her hips frantically. As her moans grew louder and more intense, I rolled over so that I could be on top and began to thrust madly. She lay back and spread her legs and surrendered to the wild passion flowing between us.

I pushed up from the bed so that all that touched her was my cock plunging deeply into her. She reached up and grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down to her, wrapping her arms and legs up around me, holding me tightly as her body writhed and wriggled uncontrollably. We rolled over and back again several times, each one of us taking turns at building our passion to a new level.

Finally, as I felt her body quiver and shake in the throes of a crazy orgasm, I felt my own approach quickly. Within a few moments, I felt my cum begin its hot fast ride from inside me. I decided to pull out and knelt between her spread legs. Her hands reached down and joined mine and we stroked my cock until my cum began to spurt out, shooting out onto her belly, her stomach, up to her breasts and neck, then slow until it was completely spent, and I fell down upon her, my body trembling and my breath coming short and fast. Samantha hugged me and kissed my cheek and neck and teased my ear with her tongue.

“I’m going to need steak and eggs for breakfast if you want me to keep this up,” I remarked, feeling the sweat from my body drip onto hers and mingle with my cum.

“Well as long as you can keep it up, you can wake me up like this anytime,” she laughed, her own body trembling in the afterglow of our lovemaking.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

My heart was pounding as I tried to catch my breath, and a warm flush trembled through my body, lying here with my arms around him. I couldn’t help but plant small kisses over his cheek, neck, his ear; the love I felt for him overwhelming me especially after each time we made love. I looked up into his eyes seeing that soft glow and smile that I had so come to love and it tugged at my heart as it always did. He leaned down and kissed me while he slipped off my body to lie beside me.

“Uhmm… Sammy.” He remarked with a grin on his face and I felt his hand run all the way from my breast down to my moist pussy. “I think we have a mess here.”

“Oh you think so?” I replied with a soft giggle. I reached out for his hand pulling it to me and then licked and softly sucked each of his fingers. “Mmmm, but what a deliciously tasting mess, Robby.”

“Oh baby, you keep doing things like that and we may never get out of this bed.” He said obviously excited.

“What things are those, lover?” I remarked innocently with a twinkle in my eye. I then pushed him back against the bed with my body on top of his until again I was sitting up straddling him. “I was just trying to help clean up the mess.” I said looking at him with a playful teasing grin and took his hand pressing it against my pussy then guiding it up my body where all the traces of his cum were dripping down now that I was sitting. Again I brought his fingers to my mouth, licking and sucking them.

“Clean up hell, I know exactly what you’re trying to do and it’s working too.” He said with a low chuckle. He quickly sat up pulling me to him and before I knew it, he had scooped me off him, one hand at my back and the other under my ass, picking me up as he stood up off the bed. “And before this goes any further, it’s shower time and then breakfast. I may be a man, one obviously aroused by you very easily, but I’m also human and I do need rest and food now and then.” He teased as he carried me to the shower and then set me down so that he could turn on the water and adjust the temperature.

“Mmmmm, well I suppose you’re right, guess a cold shower might be in order before breakfast though, considering the certain developments rising right now.” I giggled leaning against him and running my hand all the way down his chest and across his semi erection.

“Samantha if you keep this up, I’m going to….” He replied with a deep tone, teasing me with his threats. Within a second after checking the water temperature, he spun me around, slapped my ass playfully and then gently pushed me into the shower, following right behind me.

We continued laughing and playfully teasing each other throughout the rest of the morning, totally enjoying being together. After showering, dressing and breakfast, we looked over the color samples for carpet and paint that he had picked up, having decided we needed to start there first. It didn’t take long for either of us to completely agree on which carpet we liked, especially considering we spent a lot of time rolling around on it. We picked out a very thick plush soft colored gray carpet and Robby called making the arrangements for later during the week to have the installers come and take out the old one and lay the new one down.

Next was painting, as we wanted to have that done before the carpet was laid. It was wonderful how we both agreed on our visions for how we saw his new place. After going over several different color schemes we decided on several different light shades of blue and gray for the various rooms, white paint in the kitchen along with white accents in other rooms where needed. Once we made our decisions, we went to pick up the paint and all the supplies we needed to get the job done.

