The Senate race

[Gabe619]

Governor Michael Hastings was running for Senate, anyone with eyes could see that the way his advertising campaign had swung into effect. he was hitting news shows, radio, bill boards, going door to door, but it was early days yet. At 47 he was in good shape taking very good care of himself which helped with the heavy workload of still performing as Governor while pushing his campaign. His wife was helping of course as were his two kids, but most of this was on his shoulders. It required late night and working weekends and he needed something to spice things up. Michael Hastings was a good man, he was faithful to his wife, a loving father, hard but fair on his staffers and would make an amazing Senator ... or thats what the news and the rest of the world thought. But like most people Hastings had a dark side, one he didn't get to let out often and when he had he had to pay a lot of money to keep it secret from everyone. But it had been worth it. But the last time had been years ago and he had been feeling the itch rising for months now. To busy to go scratch it he had instead thrown himself into his work.

Today he was at the Governors mansion working in his office in a white shirt, unbuttoned at the top and black slacks and shoes. He had his head in one hand reading through the latest polling figures when there was a knock on his door.

"Come in." He called.

His secretary, Brenda Cole stuck her pretty head around the door and smiled. "Sorry, Governor, but there's a Terry Kline to see you?"

"Terry?! Send him in!" Michael stood with a huge grin as his old friend walked in with an equally big grin on his face.

The two men embraced in the middle of the office before Hastings gestured for Terry to take a seat while he got them some drinks.

"Terry, hell, it's been years, how the hell are you?" The Governor asked handing the man a whiskey.

"Been doing well, got my own business now and I just made a considerable contribution to your war chest." Kline smiled sipping the drink. "Mmm, only the best, huh?"

"You know it. So what can I do for you?" Hastings took a seat across from his friend and waited.

"You remember my daughter?"

"Yes of course, I think she was, what, 10 when I last saw her?"

"12, anyway, she is now 18 and wants to to go into politics. She has been following your term as Governor with great enthusiasm and is always going on about how you will make a great Senator. So ... I was wondering ... is there anyway you could find her a spot on your staff for a few months? Just to give her a taste for the real thing? I know it's a lot to ask."

Governor Hastings sat back with a smile and waved his drink in the air. "It's not a problem Terry, really it isn't. I'm sure I can find her something to do, we're always needing volunteers. Look, have her come over tomorrow ok? I'll interview her as I would any potential staffer, that might give her a thrill, then put her to work somewhere."

Terry smiled and finished his drink before standing. "Thanks, Mike, I knew I could count on you."

"Just as long as I can count on your vote." Hastings laughed shaking his friends hand. "Have her here about 10am, I can get her sorted before the real work starts for the day. I can't wait to meet her." He said escorting his friend to the door.

"She will be thrilled. Thanks again, Mike."

With that Terry left the Governor alone who chuckled after the door was shut. Terry was a good guy, but soft, he would never make it in politics and Michael figured his daughter would be the same. He would give the girl the thrill of being interviewed by him then squirrel her away in the post room or some low level position where he wouldn't have to worry about her again.

 

[Kililia]

Jane Kline found herself jumping up and down from the moment her father inform her of the good news. She had asked her father but never expected to actually come true yet here she was hugging her dad as he infor her that his friend accepted. She could not wait to tell all her friends after all it was such a rare opportunity. She spend the whole day going through her closet unsatisfied and end up buing a cute purple suit for herself. The morning she had her friend do her make up before the interview in exchange of a favor.

She headed early as she was so excited and hope the extra time allow her time to calm down before the interview. She end up arriving almost 2 hours ahead of time and struck up a conversation with the secretary about the latest fashion and her interview. Jane was actually quite petite, but had a nice figure, her long raven hair was in a bun but her most unique feature was her violet eyes.

She had little time to prepare for the interview as she spend most of the day shopping and working on what to wear and not what to say. She relax a bit as the secretary gave her a bit of advice for the interview....

She suddenly feared of not getting the job after all she had told her friends, this be her first job....

 

[Gabe619]

Governor Hastings relaxed behind his desk, the early morning sunshine filtering in through the window at his back and warming the room. He was reading over some state legislature that was so dry he found himself rereading some paragraphs again in their entirety. A light flashed on his phone on the desk and he reached over and pressed a button.

