Primary Ambitions

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

After 2 a.m. …
I lay on my back for the longest while, Samantha’s sleepy body nestled closely beside mine. I may have even fallen asleep for a few minutes but stirred drowsily, a million thoughts still flying through my head. The deep feeling of contentment still resided inside me, and the afterglow of our lovemaking was still burning bright. Yet there were all these contrary and contradictory thoughts buzzing about. State Senator Robert Holmes, candidate for U.S. Senate, the decorated war veteran, the man of the people, the straight shooter, the family man, lying here beside his lover, yes his beautiful young lover, a woman few men would deny. Why at this point in my career, just when the goal was in sight, had she come along?

I well knew how I had come to be here. I remembered the many nights I had joined my wife in bed, my heart full of passion and desire only to be given a cold shoulder or a frigid stare, or worse yet, had been told the chilly stinging words of rejection? I could never forget the times she had told me that she didn’t like the way I kissed her or touched her, and that she had never liked sex all that much anyway. Over the following weeks I had come to the conclusion that that part of my life was over, that I would throw all my effort and re-direct this inner passion into my work, try harder to help the working woman and man, the taxpayer, the homeowner, the employer of first choice, and the downtrodden soul who needed a break. Those people would reap the benefit of my passion and hard work.

And as the years went along and the legislative committee assignments increased and improved, it had made the effort all seem worthwhile. I had been so busy that the thought of and need for seeking my own pleasure had vanished from my mind and body. Yet, within the passing of a few days’ time, this vibrant dynamic beautiful young woman had come into my life, had stirred up those senses of need and want, and my deferred desires came flooding back, increased ten-fold, and I was torn between what I wanted and what I needed to do.

On a moral level, being with Samantha, naked and desirous like this was dead wrong. In a political sense it was potentially disastrous. If word of an affair leaked out, even with such a wide lead in the polls, the campaign for which so many had worked so hard would be sunk. Once the electorate caught wind, any dreams of holding office in Washington D.C. would be blown away and my political career would be limited to some inconsequential county office at best. I hadn’t worked so hard for so long putting together a successful staff only to wind up working in some backwater office of an appointed party flunky.

Yet as I held Samantha close to my body, her warmth, her drive, her passion, her sense of duty and privilege, and yes, her warm beauty, and the scent of her spent body curled up against mine, made all of those reservations seem meaningless. I had worked for all of these years to make something of myself, and yet here I was ready to throw it all away for these moments of unparalleled passion.

Slowly I eased away from her, slipped from the bed, and stole over to the patio door. The night air was still warm and flowed freely over my naked body as I stepped outside. I leaned on the railing and looked out. The fields were still and quiet and the sky so clear that every star could be counted. Which one was my lucky star, the one to wish upon for what I wanted to come true? I had to laugh at myself at that thought and dropped my head down and shook it. Is this the kind of fool I really am? There were no answers out here on this beautiful night, and as I glanced back into her room and saw her stirring beneath the covers, there were no answers in the warmth and comfort of her bed.

Somewhere out there was an answer, perhaps one that I didn’t especially want to hear. I looked back out into the unfathomable distance, into that gray area between the rolling hills and sky, and was lost for many minutes in my sleepless thoughts. And then I felt her soft hand on my bare shoulder and her warm body press up against my back.

“What’s the matter? Couldn’t sleep?” she asked, her voice hazy and sleepy.

I turned around toward her and we slipped into a warm embrace, her soft cheek pressing into my chest.

”Come back to bed, Robby,” she said softly. “We need to get an early start tomorrow.”

She took my hand and led me back inside. Joining her beneath the covers, I felt that inner flame rekindled, and great joy at the prospect that I had at last found the woman who could embrace it and enjoy it and cherish it. How I would be able to keep her while maintaining every thing else in my life in balance escaped me. The warmth of her body settled in and soon I was lost in a deep sleep full of luscious dreams.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

I stirred in my sleep with the back of my body close against his chest, his arm resting across my waist, and I smiled feeling a warmth come over me with him there. I finally opened my eyes and looked at the clock on my nightstand and it was already 7:00 and the kids would be arriving by 8:00. That didn’t leave much time to shower and get ready to meet them. I turned around in his arms and kissed him softly on the lips, trailing more soft kisses up to his ear.

“Time to wake up sleepy head.” I whispered in his ear. I saw him stir some and try to focus on where he was. Once I saw his eyes open and he smiled, pulling me to him I kissed him again. “We only have time for a quick shower, and then we have to go meet the kids. So no playing in there, just washing. ” I laughed and got off the bed grabbing his hand leading him to the shower.

After getting the temperature right I stood under the steamy water and I saw the grin on his face as he stepped in and brought me to him. It was obvious we both woke up our emotions still stirred from the previous night. My arms went around his neck and the water poured over us as we kissed passionately. I felt his hands running down my back and over my ass pressing me close to him. I murmured softly, then stepped away and soaped the washcloth handing him another cloth.

“Just washing, I said.” My tone was light and there was a mischievous grin on my face. I started rubbing the cloth over my arms, down my neck, and slowly across my breasts. At first he just stood and watched, but soon both of us were washing and watching each other. The looks between us were filled with warmth and desire. We laughed and talked, teasing each other but kept our hands to ourselves. He let me know that we were going to have another shower when there was lots of time.