“This is going to look great when we get it done. I’m so glad you came and we can do this together.” He said when we returned home.

“I am too Robby. I can’t wait to see it when it’s all finished.” I replied, helping him move things and lay down plastic so that we could begin painting. “I just thought of something though honey. I didn’t bring any old clothes to paint in. Guess I’m going to just have to do it naked.” I giggled.

“Not that I wouldn’t enjoy that Sammy, but we both know we would never get the painting done then. Let’s go see what I have that might work for you. I’m sure I have some old shirt you could wear, but pants or shorts might be a problem.” He remarked with a grin. I followed him to his closet and it wasn’t long before he handed me a black and red flannel shirt and a pair of sweatpants that I might be able to wear possibly with a belt to hold them up.

The phone rang just then so while he went to answer it, I stripped down to just my black panties, put on the shirt and rolled up the sleeves to just below my elbows. I grabbed the sweat pants but before I put them on, I glanced in the mirror and I had to smile at what I saw and the thoughts running through my head. The shirt hung down almost to my knees covering me up for the most part and without another thought I hung the sweatpants back up, left several of the top buttons undone and went out to the smaller bedroom that we had decided to start painting in. While Robby was in the other room on the phone, I got the paint ready and decided to go ahead and start painting.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

It was surprising how good it felt to be like a real couple, sharing a shower and breakfast, deciding on paint and carpet, and getting ready to paint. But then we were a couple now and I liked the idea. I even mentioned something to Johnny, my chief of staff, while we were on the phone.

“Sounding pretty domestic, old boy,” he chided me. “Next thing I know you’ll be telling me about decorating the nursery.”

“Not a chance, man,” I retorted.

“That’s what they all say,” he laughed.

After finishing the phone conversation with him, I went to my bedroom and changed into an old worn pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. Samantha had already at work cutting in around the window and doors and baseboard. I smiled upon seeing that she had put on the old flannel shirt but not the old sweat pants that I had given her to wear. Not that I minded at all the sight of her bare legs or the teasing glimpse of cleavage that she flashed me from time. There was something very erotic about seeing her wearing an old shirt of mine. But we had a lot to do, so I tried to put those thoughts out of my mind and set about rolling the paint onto the walls. As I worked around the room, it was inevitable that we would bump into each other.

“Well, excuse me,” I said with a laugh.

“Apology accepted,” she answered.

I leaned forward to kiss her lightly and noticed that a blob of paint had fallen onto her chest just below her neck. I grabbed the damp rag from my pocket and dabbed at the offending drop of paint, making sure that my palm grazed over her breast. I wasn’t surprised to notice that she hadn’t worn a bra, since I could feel her stiff little nipple through the soft flannel.

Continuing to paint, I began to notice how she would bend over to reach her brush into the paint bucket she was working from, particularly if she knew I was looking her way. The tail of the shirt would rise up her legs teasingly, providing a great glimpse of her thighs and the lower curves of her ass. One time when I glanced over as she bent down, I could see the little sliver of black silk that covered her pussy.

I tried hard to concentrate on rolling the paint out, but every once in a while I caught myself stealing a little look at her. It was particularly difficult to concentrate once she had finished around the window and doors and got down on her hands and knees and began to trim around the baseboard. The tail of my old flannel shirt rode up showing off her gorgeous little ass, covered only by the tiny strip of her black silk thong. She turned quickly around, perhaps aware of my lingering glance.

“So what’s your problem?” she asked pertly. “Got nose trouble?”

“No, just um … checking out your work there. Very nice job you’re doing there,” I remarked still savoring the look of her mound clearly visible through the parting of her legs.

“Good, cause I wouldn’t want you to waste your time checking out my ass or anything like that,” she teased. “We’ve got too much to do before we can stop.”

“I know,” I said sadly. “You’re right.”

We soon finished the small bedroom and shifted to the next one. As we stood by the sink rinsing out our brushes, I couldn’t resist stealing a glance down the dark valley between her lovely round breasts. She glanced down as well then looked over at me.

