Curt Aldrich - Politician_s Teacher

That did not mean, however, that Melanie was out of a job.

Linc required a confidential secretary to take all his most personal memos and to type correspondence which was only for trusted eyes to see. Before she had begun her teacher's training, Melanie had learned how to type and take shorthand. Those skills, though somewhat rusty, now came in handy.

As did her other skills-skills which she had refined to a high degree of competence during the past few months.

For instance:

As Linc sat at his executive desk, reading dry-as-dust memoranda and the text of bills which had been introduced, Melanie enjoyed crawling around in front of his chair and wedging herself into the desk-well, where she would be concealed from inquisitive eyes, in case an important visitor should drop in. It was then that she brought one of her main skills into play as she unzipped the governor's pants and let his 8-inch pecker leap out.

She would spend many minutes licking his knob until his shaft had acquired stunning hardness and his glans swelled big and red as a tomato. Then she would slowly work her mouth down over his cock. She had to do it slowly, because her mouth was small and his cockhead was huge.

She would suck and champ on his pulsating bulb, working her lips down as far on his shaft as possible, until he couldn't concentrate on what he was reading and began to bounce in his chair.

Then she would bring him off, with a sleek, swirling motion of her tongue around his throbbing cockhead, swallowing his spurting semen so that not a drop was spilled.

There were other times when he would simply take her on his office couch, topping her nubile body and driving his long, stiff prick to the hilt within her man-loving pussy… stroking it and screwing it until she fairly screamed… then emptying his lust into the center of her belly.

But the times they both enjoyed most of all were when he felt especially horny and would spread her forward across his desk. After lifting her skirt to the middle of her back and removing her panties, he would walk around to the other side of the oak slab and project his prick above it, in Linc with her pretty mouth.

Melanie would lick his cock carefully, coating it with her saliva, after which he would bring it back to her rear. He would spread the softly firm cheeks of her bottom and eye her pink anus, which was not as snug as it once was but still thrillingly tight around a wrist-thick rod.

He would poke his spit-slick pecker at her nether opening, nudge the converging puckers… then push forcefully, spreading her asshole wide. She would cry out, more from passion than pain, as his long cock glided inch-by-inch into her rectum until her heated, clasping chamber claimed it all. Then Linc would vigorously fuck her ass while she moaned and flopped on the desk-top, shaking her buttocks at either side of his deep-plunging rod.

They were doing this one day when a legislative emergency arose and the speaker of the assembly burst into Linc's private office without knocking. It was an unforgivable breach of protocol, and it might have given rise to great embarrassment for all concerned.

But the first thing it gave rise to was the speaker's cock.

Noting that, Linc quickly finished what he was doing and, after withdrawing from his secretary's-rear, made a motion toward it.

"Be my guest, Mr. Speaker," he hospitably said.

Melanie had never been ass-fucked twice in suck quick succession before. But politics sometimes made strenuous demands on those engaged in it, and she was as willing as anyone to pay the price when need be.

She had turned out to be not so different from Linc. Both lusted after power, influence, and sex.

Melanie waggled her hips at the speaker as he moved up to take advantage of the lubricant which Linc had already spread along her rear chute, benefiting also from his smaller size. He slipped easily into her ass.

Melanie began to bump, and screw, as if she hadn't just been fucked at all, and the speaker rode her bobbing, pleasure-giving rear. Meanwhile, Linc stepped into his adjoining bathroom and cleansed himself, then restored his clothes. When he returned, the speaker was still powering his sturdy prick into Melanie's asshole while she flopped against the desk and moaned heatedly.

Her fist-like rippling anus brought the speaker to spurting, groaning release, and she had another climax herself, while rubbing her clit against the edge of the desk.

What had begun as an accident became a legislative coup. The speaker made an extra effort to ram Linc's most important bill through the House. And he never told anyone what had happened in the governor's office, because he hoped to enjoy Linc's beautiful, accommodating secretary again. He did.

Many times.

So did others.

Soon Melanie had no more time for typing or shorthand, and Linc began to complain that she was neglecting her more intimate duties toward him. But he couldn't complain about the results she was getting for him in the Legislature… among the pressure groups… and even in the opposition party, many of whose members rolled over and played dead (politically). Other wise they were quite alive, as they proved to Melanie.

It began to look as if Linc would be a shoo-in for reelection.

At about that time it occurred to Melanie that she had been giving too much, too freely. She didn't have enough security for herself. After Linc's reelection, when he would be prohibited by law from running again, he might not need her, she feared.

She brought this to his attention one day, and he sat back expansively in his executive chair and asked:

"All right, what do you want?"

"I want to be in the U.S. Senate," she boldly declared.

"Now wait a minute!" Linc sat bolt upright and stared at her. "That's a little unreasonable, don't you think?"

"No, I don't," she calmly replied. "You said that old Senator Poston is going to retire in a month and you'll have to appoint someone to replace him. Why can't it be me?"

"Well, you're not qualified!"

"Bullshit!" Melanie scoffed.

"Well, the… the party would never, stand still for it!"

"Let me take care of the party," she replied with a wise twinkle in her eyes.

"By God, I think you can do it!" Linc marveled.

That was how, in return for helping win reelection, Melanie went to Washington. It would be just a matter of time, some people who knew her said, before she would win her party's nomination for President.

But when asked about her ambitions, she demurely smiled and said, "I only want to make the best Senator I can."

She did better than that. She made the entire Senate.

And the House…

And the Cabinet…

And that was not…