After our shower when he headed to his room to get his clothes from his bag, I suggested he might want to bring his bag in my room. I let him know I would meet him downstairs when I was dressed. I put on pink bra and panties, wore jean shorts that were fairly short, but decent enough for the children, and a pink tank top. At 7:45 we were walking down to meet the children. The day was beautiful, sunny and the temperature was a cool 68, but was suppose to get to mid 70’s later in the day. As we walked the half mile to the building, I gave him a run down of the children and the first event of the morning.

There were only six children this weekend, 4 girls and 2 boys, 7 & 8 year olds. They were coming from an orphanage down state; the one 7 year old little girl was in a wheel chair, paralyzed from the waste down. She was a victim of child abuse several years earlier, having been thrown and her spine injured. She was a petite little blonde with wide blue eyes and she always seemed to be smiling and laughing. The rest of the children were all healthy, they just needed families. Since it was a small group, the married couple, Paul and Helen Peterson, that lived on the ranch and took care of it for me, were the only other help needed. There were two bunkhouses; one for girls and one for boys and the couple would sleep in the appropriate adult room within each bunkhouse.

We were to meet the children in the recreation building. The building was rustic looking both inside and out as were the other buildings. This had a full kitchen in the back, and in front was a large room with rows of tables for eating that could serve as many as 50. The tables were also used for arts and craft projects, meetings, parties, and there were cabinets along one wall filled with all the supplies the children needed. The money to keep up the ranch and supplies and food, came from people donating money or items needed, the rest I funded myself.

The first thing for the day was breakfast, simple scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, juice, milk and coffee for the adults. If any children had special food needs that was looked over during the week and made sure it was there at the time they were. Most of the time, the only problem with food was the likes and dislikes of the children, but they usually were small and were worked out.

“So Robby, when we get there you will have your choice, you can help me cook or you can help Helen keep the children occupied. Although, I better warn you, she is very tough and keeps the children in line, so she doesn’t need much help. She does have a good heart and loves all the children. “ I laughed, and smiled up at him. I was enjoying walking and talking with him, and would have liked to be walking arm in arm, but now was not the time.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

I wasn’t sure what time it was when Samantha roused me from my dreams, but it felt early, too early for my usual Saturday morning. But her kisses and warm touch got my attention and as she lead me into the shower, I followed along, loving the glimpse of her naked backside.

"So no playing, just washing," she warned me playfully.

She didn’t know how difficult it was for me to keep my hands to myself, having enjoyed the feel of her body so much the night before. But I wanted to be ready for the kids and didn’t want to disappoint her either. I behaved myself, though I’m sure that a certain part of my anatomy gave away my preferred intentions.

After we dressed, she began to show me around and filled me in on the visitors as we walked about. I marveled at the way she spoke with such caring and concern. She knew them all so well and seemed so genuinely devoted to helping make their difficult lives a little more enjoyable. If only she knew how difficult she was making my life while making it enjoyable. I wanted to stop and take her in my arms and kiss her warmly, but now that we were in a public setting, it didn’t seem right, and I thought about the chances of doing just that some time later on.

“So Robby, when we get there you will have your choice, you can help me cook or you can help Helen keep the children occupied.”

“Hmm,” I thought out loud. “I’d love to help you out, though I wonder if breakfast would be any good, given your well-proven ability to distract me. Though I am known as a pretty darned good cook though, I wouldn't mind meeting the kids and getting a chance to know them. But I’ll leave it up to you. Just point me in the direction you think I can help out most.”

She paused and looked at me closely, an impish smile crossing her face. I held my arms out openly to my side. Do with me as you have so far, I thought to myself. I am yours for the weekend!

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Well why don’t we see how the children react to you and go from there.” I laughed softly to myself, recalling how I reacted to him.

When we walked in, the children were just arriving, racing around the building and Helen was trying to get them settled in. Paul had already gotten their belongings put in the appropriate bunkhouse’s and was now wheeling Mary into the building. She was smiling and giggling watching the boys chasing the girls. I walked up to her smiling and stooped down in front of her and she threw her arms around my neck as she always did. I laughed and hugged her back, talking to her for several minutes as if there were no one else around.

Within minutes I was almost knocked over by the rest of the children coming around me and we were all laughing and giggling. These children had been coming several times a year for the last couple years and we were all getting to be very good friends. I finally stood up and made introductions. I introduced him to Helen and Paul, first, then to the children.

“Okay kids, I would like you to meet my friend Robby. He is going to be helping us today and I think you will really like him. And if you have any questions about anything make sure you ask him because I think he is really smart about things.” I gave the Senator a smile and a wink as I watched the children gather excitedly around him, each telling him there names, Mike, Ken, Lisa, Sandy, Kristy. Then a loud voice was heard as Mary called out her name laughing making sure she was noticed. We all laughed, but she did the most.

“Sam, I’m going over to the stables and make sure everything is ready for the rides after breakfast. I’ll see you when you bring the kids up.” Paul said and then left.

Helen and I stood watching while Robby was surrounded by the children, talking and laughing, and I felt a tug at my heart seeing how well he was with them and how well they were all getting along.

“Helen, I’ll go start breakfast, but if Robby gets out of hand send him to the kitchen.” I said teasing, and grinned when he looked at me hearing what I had said. I then looked again at Helen. “Go ahead and set the table while he has them occupied. “ I was still smiling when I went to the kitchen. Yes, he grew more amazing all the time, I thought.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

Meeting up with the kids pulled at my heartstrings. I watched as they greeted Samantha like the mother they all were looking for. There was something in the way she approached them, as if she were their mother, a quite different impression of her than what I had gotten over the past few days. Once I was introduced, they gathered about me and told me their names cheerfully.