“So do I have to button up or something?” she asked. “I don’t want to distract you.”

“Hmm, distracting isn’t the problem,” I said, feeling the lump that was growing inside my tight old jeans.

“Well, don’t get any ideas, Mister,” she went on. “We have to finish this next room.”

“Yes, ma’m,” I said with a mock salute.

Although the second room was larger, it had a second window and not that much more wall space. Our work went just about the same way. It seemed that it would take her just about as much time to do the trim as it did for me to roll the walls out. But this time we did a few extra moments for a quick kiss or two and a little squeeze of her ass or mine. As we reached the final bit of work, I noticed that Samantha was wiggling her ass a little more when she knew I was watching. And once as I was putting more paint on the roller, she was on her hands and knees facing me and made sure to move in such a way that I could easily see down the ample gap in the baggy old shirt. I could feel the lump in my pants grow more, almost to the point of being painful.

“What’s the matter, honey?” she asked. “You look distressed.”

“No, I’m fine,” I lied.

“Oh, poor baby,” she teased, moving over closer to me, still on her hands and knees. “Are you having a hard time painting with me?”

“Hell no,” I protested.

“I think somebody’s fibbing,” she said, running her hands up the legs of my jeans as she came to a kneeling position in front of me. “I think someone is having a very hard time of it. In fact so hard that he had better finish up before I have to finish him up.”

“Oh, god, Samantha,” I laughed. “You don’t ever stop, do you?”

"I get that from you," she chuckled devilishly and went back to finish up. After I had finished and looked over my part of the work, I noticed that she was walking around the room with her brush, dabbing here and there to fill in a bare spot or touch up a drip or run. The look of her standing there, brush in one hand, the other hand on her hip, was so sexy. I set down the roller on the pan and stepped up beside her.

“Missed a spot,” I said, pointing to a place fairly high around the nearby window. As she reached up to dab at it, I slipped my hand down to her ass to give it a little squeeze.

“You think that you can just feel up my ass anytime you want to?” she asked.

“Yes, I do,” I replied.

“Good,” she said.

“Missed another one, Babe,” I said pointing another minor little flaw. When she went to touch that one up, my hand moved up under the shirt, over the smooth round curves of her butt, my fingers reaching down between her legs.

“You’re making this harder than it needs to be, you know,” she said, distractedly.

“No, you’re the one making it hard,” I said, taking the brush from her hand and setting it down near the roller pan. I then began to unbutton the remaining buttons on the shirt. “You’re the one making it very hard.”

“Are you sure we’re finished in here?” she asked.

“Well, I wouldn’t start a second thing, unless I had finished the first,” I said opening up the shirt and reaching my paint splattered hands inside and around her, pulling her toward me.

“Mmm,” she moaned as her belly pressed up against my crotch. “I see what you mean about hard.”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

I loved the feeling of his warm hands against my back as he held me to him and even more, the way his erection felt pressing against my belly through his jeans. I slipped my hands underneath his t-shirt running my fingertips across his chest. I felt him tremble, making me wiggle in his arms to feel his cock pressing harder against me.

“Hard and maybe needing a bit of fresh air about now. Seems to be getting a bit warm in here, don’t you think?” He said and I grinned seeing the expression on his face. I knew he had to be getting somewhat uncomfortable, but I couldn’t resist teasing him just a little more.

“But Robby, it’s a bit drafty out here, we wouldn’t want anything catching cold. Here let’s take your shirt off if you are feeling a bit warm.” I teased and started to lift his shirt off. He leaned down some and brought his arms up helping me remove his shirt, and the look in his eyes and seeing the tightness in his jeans let me know of his growing anxiety. “Now isn’t that better, honey?”

“No babe, this is better!” He said with a slight frustrating tone. He quickly undid his buckle and unzipped his pants, then took my hand placing it against his cock. “Yes, much better.”

“I see what you mean, now. I am surprised you were able to keep that monster locked up for as long as you have.” I teased, smiling at him. I placed my hands on the sides of his jeans and slipped them inside grabbing both his jeans and boxers. I then quickly pulled them down to his ankles, kneeling down as I did. “Although I like this much better.” Leaving his pants around his ankles my hands came up, grasping his cock between them and my mouth went around the tip with my tongue licking it slowly all around.

