Seducing "Saint" Senator (Closed for Homerun2611)

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Growing up in a well known and very wealthy family has always seemed like more of a burden than a blessing to Lauren "Ren" Dawson. Always having to be sweet and perfect and fake for the cameras had really irritated her as much as the corruptness of politics and law it's self and the drooling men her father Judge Dawson worked with who always seemed to keep an eye on her growth the moment she hit 15.

She had been at a huge parties at the new night club the past few nights in town drinking, trying out some party drugs and dancing with hot guys, At 21,she was the rebel of the "perfect" family and totally opposite of her older brother whom had followed their fathers footsteps in law and her younger sister who did youth advocacy and public speaking along with her mother a well known socialite and humanitarian but at home the pressure for her to do something sitting that lifestyle had been too much, she wanted to act but her father would have none of it.

The morning after the club her father demanded she attend a gala and work beneath a respected comrade of his and a man he had been a generous donor to or he would freeze her cards and trust fund and she reluctantly agreed dressing like he'd wanted and looking like the "Angel" of his again

She definitely wasn't in the mood to get ogled by creepy men but there was the hot senator she had seen before on tv that he wanted her to learn from and she smirked in the mirror brushing her hair out of her face gently and put a little lipstick on her makeup way different than what she liked ,straightened her dress and sighed hearing her father call out the car was there for them and said " Coming Daddy!" and laughed knowing she would try to have a little fun at this gala tonight teasing these old men and perhaps get one to take care of her if her father made good on his threats.
 
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Scott, “Scotty” Richards, was a man on the rise. He had been groomed to be exactly at this moment. Tonight was a black tie event, the launching pad for the next and most important phase of his life, of any man’s life, for the still, relatively young, recently reelected second term US Senator from Illinois, was about to begin the two year marathon run for President!

Scotty was a political darling, handsome, a beautiful wife, Marilyn, and recently turned 18 year old daughter, Shelby, who was quickly drawing a very different, and enthusiastic fan club herself. Shelby had blossomed this last year, with a body that was much more voluptuous than her waif like beauty of a mother. She was growing into that body both physically and mentally. They were beautiful, photogenic, successful, and prepared, in fact, groomed for this moment. They were already being characterized as the next John and Jacqueline Kennedy, a little over a half century later.

The $1,000 a plate gala, was being thrown jointly by the uber wealthy Judge Buck Dawson, and his own father-in-law, Randolph Pierce. The two men had a long history, they had met at Exeter, the ultra exclusive New England prep school, roomed at Harvard together, both were key members of the national champion Crimson’s crew team, they had pledged the same secret society, and while Randolph attended Oxford for his legal training, Buck had stayed on at Harvard. Both men came from family money of questionable means. Both families grew their wealth in the days of monopolistic tycoons, Buck’s grandfather had worked for the Vanderbilt’s, Randolph’s the Rockefellers. By American standards, their wealth was as blue blood as it gets!

Scotty had benefitted from it all. Scotty came from humble beginnings, he was a farm kid from Galesburg Illinois. His mother died of cancer when he was only ten years old, raised by his father. He was a natural athlete, six foot three, 210 pounds of sculpted, farm boy muscle, he had been a local football star, a quarterback who‘s right arm threw fire. He was an average but hard working student who somehow pulled straight A’s from the relatively unsophisticated high school.

That didn’t matter, what mattered was his GPA, was good enough for the Ivy to notice when combined with his incredible athletic talent! Scotty had received a full ride offer to the University of Illinois, and the Ivy League, technically did not give athletic scholarships, however it did have boosters. Randolph would do anything for his alma mater, and when the young man flew to Boston, it was Randolph, Marilyn in tow, that hosted him. His daughter had been required to join him, and Buck had been none too subtle in arranging his daughter to be on the arm of the handsome, future QB of the Crimson. “You can fuck my daughter, just don’t ever fuck with me!” Randolph had said it smiling, but the threat was clear! The man was willing to give him whatever he wanted, make all the right connections, but he owed him.

Scotty had quickly been introduced to a world he didn’t know existed, debutante balls, private jets, Randolph took care of everything. Marilyn was shy, sweet beautiful, sophisticated all things Scotty was not used to. They dated from his arrival and were married the September after graduation. From their first meeting, Randolph saw the potential in Scotty, he had that natural charm and easy way that screamed leadership and charisma, combine that with the self made farm boy, and he was a political dream. Randolph was incredibly successful and powerful, but still, a Senator son-in-law, perhaps even more, that appealed to Buck and he put the wheels in motion. Part of those wheels was Buck Dawson.

Prior to being appointed a federal judge, at Scotty’s recommendation, Buck had been a big time tobacco lawyer, making nearly a billion dollars from class action law suits, where attorneys got rich, or richer in Buck’s case, and the plaintiff’s got pennies. Buck had also seen Scotty’s potential, and been his largest donor in both his first and second senate run. This was the next step of the plan. Scotty had Marilyn on his arm when he spotted Buck, the man had mentioned his daughter would be with him, and was hoping she might serve a role in the campaign. The answer of course, would be YES, whatever Buck wanted her to do.

As they closed, there was no denying the daughter was quite the beauty! Somewhat conservatively dressed, there had been rumors one of Buck’s children was quite wild, but this couldn’t be her. She looked like an Angel, even Marilyn noticed. Marilyn gave a huge hug, kissing him on the cheek, even allowing the older man to grope her a bit, it was all part of the deal, she knew it. She then leaned in and kissed the girl, “Buck I had no idea your daughter was so beautiful, I wish our own Shelby wold learn to dress more like her, since she realized she is the only one in the family with breasts, she can’t seem to resist showing them.” She winked at them both, this was as off color as Marilyn ever got, she was the epitome of straight laced sophistication.

Scotty held out his hand, giving Buck a firm handshake, only to have the man pull him into a hug! “This is my daughter, Lauren, I was hoping you might find a position for her, she has talents I am sure you can help her bring out?” Scotty leaned in and gave the girl a polite kiss on the cheek. “It is nice to meet you?”
 
Lauren had been quiet on her ride over weighing her options on how to go about things. Her brother would have been more suited for this event, She didn't like this lifestyle, but she did like the financial benefits of it and knew she was pretty enough to be married to someone powerful.

Her father had coached her as usual during the ride and she nearly rolled her eyes hearing him mention the rumors going around about his daughter they just didn't know which one and she chuckled thinking they possibly thought it was her goody two shoes sister because she didnt look as innocent as she acted but was actually very sweet to the point it sickened her at times and she was about years younger than her at 16 but had gotten her dads features & height and was 5'10 so she looked older.

Lauren on the other hand had picked up her mother's traits smaller in height at 5'6, curvy, blonde hair , stunning blue eyes, and a face that looked almost like a doll but she was completely oppsite of sweet and inncocent.

They arrived a bit early to make sure everything was in order and her father greeted Randall Pierce her father's good friend who couldn't seem to help himself from commenting on how much she grew up and how stunning she was.

She had smiled thanking him and went off to mingle and see what fun she could get into as the guest began pouring in after registering their attendance. She moved around talking and faking being social for a while finding everyone there boring and hard to listen to.

She glanced around looking at a man arrived with his family, he was that hot senator she had remembered from tv Scott Richards and he had his wife and daughter on either arm. They looked like one of those perfect couples on magazines but she doubted everything was as squeaky clean as it appeared to be. All politicians were corrupt in her head and if she was forced to work with him she would prove it to her dad after all that money donated, include go toward something better, like her trust fund.

She went to grab some wine thankful there was free booze and open bar but she felt her father's arm pull her away right before she got there and glanced at him seeing his warning look " no drinks until the end of the night, there is someone you need to meet right now"

She remained calm though frustrated and followed along and almost gasped seeing the man up close , he was hotter! He was tall, had Smokey brown eyes and brown hair, his body looked athletic, she could tell he worked out, his jawline was defined and he had some light facial hair that Lauren had and urge to touch.

She eyed his wife getting a twinge of jealousy , she reminded her of her sister Sarah which had annoyed her but she played nice as the woman complimented her, her face hiding her annoyance with her famous smile as she heard the woman's compliment and chuckled " Thank you so much Mrs. Richards you are beautiful as well, it's really my stylists work, I can give you his number for Shelby im sure had be excited" she said after the quick hug.

