Sleeping with the Senator: The Complete Erotic Novella

Nasty New Roommate - Sleeping with the Senator: Friends & Lovers - Part 2

Jen feared to look down and see how bad the wet spot on her pants had gotten. She knew by the moist feeling between her thighs that she'd never been so turned on before.

The intern tried to keep smiling for the pictures, almost hoping that someone would notice so the suspense and dread would end.

"Put another book on that pile," the photographer instructed his assistant.

The assistant plopped the book down absently. As Jen watched her do it, she breathed an audible sigh of relief. She had completely forgotten about the fake pile of work on the desk.

It had books, folders, computer printouts, and a clipboard. Luckily, the pile was high enough that it blocked the view of her crotch from the rest of them.

Well, except for Kirk who stood right next to her. However, Kirk looked straight out into the camera lens, not down at the wet spot on the intern's pants.

Jen was safe! She made a mental note to plug her hole later when she got back to her off-campus apartment.

She would have to punish her p***y for being so naughty. Well, maybe not so much punish it as relieve the yearning that had built up inside it!

Jen's internal dripping subsided and the photo shoot drew to a close. When Kirk removed his arm from her shoulders, Jen almost started dripping again because the senator's hand lightly touched her ass on its way down. Jen knew it was an accident, but it still felt stimulating.

She managed to hold a folder in front of her pants as she hurried out of the office. She hid out in the ladies' room until her pants were presentable again.

As the weeks went on, Jen had a few more close calls with her overactive libido. After that first time, she prepared herself properly. The intern always made sure she had a jacket with her or something she could use to cover the offending area at a moment's notice.

She also made sure that she was never in the office alone with Kirk as she feared that if the opportunity arose, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from unzipping her pants and thrusting the senator's hands between her thighs!

The one thing that sucked (and not in the good way) about the situation was that Jen couldn't really tell anyone. She just gave her nosy, prying roommate the vaguest of details without any names.

What would be the point of telling all her friends that she lusted after a straight-laced politician who was just barely old enough to be her father? She already had to put up with enough teasing from her friends just for the fact that she worked in Norwood's office.

She could just imagine the chaos if they knew what she dreamed of doing to Norwood's prick!

One day, several staffers worked quietly in the office with Kirk. The door suddenly burst open and a strong female voice called out, "Woody!"

A tall woman with long and beautiful blonde hair filled the doorway. Her red lips parted to reveal a radiant smile. Sunglasses peeked out from the pocket of her checkered blouse. Impossibly perfect legs spanned the distance between her short skirt and expensive snakeskin boots. A silver heart buckle adorned her cowboy style hat.

To sum up her appearance, she look like she stepped off the stage of a beauty pageant as Miss Texas. The intern could only assume that the woman's glowing tan resulted from just the right amount of time spent outside on a ranch in the Texas sun.

Jen's mind raced trying to place the woman. The obvious conclusion would have been the woman was a senator from a cattle intensive state. There were only about twenty female senators and Jen had already either met all of them or studied and memorized their pictures. She still didn't recognize the visitor.

Jen had only worked halfway through trying to memorize all 435 representatives. Since there were about eighty women in the House of Representatives, Jen decided the woman might be a member of the House and Jen just hadn't gotten to her yet on her list.

Kirk got up from his desk to greet the lady. Jen and the other staffers had to stifle a laugh when they realized that Senator Norwood would respond to someone calling him, of all things, "Woody!"

Since Jen happened to be closer to the door than Kirk, the woman introduced herself by placing a warm hand on Jen's arm and saying, "Howdy, I'm B.J. Diaz."

Kirk made the proper introductions around the office. B.J. (aka Bobbie Jean) Diaz turned out to be Kirk's old friend from their college days in New York. The stunning woman stopped in to see Kirk whenever her business demanded a trip to Washington.

Senator Norwood turned slightly red-faced with embarrassment when Bobbie revealed to the staff members that "Woody" was Kirk's nickname in college. Bobbie swore them all to secrecy about that with a good old-fashioned Texas wink.

Kirk and Bobbie made plans to go out to dinner. This meant that Kirk would not be returning to the office later in the evening as he often did after dinner with his family if they were in Washington.

It worked out perfectly for Jen since she could stay late in the office by herself and catch up on some work. Her roommate had asked her not to come home until late that night because he planned to, as he put it, "s*x up a hot piece of ass for several hours" and he wanted privacy.

Just thinking about Dan, her roommate, made Jen automatically cringe in disgust. Poor sweet, virginal Jen ending up with a male roommate (who happened to be a womanizing frat-boy pig) had been a monumental screw up right from the beginning.

First, the campus housing office had lost her application paperwork for her move from the dorms to an off-campus apartment for her senior year. Jen didn't know about that first error until all the off-campus housing had already been filled. She had to hurriedly redo all the forms and hope for a cancellation.

Then, a week before classes started, she got a voice mail saying a last-minute change freed up a spot in a two-person apartment. The voice mail said her potential roommate's name was Dani. She had to call back and confirm as soon as possible or lose the housing opportunity. Jen called and left a message affirming she'd take it.

Jen had indicated "female roommates only" on the forms. Jen thought she had the wrong apartment when she showed up with her stuff and walked in on a shirtless jock strutting around in tight underwear!

"Dani" turned out, of course, to be Danny. Big difference! Especially in the chest and crotch areas! Jen soon found out that, although she'd filled out her forms correctly requesting only a female roommate, it didn't matter. The student worker in the housing office had mistakenly entered her info into the computer as a "co-ed" housing request.

Jen also found out at that point that she was out of options. Her old dorm room had been reassigned. She had to choose between sharing an apartment with oversexed Danny or having no housing at all. Now, innocent Jen had to suffer through living with a man who referred to a date as "a hot piece of ass."

Jen sat at her desk in Senator Norwood's office. She'd worked about halfway through a thousand election packets that had to be stapled together. The daunting pile looked endless!

Of course, the staffer who actually got paid to do her job had done it incorrectly. She should have set the copy machine to staple the papers together as they were being printed. If she'd remembered that simple step, none of this would have happened.

Jen sighed as she thought about the fact that interns get stuck doing all the crappy jobs. Her co-worker's screw-up resulted in Jen sitting at a desk and manually stapling the pages together.

About one minute past nine o'clock, Jen pressed the stapler and nothing happened. She checked for a jam, but it turned out that the stupid thing had simply run out of staples.

She definitely needed to stretch anyway. So Jen didn't mind having to get up and make her way across the room to the walk-in supply closet. She took the scenic route around the office and looked into the hallway.

All the dark offices on the rest of the floor creeped her out. Jen figured she would get the stapling done as fast as possible and get the heck out of there.

As she searched inside the walk-in supply closet, looking for the right size staples, she heard a noise in the outer office.

She had to remind herself that nobody else was there. Something must have fallen off a desk.

Then she heard what sounded like muffled voices. She quickly closed the closet door as much as possible to hide herself.

The intern was positive she'd locked that outer office door after she returned from checking out the dark hallway. Jen left the supply closet door open a barely noticeable sliver so she could peek out and see who had broken into the office.