Getting Excited Down There - Sleeping with the Senator: Friends & Lovers - Part 1

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The first time that college intern Jen Adler laid eyes on Senator Kirk Norwood in person, she felt alternately repulsed and fascinated. Tall, handsome, and in his early 40's, Senator Norwood defined DILF by any measure. He looked about ten years younger because he kept himself in good shape by jogging several miles every day. He didn't have one of those pot bellies so typical of many middle-aged politicians. He styled his wavy hair in a tousled boyish cut which looked very natural. So used to studying pretty-boy politicians with their mannequin-like perfect hair, Jen found it quite refreshing to see one who looked like a real person as opposed to someone manufactured for the endless photo opportunities that abounded in Washington, DC. Jen noted Kirk's infectious smile and charismatic personality as the likely reasons the attractive senator had so easily won his last re-election bid. Despite his appealing looks, Jen found plenty of things about Kirk repulsive. Basically, she opposed every single political stance he held. Senator Norwood's name certainly didn't appear anywhere on her list of politicians she'd like to spend time with. In fact, Senator Norwood was the type she'd like to work to defeat in elections. As a college intern on her first assignment as a political aide, Jen had no choice as to which politician she'd be working for. That decision belonged to the Intern Placement Office at the university. Of course, she'd heard rumors that the Intern Placement Director could be bribed with a blowjob, but virginal Jen was too naive to consider testing a rumor like that. Jen's first day working in Norwood's office turned out quite hectic thanks to an official photo shoot for a campaign brochure. The senator's family, including his too-perfect wife and his three young adult children, packed the office alongside the photographer and his assistant. The senator and his wife had gotten married while still in college and she must have been continually pregnant because they had one child per year for their first three years of marriage. The family smiled and posed all around the office as the photographer made sure that Kirk always remained in the center of the pictures. After the photographer announced that they had enough family shots, Mrs. Norwood made a show of saying goodbye to her husband. She and the rest of the family left. At first, Jen felt silly admitting to herself that they had impressed her with their normal family life, even when the cameras weren't on them. The more she watched them interact, the less she bought into it. Jen had picked up on the underlying issue without even realizing it. They were all too perfect, too phony...like political robots choreographed to do their parts. With the family gone, the photographer decided he wanted some pics of the senator interacting with his office staff. Since Jen hadn't even been introduced to Senator Norwood yet, she just stayed against the far wall of the office. She tried to look busy pointlessly rearranging the supplies on the coffee service tray. "You, over there," the photographer said. Jen turned and realized that the photographer was talking to her. Assuming he wanted a drink, Jen asked, "How would you like your coffee, sir?" "I don't want coffee. I want you in a picture with Senator Norwood. Come over here and stand next to him." Before she had a chance to protest, the photographer guided her by the arm to exactly where he wanted the intern to stand. As soon as Jen got close enough to the senator, she detected just the right smell of a very manly cologne. Normally, Jen hated cologne on a guy because colognes always smelled too much like perfumes to her, but the scent the senator wore intrigued her. The best way to describe it was a mixture of pine, cedar, and fresh mountain air. The cologne perfectly complemented the senator's image as an outdoorsman. Jen wanted to get closer to him just so she could fill her nostrils with that masculine, woodsy scent. The photographer had other plans. He started barking orders at the college intern to act like she and Senator Norwood were working together. The photographer told Jen to hand the senator a folder, point at something on the monitor, pick up a clipboard, etc. Doing as instructed, Jen thought of herself as a trained animal performing for her master. She felt awkward at this play acting, but it seemed to come naturally to Kirk. It amazed Jen that she and Kirk hadn't even been introduced yet, but the political handlers could make it look like they had been working together for months. If the senator could act that way with a complete stranger, Jen wondered how easily he could fool those close to him if he wanted to, not to mention the voters. "Are you sure this is the right image we want to portray?" Kirk asked the photographer when the photographer told him to remove his suit jacket and loosen his tie. "Yes, yes," the photographer said quickly. You and-" he paused, realizing that neither he (nor anyone else for that matter) had even bothered to ask the young woman her name since they were more concerned with using her as a living prop for the photo shoot. "I'm Jen," the intern informed them eagerly. "Right," the photographer said. "Pictures of you and Jen working together are exactly what we need to court the youth vote this time. How old are you, Jen?" "Twenty-one." "Just right," Kirk said. "And the more casual look will also go over better with that age group. They don't want to see stuffed-shirt types in full suits. Unbutton the sleeves and then roll them up once or twice. Make it look like you two are really working hard together on an important project." A surprising and dirty thought flashed through Jen's mind. She could think of something hard on the senator that she'd like to work on! Kirk's removal of his suit jacket exposed a very thin, white dress shirt. The bright lights from the photographer's equipment made it easy to see the dark chest hair through his shirt. The muscles in his arms also seemed to be bulging against the material. He must have spent hours in the gym every week in order to get his muscles so tight and well-sculpted. Suddenly, Jen got a whiff of that cologne again. Her knees felt a little bit weak. Her friends always said she had a daddy complex for guys in their 40's. She gave herself away based on the comments she would make whenever a man in that age range would walk by them at the mall or show up on a TV show they were watching. Jen caught herself thinking that none of those men could compare to Kirk. s**t, she wondered, could she actually be sexually attracted to Senator Kirk Norwood? "Jen? Did you hear me?" the photographer asked. "Um, no sorry," the young woman mumbled. "I said that I want to do a more official looking publicity shot. Move out of the way so Senator Norwood can stand up." Jen hadn't realized that she had moved in so close to the handsome senator. Kirk smiled at her and Jen felt like she melted inside. Kirk had the slightest hint of a crooked smile revealing his beautiful teeth. Jen had the crazy thought that the senator must have had braces when he was younger because his teeth were also so straight. Jen wanted to kiss the older man's lips so badly. Her heart beat faster and she suddenly felt warm all over. She could feel her palms sweating. The photographer instructed Senator Norwood to put his arm around the intern's shoulder. Jen immediately felt the weight of Kirk's arm along the length of her shoulder blades. The warmth of the senator's body next to hers felt so good. As the photographer clicked away from different angles, Jen started to panic. There was nothing she could do to control it. She could feel herself getting wet between the legs! Not this, not now, she thought to herself. With every pounding heartbeat, she felt more and more slickness dripping into her panties as she trembled with anticipation. When she spoke to her female friends about how damp she got "down there" whenever she got sexually excited, they could hardly believe it. Some of them started teasing her, calling her "the faucet." If they passed a hot guy on the street, her friends would say, "Bet that turned on the faucet!" Then they'd roar with laughter. Jen's red-faced embarrassment would make them laugh even more. If only her friends could see the predicament she found herself in now in the senator's office! Jen feared that someone there would notice the wet spot forming on the outside of her pants any second. Besides the senator and the photographer, a couple other senatorial aides as well as the photographer's assistant milled about the room. At some point, one of them would glance at her crotch and disaster would ensue. Would Jen lose the internship? What about her entire future political career? She could lose everything she had ever worked for just because of one hormonal surge!
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