Next came Senator Richards and her body reacted a bit feeling his lips touch her cheek and she wanted them to touch more and she stared at him heatedly a second before switching back to her sweet girl act " I'm sure I would do great in any position Senator, my dad tells me how good you are with mentoring and im sure you can show me alot of things" she said and grinned the group impressed but Lauren meaning that statement inn a completely different way, she was determined now to work for the senator, because now, she wanted him.
 
Marilyn had spent hours trying on one designer dress after another, consumed with the question, what is right for a future First Lady? Shelby had taken about five minutes, what can I wear that makes me look hot, but my mother won’t stop me. Marilyn had ended up in the emerald green Oscar de la Renta, Shelby, a hot pink mini that fit her young figure like a second skin!

It wasn’t entirely appropriate, but the press loved her, and somehow by having a daughter that the world seemed to wat to fuck, Scotty had risen ten points in the polls as he was appealing to an entirely new demographic, lecherous men into hot young girls. It seemed there were a tremendous number of those.

Scotty had worked the crowd as he had come in, Randolph had them lined up and waiting. Each handshake was raising $10 to 20 thousand dollars, each kiss on the cheek more, particularly if the man got to kiss Marilyn as well. Welcome to politics. Scotty was actually an idealist, he felt he could change the world, he had married a good woman, and stayed faithful. He had been fortunate enough to have dinner early on with Bill Clinton, Bill had given him sage advice. “I almost ruined my presidency by chasing tail …”.

He laughed and looked at Scotty, “And I was nowhere near as good looking as you. If you really care about this, try to stay satisfied with your wife, Marilyn makes Hillary look like the dog you let sleep outside at night. Avoid the skirts, the women who want to be with a powerful man, and you will make your life one hell of a lot easier.“

It made sense to Scotty, it would only take one picture to be a crack in his foundation and lose his father-in-laws support. So, as he shook hands with Buck he breathed a sigh of relief. There was no doubt his daughter was beautiful, but she was a good girl, the daughter of perhaps his largest donor, and a girl who clearly did not need to try to ride his coattails when she had the option of her father’s private jet. What could be safer?

Scotty had been around so many beautiful women, he had become oblivious, for him it was Marilyn, she loved him, and despite an absolute dedication to purely missionary sex, she was a good wife and he was a good husband. So, in meeting Lauren, he noticed her age, her beauty, her body, but that was it, just another temptation to ignore.

Scotty was so numb, he missed the double entendre of Lauren’s response. “That is great, that is just what we need, a bright young woman who is flexible to what we might need at any time!” He was simply being nice. “Why don’t you call me on Monday, and we can set things up, your father has my personal number.” That was it, at least for the moment. They heard the chimes for dinner, and took their table. Buck and Lauren were at his table, Buck sitting next to Marilyn, who sat on my left, Pamela Rothschild, another of my wealthiest and most generous donors, on my right, Randolph to her right, and Lauren directly across the table.

Lauren seemed interested as she never took her eyes off of Scotty, who smiled back at her as the welcome alternative to Pamela. Scotty assumed she was interested in what he was saying and how he conducted such events, of course to help her in her future job. When dinner ended, the music started, a jazz quartet flown in from the French Quarter. Buck stood up, “I’d like to dance with your beautiful wife, if that is all right, Scotty?” Of course it was! But then, he made one more request, “And, would you mind taking my daughter for a spin? It would mean the world to her!” Scotty doubted that, but he could not refuse Buck. He stood up, extending his hand as he moved toward Lauren’s chair, “May I? Would you like to dance?”
 
Lauren watched and observed the senators family, his daughter seemed a bit airheaded, something she coukd use in her favor, she wore a dress Lauren most likely would wear out to a club and she could see the lustful stares the naive girls way which most likely would get her daddy alot of votes, Laurens father would have strangled her if she wore something like that at her age hell he hated it when she wore revealing things at her age now to go out.

She knew she'd have to offer the girl some advice .. but it wasnt time for that just yet. She had watched how the older men watched his wife as well appreciatively hoping to get a hug or kiss from them and her dad included and she rolled her eyes at that.

Ren knew that world and had done as her father said ignoring offers of free drinks or dinner invites from men unless he or her mother was present and it frustrated her but she listened knowing what some of those men were capable of.

She was sure women had thrown themselves at the hot politician all the time,but the difference between her and them had been the fact that she was going to have him, and once Lauren had her mind set on something she got what she wanted.

Her and her father were sat at the same table her seated right next to his daughter and acrross from him by fate and she could'nt help but stare fully admiring his looks instead of what the man was actaully saying and observing him which hed noticed and gave her a smile and she returned one back.

Is he flirting? she thought to herself and smirked inwardly, he had offered to give her his personal number and told her to call him on Monday, she saw how he looked at her earlier, pehaps he wanted her as well?

She saw her father stand and ask his wife to donace and offered her up to dance with the man as well which had made her excited but she contained herself. She could actually hug her annoying father right now, she watched him stand up and come around the table and stand in front of her asking her if it was ok to dance and she offered another smile atbthe charming man, the music wasnt something she would normally listen to but if it got her against his body she didnt care what was playing " Sure ,Id like that" Lauren said although she'd much prefer a private closet where she could be in the senators arms another kind of way.

Lauren glanced at his hand grabbing her petite one and continued her little nice girl act as he guided her to the ballroom floor. She smelled his cologne he wore and felt herself growing wet just by himmtouching the smallest part of her, she needed him, screw his damn wife.
 
Being a politician, a great politician is a skill, some of it God given, others learned and practiced. Particularly a young, dynamic, naturally charismatic and very good looking politician. Did Ren think he wanted her? Did he? Yes she thought that, and in the moment, no he didn’t. Her first thought, that was a skill, for even in a room of 100, even 1,000 women, Scotty had that quality, to at least for a moment, even a fraction of a second, look them in the eye, make them feel he was uniquely talking to them, and make them feel wanted, desired, appreciated and listened to. Did he see them all, no, did that matter, absolutely not, for perception was reality, and that was his skill, his gift. It wasn’t just women, men felt the same, not desired, but listened to. He was their man, understanding their issues, ready and capable of being their advocate and champion!

Yet he did notice Ren, but since Scotty knew the game from his end, he assumed the same from hers. She was young, beautiful, it was to her advantage for all men to think she wanted them, they had a chance, he would not play the fool. She had a look that should make him instantly hard, and in fact it did, as much as he would allow, before realizing and regaining control. She was only a few years, what 5 or 6, older than his daughter, it was as ludicrous as thinking Shelby desired him, well almost.

Except, in fact, both things were true. As Ren was watching him she was wanting him, her young, perfect pussy getting wet, her nipples tingly, and thoughts of seduction brewing. Just like, Shelby had often made sure to wake her Daddy up, he slept wearing only an old pair of Harvard, maroon, gym shorts, and still often awoke with morning wood, of his gorgeous, 8.5 inch, slightly curved, and succulenty thick, cock! He never knew how her daughter wanted him, fantasized of him, and how Marilyn’s refusal to allow their flowering 18 year old daughter to date had resulted in these repressed fantasies of her father, and in her delight at the lustful looks and in appropriate touches men at parties like this provided!

Marilyn had had this conversation with Shelby a year ago, as her daughter blossomed and wanted to wear things that better showed off her body. “Are you sure honey, that is very generous of you, to do that for your father!” Shelby had been confused, she wasn’t doing it for Daddy, other than maybe to attract Daddy, but Marilyn continued. “I guess you are old enough to understand ….”

Her mother went on to explain, that she, Marilyn was also part of the fantasy for people, things that made their father so wildly liked and wanted. So Marilyn allowed the more than occasional grope, the kiss that rather placed on the hand or cheek went to the lips. How when the offerer had his lips slightly parted, she did too, and allowed the “accidental” slip of a tongue. Marilyn, explained how if they took fingerprints of her ass, she could condemn damn near every man in Washington, most particularly those over 50. Those men felt entitled, part of the return for their financial support, political favors, was the momentary fantasy of fondling Mrs. Scotty Richards, future First Lady!