"Yes, Brenda?"

"Your 10 o'clock is here ... she's been here a couple of hours now." His secretary's voice held the tone of her amusement at the young girls obvious excitement. For his part, Hastings had forgotten the whole thing and sat for a second trying to remember what meeting this was. Finally it popped into his head and he shook his head. He really didn't have time for this nonsense, but a promise was a promise.

"Very well, Brenda, show her in."

He grabbed his jacket from the back of his chair and slipped it on and smoothed down his hair wanting to look as good as he could for the young girl. If nothing else came from this interview he hoped she might go home and tell everyone how cool he was and gain a few extra votes. He stood behind his desk as the heavy wooden door of his office opened and Brenda showed the young girl into the room, then with a smile the older woman backed out closing the door. For a moment Hastings just stood rooted to the spot looking at the girl ... she was gorgeous. The purple business suit hugged her slender figure in all the right places, her lips were perfect and her skin seemed smooth and flawless, but it was were eyes that gained most of his attention. Violet ... he had never seen that colour of eye before but even from here he could tell they suited her perfectly. Pulling himself back together he gave her his best smile and walked around the desk to shake her hand, loving how soft her skin felt on his own.

"Jane, how good to see you again." He said with all honesty now he had laid eyes on her. "Please, here, take a seat." He pulled out a chair for her from in front of his desk and once she was seated retook his own seat and leaned back watching her carefully. "So, I suppose you don't remember me do you? I used to visit your home when you were younger. Me and your dad used to ... well, we got up to some stuff." He chuckled his voice deep and powerful, one of his better traits he was always told and essential for a politician when giving speeches. "But your dad tell me you want to get into politics? That's great news. I wish more young people like you felt the same. We need the votes of the younger people of America. We need to hear their voice. But, tell me why you want to be involved, and more importantly why you want to be involved with me?"

 

[Kililia]

Jane smiled up at him as she sat down for a moment all she could hear was her heart beat , but once she began to breathe again she could hear him clearly: " I am sure, that be true...every time my dad mentions you, my mom gives him "the look" which ends up resulting in dad changing topics..." *giggles as she remembers the look* " Well the world is changing with immigration etc and not for the better, actually its getting scary...and i feel most politician action or based on being politically correct and not stating facts which endangers our country. I like the fact that you have the guts to state true facts even if people claim its discrimination which is not. I mean if it walks and talks like a duck, its a duck...you know..." I think politics and its history should be thought to the new generation, people get swept in the social crap, pardon my french... and forget all the good that has come out of politics well from those that did not fear to speak the truth."

She nervously ran her hands over her skirt: " I am trying to have politic brought to my school to explain all the good that has come from voting and changes that benefited our country. And also the fact od the cons of politic brought by people we made the mistake to vote for which sold us on the latest, coolest none functional plans and how it hurt our people....sorry i must be boring you...Look, I'll understand if you simply push me in the back to not be a burden, I'm just happy i had to meet you and maybe get a picture. I am honestly happy just getting to meet ya in person, i can at least brag about it..."

Jane got up from her chair and extended her hand to him: " Anyways its was great seeing ya again....at worse i might bully dad into inviting ya for diner...dont worry mom will not be cooking..."

 

[Gabe619]

Michael sat and listened, a look of interest on his face as Jane spoke. She was obviously passionate about this topic and had some good points, points he had been trying to make for ages and which his platform to run for the Senate was based on. He ignored the hand she held out, his eyes twinkling slightly as he looked into those beautiful eyes for a moment.

"Sit." He said simply and waited until she had, then took a breath as if finishing a thought. "You seem to be exactly the sort of young person I need on my staff, Jane. You understand how the politics of old have always been somewhat of a magic trick. The man or woman will stand there on their podium waving a hand and saying to their audience look over here, see how bright and fine your future is if you vote for me? While all the time the other hand is making backroom deals and selling their voters down the river." He leaned back further, relaxing, crossing his legs as he glanced around his office. He waved a hand. "You see these paintings? Our Founding Fathers, and I often wonder what they would think if they could see what the system they put into place to protect their new country and it's people has become."