Having come from a disadvantaged youth, I instantly identified with them. In little Mike I saw my younger brother, a little shy, but easily coaxed out of his shell. In Kenny, I saw a bit of myself, all tough and nervy but a softy underneath. In each of the girls I saw a glimmer of my foster sisters. All they wanted was a friend, someone to talk to, someone to play with, and someone to simply be with and share.

I sat with them, trying to ask them about the things that were important in their lives, but they quickly turned the tables on me and shot out a zillion questions, more rapid than a pack of reporters on the heels of a dishy news story. Where was I from? What did I do for a living? Was I Miss Samantha’s boyfriend? There were no subjects left unturned it seemed and I tried to be honest with them, for their eyes told me that they had been lied to, too many times.

I’m sure it made quite a sight as I sat with them, asking about the things they liked to do. I was a bit surprised when Little Mike climbed up to sit in my lap.

“I know you,” he said loudly. “You’re the guy on the TV.”

“Well, I have been on a couple of times,” I admitted.

“You’re on a TV show?” asked Sandy.

“No,” I laughed. “Maybe just a couple of commercials.”

The scent of the breakfast cooking was growing strong. Helen suggested that maybe I might want to help Sam finish up in the kitchen. I gave Mike a hug before standing him up. These were the kids who needed my help; they were the ones I had gone into public service to help, and I felt a renewed sense of what needed to be done for them.

Samantha was standing by the stove tending the eggs and smiled warmly as I joined her. I almost forgot myself and edged up close nearly ready to slip an arm around her. She looked so adorable in pink.

“Man, talk about a tough crowd!” I remarked with a laugh. “Need a hand in here, or is there maybe something else I can help you with?”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Oh I’m sure I could find lot’s of things for you to help me with.” I teased him softly, leaning back slightly and looking over my shoulder grinning at him. “But those things might get us in trouble. How about if you start taking out those platters of food out and set them on the table. These eggs are ready and I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.”

While he went to get the platters off the table, I bent over reached down and retrieved a bowl on the shelf under the counter. When I stood back up I caught the grin on his face before he turned to take care of the platters. I smiled, having a good idea of why he grinned and what he had been observing.

Helen had set up the dishes all on one long table so that we could all sit together. Mary had already rolled her wheelchair up to the head of the table and Helen was getting the rest of the children to sit down. After the milk was poured and our coffee’s poured, I sat down near Mary and Robby sat directly across from me. The children talked and laughed non-stop through breakfast, always asking questions about everything, including the plans for the day.When they started anxiously talking about riding the horses, Sandy asked who was taking Mary for a ride.

“It’s okay, I’ll have fun watching.” Mary smiled, not showing any disappointment.

I explained to Robby that other than Mary, the rest of the children rode by themselves with one of the adults leading the horses around the area that was laid out for their age. Cliff, a volunteer that helped out often was the one that sat with Mary on the horse and took her for a ride. Unfortunately he had a family emergency come up at the last minute leaving no time to find anyone else to ride with. Helen and Paul no longer rode unless absolutely necessary, their ages were getting up there and they no longer felt that comfortable.

“Well what about you giving her a ride?” Robby asked confused. Before I had a chance to answer, the children were all laughing and giggling.

“Sam is a chicken.” Kenny giggled. And soon all of them, even Mary were laughing, making fun of the fact that not only did I not know how to ride, but was afraid to even get on a horse. I felt a warm flush come across my face, now feeling embarrassed as they continued to tease.

“I know, sounds crazy to own a ranch with horses and not get on one. I keep telling myself one of these days, but I keep putting it off.” I finally managed to say, laughing, seeing the amused smile on his face.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

I was amused to think that Samantha didn't ride. I'm sure there was a good reason behind it, but everything she had talked about seemed to indicate that she was an outdoors kind of girl and I had simply assumed. But then the idea of getting her up in the saddle with me certainly had an enticing appeal.

"You mean that you're afraid to get on a horse?" I asked. Then giving her a wink that perhaps wasn't seen or understood by anyone else, I suggested, "Maybe you just need a better teacher, someone who will be firm but gentle with you, and help you overcome your fear."

I had learned to ride when a kid while helping out on a cousin's farm. It had been during my "being bounced around from one shirt-tail relative's to another till they find out there's no money in it and ditch me" period. I learned to handle a horse quickly and came to relish the feeling of riding as one of great freedom.

I looked over at her and smiled. She looked so pretty in pink, the allure perhaps being in the contrast between her dark eyes and hair and complexion and the bright pastel color. But then there wasn't anything that I didn't love about her. The image of her bending over at the stove earlier and the glimpse of her curvy butt and the quick little flash of her pink undies ran through my mind and tweaked my imagination.

"When we're ready to ride, I'd be very glad to help you, Sam, but if you want, I'd be happy to ride with Mary" I volunteered. "There is no better experience that I know of. Well, with maybe one or two exceptions."

Samantha grinned at my comment. For some reason everything that came from me seemed to have hidden or double meanings. Fortunately, she seemed to be the only one catching them. And I knew she had, because I felt a foot slip up my leg and onto my thigh and saw a little flirtatious flicker in her eye. The day had hardly begun and I felt drawn to her more strongly than before, and I loved the feeling.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

Smiling at him and excited by the teasing exchanges already, I couldn’t resist running my foot up his leg to his thigh. I wanted to do a lot more, but that would have to wait.