The same was likely to be true with Shelby, if she was willing to play the game, but if she were going to join them at these types of parties, it was the game that must be played. She asked her daughter if she could do it, reassured her that it meant nothing. This was true for Marilyn, she would coo, while thinking about her grocery list, or next dinner party, she let the men have their thrill and moved on, mission accomplished, amother chit for her husband to use to get them to the White House. She had only fucked one man in her life, Scotty, she only planned or wanted to fuck one, him. She enjoyed their sex, but she was far more turned on by power, not just his, but the power that could be hers and her father’s.

Shelby had listened, barely constraining her excitement. She was not allowed to date, was most attracted to her father, and the thought that older men, would want her, fondle her, was … THRILLING! Her mother had been right. At her first party, she must have been groped at least twenty times, and given at least half that many faux French kisses. By the end of the night, her pussy was dripping, and so tonight, if you happened to get close to her crotch, you would have smelled the anticipatory musk of the “naive” politician‘s daughter.

As everyone went to dance, it was her grandfather’s turn to ask her. That was fine, for once she got out there, she had no intention of stopping. She would go from man to man, a virtual line of inappropriate oglers and hands patrons of her father. Each would get a twirl, some more than one, and she would revel in it all. Always playing the good girl, naive, but innocently flirtatious, savoring each hand on her ass, and secretly hoping an even more inappropriate opportunity might reveal itself. Even grandpa Randolph took a turn, he was the most discreet, but inevitably at some point his hand would slide from her waist to her ass, and like a good girl, she would press in, and give his quickly hardening, old cock, a thrill!

As Scotty helped Lauren from her chair, their eyes did meet. Wow, she was a natural, perhaps even better at this game than he was, for he felt a thrill shoot straight down to his cock. He needed to be better, regain control. These were the thoughts/reactions that ruined lesser men’s careers. He slid his hand to the small. Of her back guiding her, SHIT, another shock, think old women, saggy breasts. Of course Lauren was the epitome of the opposite. She was quite simply smoking, even in a relatively conservative dress. Scotty regained his composure, and went to slide his hand on her waist, take her hand.

The music started, a bit of a swing jazz. He was surprised that she moved as close to him as she did, but that was how they danced in clubs now, wasn’t it? He tried to act naturally. Scotty though was a good dancer, a strong lead, and Lauren was just as good. They moved fluidly, naturally and were sexy, they couldn’t help it. When he spun her, she twirled, light on her feet, perfect, smiling and laughing but each time she seemed to come back closer.

“You are very good, I am a strong lead, and at times I am not sure I am even leading you?” He joked, “About the job, are you sure you want to do this? I can be very boring, as can the travel and functions, if you want a way out, I will make up an excuse for you? I want to make sure you know what you are getting into?” Did he realize he had been getting harder, and how that hardness was now brushing against her, probably not, he tried to ignore such things, act as if his body didn’t have needs. However, the greater irony was, he should have been the one asking, what he was about to get himself into!
 
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Lauren noticed his attraction to her, rather, the hardness of his cock whenever she got close to him and if he had been bold enough, he would have noticed the heat between legs and the dampness of her pussy.

She pressed her body against his nearly shuddering at the closeness and following his lead while they danced together and was surprised at how good they moved together.

She smiled at him as he joked that he was sure who was leading and giggled "You are in the lead Senator Richards" she said and thought For now that is.

He had been growing gradually harder as he asked her if he was sure she wanted to do this and she couldnt help but wonder what he was reffering to and grinned as he continued telling her he was boring.

She giggled at that " Senator, I disagree, i happen to know alot of people who are interested in your here tonight" and smirked her being one of them. He continued telling her about travel and functions and asked her if she wanted a way out .

" Travel and Functions don't sound to bad to me, i enjoy dressing up for these things, and they help make Daddy look good, so thats another plus" she said partially lying really just wanting to be close to him and get a raise in her allowance.

She pressed sgainst him a little wanting a good feel of the hard cock she sensed against her belly. She leaned in whispering in his ear " I cant wait until i start, im sure we can both teach each other new things senator, it will be fun" she said and pulled back smiling.
 
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As they danced, and he twirled her about, flowing around the dance floor, making heads turn, he was having as much fun as he had in a long time. He sometimes wished he wasn’t who he was, as the more time he spend with Buck’s daughter, the more she simply became a beautiful, sexy woman who evoked feelings and desires that no happily married man, whose every movement was watched and critiqued, should have.

It was as he pulled her back in, and felt her seemingly willingly, press in even tighter than his hold required, that he became acutely aware of just how massive and prominent his erection was! He released his grip a bit, not because he wanted to, but because he had to, and immediately felt the removal in his ever increasingly, throbbing prick!

”I’m sorry…” He said, but hoped that was enough for her to realize he was not trying to molest her, simply a victim of biology, endorphins or whatever natural phenomena made a man rock hard for a woman he could not help but desire! And he tried to remedy the situation, “spoiled eggs, vomit, diarrhea” He said to himself, whiled doing everything possible to not directly look into the eyes, lips or body of the temptress in his arms.

Yet, if it was bothering her, she hid it well …

"You are in the lead Senator Richards"

” Senator, I disagree, i happen to know alot of people who are interested in your here tonight"
He smiled, “Even if you are lying, you will be surprised how far flattery will get you, particularly when the flatterer is beautiful, young and charming!” He didn’t intend to, but he was flirting, as apparently his erection was giving his tongue suggestions on his conversation. He swallowed, no that was simply a compliment, and also a bit of a big brother warning that she know the strength of the tool at her disposal, but that she be careful it not lead her where she might not be able to handle the results.

" Travel and Functions dont sound to bad to me, i enjoy dressing up for these things, and they help make Daddy look good, so thats another plus"
That brought him back, BUCK! Jesus, what was he doing getting hard with his critical donor’s beautiful young daughter in his arms. “You’re father has been very generous and a good friend, I hope that all we do reflects well on him, I am sure you will make him proud.”
He breathed a sigh of relief, she seemed to be fine, and he had let himself think too much. Perhaps she hadn’t even felt the hard on?

Was it the words or the way she leaned in, perhaps it was the whisper or the feel of her breath on his neck and ear? Fuck it was all of it, every titillating aspect! “Well I hope … “ He stammered, while doing nothing to push her away. “I am sure you are much more technically savvy than I am, maybe you can teach an older dog some new tricks?” Yet why when he said dog, did he momentarily visualize the beautiful young blonde on all fours in front of him or better yet on his desk, a bitch in heat, and he the stud? Bad, bad Senator!

He gasped and swallowed, waiting a second, as thankfully the music ended. He softly kissed her cheek in thanks. He stepped back, smiling. “That was wonderful, perhaps we can dance again …”. He didn‘t say when, was he suggesting later that night, he was confused, and he was never confused. “I think I need to get back on .. I mean to .. my wife and guests. You have my number? If not tonight, we will talk soon?” He was backing away trying to turn, but not toward his wife, he was high tailing it to the restroom, he needed to get rid of this erection, somehow!

It had been quite a dance for Shelby as well. It had only taken about half the song for her grandfather to let his hand slip down comfortably to enjoy her ass, about the same when Buck did the same to MarilYi, both letting out subtle moans. What had Ren seen? Who knows? Marilyn politely excused herself at the end of the dance, strategically kissing Buck so that he felt her kiss and the swell of her breasts all at once. She was an expert at flirting, Shelby was not, but soon another older man was tapping Randolph on the shoulder, equally enthusiastic to grope his grand daughter.
 
Ren was enjoying herself,feeling the desire he had for her. She knew how badly he was trying to hide it and one thing Lauren knew she could do it was tempt a cock and she hadnt even needed to try , she was bleesed on looks and body alone and it seemed this little innocent act had him riled up.
She chuckled when he mentjoned she was lying but but flattering people with looks like hers would get her far and she grinned at that.

His mind wandered for a second, on what she couldnt say, maybe he was trying to think of his wife , or something else to get his cock to go down. He pulled back apologizing to her but she played oblivious to the rock hard cock agaisnt her stomach.