He suddenly lent forward, his hands curled together before him on his desk, staring at the young girl with an almost withering look. "I need people with passion, loyalty, who aren't afraid of hard work and who will do whatever is needed to protect this countries citizens from unscrupulous politicians only out to line their own pockets or stroke their own ego's. Do you think you could be one of those people, Jane? Because if so then I would like you to come work with me ... closely."

He of course didn't say that another think politicians did was to tell people they needed help from exactly what they wanted to hear. He didn't really need Jane's help, what he wanted from her was more physical and she would find out what that was soon enough. His earlier intentions of putting her in some forgotten post room to work or sending her home to her father had now gone out the window the second he saw her. He wanted her, he wanted her badly and he always got what he wanted. Best friends daughter or not ... she would be his.

 

[Kililia]

Jane blink as she was a bit shock: " Are you serious?!! Omg...like....oh my god....i mean,,,i am i'd love to work with ya...!" * She could not believe her ears, she expected to wake up at any minute * " i honestly just expected a picture to be able show my friends..."

She smiled: " My dad will be soo happy...he told me not to have a big expectation cause your such a busy man...i mean he is right....of course....so when shall i start? do i need anything?"
She was honestly shock by his reply and was mostly lost for words. She had millions of question but restrained herself. She smiled as she could not believe this was actually happening to her.

Jane recomposed herself: " Btw, dad says hi..." *She pulled out a small letter from her purse and handed it to him it was an invite to come have diner at their home* "He ask me to give you this..." *She guessed dad was gonna invite him over as its been so long, she smiled at him: " I heard your going to travel to another state your family... anywhere specific?"

 

[Gabe619]

"Well, obviously my immediate family lives here in the State or I couldn't run for the Senate." He laughed at her exuberance. "But yes, I do have a trip planned to New York later this week to visit my in laws."

He took the letter and opened it, reading quickly over the short message within and smiling as he lowered it to his desk.

"Tell your father I would happy to visit for dinner ... say tomorrow night if that's agreeable? I would give your parents more time but what with my trip and the Senate race I am sure you can imagine how busy I am. As for you young lady, turn up here tomorrow morning at 8am sharp as you did today and I think I will have something rather important for you to do. Don't worry, you don't need to bring anything with you though, just dress smartly as you have today ... in fact if it's hard for you to afford the clothing for what you will be doing I am sure we could find some funds to cloth you appropriately ... I know this rather nice shop in town that does the most lovely suits and dresses, my wife uses it. I'll show it to you."

Although some of his comments were said as questions, his demeanour and tone left nothing to be questioned at all. He expected things to go exactly how he stated they would and by force of will if nothing else they would fall in line, and so would Jane.

"Now, I believe you wanted a picture?" He pressed the intercom button. "Brenda, please send the photographer in."

He stood and walked around the desk offering his hand to the young girl to stand too as the door opened and a young man walked in with a very professional camera. Hastings led Jane to the fireplace in his office over which a portrait of Abraham Lincoln hung. He knew from previous experience the light in this spot was perfect for photographer so as he stood beside Jane he slipped his arm around her waist, his hand on her hip, holding her close as they both looked at the camera and the flash went off.

"Perfect." The Governor stated, holding her to him slightly longer than perhaps he needed to but enjoying the feel of her young body against his. The photographer scurried out closing the door leaving Hastings Standing looking down at Jane. He took both of her hands in his, his gaze powerful as he towered over her petite frame. "I'll make sure he send a few copies of that photo to you and your parents. I am sure they will be very proud of you. I have big plans for you, Jane ... we need to work closely for them to succeed ... perhaps you could join me on my trip to New York. We could have some time together to discuss how I wish to use you ... in my campaign."

 

[Kililia]

Once the interview was over, she headed home, by the time she arrived home she manage to tell all her friends about the good news. Her parents had prepared a small celebration when she arrived with a new suits as a gift. She could barely sit down as she was so giddy about her new job. Her mother did not approve of going on a trip with Michael . her father knew Michael would somehow manage to make it happen as he did not wanna argue with his wife over the details.

