by Lynn Faye
“Sure thing, dear. Give me a call and we will put something on the schedule.”
After a quick shower, I was on my way over to the tennis club to see if I could catch the attention of Senator Masson. Of course, I had on a tiny little tennis outfit that I knew would get lots of the men at the club to pay attention. But the only one I was interested in was Senator Masson.
If what Matthew had in store for Senator Masson failed, it was highly likely that Masson would become the next president instead of Matthew. I had to hedge my bets and build a positive relationship with both men, just to cover myself for whichever one ended up taking over. Who knew, maybe someone entirely different would make their way onto the scene and overrun both men, but for the time being I had to play both sides of the fence.
Matthew was my bet, of course, he was handsome and young and I could see him in the Whitehouse over any of the other men. But Senator Masson had the longevity and reputation in Washington, I was possible George Masson could see what Matthew had planned and he would either get behind the plan or resolved to prevent Matthew from achieving what he wanted.
I didn’t bother checking in at the front desk when I arrived at the club. I certainly didn’t have a membership and I wasn’t planning on sticking around long enough that I would need one. I grabbed a tennis racket off of a picnic table and made my way back to the courts which I assumed were where I heard all the noise coming from.
Through the trees, that lined the courts I had the opportunity to look at the people playing without them seeing me. When I got to court 11, there Senator Masson was with three of his friends. I was pretty sure they were also Senators or perhaps just businessmen from the area.
Without hesitation, I walked over to court 12 and grabbed a tennis ball that was near the tree line. There was no one playing on the court, so no one to see what I was about to do.
I picked up the tennis ball and hit it as hard as I could, right at the court where Senator Masson was playing. Quickly I ran to the trees and hollered back toward my court.
“It’s alright guys, I’ll grab this ball and then come find you,” I said and then leaned over to tie my shoe.
Of course, in the processes of bending over I exposed my thong covered ass to the men on court 11. But I didn’t think they would mind the interruption. It wasn’t something I could have ever imagined doing back home in Illinois, but I had changed since coming to Washington. I assumed everyone changed quite a bit when they came to town.
I stood up and turned around to see if I could find my ball. There was a handsome young man holding it. I didn’t look around for Senator Masson, instead I kept eye contact with the handsome guy in front of me.
“I could help you get that swing under control,” he said with a smile.
For a second I just wanted to continue to flirt with him. I had no idea who he was, the simplicity of a night with such a man was very appealing. But I had bigger fish to fry and I couldn’t get distracted by one hot guy.
“Oh, I’m fine. Thank you though.”
I grabbed the ball and turned to walk away. There was a certain power in having four men fully focused on me. Their eyes all looked at me as I moved, waiting for me to bend over again or something like that.
“Kayla?” Senator Masson said.
“Oh, hey. How are you Senator Masson?”, I asked as I tried to keep things professional.
“I’m pretty sure I told you to call me George.”
“Oh, yes. Hi George,” I said awkwardly.
“Guys, I’m going to call it a day. Let’s schedule something again soon,” he said as he waved goodbye to the men he had been playing with and turned back to me. “Do you have a minute? I’d love to catch up.”
I just smiled and shook my head yes. It was pretty delightful to see the look on the other three men’s faces when they saw that I was going off with Senator Masson instead of any of them. Of course, Senator Masson was older than them all, but George had a confidence about him that even I couldn’t deny. He knew how to make the men around him green with envy.
I followed him down a path toward a garden area and the two of us sat down. He couldn’t stop looking at my legs and I was perfectly fine letting him look. I even turned and pulled one of them up onto the bench to almost expose my underwear, but it didn’t.
My plan was simple. I wanted Senator Masson to have my best interest on his mind at all times. I wanted him to support me and make sure that nothing that happened between him and Matthew would put my future in Washington at risk.
“It’s nice to run into you,” I said as my hand gently touched his arm.
“I will have your dress back to you by the end of the week. Maybe I could drop it by your house for you? I don’t want you to be inconvenienced.”
Two things were wrong with the idea of dropping by my house: first, it was a messy pit and second, I wasn’t going to sleep with George. So there really was no reason for him to be coming by my house at all.
“I’ll just stop by your office on Friday if that will work alright?” I asked as I let my eyes linger on his.
There was such a balance between wanting to flirt with him and not wanting to lead him on too much. I put my leg back on the ground and crossed them closed to avoid teasing him any more.
“I would rather come to your place,” George said as his hand lightly touched my thigh.
Oh, I knew he would rather come to my place. His eyes told me that there were many things he wanted to do with me behind the safety of my apartment door. But I didn’t want him, I wanted Matthew.
Slowly I leaned closer to George and put my hand on top of his.
“I’m sure we will have plenty of time to get to know each other. I plan on staying in Washington for a long career.”
“Alright, come to my office Friday and I’ll get your dress to you,” George said as he stood up.
“I sure will.”
“Are you sure you want to keep working for Storm?”
“Yes, I like his office and I’ve made a lot of friends there.”