She sighed as he began speaking on her father in response to her answers a bit of fire underhim as he spoke perhaps realizing again that not only was she a hot young woman, but also the daughter to his biggest donor, good , she wanted him to remember that.

She pressedher breasts against him nd heard him stammer a bit beforementioning her being younger and teaching an old dog new tricks and giggled at the sexy man " I can teach you plenty of tricks senator im quite the innovator, but that only is the case if you can teach me some things as well" she said and smiled knowing exactly what she meant but playing it off as an innocent little comment.

That comment musy have triggered the man because as soon as the music ended he made a comment on how good it was and asked if they could dance "Sure, id like that " she said eyed him over glancing at his cock a second and seeing he was trying to conceal that marvelous cock she wanted to ride in front of the whole room away from her.

She smirked at that and grabbed the phone she saw in his pocket fully feeling the thickness of his cock when she went in there and shuddered a little between the legs wanting him inside.

She saw his slight shock and she smiled swiping his screeen seeing a family picture and swiping it open to get to his call longs. She dialed herself and then saved it them took a selfie to save as her picture but knew itd be in his camera roll and ged get a great full view of her.

"Here"she said grinning and handing it back to him " Now you have my number and we can discuss things, no need for my dad to be in between" she offered kindly but really wanting a wanting a way she could keep track of him and stay in contact.

She smirked as he began making off quickly barely giving her a proper goodbye. She glanced around the room seeing her dad with his wife and his daughter dancing with her grandfather, she had no doubt all these old fucks had raging boners.

She noticed a powerful attorney coming to dance with her eager to cop a feel of and she grinned knowing she would torment the poor man and made sure she angled herself right near the cameras as he danced with her and was a little touchy.

Ren chuckled inwardly as the song was ending and leaned in whisphering " Did you enjoy yourself council?" The older man nodded and she turned away feigning scared for the camera and pulled away slightly before saying in a low voice "Great, i hope that was worth the 20,000 youll be donating to my off shore account and the 40,000 dollars youll be depositing to both senator richards campaign and my fathers charity? "

"Thats extortion, i thought we were having a good time"

She stepped back little as if he was trying to grab her and said " I have proof of you molesting me and sexual intimidation, wire it or expect a big issue, you know my daddy wont be happy with that footage.. "

" You little bitch..." the man said angrily and she watched the man wire the money three times and was quite proud of herself " Thank you attorney Marshall " she muttered walking away quickly so the camera got a good show. Shed grab that footage from later to have on hand and she made her way over to her father with a smirk and he had a questioning but suspicious look.

He grabbed her arm gently bringing her back to the table as if he knew she had been scheming but said nothing asking her how her dance was and she grinned " Perfect Daddy.. I think I'll have alot of fun with Senator Richards"

She looked around seeing everyone return to the table with him across from her and flashed him a smile as he glanced across at her no doubt having had taken care of that raging boner she felt earlier.
 
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This wasn’t him, he didn’t do this, hadn’t done this, in years. When he was young, back in downstate Illinois, he had been the star quarterback and most handsome kid in probably 30 miles. Getting a small town girl to drop her panties in an attempt to land the star QB had been easy, and he had enjoyed the wholesome small town girls by the dozens, sometimes two or three at a time, not to mention a few mothers who had quite literally taught him to be a man! He had sex more times before he went to college than he had cumulatively since. Randolph had hooked him up with his daught, and since then, Freshman year, it had been her, and various variations of vanilla!

It wasn’t as if he didn’t like vanilla, he did, but damn, chocolate, strawberry, bubble gum, Jesus he had worked hard to repress his hunger. Had he missed it? Of course! Did he fully realize what he would have to give up, well that had become painfully obvious with his father-in-laws threat, and his own political aspirations. So why now, why tonight was he feeling temptations, letting his body react? He did not know, but he had to get under control. Not to mention, the current object of his unthinkable fantasy was his largest donor’s daughter.

Thank God she hadn’t dressed in anything more provocative, but even as is, it was not hard to imagine what might lie beneath. And so, as they danced, he did imagine and oh my fucking God, he got hard! Yet it was a body that was a walking felony, inside this conservative wrapper that might have been the ultimate turn on, the figurative forbidden fruit! Was she ripe, juicy, Mmmm, how did she taste? If he could have he would have slapped himself, why, oh why was he doing this, putting himself through this torture that could never happen, even if she wanted him too, it didn’t matter. He was a good man, a faithful husband! Never had he veered!

She couldn’t understand the implication of her words, " I can teach you plenty of tricks senator im quite the innovator, but that only is the case if you can teach me some things as well" Could she? You fucking bet I can teach you, while his resume was long dormant, a stud put out to pasture in his prime, he remembered, oh he remembered, things that curled toes, ripped sheets, damn near kicked out the windows of pick-up truck back seats and dented steel plated flatbeds! “Of course, I love mentoring young people, if you have a thirst to learn, I want you to feel free to ask anything, I will be happy to explain and show you.”

He was breathing heavier and heavier, it was time to leave when, “Mmmm…” He never expected and his moan was reflexive. In her hand had slid, and he soon realized searching for his phone. Was it innocent? On her way to gripping his iPhone, her palm had ridden down a substantial portion of his considerable length, and it seemed, momentarily partially gripped his substantial thickness. “Uhhh….“ he further stuttered, only to see her reappear with his phone. Dialing herself and capturing a selfie! As she handed it back, teasing they could not contact each other directly. He found himself staring at her, and there was a moment, that he wanted to request she put the phone back where she found it, and take her time doing so! The feel of her young hand, running down his wanting manhood, Jesus Christ what a thrill! He swallowed. “Well great, so we can … call each other that is?”

Of course, little did he know at the time how she would use that number, what she would send him, and what, almost always at her request, would he send her! He had to go, he should have been more subtle, more polite, but he was desperate. He would no, could not go directly back to the table! He made it to the men’s room in record time. Nodding but never stopping, he couldn’t shake hands, not in this condition. He found a stall, remained standing, locking the door, while wrestling down his fly, and fishing out his enormously hard cock! Precum flowed from his tip, and then remembering, he pulled out his phone, held the selfie in one hand, and pumped his cock like a maniac with the other. He came for her, fast and hard. Sighing in relief as he released his need. Less than five minutes later he was back down, flaccid enough to leave, and then he seated himself back down to finish dinner. He tried not to look over, averting his eyes as he watched her socialize with his daughter. When their eyes did meet, their eyes briefly locked, until he could settle his breathing, smile and look away. She had done something to him, perhaps inadvertently, but she had flipped a switch. He never even washed his hands.

His wife had taken that hand, inhaled, smelling something familiar, was he aroused? God her husband loved politics! Or so she convinced herself. As he worked the room, Scotty stole glances of her, saw her dance with other, but she seemed to be bored, yet doing her responsibility. He wanted to resist her, he would call on Monday, or she might call him, but the heat would be gone, right? Yet, it was nearing midnight, he had just watched her shoo away some younger, wannabe lathario. He was a moth, drawn to the flame. He sidled up beside her. “Oh Lauren, I’m surprised you’re still here. The balcony was just outside, a cool breeze, contrasting the heat of the late August night. “Shall we have that last dance?” He couldn’t believe his own mouth was asking. Had he lost all self constraint. He looked toward the dance floor and then out on the balcony where clearly one could still hear the music. He held out his hand and signaled to each, “Do you have a preference?”
 
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Ren could barely eat dinner, she had wanted nothing more than to ravish the man across the table from her hell if her father or his family had seen them and fantasized about him fucking her hard in the middle of the table for everyone to see and grinned to herself knowing how much of an uproar that might cause but it also made Lauren grow a little bit wetter than she had already been earlier.

She was brought out of her thoughts by his daughter Shelby, she was a cute girl, she definitely had potential to be powerful if she had the right guidence, she had noticed how the men pressed against and fondled her earlier and took note of that probably taking notes from her mother who she had seen letting them do the same she knew it was a strong display of touching becauseof who they were, but she knew men like this thought with their cocks and accurate perception had always been a sort of gift that she had.