She had left early in the morning in the black suit her parents bought her as she rushed to work, she manage to arrive an hour early as she waited outside while talking once more with the secretary.The secretary gave her a list of his schedule and explain a bit of what was expected and the unexpected changes of plan so that she does not get taken off guard...

 

[Gabe619]

Hastings walked down the passage toward his office holding the morning papers in his hand and humming to himself. He saw Jane waiting, his eyes travelled over her young firm petite body in that smart, but somehow still sexy suit she wore. Brenda smiled up at him from her desk and handed him a pile of phone messages and his schedule for the day. Michael took Jane's arm and led her into his office closing the door behind them. He quickly glanced over the messages, moving them into an order he wished to call the people back before he dropped into his chair and turned to the young girl.

"So, Jane, how did your parents take the news? Happy with you I hope? Proud? Are we on for tonight and dinner? I need to keep the evening free of other commitments if we are." He asked his questions in a deep firm voice, his eyes not leaving hers, his gaze almost forceful.

She really was gorgeous and he had been thinking of her a lot since yesterday. She was obviously passionate about politics, but he wondered how deep that passion ran for other aspects of her character. Was she a virgin? Did she enjoy sex? Was she submissive? Did she find pleasure in obeying? All important questions he needed to know. But this was only their second meeting, he had to be careful, but at the same time feel her out.

"Please, sit. Tell me all your parents had to say, I am curious."

 

[Kililia]

Jane nodded as she sat down on the chair, smiling: " Actually my parents were real happy for him., They bought me this suit for a congratulation party. Oh yes, dad said he wants you text him when you be heading home for dinner. He said he cant way you guys talk and remenise about the past. My mom doesn't want me to go to New York cause she said its dangerous and that i was to young to be alone in a big city"

Jane mother had been a model that had travel around the world, which upset Jane as she was not allowed travel : " Its so not fair...dad said they talk about it tonight and i know he will do his best. nut mom does not change her mind easily...so i cant garantie about New York " * she was sad that she might lose the job cause of her mother*

 

[Gabe619]

"I'm sure I can bring her around. Besides you wouldn't be alone, I would be with you all the time." Hastings remarked with a smile.

He knew Jane's mother quite well and knew some things about her past that she would probably not like her young innocent daughter knowing. She had been a good and quite famous model in her time, but to get there she had to do some things he knew she was not happy about.

"So, Jane, my thoughts are you can be my personal assistant during my race for the Senate. That will mean you staying late with me to work, coming with me on rallies etc. Taking notes for Brenda to write up for me and doing anything I tell you without question. And I mean anything." His expression became one of seriousness now, his eyes flinty hard almost as he gazed at her. "I do not accept backtalk from my staff and expect total obedience and loyalty. This is an important mission we're on that I hope one day will lead to the Whitehouse. If this goes well you could be with me when that day arrives. Do you think you have what it takes to be with me, Jane?"

 

[Kililia]

Jane was restraining herself from jumping up and down:" I finished high school so I can stay up late...I just need update every day to my parents...but only if mom don't say no since she has the final say"

" I can take notes and follow order ...I mean it be silly I do a sloppy job after I pass an interview. I definitely have it...head up, mom is not a great cook ...be lucky if it's not take out"

She pray to god that her mother does take out, the last guest that her father invited home had gotten sick and end up never returning to eat with them. Thankfully the guest still kept contact with her father but only ate at restaurant. They found out he end up sick for 3 days sue to her mothers cooking.

That evening she gave her mother simple recipes for diner that she could not imagine her mother could mess up on her own. But after her father tasted the simple recipe from his wife,informed her daughter they should simply order. Hell she was so stress about the whole diner, she cooked that evening and asked her mother simply to reheat everything. One thing mom was good at was reheating in the microwave.

 

[Gabe619]

Hastings smiled and went over his days routine with Jane, taking any chance he got to admire her young body and pretty face. He even allowed himself to touch her, holding her shoulders, slipping an arm around her waist, complimenting her looks. At the end of the day he and Jane jumped into his car to head to her house. His security would wait outside of course. They pulled up and Michael helped Jane out of his limo and together they walked up the path to her front door where her smiling father awaited.

"Michael, thanks for coming." Terry stated shaking hands with his old fried as they entered the house.