Mary was overjoyed that he would take her for a ride, and his offer more than warmed my heart. I was beginning to really see him in a new light, a wonderful, bright one, but was that so good I thought to myself. My mind started thinking about all the obstacles for us, and my own history, but looking at him right now, I shook these thoughts off. Enjoy what is now, Samantha, I told myself.

After breakfast, we all cleaned up, the children willing to behave and help since they were anxious to get to the stable and see the horses. Helen and Robby walked the children on the trail over to the stable, which wasn’t all that far, while I drove Mary over in my van. We all gathered in the stable, there were five horses at the present time, Paul was finishing up with his chores and he had saddled up four horses.

Robby was a terrific help with Mary, riding her around as she smiled and laughed, while Paul, Helen and I let the other children ride, taking turns. The horses were very gentle and the children were enjoying themselves. We spent the rest of the morning riding, brushing the horses afterwards and helping Paul with cleaning up the stable. Then Paul and Helen gathered the children in my van to take them to get hamburgers, leaving Robby and I alone, for a short time.

“Thank you for taking Mary for a ride. She really likes that. “ I said smiling at him, feeling warm inside just looking at him. I had just finished sweeping up and I was standing at the opening of the stable, leaning against the frame. “So tell me Robby, are you enjoying yourself so far?”

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“I am having a great time, Samantha,” I freely admitted, the squeals of joy from little Mary still fresh in my mind. “This has been a wonderful start to the weekend. Thanks for inviting me.”

I glanced around over my shoulder and saw that the van had disappeared up the drive. Turning back, I saw Samantha leaning back against the frame of the stable doorway, so pretty in pink, an irresistible sight. I knew that we didn’t have much time here together, but I couldn’t resist the temptation to take the few steps over toward her and slip my hands around her waist.

“The work that you are doing here is so beneficial,” I went on. “It’s so easy to see in the eyes of the children how much this does to help them emotionally. Makes me wish that there had been places like this around when I was a kid.”

Her body was warm to the touch and the look in her eyes seemed an open invitation. I pulled her closer to me, kissed her tenderly, and felt her body melt into mine. I ran one hand lightly up her back near to her neck and the other down to cup her ass and pull her even closer. I felt her hands move over my body as well.

It was obvious what this would look like should someone stumble in on us, but I really didn’t care. For the first time in a long time, I felt open and free and in touch with my feelings. And I wanted to express them to this woman in my arms, this woman so full of compassion and desire.

“Of course,” I said as we broke off our kiss for a breath of air. “I don’t think that the staff would have given me quite this level of personal attention.”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“And I Senator, have not received this much personal attention any time from one of my guests.” I said in a soft seductive voice, and again my lips were on his. I pressed my body against his, I ran my leg up the one side of his, my hands roaming his body.

His hands on my body were sending delightful tingles all over me, and our kiss grew hungry. My hand went inside his shirt, caressing him, and the feel of his skin excited me even more. With the desire between us building I wanted so much to make love to him right there in the stable. But not knowing when the children would return, we could only tease each other with our kisses and touches.

“You do realize we have to be careful here,” I whispered in a teasing voice, continuing to give him quick light kisses and running my hands through his hair as I spoke. “We also have to go back to the house and change to our swimsuits soon.”

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

As Samantha raised her leg up along mine, and her hands wandered all over my body, my pulse began to race and I felt that if one of us didn't take control soon, that we would have dropped to the hay strewn floor and started to make love right on the spot.

Though I knew I should stop, I couldn't resist for the moment letting my hand wander up from her butt over her hip and belly and up to her breast. As I cupped it and ran my fingers over her shirt teasing her nipple, I could tell by the way she sighed and pressed up against me, by the tautness of her tender flesh, and the way her kisses burned my lips, that she felt the same way.

After sharing a shower of light teasing kisses and warm arousing caresses, we both finally came to our senses and held each other back for a moment. Then, after she mentioned getting ready for a swim, I realized that I had forgotten to pack a swimming suit, though I had tossed in a pair of skimpy cutoff shorts.

"I guess that will really be a test of our will power," I joked. "Or perhaps a test of something else."

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Yes, perhaps something else.” I laughed. My eyes looked over him and I inhaled deeply, wanting very much to explore each other more. I gave him a mischievous smile and then took off running. “Race you to the house.” I called out laughing, already having a head start on him.

I ran quickly but he caught up with me in the grass before we got to the house, knocking both of us to the ground and we were both laughing. He let me know that I had cheated, running ahead before I had told him. We giggled like children do playing a game of tag, but it felt so wonderful to be able to do this and feel this good with someone. I actually felt I could get use to this, but quickly pushed those thoughts from my head.

I pressed against him, rolling him over on his back and kissed him hard on the lips. Then I quickly got up, grabbed his hand letting him know we needed to get ready. The children were to arrive back soon and we were all going to swim at the lake and afterwards, there would be games and dinner at the recreation building.

We walked in the house hand and hand, since there still was no one around to see, and I felt happier than I had in a very long time. When we got upstairs, before he went to get his shorts, I looked at him, my mind filled with wonder for this man that although I hardly knew, I felt so drawn to. What was this, I asked myself.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, maybe having noticed something in my eyes. I quickly focused back to what we were doing.