Lauren would help her out, she could tell the girl need a friend, proper guidence and smirked inwardly knowing that guidence of course would come with a price to her new friend, her daddys cock sinking deep into Laurens sweet pussy, perhaps she would record and let the girl see, with proper editng, she woukdnt be able to tell that was her dear old daddy fucking her new friend.

The girl blabbed on and on about upcoming events, social groups and things they could most likely hang out and do in the city.Ren played nice and innocnet with her as well and even had gotten her to add her on Instagram.

The donner was over and then people began rising from the table, some back the the floor, some to the bar and others standing around discussing business and poltics.

She knew she couldnt leave until her father did and managed to sneak a few drinks for herself at the bar before going back to the floor to burn time and immediately getting asked to dance.

She danced elegantly and effortlessly with the men who semed very excited having awoman like Ren even in thier presence and she played nice with most simply because she knew some did business with the father.

The last man had annoyed her a bit, he was like a lovesick puppy, nothing Ren hadnt been used to from time to time. She had declined sharing her number and having a nightcap with the man and saw the slightly dejected look but frommher observation, she was certain that man was either engaged or seeing someone, either way, she didnt want him, her object of desire was Senator Richards

She was certain her wanted her... something inside of her ignighted more than usual as soon as she saw him , the chemistry was there, she fekt thensoarks and attraction when they danced, she also had felt that desire under her palm when she had felt in his pocket for his phone, his big steelhard cock .

She had been standing there in her phone a moment saving his cocntact before she forget and he had appeared beside her so calm and collectively. He mentioned he was surprised she was there and said " My father has to wrap some business up, he doesnt want me leaving alone this late so ill be waiting"

She listened to him talk about the balcony outside and how it felt and couldn't help but smile as he asked her to dance. She was giddy, she knew he was her, he wanted her, wanted to feel her body against his again and she wouldn't complain if he wanted to cop a feel, no Ren would let him and if there were less people and a dark corner, Ren would let him fuck her outside in the summer breeze listening to the music.

"Sure senator, id love to dance again, i had alot of fun being your partner earlier " she said sweetly " The balcony is beautiful and I love the summer breeze on my skin, We can dance out there senator"she said and glanced up at him smiling.
 
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Shelby’s mind had been abuzz, her body tingling, her young hormones surging. She was thrilled to sit next to Ren. She looked over at her father and mother to make sure that they couldn’t hear, and then she leaned over, trying to keep her excited voice down. “Do you like it?” She was quite certain that Ren had no idea what she meant, or if she did, she didn’t let on.

She had watched how Ren’s father pawed her mother, but her father had not done the same to Ren. Yet, Shelby was sure, others must. “When they touch you, the older men? … “ She swallowed, “I like it, I know I shouldn’t but to know they desire me like that … should I?” She didn’t continue. She was buzzed with sexual fever, but she needed a mentor. “I don’t know exactly what I should or can do?”

Part of her was embarrassed, but she had been a sheltered girl, thrust into a den or rich, old wolves. She knew her mother’s answer, play along but don’t like it. But she did like it, but was it really okay to play along, and just how far might “along” go?” She exchanged numbers with Lauren also, hoped they might talk later, but later never came as man after man asked her to dance, fed her drinks, and of course, wherever, whenever possible, copped their own feel as the wicked little grin embraced Shelby’s face, and her nipples became hard and sharp enough to cut glass!

Scotty had watched his daughter and Ren, it only made him feel more guilty for his body’all reaction and wicked thoughts earlier. He thought he had gathered control. It had been the moment, but the moment had passed. The urgent masturbation session had cleared the head and settled the soul. The rest of the night had been business as usual, with one notable exception, more than once he had seen Lauren dancing with different men, simply fulfilling her role, but Scotty had watched as the men tried to grab her ass, and for the most part, she discreetly moved it away. He saw this happen all the time with his wife, no one played the game better, but with Lauren, he felt … well, jealous. That was ridiculous, he knew that. He not only held no claim there, but knew he never would!

"Sure senator, id love to dance again, i had alot of fun being your partner earlier … The balcony is beautiful and I love the summer breeze on my skin, We can dance out there senator". Scotty grabbed the scotch on the rocks that the bartender had just handed him and downed it in a single gulp. He smiled, “I enjoyed myself too, you are the best, uh … dancer I have had in a very long time.” He saw that outside they would be nearly alone, even though it shouldn’t have made any difference. “Good, I have spent enough time in there, I could use the fresh air.”

Yet, when they got out there, he held her hand until they were around the corner, hidden from anyone’s view unless they came outside. As the night had gone on, the band had stopped and a DJ had taken over, but they knew their audience, and Sinatra’s “That’s Why The Lady Is A Tramp” came on. It was an old version with Sinatra and Ella Fitzgerald and starts with a refrain of a woman attending a posh event. Scotty chuckled, as he first took Lauren into hold, but during the opening as the melody hadn’t really started, he let go of her hand and lowered his hands to clasp them around her waist, resting on her firm young ass.

”So what is an event like this like for you, how many older men have you had to allow grope you rather than make a scene? It is kind of ironic isn’t it, the title of this song? If the lady is a tramp, I think it is because men desire her that way.” He was holding her close, looking into their eyes before they would really dance. They were swaying back and forth, he would have had to move less than two or three inches, turning his head only slightly, and leaning in, to kiss her. And as he looked into thos eyes, felt her nipples brush lightly across his chest, she was having that affect on him again.

There was a moment, where he could have sworn she leaned in, but was sure it was his liquor filled imagination. He had had one too many, maybe two, and this was the type of moment a man could do something really stupd. But then the song began, and he leaned back out, grabbed her hand from his shoulder, and started to dance. He pulled her in tight, and began to move, fast, athletic and a bit dangerously. They say a great dancer is even better in bed, and a couple that dances great from the get go, could be magic. Scotty had heard the narrative, but he had never proved it one way or the other, Marilyn would, but did not particularly like to dance. But Lauren, could dance!
 
Lauren was surprised when he held her hand whisking her outside and around a corner. She smirked seeing the convenient location , it was a beautiful view of the city , but it also provided some privacy from inside and the rest of the party that was outside which was very few.

She had danced with him a bit as the live band was quickly replaced with a DJ. She was surprised hearing Sinatra begin playing and she felt him pull her a bit closer and she felt his hands resting on her supple ass.

She listened to him begin to speak then ask her what the event was like for a woman like her and how many men had she allowed to touch her rather than make a scene. She chuckled at that reminded of the lawyer she currently had trapped in her scheme earlier at the party.

She heard him say if a lady is a tramp it's because the men desired her that way. She chuckled wrapping her arms behind her head " They've tried.. but I wouldn't let them and the knew not to push it because of my dad.. but if I allowed it ..I wouldn't mind being lusted after by the right man" she said softly

She looked into his eyes as their bodies swayed side to side and smirked as he leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. She smirked to herself, the senator definitely wanted her, why else would he bring her to this corner and question her about men touching her body? Was her crush jealous? She grineed inwardly hiding the fact that she knew and gasped thinkiig she felt him harden against her stomach again.

She leaned her body in closer for a second s gain and then the song picked up and the two moved together quickly and flawlessly and she giggled as they slowed down wondering what had gotten into the senator but certainly not mad at what did , was it the scotch he had gulped down?

She chuckled as the next song began playing and she leaned in again catching her breath " Wow senator, you really know how to move your body well " she grinned knowing exactly how that sounded and wanting to rile the man up again, and this time she would not let him get away that easily.
 
Had he moved without thinking or was his natural desire overloading what should have been his traditional, rational thought and behaviors? He had moved quickly, moving out of sight for all except those that explicitely came out to find them, and then … what? What would they see? He had no intention to make a move, he couldn’t, no matter how badly he wanted. They would simply see him dancing, yes close, even enraptured, but nothing indecent, except, perhaps, in his mind! There was this thrill he had felt earlier, being that hard with a beautiful young woman in his arms, and perhaps he was doing nothing here other than feel that one more time.

He would never initiate, he couldn’t, and prior to this very moment, or more precisely a few hours earlier on the dance floor, his throbbing erection pressed against her nubile body, had he even remotely considered. The music slightly delayed, his enclasped hands resting on her, oh so enticing, ass! They had begun small talk, but it sounded like a man envious of the boldness of others, and it it did sound that way, it was, because he was!