"My pleasure, Terry. Always happy to help you out with some home cooked meals."

Terry laughed and leaned in. "And with Wendy cooking we need all the help we can get." He winked.

Michael watched as Jane hugged her parents then did whatever she usually did when she got home as he caught up with Terry and hugged Wendy when she came into the living room to greet him.

"Wendy, you look more beautiful every day." Hastings flattered the woman who smiled happily at the compliment.

"Thank you, Michael, well, dinner is ready if you'd like to come to the table?" She stated leading the men to the dining room. "Michael, here, you sit this side of the table with Jane ... Terry, you sit with me over here ... now help yourselves."

 

[Kililia]

Jane notice his physical contact but guessed it was out of habit due to getting voters, the physical contact to comfort and draw them in. She blushed as he noticed how she done her hair which she was so proud as her mother woke her early to make it perfect that morning. She smiled as she was heading home with him: " Dad said he got your favorite drink ready in his man cave..." She thanked him as she stepped out of the limo and headed to the door, pray her mother did not messed the diner she prepared*

She hugged and kissed her dad: " hi daddy..." *Wendy hugged her daughter as she smiled at her husband: " Jane end up cooking since she was wanted everything perfect....ironically she is a good cook"

Jane ran off to her bedroom to changed into something more relaxing, he went through her closet to dig for something relaxing. She finally settled for a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with a cute logo of a owl. She found herself staring back at herself in the mirror wondering if her boss would find it weird but then again she was at home. She decided to go with it since he was her dad's best friend.She rushed downstairs and help her mother set down the table.

Wendy smiled as she sat down and looked over to her guessed:" It appears everything if going well for you now...god knows my daughter already has her schoolmates voting for you already..."

She looked up at her mom blushing: " mom...seriously? like...can we like talk about something else....? liiike....New York? " *Smiles innocently but he mother shakes her head* " i'm sorry sweety but i wont have you alone in a big city alone...especially sleeping in a hotel alone its too dangerous....right hun?" *She looked at her husband who obviously trying ignore the situation as he asked if his friend wanted more wine*

 

[Gabe619]

Michael began to eat and his eyes opened a little wider as he chewed. This was actually pretty good. He took a few more mouthfuls from his plate as Wendy spoke and Jane got embarrassed. He dabbed at his mouth with a napkin as he swallowed and smiled at Jane and Wendy.

"It seems your daughter is a fine cook, Wendy, this dinner is delicious. I might move her to my catering team if she wasn't so important as my personal assistant. I love her work ethic and she focuses so hard on making sure everything is perfect. She is exactly the sort of young lady we need in my campaign which, as you mention, seems to be going well." He smiled all around and patted Jane's knee under the table. The cute owl design on the tshirt drew his eye, which only helped fix his attention on her swelling young breasts. He pulled his gaze away and looked back at Wendy. "We need all the votes we can get of course so I would honoured if she is getting her friends to vote for me. We need more young people voting I think, it;s important to the future of our country. Now, this New York trip, I can understand your worries, Wendy, I can. I am a father myself remember. However keep in mind I will be with her all the time and I have security with me too. The hotel will also be secured and our rooms will be next to each other so if we need to work late it's easier. She will be safer with me in New than she is, to be frank, in her bedroom here at home."

His smile grew a little wider and he winked at Wendy now.

"Besides, Wendy, I am sure you remember how you were at Jane's age ... some of the things you got up to? And you turn out just fine."

His eyes fixed to Jane's mothers for a moment and he noticed she blushed slightly. She knew he knew the crazy shit she had done as a girl and how much more dangerous some of it had been compared to Jane going to New York with him. His hand remained on Jane's knee, almost possessively.

 

[Kililia]

The father smiled at his daughter as his friend complimented on her cooking as he was so proud of his girl. Jane had to admit to herself that her boss was quite the charmer and had a way with words. She blushed as he continued to pay her compliment and pointed out her best qualities which was odd to hear but nice as well. She smiled as she heard hom remind her how he used his own situation for comfort her mother and actually taking notes of his technics.