“Things couldn’t be better, Robby. Go put your shorts on.” I laughed and went to change into my white bikini. I put a white t-shirt over it, grabbed us some towels and went downstairs to fill the cooler with some drinks for us. We would get the stuff for the children at the recreation building.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

Her little impromptu game of tag was fun, and as we wrestled playfully and rolled on the grass I began to sense a strange wonderful feeling. Here I was with this amazing woman, who accepted me as I was, for what I was, with whom I could explore my long deferred sexual desires, yet, with whom I could relate as a woman and a friend, with no expectations or ulterior motives. It was a feeling that I could be anything with her, a playful child, a strong man, a caring lover.

Our kisses and caresses were playfully innocent at this time, both of us knowing full well that our time together was short. Yet as we paused in the house before changing, there was a look on her face that puzzled me. It felt as if for that moment she was looking for something in me. Though she claimed that nothing was wrong, I was left with an uneasy feeling that perhaps there was, perhaps there was something that she wanted to say or needed to say but couldn’t find the words. I dismissed the thought and went to change.

I pulled out my old shorts and realized how much they had frayed and how short they had become. I slipped on a skimpy pair of briefs underneath the shorts and a light weight golf shirt on top. I hoped she didn't mind the display of my long well-toned legs, and something told me she wouldn't. Joining her downstairs, I was taken aback by the sight of her in a white tee, the dark shadow of her body outlined by a white bathing suit underneath easily drew my attention. I realized that this afternoon would be just one more test of our self-control. I also realized how easy it has been for me to throw myself into an affair with her, yet I was enjoying every moment of it.

As I helped her pack some things for the excursion to the lake, I began to think of some of the things I might be able to do to help her and others like her.

“You know, Sam,” I began. “The work you are doing here and I’m others like you, is so worthwhile, I just wonder if there is something else I can do to help.”

She glanced up at me for a moment.

“The legislature has a couple more weeks to run until our summer break and I know there is some funding for recreational purposes being held up in committee. It may be of use to help support efforts like this,” I went on, as she continued to pack. “I’m planning on talking to the committee members when I get back next week and see what I can do to them to vote it out onto the floor and get it passed.”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

When he first comes downstairs, my heart just about stops, seeing him in his shorts, his great legs, I have to catch my breath before I can even speak. Then hearing how he wants to help, once again he has pulled the strings of my heart. I can see in his eyes that he is being sincere with his offer and that he really does believe in what I am trying to do for the children.

“Robby, I would appreciate any help. But as far as having you do something for me in a political way; that is something only you can decide. I didn’t have you come here to do that and I don’t expect you to either. If you feel it’s what you want to do, then that’s up to you. Now, let’s get down to meet the kids.” I smile at him and hand him the cooler to carry.

Once meeting the children and helping them get ready, we walk the trail to the lake. It is not that far a distance, but a nice enjoyable walk. There is a cleared area that we pass as we walk that I explain we will camp out there later tonight. When we get there, the water looks very clear and refreshing. There is a nice waterfall down the rocks going into the water that the children immediately go to, laughing and splashing. Helen and Paul help with Mary who is laughing and giggling and enjoying herself immensely. I take of my shirt and get in the water, as does Robby, we both continue to exchange glances others do not see. We play with the beach ball that the children brought, laughing and having a good time. Soon the children are ready for their snacks and follow Helen and Paul out of the water to huddle around the things that we brought.

I laugh watching them get out, knowing they are near and then float on my back in the water.

“Robby, I brought drinks for us too if you wanted something. I think I’ll just stay in awhile longer though. This feels so nice although I know what would feel better.” I say to him in a teasing tone, without looking at him, but there is a grin on my face. I know not much can happen, but I cannot resist the urge to tease him.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

I swam out beside Samantha as she floated on her back. While my eyes couldn’t resist lingering on the way her suit clung to the supple curves of her body and the water rendered it nearly transparent, my mind was elsewhere for the moment. I slipped beneath the surface and came up next to her, shaking my head while a hand combed my hair back out of my eyes.

“I'm not sure about you, but I know exactly what would feel better to me right now,” I said witha broad smile, joining in her tease. “Though I’m afraid your reputation would be at stake, Miss Davis. Maybe mine as well.”

She laughed and continued to float on her back, her legs kicking lazily, her arms moving only as needed to keep her body afloat freely. I moved through the water smoothly, enjoying the refreshing relief from the hot day’s sun.

“But seriously, Samantha,” I said as I paddled along slowly next to her. “I meant what I said earlier, and you will learn one thing about me, that I will only do politically what I feel is right, and what is for the greater good. And if that, whatever it is, means sacrificing my own good fortune, political or otherwise, then I will do it. My visit here has put me back in touch with a part of my past that I had tried to bury long ago. And now that I’m in a position to do something about it, I will.”

Though she remained floating on her back, her eyes flashed over at me, and how I wished I could read her mind and know exactly what is was that she was thinking. We had come very close together in the water, and my arm brushed lightly against her body in the water. My hand reached out to touch her and felt her warmth of her bare skin in the cool water. My feet reached down to the bottom and kept my head above the surface.

I reached around to take hold of her, and like a slender hand into a fur-lined glove she slipped down and into my arms. The others on shore were taken up with the snacks and hadn’t noticed the two of us drifting out away from shore.

“Samantha, I am so very glad that I met you,” I said as she floated closer into my arms, her legs rising up to wrap around my hips.

Her body was so warm and her suit so wet that it felt almost as if we were swimming naked. I kissed her softly, a light brushing, loving kiss that she accepted and returned. And when my lips pulled away, she pressed her face toward me and buried her cheek against my shoulder. For these moments I could only hold her, feel her arms encircle me, feel her body tremble ever so slightly, and I sensed the strong quick beat of her heart. A minute or two later, when I next looked to shore, I saw that more than one face was looking for us in the water.

