Again, I felt myself hardening and cursed myself for it. We sat chatting in the kitchen when she came down. She never said anything, so again, I don�...t think she had noticed me watching her. That was a relief. That night we went to a local Chinese restaurant for dinner. We got home and opened some wine. Before we knew it we had finished two bottles and were onto a third. We were both a bit drunk. “What did you think of my friends today?” she asked me. “A couple of them were making it a bit. As soon as my zip was down my hard cock burst free and for the first time I felt the object of my fantasy touch my sex organ. Davina said “Oh god Aisling has not been exaggerating, your fucking dick is huge.” I took that opportunity to bring my two hands up and cupped her breasts, marvelling at how large they were, and delighted that she had no bra on, allowing me to feel her nipples stiffen as I touched them. Her tits must have been a good two cup sized bigger than Aisling’s (and she was by no. Of course, I would have on a conservative blue skirt and blazer with nude colored thigh highs and heels. My pussy would throb at the thought of how I looked without the suit I wore. Finally, about 10 am I would get a call from the oval office saying that the President would need to see me. When I arrive at the oval office he would be sitting at a small round table and would motion for me to sit across from him. For looks, he would have papers on the table. We would have a bit of small talk,. I didn’t even think twice when someone handed me the joint. I was not a pot smoker by any means, but that night it just seemed like what I was supposed to do. A few rounds of both the whiskey and the marijuana had made me feel fuzzy and disconnected from what I had been through for the last two weeks. At that moment, everything felt right and my anger faded. “Penny for your thoughts.” Dave said to me, taking a swig out of the fifth of whiskey. “You’re talking to me?” I said, looking up. “I’m.