Wendy blushed as she remembered the crazy stuff she done without parental supervision hell it was on one of those events she met Michael and knew he witness a lot . She did not like that he would dare bring it up in front of her child .Her Husband and daughter excused themselves as they left the room to give them privacy, Jane left to get the dessert ready while her husband when to his man cave.

Wendy smile faded once her family was out ear shot as she glared at Michael: " I know of your dirty little habits and i will not have my child part of that crap...so when she returns, you will tell her you changed your mind about New York or whatever excuse. We had an agreement that my past were not to be mentioned...and if you do, I will make you regret you ever came back in my life..." *She smiled at him*

 

[Gabe619]

As fast as Wendy smiled faded when left alone with Michael so to did his veneer of charm. As she finished speaking he grabbed her by the throat and pushed her against the wall hard, his gaze deathly cold as he stared in Jane's mothers eyes. His grip was like a vice and no matter how much she scrambled to be free he held her easily, unable to speak or cry out for help.

"Wendy, Wendy, Wendy ... you silly girl." He said in a sing song voice which was chilling to hear. "Do you really want to threaten me? What do you think you can say? That I fuck young girls and make them my slaves ... you think that's unusual for someone in my position with my authority? Besides remember what I know about you ... does Terry know he isn't Jane's father? I doubt it ... actually, can you even remember who her father is? You had your legs open for so many men back then it could be anyone ... hell, even me." He chuckled, but his fingers tightened on her throat as she started to gasp. He leaned in closer. "Never threaten me again ... do you fully understand that? Is it crystal to you, you dumb slut?"

She nodded slightly, just about all she could do in her current position, and Michael let her go so she sagged, almost falling to her knees, her hands coming up to her throat as Michael stepped back and smoothed his suit down and ran a hand through his hair looking at her as if she was nothing, which to him she was.

"You will tell Jane she can come to New York with me, you will tell her to obey me in all things, how important it is she pleases me for her future. She is a beautiful, bright girl, and very sexy, and I will have her. But don't worry, I will make sure she benefits from this. You won't see a cent of it, but if she behaves and does as she is told she may find her political career is made even at her young age. Now, I believe there was dessert?"

He turned and called out to Terry and Jane and laughing as he asked if the girl was ready to give him his dessert, getting an evil look from Wendy.

 

[Kililia]

Wendy was literally in shock as he dare touched her in her own house. Sure it was true they had slept together and it was hard to have him leave her alone. She knew how possessive he was and had no intention let her daughter go through it. She ran her hand over her neck as she glared at him as he was arrogant enough to act casual. She glance at her daughter and the way he looked at her which she did not approved.

She kissed her husband as she looked at her daughter and smiled: Michael and I agreed it would be best that you do not go to New York. He agrees that it would not be safe as he has a very busy schedule. "

Wendy smiled at Michael as she dare defy him as she done in the past before he had her in his bed. She knew it was dangerous game but she was willing risk it for her daughter. Her husband looked confused, he turn to speak but one look from his wife...he stayed quiet.

Jane was so upset but did not dare speak as her mother always had final say in all matters. She looks at Michael :" I guess ummm...I won't be able to work with you...."
She slowly started serve the sugar pie slices to everyone in the awkward silence.

 

[Gabe619]

The evening came to it's awkward end, Wendy no doubt assuming she had won a great victory over Michael, and yet he had one final avenue to explore before he had to make good on his threats to Jane's mother. He was quite sure in his ability to inflict hurt upon her for her lack of fear. Odd, considering she knew him quite well and he admitted her blase way of dismissing him in front of her family had surprised him and not a lot did that these days. However as Terry followed Hastings out to his car, the Governor stopped and took his friend by the arm.

"Terry, I think you need to talk to Wendy. I don't understand her almost insulting stand on not letting Jane accompany me to New York. It's not as if she wouldn't be safe with me, you know I would never let anything happen to her and we won't be gone for long, a few days at most." His expression was one of sincere concern and confusion. "I am trying to give Jane the bump up she needs to make it in the world of politics. Can you imagine how it will look to her teachers and professors at university when they see she was the personal aid to a Governor running for the Senate? Even more so when we win. How it would look on her application to work for someone in Washington? I can put her in touch with important people, Terry. She will be made for life in this profession, secure and at ease. You know I think of her as a daughter, I will teach her all I know. But if Wendy gets her way then what? Jane will have to head out into the world with no support other than what you can give her, no training, hell she might end up flipping burgers at McDonalds ... do you want that for your daughter, Terry?"