“We should be getting back,” I said sadly, wishing our embrace could have lasted for another hour.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Yes, I think we should,” I laughed lightly, noticing the little eyes on the shore that were looking for us. With great effort, I unraveled my legs from him and started swimming back to shore.

The rest of the day was spent swimming and playing games. I kept looking over at Robby watching how he put his all into helping and playing with the children and how at ease he seemed to be with them. I thought over the statements he had made earlier and I was really beginning to see why my father and the board were seriously considering him. He actually seemed very sincere in wanting to help people and he sounded willing to stand behind what he said.

Although in the back of my mind was that same old distrusting inner voice, telling me that he also could be playing it up big time just for the contribution. But the more I was with him and the way I was beginning to feel about him, that distrust was fading quickly. This also scared me to some degree; he was a married man and a politician. Why was I letting myself feel this way about him when there actually wasn’t much hope for a future? Still, even with those thoughts, my heart raced, I had butterflies in my stomach, and I felt warm all over just being with him. That’s all that mattered at this moment.

After dinner Robby and I sat outside the recreation building watching the girls play on the swings that were there. Helen was swinging Mary on one of the specials swings made for children like her. Paul had taken the boys to the stable to help him feed the horses. I glanced over at Robby who was smiling watching the children. I could tell how just by being here for a short time, he seemed to have relaxed more. He looked back at me having sensed I was now staring at him and he grinned.

“You know I think being here does you a lot of good. You might need to come here more often.” I said being serious, yet flirting with him at the same time. “I also want you to know that I do believe you want to help with these kids, and I admire that very much.” I leaned over to him, my voice soft and sensual, I whispered in his ear. “That’s not all I admire about you either.”

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“I think that being here with you does me a lot of good, Samantha,” I replied tilting my head in her direction. “And as for admirable qualities, you were certainly not hiding behind the door when they were handed out.”

I knew she understood part of what I meant as my eyes swept up and down her body and came to rest on her sparkling dark eyes. Sure she was attractive—no, she was beautiful; her silky dark hair and deep dark eyes, her long legs, a lovely flair to her hips, and the curves of her belly and breasts were mouth watering. Yet it was the woman behind all the beauty who had captured my imagination and made me think of things that would have to be dealt with later on. Let’s not muck this up, Robert, I thought to myself. We’re all having too good a time to spoil it now.

And we were. The afternoon, the dinner hour, and the early evening had flown past, and as we sat together watching the children made me realize just how relaxed and comfortable I had become around her. The grind of the campaign had taken a toll on me, and being out here in the fresh air all day had reinvigorated and rejuvenated me for the final days leading up to the primary.

And laced through that easy feeling was the sexual thrill of being near her. Even if we had to remain circumspect around the others, I enjoyed her company and the flirting and teasing was great fun and promised of more fine pleasures to come.

“Certainly I would love to visit here more often,” I remarked looking back toward the girls on the swings and seeing that the boys were returning with Paul from the barn. “This place has helped give me some needed perspective on many things, personal and professional, and I hope you’ll invite me back again. Of course, I wouldn’t want to wear out my welcome.”

I reached my hand over and took hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. Here I sat, for the first time in a long time at peace with myself, and though I knew that this feeling could not last forever and would soon enough be replaced with the harsh reality of my situation, I tried to keep those dark thoughts at bay and lay back to enjoy the rest of the evening.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

I felt him squeeze my hand it amazed me at just even that little gesture made me warm. It was nice to just sit here enjoying the evening with him and the children. I always enjoyed being with the children, but somehow with him there things seemed so much different, almost as if something had been missing up until now and now everything seemed right.

Before the sun started setting, we started getting everything ready for our camp out. The children were really excited, and were a big help in getting all the things ready we needed. Helen was staying with Mary and Sandy who didn’t like sleeping outside.

Robby and I had gone back to my house to change back into the clothes we had on earlier and get our things. Once we got upstairs, in the hallway, I quickly pulled off my t-shirt. Robby was just passing me to go get his sleeping bag and turned around smiling when I did this. I laughed teasingly and with a wicked little grin, I quickly untied the bikini top and pulled off the bikini bottoms as he stood watching.

“That’s all for now,” I laughed having enjoyed teasing him and his expression. “The kids are waiting we have to hurry.” I dashed off to my room still laughing softly with a warm feeling running through my body.

After changing, we met the children outside and put everything in my van. We drove to the clearing not far from the lake and helped everyone get their sleeping bags out. Robby started a small fire in the pit that we used and soon we were all sitting around the crackling fire with the sticks that the children had found roasting marshmallows. Paul had started telling his famous ghost stories and the children were intently listening.

I sat on the ground close to Robby, and I was enjoying his nearness. I would have loved to just lay my head on his shoulders, feel his arm around me while we listened to Paul, but knew that wasn’t possible. I couldn’t help but give him quick looks now and then, and I am sure he could tell what was on my mind by the look in my eyes. It wasn’t long after dark and a few ghost stories that the children go into their sleeping bags and were soon asleep as was Paul. I looked at Robby and then took his hand while I stood up.