He could never be that indulgent, not in his position, and more than that, he did love his wife, even if, she never was quite the woman in bed, a deeper, darker side of him craved! He missed his country girls, girls raised riding horses who knew how to enjoy a stallion. The position hardly mattered, these girls wanted to giddy up and and use their spurs! Oh Fuck, why was he thinking this, why now … other than, he wanted to be ridden, wanted to mount, feel that sexual hunger and enjoy, be enjoyed, by a lover not afraid of taking it rough!

STOP IT! He had to stop this type of thinking. The girl was your friend and patron’s daughter, she was young, probably pure, and he had to respect that. Just because she could dance, and had a body that was a walking felony, it did not mean that she was what he was remembering, wanting, craving! And even if she was, this was a forbidden fruit that he could not, should not, bite!

What had she said in response to his query? " They've tried.. but I wouldn't let them and the knew not to push it because of my dad.. but if I allowed it ..I wouldn't mind being lusted after by the right man". What! He couldn’t stop himself, “And, have you ever met such a man?” He was nibbling, wasn’t he, he knew he shouldn’t but could not stop himself.

They were so close, too close, and that thrill, it was recreating itself, as his hardness became increasingly trapped between them. They began to dance, only to have one song end, and a second, a Spanish melody, “Do you salsa?” Spring from his lips, a dance where they would sway, spin, grind, bend her back and over only to bring her back and where his hardness would get chances to rub, grind and enjoy, all in the name of dance!

They were moving to ever darker corners, and each move, particularly those most suggestive, seemed to play out in slow motion, each letting them sustain, slightly, sometimes more than slightly more than necessary. She had complimented him on how he moved his body, but it was her muse that was encouraging him to do so.

“You may be the best partner I’ve ever had …” came the response. It was meant to be a compliment, but came out as more of a moan, as his leg was between hers and they had grinded down, only to slowly rise, never losing touch. Yes, he was hard, so hard, but it was just a dance, right? Hopefully she took it as a compliment ….
 
Lauren smirked to herself, she saw the senator was thinking hard about something, she immediately grinned feeling exactly what it was as she felt the senator hardening against her for a second time that night. He was probably feeling guilty for wanting to touch her, probably bend her over and fuck her, but Ren couldn't be happier at the thought and if the senator could see beneath the classy dress he would be able to tell how we she was.

He asked her had she met such a man chuckled at his tempting question, oh lauren had definitely met the right man, she could tell the man was just as horny as she was, was his wife a total snooze in bed? Was she not fucking the senator enough? She would never treat the cock she felt against her earlier like that and she had felt him grow more as the late ight went on " I think i have" she said with a chuckle and tucked her body a bit closer brushing up against it a little.

She admired the hard chest against hers and she could only imagine the hard body beneath this suit that she was determined to get to fuck her. She had normally not liked older men like the senators daughter but he was something different and it was like she could feel the sexual frustration beneath the clean cut act, she bet he was an animal bed if she could tempt to it.

They began salsa dancing and was thankful to her father for the dance and music lessons he had basically forced her to take when she was younger because he'd waned her to be something big, Lauren had actually been taking a hiatus from Julliard in the acting program , she had gotten in all by herself but daddys hooks had kept her in and he had simply paid for her to go and stay because she had begged her mother to convince him, her father saw no benefit in her actual dreams of wanting to be an actress if it didn't keep money growing in the family but she didn't care she was doing it anyway and she would fuck the brakes off this senator to get back at him and keep him on the side to enjoy herself with, she was sure the senator wouldn't mind it and if he wasnt too distressed about it, maybe she could steal him away from that boring ,trampy wife.

She loved how the song made them move and wondered if he himself had had lessons and chuckled as he told her she might be the best partner he ever had and said "Well senator whenever you want to dance.. now you know who to ask" she giggled she heard the slight moan in his voice and move in closer and moved in closer slowly trailing her hand down his chest and to the cock that was rigid against her.

The music had slowed so to anyone it would look like the two had been slow dancing. She traced her hand over the outline of his cock " You know senator ive noticed.."she began and he immediately began to apologize and she quickly stopped him putting a finger on his lips "Shh senator.. i-its ok...its a natural reaction...but we cant go back in with you this hard.." she started still slowly stroking him lightly then whispered in his ear "innocently" and said " I can help..its nothing to be embarrassed about"
 
At first Scotty thought she might not answer, and that was probably best fo ra question that should have never been asked. What had he been thinking, asking her if there were any men there who she might have enjoyed pawing her, fondling her, when most likely she had not. He still smiled as she chuckled, but it was only as she looked into his eyes, even purred a bit, " I think i have". Did he let himself think for a moment that it might be him? How crazy was that, if anything she was simply flattering him, no matter how close they were dancing or how her hands danced across his shoulder, or how as she said it, her body pressed into him. It was simply dancing, right?

The dancing was so fun, so heated, engaged, she seemed to sense his every movement and know exactly what to do. One moment it seemed he initiated, the movement, the grinding, the next time it was her. And yes, every time they did, rubbed, grined, her ass pressed into him one moment, her breasts and stomach the rest. Did he encourage, there was no denying, but did she? It certainly seemed so.

It wasn’t as if his wife refused him, she didn’t, she enjoyed it, she came, but … never did she respond as he tried to step it up, bend her over, encourage her to indulge his darker needs. Nope, it was regular missionary, her on her back, him on top, poundoing, but not too hard, until they both achieved release.
But this girl, one moment as he bent her over, from behind, he watched as she slowly pressed against him, looking back over her shoulder in a come hitherto glance. It was only dancing, but it made him wonder, things he shouldn’t, like what she might like, do, “Mmmm”. He caught himself, turning the moan into a slight cough.

It was getting later, he should be going soon, but there was one thing preventing him, well tso. The hardness so prominent in his trousers, and the woman who felt so good, making him that way. One more song had ended, and he made a gesture to separate, perhaps a few minutes out in the night air would allow him to focus on something else, anything else, anything that brought his cock back to appropriately flaccid!

”Ohhh…” His eyes flashed to hers, as he felt her hand, her fingers trace the outline of his throbbing manhood. “Oh, I’m so…”. He was going to say sorry, and would have, but the reality was, he was sooo, hard, and her fingers felt good! "Shh senator.. i-its ok...its a natural reaction...but we cant go back in with you this hard.." He was both humiliated and aroused, “Uh .. of course not, but I don’t …”. He had no idea where he was taking this, other than she was right, he could not go back in that room rock hard, have his wife, her father, Lauren’s father, see him with her.

He was a bit like a naughty puppy, caught with his teeth gripping his master’s shoe. “A natural reaction, you must think I’m…”. Where did he go with that, you must think I am the horniest fucker you’ve ever met, and my cock is rock hard for my friend and donor’s daughter? ”Oh God…” He stammered, looking down, her fingers still driving him nearly insane. Her hand never stopped, and he sure as hell didn’t pull it away, leaning in slightly as she moved to whisper in his ear.
He couldn’t believe and didn’t fully understand what she was saying, He pulled back so she could see his face, see his lips move, “Wh … what do you mean … help? … Help me…. Here?”

He looked around frantically, yet there was no one else out here.”Ohhh … mmm”. He moaned as her fingers worked their magic. If he let himself go, he would cum, sure as anything he’d ever known in his life, he knew he would cum! “If … the mess … the stain .. I … uh … that is so nice of you to want to help, but I … I don’t….” He was just standing there, breathing deeply, not able to put any rationale thought together, his cock throbbing, harder and harder and harder!
 
Ren heard the desire in his voice as he softly groaned at her hand touching him,and chuckled as he hear him say she must think he was and stopped short of the sentence " I think youre a man senator and im flattered by the attraction" she said gently still playing her sweet role.

Shegrinned seeing he didnt pull away , in fact he leaned in more, the senator hadnt stopped her stroking his cock and she wondered if he would let her taste it and eventually, fuck it.

