Chapter 1

The light coming in through the edge of the shaded window woke Mike Ralston. He caught the scent of Mia Carter's perfume as she lay sleeping alongside him. Mia was sleeping on her stomach and the bed sheet was down at her waist. Mike looked at her muscular back and thought that it was a very sexy back. He had a passing thought that not many men appreciated the sexiness of a woman's back.

Mike had been bedding Mia for almost a year now. She was a very attractive lady who had a body that most women would kill for. Mia was in her mid-forties, about five foot seven inches tall and weighed in the neighborhood of one hundred and thirty five pounds. All of her weight was in the right places as she had large breasts, a small waist and womanly hips. She was blessed with a cute face and nice personality but it was her fiery red mid-back length hair that brought her a lot of attention from both men and women.

Mia had once told Mike that for every three men who hit on her there was one woman who would also hit on her. While it was flattering to her that they did this she also said it was a pain in the ass. She had resorted to wearing a wedding ring which helped a little in fending off these pursuers. Her position as a CIA analyst who did have some field experience before she came inside to work at a desk gave her the fortitude to tell all these people she wasn't interested in any of them.

One time a man who wouldn't take no for an answer and kept pestering just pissed her off. He was on the receiving end of a tirade with Mia telling him, "Listen, you are not getting into my pants as I already have one asshole in there already and there isn't room for you." He did get her message when she said that and sheepishly walked away.

While he was having these thoughts, Mia woke up and turning to be on her back saw that Mike was awake and looking at her.

Stretching her arms and yawning she said, "Morning lover, been up long?"

"Maybe ten minutes, I was admiring the pretty lady sleeping next to me."

"Last night you did more than admire and I will say it was a good night. You are such an animal when we make love. That being said, is today the big day?"

What she was referring to was that today was the last day Mike was going to be working as an active Secret Service agent as he was taking an early retirement.

"Yes it is and I can't believe thirty years and two months have gone by that fast."

Mike was admiring her large breasts with their enticing nipples as he heard her say, "Have you decided what you are going to do?"

"Not yet and yes."

"What in the hell does that mean?"

"During the course of my work I have met a lot of people. Some of them have said that if I ever stopped being an agent they would like to hire me. Some of them seemed to infer it would be to head their private security and others have mentioned that it would be for their business and still others have said it would be for a combination of both. If they were serious in their offers I won't know until I either call them or send them a letter saying that I am available. That is the 'not yet' of my answer."

"What is the yes?"

"The yes pertains to what I am going to do in a few seconds. I am going to go down on you and munch on your lovely red haired pussy and do it till you can't take it any longer and tell me to stop. One of my hands is going to be playing with your stiff nipples and the fingers on the other hand are going to be probing at your back door."

"Oh sweet Jesus, you saying that is giving me goose bumps and I can feel myself moistening. While you are doing what you just said can we switch around so I can mouth your shaft? I love having it in my mouth."

Mike gave Mia a kiss and then moved down her body stopping to nibble a little on each of her stiff nipples and continuing down till his head was in between her spread thighs doing what he said he would do. The scent of her arousal was evident but it was intermingled with the perfume that she had applied there.

Mia was true to her word and seemed content just to mouth and lick his stiff shaft. She knew if she put more effort in to it and gave him a prostate massage, Mike would come quickly. She didn't do that as she wanted to have a few more of the orgasms he was giving her now. When she was satisfied she would put a leg over him and mount him. With her on top he would last longer and that meant she would continue to have pleasure. She prided herself on being a deep thinker as to love making but the truth was that she just enjoyed having sex.

After they both had their orgasms they rested in each other's arms telling the other that was great. Reluctantly they rose to shower separately and dressed to go to work. If they had showered together they both knew they would be late for work. His slippery soapy hands washing her body would cause both of them to become excited and for them to continue their lovemaking.

In arriving at work Mike thought the office was unusually quiet. The President and the First Lady were on their third official vacation of the year and it was only the end of May. They were in to the third week of a four week Hawaiian vacation. Mike just took a seat at a desk and reviewed some paperwork.

