Chapter Fifteen
Then
I sit back in my chair, thighs spread wide, my tie flipped over my shoulder and out of my way as I smile down at Ellen and stare into her beautiful green eyes. She brought me lunch at the capitol building today because I have four committee meetings back-to-back.
Now I’m giving her a little snack in return.
I’m Speaker of the Senate, and I have too muchfucking work to do. Plus we’re leaving in four weeks for the vacation of a lifetime overseas. Sure, it’s a tourism thing, technically work, but I’m paying for Ellen’s ticket.
The kids are traveling to Alaska with my brother Chase while we’re gone. He’s going there for work for a couple of weeks, and they’ve rented him a house, meaning plenty of room for our three kids to go with him.
That meansthe trip of a lifetime for our kids, too, and a high school graduation trip for Ryder.
Alaska’s on my bucket list, but that’s a vacation Ellen and I want to take on my fiftieth birthday, just the two of us, to celebrate.
But I have had one shitty-ass day already, and I still have half a day of bullshit ahead of me.
Daddy has a little rage to dump.
I fist her hair with my right hand and easemy cock deeper into her throat, smiling as I feel her swallowing to take it without gagging.
Fuck, she’s so sexy like this.
“No panties on the plane over there,” I whisper to her. “We’ll figure out some way to join the Mile-High Club.”
She softly whimpers around my cock, and where she’s straddling my right foot I feel her grinding herself against my shin, trying to get off. The standing rulefor these interludes is if she can grind out one or more before I come, she’s welcomed to it. Otherwise, she has to wait until tonight.
My good girl isn’t wearing any panties today, either.
I had just enough time this morning, before I left for work, to redden Ellen’s ass with my bare hand, leaving her needy and horny.
She swallows again as I make her take it all, until her nose is pressedagainst my abs and she’s staring up at me with growing desperation. She can deep-throat me nearly every time, and it never gets old.
Just as I know she’s close to coming, before she can get over, I play dirty. I grab her hair and pull her up and off my cock, making her stand. I reach for her and drag her onto my lap, straddling me face-to-face, muffling her moans with my mouth while I shove mycock up and into her ready pussy.
Making me softly moan, too.
I don’t know how many Speakers of the Senate have fucked women—or men, most likely—in this office, but I take great pride in the fact that it’s my own wife—andonlyher—who I fuck in here on a regular damn basis.
The fact that it’s frequently less risky doing it here than at home with two teenagers still in residence isn’t an ironylost on me.
Ellen drapes her arms around my neck as she rides me. I grab her ass with both hands and pinch her, hard, dig my nails in and rake them along her flesh—anything I can do since I obviously can’t spank her in here.
She shivers in my arms and furiously tries to grind on me.
She will be getting more than a few spankings while we’re on vacation though, and both of us can hardly waitfor that. The only dampener might be hotel acoustics. We’ll be traveling with Governor Ed Willis and his wife, Tina, as well as John and Ceely Stinson, the state’s tourism commissioner and his wife. I don’t need them hearing me spank her through paper-thin hotel walls, so we’ll play things by ear.
No pun intended.
I’m in amoodtoday, so I don’t hold back. I’m frustrated by one of my fellowstate senators who’s stalling a vote in committee, and another who keeps adding goddamned pork-barrel amendments to what are supposed to be clean bills. I had to threaten one guy that I would go on deep background and expose the fact that he’s been paying a male prostitute for sex if he didn’t stop harassing another lawmaker in the press about the other’s divorce to wife number four because she caughthim in bed with soon-to-be wife number five.
And the two dipshits arebrothers, believe it or not.
This is me, staring in Tennessean at both the morons. If they’re trying to race Florida to the bottom, then they’re winning.
ThenI had to put out another fire when one guy wanted to grandstand and make a speech—on the fucking floor—about the horrors of abortion and how he heard on Fox News thatthey’re selling baby parts at Walmart.
I wish I was making that up. I’m assuming he misheard something, or it was something reported to him second-hand.