He could see the man was conflicted. He loved his daughter so much and knew what Mike was saying to him made perfect sense. He too had no idea why Wendy was blocking this. Why would she want to take this opportunity away from Jane? But he also knew that almost since the day they married she had worn the trousers in the family. Terry physically straightened up a little, his expression becoming firmer, more determined. It was time he showed his wife that when it came to their daughter his view and opinion mattered just as much as her own.

"Mike, let me talk to Wendy, ok? I agree with you, I do, she is being unreasonable to Jane and it's not fair. Give me tonight and I'll call you tomorrow, ok?"

Michael nodded, shook his friends hand and got into his car to be driven home. A small smile crossed his lips. One way or the other he would have that girl. Once he set his mind on something he never let go.

Terry walked back into his house. Jane had gone to her room obviously upset and Wendy was washing dishes in the kitchen as he walked into the room and stood looking at her back.

"Wendy, we need to talk. What you did tonight was out of line and rude to my friend. He is just trying to help our daughter out and your being unreasonable."

 

[Kililia]

Wendy set the dished down as she looked back at her husband annoyed: " There is nothing to talk about love, I will not allow our daughter to go to New York without protection. Even you heard of Michael fool around young girls...hell even you seen how he is...would you risk our child is such a situation?" She was upset enough to not continue washing the dishes, she placed her hair in a messy bun. She walked over to kiss him as she smiled: " How about we do something more fun than fight....over Michael.." *She ran her hands down his chest to his pants, sliding her hand inside to stroke his cock.

She usually could distract her husband with sex which was once of the things she loved about him. In big arguments , she would simply begin to use sex as a tool to have it her own way. Unlike her past men that were bad boys, terry was simpler, sex was not as exciting and wild but decent that she be able settle for it. The last thing she wanted was start an argument over Michael wants and needs. And did not want to get into how she knew of Michael habits and her past dating of his friend.

 

[Gabe619]

Terry grabbed his wifes hand and pulled himself free of her grasp. he sighed and turned away, confused and annoyed at how Wendy always got him to drop matters he thought were important just by turning him on. He wasn't stupid, he knew she had figured out a way to get him on side and he went with it because one the sex was great and to it usually meant he had a quiet life. But this time he was looking at the bigger picture and his, their daughters future.

"Wendy, stop it, just once lets ... just talk, ok? I'm serious here. Jane could be set up for life if she gets this job with Mike. She could make connections while with him, start her political career at a really young age. This is important!" He spun back toward her, his expression one of conviction now. "And you have never liked Mike that much, I know that, but to bring up those slanderous rumours of him with girls ... that's low, Wendy, even for you. Plus he's married with daughters of his own, you really think his wife and family would stick b him if those rumours were true?! Of course they wouldn't. Sure, I've seen him flirt with girls when we used to go out drinking, hell all guys do that. But I haven't seen him for years, not since he got elected Governor. Can't you cut the guy some slack here and think of our daughters future over your own hatred for the man?"

 

[Kililia]

Wendy jaw dropped as her husband took his side: "I am thinking of our daughters future! I will not risk her safety! You dont know him the way i do! Mike is a dangerous, degenerate pervert that like to control and take young naive girls ..." She remembered how charming he was with her when they first met with gifts and the fancy dates..but after they slept together, he started to get scary. Somehow he always knew where she was and sex was not something she was allowed deny him. She learned that quickly after she made the mistake of slapping him as he would not stop groping her. After that night, she could not sit or walk straight for a few weeks, she remembered that terrifying angry look before he punished her that first night. The only reason she dared defy him at diner was that she knew he never stain his image of a great guy by exploding in public.

She was so upset that she wanted to slap her husband: " I rather our daughter have a nice small job than work for him to get a job that will require fucking Mike against her will...I am telling the truth! His dangerous....I dont care that he is your friends! "

She glared at him: ' you would endanger our child's life so you can hang around your cool friend? Have YOU lost your god damn mind?! its our child, terry...I will not have him around MY daughter!