Craig Stevenson the acting director came to Mike and said, "I know this is your last day and I need to do an exit interview with you. Let's do an early lunch together and afterwards we can do the interview."

Mike agreed and suggested instead of walking to a restaurant that was close by they would drive over to Barney's which was noted for its Philly cheese steak sandwiches with the caramelized onions.

At the restaurant after getting their order they sat a table and Craig said, "Why this quick decision to retire? You surprised me when you told me in confidence that you wanted to retire and for me not to say anything."

"This isn't a quick decision but something that I have been thinking about for a while. Just because I kept it to myself and didn't say anything till two weeks ago, please don't think it was a spur of the moment decision."

"Can I ask why you are retiring; I always thought you enjoyed working here and handling your assignments."

"I did and still do but I can see the handwriting on the wall that because of my age what my assignments in the future are going to be. It will be either a desk job or providing security to some ex-President or his wife and that is not my cup of tea. I have talked to some of the agents who have been doing this type of security. They say that some of the people they are assigned to are nice and treat them well, others are not so nice and they treat the agents as servants. Some of them act as though they are royalty and expect to be treated like they are."

"Mike, we have known each other for some twenty years and from what you say it sounds like you are a little bitter."

"I wouldn't say I am bitter, just maybe a little disappointed with all the bullshit that I have seen going around here."

"Why now, this bullshit has been going on for a long time?"

"Oh I know that but it got ratcheted up a few years back with that problem in Columbia?"

"That would have never saw the light of day if the agent had paid the whore what he said he would."

"Well it did become a problem and the press reported it as something that only the Secret Service had gotten involved in. You and I know that paying for the services of a lady for the night has been going on for a long time before Columbia. My problem is with the media only reporting about the service doing this and not the members of the press and some of the members of the Presidents entourage who also engaged in those activities. Then again some of the staff members, who by the way are married, don't need to pay for it as they have on going relationships with other staff members. Sometimes when we are in the hallways providing security the traffic going from room to room is like a rush hour."

"You really don't expect them to report on themselves or kill the access they have to the White House by doing that did you?"

"No, I don't expect that they would and that's another problem. When I first started out working here the press or the media was somewhat more objective than they are now. They have developed strong biases and most of them feel that they are celebrities or national personalities. They have their noses so far up the President's butt that they have convinced the public that the man walks on water and judging by what is going on in the world or here at home we know that is not the case.

"Well I can't say I disagree with you on what you said. Is there anything else that is bothering you?"

"A few more things now that you mention it. How about the fuss that politicians of both parties put up when we goofed up and the fellow came over the White House fence. They were so concerned that someone could get over the fence that people here were let go and were out of a job. I would like to see those same politicians express one half of that concern about our southern border which is wide open. They could care less as to who is coming into this country even though these illegals could be terrorists or disease infected people."

"I agree with you on that."

"All the candidates for office say they are going to do big things if they are elected. When they are elected nothing changes. They think the voters are dumb and have short memories which some of them do as they keep voting these people back into office. What they said they were against when they were running to be elected was one thing and now they have done a one eighty since they have been elected. The problem is no one calls them out on doing that."

"Another thing is how about the money which is spent that nobody seems to care about? Two planes four hours apart to go to Hawaii for a vacation it's like pissing the money down a drain but nobody seems to say anything about it. You have to wonder if they were paying out of their own pocket for this travelling if they would be doing it. Talk about living like royalty, the public doesn't know the half of what goes on."

"The one thing that grabs me a little is a position some of these politicians take on gun control. They say no one should have a gun yet they sure as hell want bodyguards and they want their bodyguards to have guns. Half of them carry around a gun without having a permit. The rescinding of the order limiting Secret Service protection for ten years after leaving the office for ex-Presidents is now giving them this protection for life is a prime example of this need. That to me shows they want protection but as far as they are concerned everyone else be damned as to their protection or safety. I could go on and on."