“Come on, let’s go for a walk. I want to show you something.” I whispered and he followed me as I grabbed the towels I had brought and then we walked to the lake. You could hear the water flowing down the rocks as I led him closer to where the falls were. With the light of the moon across the lake, the stars bright and the water flowing down the rocks it was a beautiful thing to see.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“ I want to show you something,” she had said, leading me on a short walk down toward the lake. I could only wonder what she wanted to show me that could possibly leave any greater impression than I already had. From her quick little striptease and the way she scampered to her room, twirling her suit around her finger and wiggling her naked butt, to the gathering around the campfire, roasting marshmallows and telling scary stories, our weekend had run a gamut of memorable scenes.

And now as she led me down near where we had been in the afternoon, I reached out and took her hand again. The rippling rustle of the water cascading down the rocks, the moonlight rippling over the nearly still surface of the lake set a wonderful romantic mood. If this was what she had in mind, it certainly was worth it.

We made our way down along the rocks near the waterfall. The moon and stars gave enough light to spot a nice flat rock, big enough for the two of us to sit. We set the towels down and took a seat, slipping our footwear off to let our feet dangle in the cool rushing water.

“This is a beautiful sight,” I remarked looking again around the setting, before bringing my eyes to rest on Samantha’s face.

“It’s my favorite place on the ranch, especially this time of night,” she said with a cute little laugh. “Of course, I’m usually by myself when I come down here at night.”

“That’s nice to know, cause I was wondering if you brought all your boyfriends down here,” I joked, and immediately realized she didn’t exactly appreciate this attempt at humor. “I’m glad you decided to share it with me. I can’t imagine being in a better place with anyone else.”

When she smiled softly at my attempted recovery, I leaned over and kissed her gently, and felt her hand slip up to my cheek. I mirrored her placing my own hand up upon her cheek. When our lips parted and our tongues darted out and touched, I felt an electric tingle flash through my body. My hand fell down along her neck and my palm eased down to her breast. As my fingertips sought for and found her nipple, I felt her kiss grow stronger. Now that we were alone, all of the energy from our daylong teasing was building to a crescendo. How many times during the day had I wanted her? During our morning shower, at the breakfast table, during our swim, sitting out after dinner, and a dozen more times. With the gorgeous moonlight and a blanket of stars above, I didn’t know how much longer I could keep from slipping her out of her clothes to make love to her.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

I had thought all day about bringing him here, just the two of us, it was such a beautiful place and somehow it seemed right to be sharing it with him. Now sitting down on the towel next to each other like this with our feet in the water, enjoying the beauty of our surroundings under the stars, I was feeling very amorous. His tender kiss was warm on lips and I brushed my hand across his cheek, feeling the softness of his skin. Having wanted to feel my hands on him and his on me all day, when I felt his fingertips lightly touch my nipple an excited shiver ran through me.

I kissed him deeply, our tongues exploring the soft wet delightful taste of each other’s. My fingers lightly stroked along his cheek, his neck, slowly moving to the back of his neck and then combing through his hair, I loved the feel of his hair against my fingers. Our kiss broke and I gazed into to his eyes, they took my breath away with the desire I saw there. My hand again went lightly across his neck, across his shoulder and moved down his chest and I could feel his heart beating against my hand.

“It feels so good to be here with you, Robby.” I whispered, my voice soft and sensual. I brushed my lips across his as my hand now reached under his shirt and caressed his chest. “You feel so good to me.”

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“And you don’t know just how good it feels to me to be here with you,” I replied as my other hand reached out to touch her body.

I felt such a whirling surge of emotions inside my body, and an all-consuming desire for this woman who had touched me so deeply. The touch of her hands on my body sent my heart racing wildly. I tugged at her thin little pink tank top pulling it upward from the waistband of her shorts. She withdrew her hands from me and raised her arms up over her head invitingly, letting me pull her tank top up and off over her head. I set it on one of the rocks above us, and my hands returned to her body, touching the soft curves of her shoulders, and moving up to cradle her face in my hands.

“Oh, Samantha,” I sighed heavily, my voice thick with the intense desire I felt for her.

My lips sought out hers, hungrily kissing her, my hands slipping down over her body, my fingertips lingering over every part of her now revealed to me; they danced along the lacy edges of her bra, my palms pressing up against her warm full curves. As her hands returned to my body, it was as if all the feeling that I pouring out to her, she was giving back, and the sensations passed back and forth between us, building up higher and higher.

My hands slipped down to her shorts searching for the button and zipper, feeling the warmth of her body as they opened them up and slipped down over the soft smooth skin of her lower belly. My kisses had progressed to her cheek, to her ear, to her neck. And every place they went, she welcomed me with her sighs and her words of invitation, her body open and willing, her voice soft and sensual. My body vibrated with desire for her as I touched her and kissed her and caressed her; a tingling arose in me, my belly and hips and thighs and cock all felt the surge of excitement and desire.

I pulled at her shorts, tugging them down off her legs and tossing them up on the rocks alongside her top. My hands retraced their way back up her legs, leaving no part of her unexplored. Her sleek smooth skin was warm and when my hands reached the top of her legs and felt the thin lace of her panties, I felt the heat and wetness of her pussy radiating outward. It might have been the magic of the moonlight or the rippling of the water as it flowed down over the rocks and splashed into the lake, or it might have been the deferred desires that we both had brought to this place at this time, but I knew this was right, I knew this was what I needed. Oh, my god, how I wanted this woman!

 

[Tammi]

A warm blissful chill went through my body as he removed my tank top. His kisses thrilled me, the way he touched and caressed me made me dizzy, the emotions I felt for him were exhilarating. I kissed him, hungry with passion and desire for him, his touch.