She leaned back looking at him for a second as he was trying to comprehend if she was asking what he truly thought , her getting him off right there. " Yes right here senator, its pretty private no one can see us.. we cant have this boner be the headline"

She saw himmlook around frantically probably nervous the younger woman was offering him release right there and she heard him moan turned on by it. She grinned at him saying that it would leave a stain and try to deny her help but she quickly offered " What if we use my mouth senator? We wouldn't leave any stains then right? Ill keep it between us.. but if im going to be one of your new campaign staff, i need to be able handle these things" she said stroking a little more and reaching to unbuckle his suit pants

She saw the conflict in his head as she did so and he tried to stop her a little and she looke at him "Its ok senator..you can relax..let me take it from here "she said and pulled out his cock marveling at it and fantasizing about whatbshe would do in the future.

She slowly sank to her knees in the classy dress and looked up at him sighing sexily tempted to deep throat his cock but this blowjob had to disguise her ravenous nature and she leaned in giving it a soft lick and heard the senator curse beneath his breath as she continued her licking and stroking.
 
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She handled it all so easily, saying she was flattered. He spoke in little more than a whisper, “You are flattered? That our dancing has given me a raging hard on … I … It is so inappropriate of me …“. Yet he wondered, was she feeling it too? She could not be as wet as he was hard? Oh, how he wanted to know, but why? Was it purely ego, the confidence that he could still make such a beautiful young woman want him carnally? He knew he was attractive, and he was flirted with often, but this was far more, and the massive bulge in his pants that her fingers idly played over, made that abundantly clear.

He should have pulled her hand away, but he didn’t, truth was he liked, no loved it there, in fact he was foolishly relishing her response! She was quite … professional. " Yes right here senator, its pretty private no one can see us.. we cant have this boner be the headline". HEADlLINE!!! Oh God, it could be couldn’t it, unlike out here, inside there were cameras, and what if one caught him, “Leading Presidential Candidate Has Hard On for Politics, but what else?” He shuddered at the thought.

He was breathing so deeply, moaning at the every brush of her hand. She meant exactly what he dared not hope, she was offering to help him get rid of his hard on, by doing the most obvious solution, the one he craved yet dared not consider, she wanted to make him cum! He almost immediately said yes! Yes he wanted that, he wanted to let her continue, finish, fuck he wanted and needed to cum! The mess? She answered without blinking." What if we use my mouth senator? We wluldnt leave any stains then right? Ill keep it between us.. but if im going to be one of your new campaign staff, i need to be able handle these things"

She was wickedly brilliant and pragmatic, yes, yes, she could suck his cock, let him cum in her mouth, swallow his presidential seed, and it would be all taken care of. Staff? Yes, I have a position available, many actually, a woman who knew what her boss needed and was willing to do whatever necessary. Did she mean that? Oh God, it was his, every man’s fantasy! But it was just that, a fantasy, he couldn’t, could he?

”Really Ren, you don’t have to, but yes…”. He guided her even more out of the way, back toward a darkened corner, yet part of him was even more turned on with the fact they were in public, and the horror of being caught. He second guessed himself again, but she was all confidence and assuredness! "Its ok senator..you can relax..let me take it from here ".

In all his life he could not remember wanting a single thing more than he did at this moment, so have this gorgeous young woman, willingly and, seemingly wantingly to suck his cock. She glided down to her knees, undoing his pants, fishing out his massive erecting and then, giving him a look that nearly accomplished her mission right there, only to look back and, there was no other word for it, admire and fondle his cock.

He swallowed hard, ran the back of his fingers down her silky blonde hair. “Oh Fuck…Oh Ren….Oh God!” How could he feel such heaven while clearly choosing the path to hell? “Are you sure…”. He repeated, even though she was already fondling and sweetly licking and kissing his throbbing, precum leaking, manhood! “Your mouth … It’s so good….you’re so good….”

He was moaning, whispering, he should want this to go fast, get the problem resolved, but … He weaved his fingers through her hair, and simply said the truth. “Oh Fuck I love what you’re doing to my cock! Please, please suck my cock?”
 
Lauren knew the risks, they were in public at an event and had a reporter caught wind of this she could imagine the scandal and her father woukd probably disown and lock her away somewhere.

She felt his hands move into her soft blonde locks and heard him getting louder as she began downing more to his cock. She stopped for a second giving him small kisses on his cock and looked up her beautful blue eyes and teased softly " Senator.. we have to watch our volume.." she warned while devilishly teasing his cock not not he knew she couldn't care less if they were caught.

She heard him moan and compliment her oral talents and smiled up at him a second. She wanted to lift his dress up and have himmuse another hole instead but she knew if they started shed want to go all night.. no she would save that for another time.

She heard him whispering to her to her as she licked telling her how he loved what she was doing and she chuckled at that knowing the man had no idea what he was in for and heard him plead with her to suck his cock.

She gave him one last lick and then watched him as she slowly took his cock in between her lips hearing him curse above her and tighten his grip in her hair a bit as she slowly began sucking him "Like this senator? Or do you want me to take more of you?" She asked growing wetter doing this, she wondered if he would be tempted to touch her the same way or would he stop after her blowjob?

She moaned hearing the sounds of her takented lips and massged his balls softly with her other hand feeling his hips move slightly as he gently began to fuck her mouth.

She groaned softly and came up for air panting and licked the tip of his cock" Is this good Senator Richards.. Is this helping?" She said breathiky before sucking him again.
 
He knew better, so much better. He had barely been tempted before, and never had he succumbed! This would be ruin of his career, his marriage, everything he had worked twenty years cultivating! And yet, he had never been so aroused, so excited in his life. “Oh Fuck … yes, YESS!!!” She had warned him of the volume and he tried so hard to suppress, but JESUS!!!!

He began to rock ever so slightly, fucking her mouth as she had let more and more of him inside. He couldn’t resist thanking, and asking, “Oh thank you Lauren, yes… do you…do you like it?” What was he asking, did she like his cock, sucking cock, simply servicing him? “What about you? Are you? Do you need?”

He was so caught up in lust, he found himself asking if he could, she wanted, needed him to reciprocate. He couldn’t, wouldn’t allow himself to fuck her. Not tonight, and in the moment he thought not ever, this would be a one time thing, right? It had been an awkward moment, a crisis, and she had stepped up? that was all, right? Yet he wanted to know if she was aroused, needy, wanting … wanting him, as he so clearly he wanted her!

”Yes, yes, I love it … you are so good, the best, I don’t think I’ve ever… Yes, yes, yes, I like it!” He was rocking harder, he moaned as she attended his balls, took his length deeper. Even as he bumped into the back of her throat, her tongue worked him everywhere, his tip, his shaft, she was amazing. Was she a natural, or was it him that inspired such talent, he wanted that to be it, for the most talented of whores or porn stars could not compete with how thoroughly and wonderfully, Ren worked his cock!

”Take more? Can you…oh you amazing, beautiful girl, yes take more, take it all if you can…I want…oh fuck I want!” His cock was pulsing, he felt it growing and growing, trying no longer to cum but hold off as long as possible, enjoy every decadent second of Lauren’s talent, of the best blow job of his life!

She cooed her question, “Oh yes, fuck it’s helping, I am so close…but …”. Again he looked down at her, “What about you, I feel so selfish and you are soooo….” OH GOD! He felt his body tense, his thighs, his ass, as he gripped her head, and started pumping, releasing his thick, copious, massive, Senatorial load!
 
Ren grinned hearing the questions and the enjoyment of her skillful cock sucking as he asked her if she liked it. She smiled up at him and nodded gently licking him and paused a second asking her if she was in need .

" This is about you right now and getting you off Senator, when else are you going to get the chance of a young woman willingly getting you off like this" she teased gently contunued her sucking.

She felt him thrust a bit more and sucked eagerly and chuckled " Im glad you are enjoying this senator...using my hot mouth and tight throat, im proud i could help the future president out"she said knowing the man woukd probably regret this tomorrow but unable to fight his lust now.

"Push your hips harder.. make me take all of you senator, i cant suck you too long people will get suspicious of where we made off to...cant get caught now can we" she said and took himmin her throat to makenhim groan wanting someone to hear them secretly hopefully the wife so she could see what a proper blowjob was.