“Just be careful around him. That man is only out for himself. Even when you think he’s looking out for your mutual interests; he really is only out for himself.”
“I’m a big girl, I’ll be alright.”
I stood up and pressed my body up against him. I let my hand slide down the front of his body and graze his hard cock. He looked around to see if anyone was there before his hand slipped under my skirt and I felt his fingers thrust inside me before I could refuse him.
“I need to be inside of this pussy,” his deep voice said into my ear.
“Oh, you need to?”
“Fucking hell. Yes, this has to happen.”
“We can talk on Friday,” I said sweetly as I pulled away from him.
Things had gotten a little out of hand with George and I wasn’t feeling all that comfortable continuing our conversation. I didn’t have feelings toward George Masson like I did toward Matthew. My relationship with Senator Masson couldn’t go any further.
***
“It’s so nice to see you again Senator Edwards,” I said as I ran into him outside of our offices.
“Yes, I was just meeting with Matthew for a minute. How are things going for you? Have you adjusted to Washington politics yet?”
“I’m not sure anyone can ever really adjust to this life, but I am starting to feel a little more comfortable.”
“It was good to see you,” Senator Edwards said as he walked down the hall.
“You too.”
I wanted to ask him what he and Matthew had talked about but I didn’t think that was very appropriate considering what my official position was in the office. I would just have to ask Matthew later when I talked to him. Hopefully Senator Masson had made it onto the Arms Committee and we could move forward with our plans.
As I made my way to the office and to my desk, I felt nervous to know that Matthew was back in town. The week had gone by so quickly, I wasn’t sure I was ready to have
to deal with him again.
Through the entire week, Matthew hadn’t text or called me at all. Which normally, if I were dating a guy, I would be extremely agitated about. But what Matthew and I were doing wasn’t exactly dating and I was relieved to not have to deal with him throughout the week.
During the past week, I had been more productive at work than I had ever been in the past. I got plenty of projects done, had lunches with my friends and even managed to get a couple workouts in. It was amazing how much work I could get done when I wasn’t constantly thinking about Matthew.
“Is he in a good mood?” I asked Steven.
“I think so. He asked where you were though. I said you were having lunch with Senator Masson.”
My face went pale as a ghost. The thought of me having lunch with Senator Masson was probably exactly what Matthew had intended for me to be doing while he was gone. I was supposed to have started planting the idea for Senator Masson to take over the Speaker of the House position. I hadn’t done that at all. If Matthew actually talked to George, I was going to have a lot of explaining to do.
I quickly dialed Marge to see if I could set up a time to talk with George.
“Hi Marge, I was supposed to come pick up something from Senator Masson. Does he have any time today?”
“Actually, he has his lunch hour blocked out for you from one o’clock this afternoon.”
“Great, I’ll be over then. Thanks so much.”
I needed a reason to get out of the office before Matthew realized I was there. As I looked around the room, I couldn’t come up with a single reason to leave the office. But then I decided I could run some errands for the office. My mind was blank with frustration, what errands did we need done? Oh, I felt so out of sorts knowing that Matthew was back.
“Hey Steven, wasn’t I suppose to go run and pick something up today?” I asked as I searched for a reason to leave.
“I’m not sure. What was it?”
“I can’t remember.”
“Hmmm, we could use another order of copy paper if you feel like going downstairs and lugging it back up here.”
“Sure, I’ll go grab some.”
As quickly as possible I jumped up and made my way down the hallway and to the elevators. I could certainly waste a few minutes going on a paper run. Our paper supply room was all the way in the basement and sometimes there wasn’t any way to get out of there without talking to Renee for at least thirty minutes.
Renee was a quirky girl who didn’t seem to have many friends outside of the people she talked to at work. The second I walked into her room to sign out the paper, she went on and on about a television series she had been watching. Normally, I would find a reason to leave; but I decided Renee was my perfect accomplice to spending some time away from the office.
We talked for almost an hour before I finally decided I needed to get back upstairs. I had six reams of paper in my arms, which seemed like it would be easy to carry, but I quickly realized I wasn’t as strong as I thought I was.
I used my elbow to push the elevator button and then balance the papers on the back bar to give my arms a little relief. As I reached to try and press the button to my floor, I saw George slide his way into the elevator. The doors closed right behind him and he moved over and stood right behind me.
His arms reached around me and lifted the paper up slightly. I could feel his hips moving against my ass. He started to get aroused rather quickly and I played with him a little and pressed back against him.
“That paper looks pretty heavy,” he whispered into my ear.
“Yes, it’s hard to carry all by myself.”
“I can help you with hard.”
His cock was fully erect as he pressed against my ass. Just then, the elevator door opened on our floor. George was pressed up against me with his arms around me holding onto the paper.
“Hey, George,” I heard Matthew’s voice say.
George quickly grabbed the paper from me and put it in front of his raging hard cock. He tried to pretend like there was nothing going on, but there was no way to avoid it. Matthew had definitely seen what George was doing. Now, what was Matthew going to do about it?