“Ahhhhh, I KNOW I like this much better.” He replied with a low raucous voice. His hands went to my head, combing through my hair at the same time urging me to continue what I had started.

“Mmmmm, and to think I had to wait all day for this.” I said slipping him from my mouth while my hands continued to rub and caress his cock and between his legs.

“Quit talking Sammy, your wait is over.” He growled with a tease and pressed my head to him, my mouth sucking him in as he did. As I licked and sucked hungrily, I slid my hands around to cup the cheeks of his ass pressing him to me even harder. I could feel his muscles tightening underneath my hands and heard his soft gasps of pleasure as I continually took him in faster and deeper.

“Oh baby.” He moaned and then surprised me by drawing away from me, his cock slipping from my mouth. “I can’t wait any longer. I want you right now.” With that he was kneeling in front of me and as quickly as he pushed the shirt off my shoulders, his mouth was licking and sucking hungrily at my nipple. I gasped, arching my back with one hand wrapped in his head pressing him to me and my other hand stroking him.

“God Robby, I’ve wanted you all day!” I said with my voice low and urging. I moaned again when he lightly bit my nipple at the same time I felt his hand slip inside my thong and rub against my wet pussy, several fingers slipping up inside me.

“Mmmmm!” Was all he said and after several strokes with his finger, he turned me around urgently. His lips and tongue kissed my neck, shoulder and down my back, while his hands caressed up my thighs and over the cheeks of my ass. Chills were going up and down my spine while my pussy tingled with anticipation as I pressed back against his exploring hands.

“Now Robby, now. I want you now!” I moaned in eagerness. I anxiously leaned over a nearby box in the room, spreading my knees and giving him a very suggestive view of my thong covered mound as well as the strip of material that ran between the cheeks of my ass.

“Oh damn, babe, you have no idea how hard it was all day try to resist your beautiful ass.” He said instantly clutching the sides of my thong and pulling them down to my knees. With his hand on his cock I felt him rub the tip it up and down against my slit.

“I know exactly how hard it was, now show me what you’ve wanted to do all day.” With my growing excitement turning to lustful impatience to feel him inside me, I arched my back and thrust my ass back against him, forcing him to enter me fast and deep. We both moaned, the feelings now racing through us from the built up anticipation during our painting experience from all the teasing and playing done, bringing us to a highly aroused state.

His hands were on my hips, urgently pulling me back as we thrust together, his cock plunging hard into the depths of my pussy. His arm came up and under my breasts, pulling me up so that my back was against his chest while his other hand pressed hard against my clit. I reached back around his neck bringing his head down and our lips crushed against each other, our tongues hungrily searching out the others. Soon both of us were giving into our needs and passions, fucking fiercely, until both of our bodies were trembling, the scent of sex filling the room and bringing us to an explosive orgasm.

We collapsed on the floor in each other’s arms with his cock still deep inside me, while both of us were panting and out of breath. He held me tightly against him, both our hearts still beating rapidly as we lay silently, trying to regain some composure.

“Damn Robby, you really do know how to drive my crazy.” I finally whispered.

“No, I think you have it confused and it’s the other way around Samantha.” He whispered, still trying to catch his breath.

“Then I guess we are just going to have to live with the fact that we both drive each other crazy.” I teased and turned around to face him, his cock now slipping from the warmth of my pussy. I smiled at him and brushed my lips against his. I then heard a low growling noise and laughed. “Why does it not surprise me that you’re hungry again?”

“Hey can I help it if you are continually making me work up an appetite? Besides, being so busy, it is a little past the dinner hour.” He said smiling at me as he ran his hand through my hair, his other arm still holding me to him.

“Yes, we HAVE been busy.” I giggled. “And since we are rather scruffy looking to go out and a little late to think about cooking, how about if you order us some pizza and we have an indoor picnic? What do you say to that, Senator? Just the two of us tonight, pizza, relaxing in your living room, or is that a little too domestic for you?” I asked, teasing him.