She heard him mention how close he was getting to his climax but felt selfish not returning the favor She grinned inwardly knwoing the senator desperately wanted to touch her

It wasnt long after he was thrusting his hips faster and let out a shout to god as he came hard in her mouth. It was a few moments after she heard her father shouting for her and she stood quickly swallowing the mouth full of cum.

She fixed her hair a bit and her beautiful dress and wiped the sides of her mouth with her finger. " Mmm Im glad i could help so well..You owe me one senator...." she said leaning in to whispher in his ear and pulled back smirking " I guess i should go.. Daddy is looking for me" she said sweetly before walking off
 
Even as he asked her what she needed, he knew it was a ridiculous question. Oh, in the moment, and even later that night, over the weekend he would flash back and wonder what she would have felt like, what was on underneath that dress? How full and natural were her young breasts? Was kind of lingerie was she wearing? Mmmm, her pussy, her young folds, was she wet, how did she taste? Curiosity could be a dangerous thing!

However her answer was right! " This is about you right now and getting you off Senator, when else are you going to get the chance of a young woman willingly getting you off like this?” When indeed? And the answer better be never? For as excruciatingly thrilling as this moment was, it was even more dangerous and destructive. “You’re right!” He moaned, and decided to simply enjoy.
He would have liked to sit back, light up a cigar, a glass of scotch or brandy on the side table, as he ran his fingers through her thick golden hair, simply enjoying a great, great blowjob!

He did not have that luxury. She reminded him, but also suggested, the sweet girl on her knees before him, liked it a little rough! "Push your hips harder.. make me take all of you senator, i cant suck you too long people will get suspicious of where we made off to...cant get caught now can we" No, they couldn’t! So gripping her a bit hard, he started to thrust deeper and faster, FUCK she was good!

He indulged longer than he should have, pumping his big cock deep and down her throat! However, Buck’s voice was a clear cold splash of reality. He pumped even faster, fucking her throat, and as if on command he came, and came, pumping his needy load into her mouth, throat and belly. He watched her, watched her face her mouth, latching on, not letting one drop of him escape.

As she stood up, he felt amazing, and so turned on, as she clearly, seemingly enjoyed, swallowing his cum. He turned slightly, tucking himself back in, as she quickly gathered herself. Her words frightened him a bit, “…you owe me one…” Yet he knew he did, and had no idea how he could possibly repay her, for this had to be a one time sexual moment. “Of course, I’ll talk to you Monday…”. HIs head was spinning, praying Buck didn’t come out. “Of course, uh say thank you to your father?”

It was odd terminology, thank you for what, siring a girl so pragmatically resourceful, one who knew what a powerful man needed in the moment, or merly a beauty so extremely talented and must have fellatio? He wanted to watch her walk away, enjoy her ass her back, let the fantasy live on one last moment?

He was smarter than that, he distanced himself and went over the rail of the balcony, even if Buck came outside, he would have simply thought they must have been talking. It was a moment, and he felt a soft hand on the back of his shoulder. The hand wrapped around his neck, and another reached around to rub his chest. Oh God, what was she doing, he almost asked, thank God he didn’t.

”Good night Senator, don’t you think? Did you just need some time?” It was Marilyn, she leaned up, kissing his ear, and then, her hand reached down to cradle his just semi hard cock! “I see someone likes this? You know it is the second Saturday?”

The words only meant something to Scotty. Marilyn had to stop using the pill, an IUD was too uncomfortable to her, and the Senator didn’t like rubbers! So they used the cycle method, and tonight, his wife was not fertile, or, this was when, they might have sex!

”Let’s get home, you may have even earned enjoying my mouth.” Marilyn rarely offered and made sure it was taken as a special gift. Scotty wondered, and was reasonably sure, she might taste Ren on his cock. “I appreciate that baby, but tonight I want to just fuck my wife!” Maybe the fantasy could continue, would he imagine Ren, probably not, Marilyn was not a a great fuck, and while he would never know, he had a strong suspicion Buck’s daughter was!
 
Lauren had smirked walking off her dad suspsicious about her being out there and she only commemted that was was making important connections leaving out that the connection was a direct one to the senaators cock and how she wanted to connect in various other ways.

She was given her things out of coat check and sighed waiting for her father as some men on the way out got their last ogles in of the sweet beautiful Ren they had met tonight.

She saw the senator and his family leaving and greeted them on the way out with a big smile on her face and the taste of his cum still in her throat. She grinned talking to hi wife and daughter a moment and texted Shelby agreeing to keep in touch with her and even give her some fahion and dating advice.

She saw her fathers face at the mention of that and smirked , he knew what she was really like but she played the game of politics surprisingly well , it was acting for her and she would show him how good she ccould perform for now.

The ride home for her was quiet her father thanking her for her best behavior and stunned seeing the generous donation in the charity fund " Im glad to have gone daddy i enjoyed myself, take me from now on, i dont want those men on Sarah, thats our deal" he made a face nodding in agreement

She might not have liked her sister but shed protect her and her dad had a more stronger protective vibe of his youngest daughter she didnt want her innconce tainted by perverted powerful men, shelby on the other hand was a bit older and seemed to like it, she could train that girl well and never have her want for anything, alothough she had to do it behind her dads back.

She tbought about monday and wished she could skip a few days but she made sure to text the senator that she had a good time and was loooking forward tontheir next meeting.
 
The Senator had seven Buck and his daughter as he walked out with his wife and Shelby. He felt awkward stopping, surprised how naturally and nonchalantly Lauren hugged his wife and daughter. How she made sure they had all exchanged contacts. Buck extended his hand, “My daughter said you two were able to talk a bit together …”. Talk! Scotty swallowed hard looking at Ren, knowing his cum was still on her breath.

”Well Buck your daughter made quite the impression, I think she will be a valuable addition to my campaign.” Scotty just wanted to get out of there. Somehow before he reached out to Ren on Monday, he would put some sort of plan together, but what exactly, he had no idea.

He watched as both Shelby and Marilyn gave her a hug. On the way out, both could only gush about Buck’s daughter, how lucky he was to have her. If only they knew! Their driver had the car waiting out front to take them home. Once there, Scotty did make love to his wife. He had never felt so guilty, yet, he was also aroused, and even Marilyn commented on how fiercely he took her.
He tossed and turned all night. How could he have put himself into this position? He was trying to remember if there was any chance he had been captured on security footage, but was confident. Given the nature of conversations that might take place on the potio of such and event, the security had been turned off outside until everyone was gone.

One moment he had dreamed of Lauren, the next a nightmare of being caught by Buck, Marilyn or a combination of both! Sunday he gave himself the day off, but he kept reliving the prior night. Should he send some sort of thank you, perhaps it was best to just try to forget it had happened, he would thank her again, but then they could just move on, knowing it was a one time thing. He swam laps in his Georgetown, Washington DC brownstone. Slowly regaining his sense of control until he stopped, suddenly in the water, remembering, ”..You owe me one senator....". What had she meant?

When he headed into his office, he decided not to put it off, opening his phone he watched as her selfie came up with her number. He felt a pit in his stomach as he hit the call button, “Hello, Lauren, this is Senator Richards, how are you this morning? I was wondering if you might want to come to my office and meet with me today…”
 
Lauren had just gotten back from Sunday brunch with a few friends and settled in her car seeing the screen light up and and incoming call from the Senator. She smirked letting it ring a bit before answering and heard him ask how she was this morning and smirked.

She could tell he was worried , probably afraid she'd tell her father or that a camera somehow caught her giving him a near expert blowjob and him cumming down her throat.
"Good morning Senator" she purred sweetly "I am doing well, nice and relaxed..i hope you are too this morning"

"...I was wondering if you might want to come to my office and meet with me today…" she heard him continue and grinned, he wanted to see more of her so soon? A day early? Maybe he couldn't resist himself, she knew he had to jack off the first time she had feltnhim grow aroused against her, there was no other way to get rid of a boner that hard, but the second time, she made him cum hard and maybe he was hungry for more?
Ren grinned at the thought, if he did.. she would suck him gladly..let him fuck her throat even. She grew wet at that " I can come right now senator..If you want me to" she said in a way she knew would sound like an innocent statement but also turn the senator on.
 
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