“Hey, Matthew, I was just helping Michaela with some paper,” George said as he walked right past Matthew.
The look on Matthew’s face was dangerous. He looked like he might just punch George in the face right there in the hallway. I had to smile and shrug at Matthew as I pushed past him. He was the one that wanted things to be professional. He was the one that fucked me and left me without so much as a text all week long.
I couldn’t have planned it any better. The way Matthew found us; he knew that George was pressed up against me. It was gloriously perfect. Although, I still hadn’t talked to George and put the idea of running for Speaker of the House in his mind yet. I liked the idea of getting Matthew a little jealous.
George was halfway down the hall and I followed closely. Matthew had decided he didn’t really need to go downstairs and instead was only a few steps behind me. His eyes were fixated on George and he looked angry.
“I can carry that into the office, George,” Matthew hollered from behind me.
“No worries, I have it.”
When George reached the office, I opened the door and let him in, then closed the door and turned toward Matthew.
“Don’t ruin this. Don’t be a jerk,” I said and then opened the door and made my way to my desk.
I didn’t have time to have a regular conversation with Matthew, but he needed to slow down and realize that getting George into a little bit of a compromising position would help Matthew get what he wanted. No matter what else Matthew thought was going on, he really had the upper hand over Senator Masson.
Matthew came in and seemed to have changed the expression on his face. He shook hands with George and I watched in utter shock as Matthew invited George into his office.
Oh shit, Matthew was going to talk to George about the Speaker position, or about me. Crap!
My heart raced as I watched Matthew’s door and waited for the men to come out. I hoped that Matthew wouldn’t find out that I had been flirting with Senator Masson, George, and not really talking about anything that Matthew wanted me to.
My stomach ached and I felt light headed the longer the two men were in the office. I couldn’t imagine what on earth they had to talk about in there for so long. It took well over an hour before the two came out.
They shook hands and then Matthew shut the door and George left the office without even a look in my direction. My stomach churned. I had gone from being angry with Matthew, to wanting to make sure he wasn’t angry at me.
I sat at my desk and pretended to work as I waited for Matthew to call me into his office. But as the hours of the day faded away, I finally decided it would be best just to head home. Whatever was going on with Matthew, he certainly didn’t want to talk to me about it.
Throughout the ride home, I felt so conflicted. I didn’t want to feel used by Matthew. I didn’t like that feeling at all. But I really didn’t want to continue whatever it was I was doing with Senator Masson. I just wasn’t cut out for that sort of thing, even though I had thought I was.
In my mind I could flirt with George and get him to do whatever I wanted. But the truth was, George was going to want a lot more from me than I was willing to give to him. I saw the way he looked at me. George wanted me in his bed. He wanted to feel his throbbing cock inside of me and if I wasn’t careful he was going to take what he wanted. I needed to stop flirting with him right away.
The drive home from the subway was quick. It was only about a mile or so, but my neighborhood was so dangerous that I always left my car at the parking area near the subway. I pulled into my parking spot before I realized Raymond was parked across the street.
The last time he had been at my apartment he had refused to leave until I came with him. I wasn’t going to fall for that again. Whatever reasoning Matthew had for sending Raymond, it
didn’t matter; I wasn’t going over to his house. At Matthew’s house I didn’t feel in control. It was his home turf and nothing like how I felt at my house. Even though I didn’t like Matthew seeing my apartment, it was done and over now so I might as well just make him come to me if he wanted to see me.
Reluctantly, I walked over to Raymond to see what it was that he needed to tell me. There was no way in hell I was going over to Matthew’s house. He hadn’t even spoken to me at work. I didn’t feel like getting trapped at his house for the night. And I certainly didn’t want Matthew to have the upper hand in whatever it was that was going on between the two of us.
“Hi, Raymond. I’m not coming anywhere with you. I’m sorry, but please don’t sit out here all night.”
“I just needed to give you this,” Raymond handed me a small box.
“What is it?”
“Do you seriously think I would ever look inside?” He said with a smile.
“Yes,” I smiled back.
“It’s a key with a note. The note was sealed so I couldn’t read it. Not sure what the key is to. Good luck.”
Raymond rolled the window up and drove away.
I stood in the street for a minute as I tried to decide whether I wanted to look inside the box or not. It was obviously some sort of game of Matthew’s and I wasn’t sure it was a good idea to play along with him. He wanted to be in control and he had the control, even when I tried to stand up to him I couldn’t.
Slowly I opened to box and took out the key. It didn’t look like a car key, but I wasn’t exactly sure what the key was for. Perhaps a safe or some locker somewhere, I wasn’t sure.
I didn’t feel like standing in the street as I opened the letter so I went and sat back in my car. It was a short letter and certainly not an apology, I could tell that right away.
“Go to this address. Use the key. It’s a surprise.”
The note read like some sort of scavenger hunt or something and I really wasn’t in the mood. Whatever was at that address was just going to have to wait because I was going to head to bed early for the night.