She remove her apron and threw it in his face enraged: " that is final, terry and if you dont like it, you can sleep on the couch forever!" *For the first time she used sex against him, god knows he never had it as good with any other woman. If she could not used sex to make him obey, she was willing to remove sex to put him in his place*

 

[Gabe619]

Terry never got mad, annoyed, yes, frustrated, sure, but never mad, but the way Wendy was acting sparked something inside him and his face grew redder as she began to shout at him and then threw the apron in his face. He eyes narrowed and became harder and he moved into Wendy's personal space, forcing her up against the kitchen wall as a finger came up under her nose.

"Don't you EVER suggest I don't care for my daughter! EVER!" He snarled. "This isn't about me and it sure as hell isn't about you and your hatred of a man who could begin our daughters career and put her on the path she wants to lead. Not everything is about you, Wendy, as much as yo wish it were." He turned and stalked away, but then spun, pointing at her face again. "Are you even listening to yourself? You sound like a maniac suggesting that the Governor of our State is a rapist? A .. what did you call him ... degenerate pervert? My God, Wendy, do you have any idea what you are saying? And if I had wanted to hang around my 'cool' friend don't you think I would have been hanging with him all these years he was the Governor?"

He moved slowly back toward her now. "And don't think I don't know you and him fucked years ago. I know all about you history with other men. I'm not as naive as you might think. I just didn't say anything because I love you and wanted our family to be perfect. We have raised a beautiful, smart, intelligent young lady who is more than capable of taking care of herself. Do you have no faith in her at all?" He was again right up in her face. "And as for sleeping on the couch, this is my fucking house as much as your's and I'll damn well sleep wherever I want."

For a moment he just stared into her eyes, then he grabbed her and kissed her hard and with a passion she had never felt before.

 

[Kililia]

Wendy froze for a second as he confronted her for the first time, she was lost for words as he raised his voice. She paled as he revealed he knew the truth about her. She had work so hard to keep yet he had still taken her knowing what kind of girl she had been cause he loved her. Her vision blurred by her tears as she knew he truly loved her and did not held anything against her. Honestly hearing him swear and take charge was a new side of him that turn her on.

She kissed him passionately as she struggle to tare off his clothes, that side of him made her so wet...She climbed on top of him as she kissed him back hungrily. God she wanted feel his cock inside her, pounded her with the same passion he had in his speech. Whispering between kisses; ' fuck.me...i do...whatever you say...please baby fuck me now...i need it inside me hard" She ripped open his ship as she lick and bite his neck and lips as she was so horny as she witness this side of him.

 

[Gabe619]

It was as if an animal long leashed inside him had been set free. As Wendy ripped his shirt open, her lips attacking his, his neck, his hands slipped up under her dress, grabbing her ass as his fingers slipping into her panties and with one jerk ripped them from her body letting them flutter to the carpet. As his fingers slipped over her pussy, already wet he found, his other hand frantically unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock free. With a grunt he picked her up and slammed her into the wall as his lips met hers again, his tongue plunging into her mouth as he moaned. His cock head slipped up her tight, over her wetness, rubbing her pussy lips and clit. He shifted his hips and thrust .... and he was in her, so deep. His breathing almost stopped it felt so good, a long drawn out groan of intense passion rolled from his lips as he cupped his wife's ass, lifting her, holding her against eh wall as he started to slam into her fucking her harder than any woman he had ever been with.

One of his hands slipped up her body, finding the zipper on the back of her dress and yanking it down, his hand slipping inside to stroke over her smooth warm skin, he found her bra strap and, surprising even himself, released it and pulled his body back a little, pulling the dress down and her bra off exposing her magnificent breasts to his eyes.

"Wendy, God, I've always loved your tits, darling, you have such a fucking hot body." He growled as his lips found her breasts, kissing, licking, biting even as he kept pumping his hips, fucking her deep with every stroke. "Jane's going with Mike, no more arguments ... got that!" He snarled almost daring her to disagree with him as his free hand slipped around her throat, holding her head against the wall so they looked into each others eyes, his fingers tightening around her throat, but turning him on so much.