For The Common Good
Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Mult, Romantic, Rape, Cheating, Rough, Sadistic, Interracial, Violent,
Desc: Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Senator Bob parsons has been asked tospearhead the new amendment to the Constitution through Congress and then to get it ratified by the states. His wife is raped and murdered in the house of her lover and his secretary helps him through the troubled times. He testifies before the first state committee and tells the truth about the amendment AND CONGRESS.
"I can't believe we're even having this conversation," screamed Senator Parsons at his Chief Of Staff, "You're looking at a revolution. The people will not stand for this. It goes against everything that the Constitution stands for. What do the polls say?"
Sheila Barnes smiled, she knew that Bob Parsons loved and feared the polls, "The polls have forty-seven percent in favor, thirty-one opposed and twelve percent no opinion or no comment. There's a four percent plus or minus margin of error. The reason for the large no vote is because a lot of people don't understand the Amendment. It's amazing that a lot of people have never even heard that the Amendment was proposed."
"Damn Sheila, this flies in the face of everything I said while I was campaigning. How can I face my constituents when I go back home?"
"Senator, we can put a spin on this and make it seem like you were pressured into it by the President."
"How does he stand on this?"
"He's making the required protestations that the Amendment needs some work, but he's pushing hard for this. He intends to get the IRS, SEC and Justice to keep any opposition busy."
Sheila didn't mention the meetings that she had at Camp David with the President. He had promised to secure a good job for her, with a lobbyist, if she helped him get this Amendment through Congress. No more being a lackey for Senator Bob Parsons.
"I guess the ACLU is going to make waves. They're not going to take this lying down."
"Yes sir, they're screaming they're head off. There's not much they can do since it will be a Constitutional Amendment. The ACLU was trying to buy television time to educate the public, but the President has pressured the networks and no one has any free time to sell to them."
"I don't like it Sheila. I think this can backfire on us. What if the Amendment doesn't pass the States?"
"Senator, we're in a unique position. Never in history has the party controlled both houses of Congress, the Presidency and all of the important State Assemblies. The time is right for this Amendment. The world is getting more technical everyday and we need an informed electorate. This Amendment will insure that our party will remain in power for a long time, long enough to change the United States for the better. We will be looked up to by every country in the world. I suspect that every country will use this Amendment as a model for their constitutions. I foresee every one of the President's programs becoming law. We've fought long and hard to make the United States understand our goals, now is the time to see the fruits of our labors."
"Ok Sheila, tell the President that I'll support him on this, but if we get into trouble on this, I expect some help from the White House."
"He asks that you help lead the fight in the Senate to get this through too. He wants to know if he can count on you to speak before the State Assemblies. He promises to give you all of the help you need."
Ok, tell him I'm with him all of the way."
Sheila smiled and left the office. She now had a marker from the President if she ever needed it. She had a few things in mind that she'd like to have but this called for some thought. Right now she had a meeting at the hotel with the President's press secretary. She smiled to herself as she thought about the how easy it was to wrap the press secretary around her finger. One blowjob and he was eating out of the palm of her hand. A woman had to do what a woman had to do to succeed in Washington.
Senator Parsons sat down hard in his chair and put his face in his hands. This could go off in the party's face if it wasn't handled properly. It had to be presented to the electorate delicately. They just might be able to pull it off though. After all, only about a third of the people even bothered to vote in most elections.
He remembered the first time that Sheila had brought the majority whip into his office and asked his opinion about the proposed Amendment. He had laughed and told them that it had no chance of passage and he shuddered to think what would happen to the party if it were introduced. He was shocked when he was told that this was one of the President's highest priorities. He was even more shocked when the public started going along with the Amendment after the scandals with Senator Jarman and Congressman Orvern. Bob Parsons shook his head as he thought about how the Senator and Congressman had installed under-age girls in an apartment and would use the girls to secure votes for their pet projects. After the Senator and Congressman resigned the President used this incident to prove that the Amendment was needed.
How could the public go for something like this? An amendment to require a certain intelligence level to be allowed to vote. He had never thought that it could be sold to the electorate. It had to be in the form of a constitutional amendment to get around the Supreme Court's "One Man, One Vote" ruling.
The President was brilliant. He talked it up as a measure against big government and that the electorate had to make informed decisions and that the world was getting more complex and technical each day. The President had talked to the people in such a way that everyone was thinking that this would put their idiot son-in-law, wacky neighbor or stupid co-worker in their place. He had talked to the college students and faculty and told them that they would be the leaders of the future and that he was paving the way for them to take leadership of the country much sooner. He talked to the unions and convinced them that the unorganized workers did not have the intelligence that union members did and this would make it much easier to organize the qualified non-union worker. He had talked to business leaders and convinced them that this would lead to better-educated workers, and that since this would increase the pool of qualified workers, salaries would not increase as fast. It had worked. The support for the Amendment began to grow. The President knew that everyone thought that they were very intelligent and that they figured that they would now be able to keep the dumb minorities and dumb immigrants from voting for those stupid politicians who were giving the United States away.
A remark made while the President thought that he was off-camera had endeared the amendment to the public. The President had asked the First Lady if there would be any Congressmen left if the amendment passed. The public ate it up and clamored for the amendment, the public didn't realize that Congress had exempted itself from the bill. Future Congressmen would be subject to the intelligence standards but sitting Congressmen and Senators would be exempt. This little concession to the opposition party had ensured their support for the Amendment. The Congressmen from both parties knew that it was almost a guaranty that they would be able to serve in Congress for life.