When he removed my shorts and his hands explored there way up my legs and I felt his hand at my panties, I felt an intense tingling sensation in my pussy that went all the way down to my toes. I leaned closer to him, both my hands underneath his shirt caressing the wonderful feel of his chest and I slowly lifted his shirt up over his head and over his arms as he stretched them out.

My lips went to his, my arms went around his neck pulling him to me and the feel of his chest against my nipples made me moan softly with pleasure. I could feel the tremors in his body as well as in mine with each kiss and caress. I moved so that I was almost kneeling in front of him now, and his warm enticing hands were at my back sending shivers through me. I was overwhelmed by how much I wanted him.

My lips kissed his and brushed against the softness of his cheek. My lips and tongue kissed, tasted and licked as they went over his shoulders and down his chest. I licked and gently sucked his nipples feeling them grow harder while I did, and when I blew a cool breath of air on them I saw a slight shiver run through his body. My lips and tongue moved slowly back up to his mouth, where I kissed him again with open desire, eagerly enjoying every touch, kiss, and taste of him.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

The warm wet kisses Samantha placed all over my chest thrilled me unbelievably. After having to be on our best behavior all day, we seemed to be making up for lost time. Her hands and lips and tongue seemed to be wandering all over me.

As we kissed passionately again and again, I brought my hands up to fondle her breasts, feeling her nipples stiffen beneath the thin lacy bra. I eased the straps off her shoulders and pulled the cups down and away from her, my fingertips first then my lips finding my way to her. She tasted so sweet to my hungry mouth, the warmth of her body against my lips and the scent of her filling my senses made me mad with desire.

I cupped her breasts firmly and kissed and licked and suckled her slavishly. She arched her back and pressed herself to me, releasing any inhibition that may have remained for the sheer pleasure that it brought her. And as my lips and tongue continued to lave her soft sensitive flesh, my hand began to wander downward, crossing the undulating curves of her tummy, the tender indentation of her navel, and the subtle curve downward toward her pussy.

As my fingers slipped underneath her panties, she spread her legs farther apart, and when my fingertips reached her pussy they found her warm and very wet. As I ran my finger up and down the slit of her pussy, I couldn’t take my kisses away from her breasts. Seeing her here in the moonlight, almost completely undressed, surrendering to my every touch and kiss, filled me with a great desire.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

All the attention his lips and tongue were giving my breasts and nipples were driving me wild. Now kneeling up in front of him and arching my back my hands were in his hair, pressing him to me. My body responded to his every touch and my desire for him kept building. With the cool night breeze and his wet mouth hungrily licking and sucking at my nipples they continually hardened and grew more sensitive.

When I felt his hand running down and around my navel, more shivers went through me. My pussy began to crave his touch, tingling with anticipation and I murmured with pleasure when he slipped his fingers inside my panties. I spread my legs slightly giving him better access, and my hands moved to grasp his shoulders. As soon as I felt his finger at the slit of my very moist pussy, I arched, pressing myself against his hand, my head went back and my fingers gripped his shoulders.

“Oh God Robby! You’re making me so hot!”

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

I had turned to face Samantha as she knelt on the rock beside me, her back arching, her hands on my shoulders, and her nails digging into my flesh. I kissed my way from one breast to the other, sucking her nipples into my mouth, drawing endless circles around them with the tip of my tongue, and letting my teeth nibble and tug on her. I loved the feel and texture of her stiff nipples as I worshipped her breasts, and the sound of her urgent sighs begged me to continue.

A second finger joined the first in rubbing her wet pussy. As she pressed up against my hand, they easily slipped up inside her and I began to work them in and out of her while my thumb rubbed on her hard little clit. As her movements became more frantic, I pressed my mouth and my hand more firmly onto her body. Seeing the pleasure I was giving her as she squirmed beneath my touch excited me as well and I felt my cock begin to grow long and hard in the snug confines of my jeans.

When her cries of passion seemed to reach a peak, I slipped my arm around her and pulled her toward me and turned her so that she was sitting sideways on my lap. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders and her legs stretched out on the rock. I could feel her fingers combing through the hair on the back of my neck and the loving touch of her fingers sent a shiver through me. Our faces were a breath apart and I could see the heavy-lidded look of desire glowing in her dark eyes and pretty face.

“And you have got me more than hot, Samantha,” I whispered as our heads both tilted and our mouths came together for a deep wet kiss of desire.

I kept one arm around her back, holding her close to me, but my other hand was free to continue exploring her body. It moved lightly back and forth tracing the curves of her breasts, dancing over the lace of her bra now fallen around her waist, following the lines and curves of her belly, and then down and around to the round firm curves of her ass. I tugged at her panties and when she wiggled her butt on my lap, I was able to pull them down her long shapely legs and off. Setting them down with her other clothes, I brought my hand back up to graze lightly along the length of her legs and then cup her damp mound.

Our kisses were becoming wilder, our tongues wrestling madly, our heated breath mingling and washing over each other’s face. As she pressed forward against me, I leaned back against the rock my hands slipping around her back. My fingers found the clasp of her bra and unfastened it, pulling it away from her now naked body. Her firm ass rubbed on my cock still trapped inside my jeans, but it didn’t matter for the moment, since I knew that her kisses and caresses were taking me to a place that I had never been and I wanted only for my own to do the same for her.

"I want you so much, Samantha," I said huskily, my voice filled with the urgent emotions I was feeling, my hand now caressing the soft tender skin of her cheek. "I want to make love to you."