Maybe I’d just jerk off and get it over with and hope I didn’t have any visitors tonight.Just as I did, the girl I had been watching rose and grab...ed her towel. She started walking towards the gate around the pool, her towel over her shoulder. Her tight backside squeezing as she moved. With every stretch and squeeze I felt my erection throb even more.Well. I was going to Hell anyway.I followed her up the stairs, down the corner. She never looked back. I kept just close enough to see her but not. What had once been easy now seemed to pose problems. They stood in the kitchen, looking at each other. It was clear to Milt that nothing would happen unless one of them did something, so he screwed up his courage and walked across the kitchen, to where Jody was standing. She kept staring at him. Milt looked at her. She was so young, and so gorgeous! When Milt put his hands on her shoulders, Jody sighed and cuddled against him. ‘Why is this so hard tonight?’ she murmured. ‘I-I mean it isn’t like. It was very smart.The previous three days, for me, were a crash course in the Machiavellian politics of the Cabinet and the White House. My staff – I inherited a staff the moment I agreed to the appointment – surrounded me with a focus that made me incredibly proud. These were good people and it was my obligation to be a great boss.Each day my appointment secretary scheduled a long list of department managers sent to brief me on the state of our security and the condition and morale of their. We made our way over to our host. “Marissa, so glad you could come ... And you too Brad,” added Tony after a slight pause.“Thank you for inviting us,” she said as she handed him a bottle of our best wine. I’d suggested something cheaper, but got overruled.“Thank you,” he said. “But I told you not to bring anything.”“How could we come to a housewarming and not bring a gift?” she added. I noticed several of the men standing around Tony looking down at the floor as she said this. I’ll bet they.