Few people kept up with the committee meetings. The President's aids constantly badgered the committee to keep everyone in line. The amendment winged its way through committee with the IQ measurement for the bill set at the mid-range of average intelligence. Many, many people that now could vote wouldn't be able to vote if the Amendment passed. Hell, millions that could now vote won't be able to after the Amendment passes.
The reasoning behind the push for the Amendment was straightforward. With a smaller electorate it would be easier to control the outcome of the elections. Every politician prayed for a violent thunderstorms all day on Election Day. Those who would vote against you stayed home, but the faithful could be counted on to vote no matter what the weather was.
It would also be much less costly to get your message out to a smaller electorate so you could be a good guy and campaign for campaign reform. The public would eat it up. Senator Parsons had a substantial campaign chest built up already and he knew that if he didn't need all of that money he could donate the surplus to the candidates that needed it. This would make him much more powerful in the Senate. He would have a lot of favors that he could call in if he needed them.
It would be almost as good as when he was Speaker Of The House. He could kick himself for giving up that position to run for the Senate. Most Americans wanted to be President but Parsons had always known where the money and power was. The Speaker Of The House decided what bills came up for a vote during each session; therefore he was one of the most powerful men in the world. If you wanted your bill to be voted on, great. What are you going to do for me? Senator Parsons had done a lot of good for the party by collecting the favors for the party and had been instrumental in making the party what it was today. He had never taken anything for himself and his opponents had long ago quit trying to get anything on him.
He heard the door open and looked up to see his secretary enter his office. She smiled and locked the door and walked over to his desk. She walked behind him and pulled his chair back from the desk, walked in front of him and sat on the center of the desk facing him. She put her feet on the seat of the chair on each side of his legs and spread her knees wide.
"See anything that you like?" she asked with a grin.
She wasn't wearing any panties and he saw that she was wearing the garter belt and stockings that he liked. He reached forward and ran his hand up her nylon-encased thigh. He moved his hand between her legs and caressed the length of her slit. She kept her pubic hair shaved. When his finger found her clit, she moaned and pushed forward until he was afraid that she would fall off of the desk. He pushed her dress up as far as he could and shoved his finger into her. She reached for him and pulled him to her.
"Don't start anything you can't finish," she smiled. She loved this man! She had loved him almost from the day that she started working for him.
He stood up and loosened his belt, unbuttoned his pants and let them drop to the floor around his ankles. She grabbed his shorts and yanked them down. He moved forward and put his cock at the entrance to her cunt. She kissed him hard and reached down and guided him into her.
He slowly entered her pushing forward a little and then drawing back and then pushing a little further into her. He repeated this until he was all of the way inside of her. She moaned and pushed herself against him hard.
"Damn you, fuck me hard," she growled into his mouth.
He started to thrust into her hard, taking her rough like he knew she liked it. She started to moan and began to try and clasp his body tight against hers. She tensed and started to cry out softly. Her orgasm triggered his and he emptied himself into her and they fell onto the desk trying to catch their breath.
When he had softened and slipped out of her he stood up and pulled up his pants. She kissed him and went into the bathroom that was off of his office and cleaned up and fixed her makeup.
"Will you be coming over tonight?" she asked as she walked out of the bathroom.
"No. Have to take the missus to dinner tonight. I've been neglecting her too much lately. With my political obligations and her charity work, we never see each other anymore. It wouldn't be so bad if she didn't need a new dress for each affair."
"Oh," she said with a smile, "I sent her a dozen roses from you like you asked me. So, don't act surprised when she thanks you."
Pricilla turned and walked out of the office. He watched her as she left and she knew that he was watching her ass. He smiled after she closed the door. Pricilla Carnes was the daughter of his now deceased law partner, Jim Carnes. Jim Carnes had been his campaign manager for all of his campaigns and had died of a heart attack at the celebration at campaign headquarters on Parsons' last Election Day. They had "Key Man Insurance" on each other and Bob Parsons used the money to buy out Jim Carnes' share of the law practice. Their law practice had grown to be the largest in the state and Bob Parsons was now the sole owner of a highly profitable law firm. Although he kept his hands off of the day-to-day operations of the firm, the firm got a lot of business from those in the state that wanted to curry favor with Senator Parsons. The firm also did a lot of work for local, state and federal government agencies because they were very aware of who owed the law firm and it wouldn't do to get on the wrong side of one of the most powerful men in the world.
Priscilla Carnes was twenty-eight years old and had been working with him for about three years. She had not been too broken up when her father died as Jim Carnes and her mother had divorced when Pricilla was about ten and her mother and a succession of her mother's boyfriends and husbands raised her. Jim Carnes had been the type that sent the support payments on time, but had little contact with his daughter. Jim Carnes had once asked Bob Parsons if he was fucking his daughter and Bob Parsons looked at him like he was shocked that a father could ask something like that about his daughter.
Actually Senator Parsons and Priscilla had started their relationship, if you could call it that, the first week that she worked for him. He figured that Priscilla was the type of girl that liked the idea of fucking someone in power and Robert Parsons was a powerful man. It didn't hurt that he was one of the most handsome men in the Senate. He worked out regularly in the Senate gym and his looks were often compared to John F. Kennedy, Jr. His doctor said that he had the body of a twenty-five year old male. Not bad for a forty year old man. Robert Parsons never wanted for female companionship. He had long ago lost track of the women that had longed to go to bed with a handsome powerful Senator, no strings attached. Power was a strong aphrodisiac.
Senator Parsons picked up the phone to call his wife. The maid answered and told him that Mrs. Parsons was shopping for a new dress for the dinner. He hung up the phone. He figured that this was going to cost him! He wondered what was wrong with the closet full of clothes that she had.
"Damn, that woman can spend some money," he thought.