She is behind me and to my right. Still chatting but I can feel her full attention on me. We are close. My arm & hand is against the doorframe. She pu...hs back against me again and I slide my hand over her side and down towards her arse. Gently cupping and caressing as I move my hand over her, I feel her tense under me. I shift and move away moving further across the room. No one has observed us. It seems miraculous given the heat I can feel from her gaze and the discomfort of my very hard. . Is there something you’re not telling me? I mean, it’s been almost a month, and I’ve heard nothing from anyone. Now, all of a sudden, you show up on my doorstep asking questions.” “We found an unidentified homicide victim this morning. I’m just checking all possible leads. If I discover anything for sure I’ll notify you personally, I promise.” “Thanks, Mike.” She gave him a wistful smile, then gazed out the side window at the rain-soaked streets, twisting a silver ring on her finger. 1254. “But I need to entertain and be able to have meetings outside the Capitol or my offices. The first floor is pretty empty unless I’m hosting something.”The second floor was more to my liking. It felt comfortable and private. She showed me into her home office at the end of the tour.“Before you ask, yes, Alison’s folks have been over everything and are handling security. I think she even added an office here in D.C. for them to work out of and rotate through.”I smiled. “She told me. They’re. When they finished up the evening, or as the song goes, early in the morning, they made a new date. She told them that she had someone in mind but wasn't sure if she (me) would be available.As an aside, while Mom was correct, that I'd never fucked for money, still I never fucked or blew a teacher without expecting the payment to show up in the form of a better grade than I had earned on the merits. However, I had always avoided any offers to use my back door.I jumped at the chance to meet – and.