Chapter 10

“So babe,” said the man laying next to Kimi, “how long have you been here?”

Kimi thought for a moment, then was semi-startled.

“Really? Today is ... you ... you remembered?”

“Yes, I did, darlin’. Today is your 7th anniversary. Happy Anniversary!” With that, the Secretary of the Interior pulled a small sheet off of a bucket of ice, harboring a bottle of Dom Perignon, already uncorked. He poured two glasses, and they clinked glasses and sipped the expensive champagne.

“Do you remember your first day here?” he asked.

Kimi snuggled against the man and mused...

“I’m sorry, sir, I went down the wrong hallway and got lost and then couldn’t remember this room number and had to go ask Miss Ellie, and then she chastised me for being late, which made me more late, and...”

“Whoa there, girlie ... slow down, you’re getting me tuckered out just listen’ to ya’,” said the newly instated Secretary of the Interior. “Why don’t you come over here and sit down and have a glass of this here champagne and we’ll get to know each other a little better, hmm?”

“Yes ... you were quite the gentleman with me,” said Kimi, her hand lazily reaching down under the covers and meeting up with the Secretary’s stiffening erection.

“Why thank you, ma’am, and you look as lovely today as you did that day.”

Kimi began a slow stroke of his cock and again thought back to that day...

“So, um, what would you like to do?” asked Kimi, a little unsure of herself.

“Well, beautiful, I’d like for you to come sit right here,” said the man, pointing to his crotch, “you see, I’m the Secretary of the Interior, and,” he raised his eyebrows up and down in an exaggerated fashion, “I want to get acquainted with YOUR interior!”

Kimi laughed along with the man and decided right then and there that she liked him.

“That feels nice, babe,” said the Secretary, feeling the effects of Kimi’s hand. She had given him a welcome blowjob just a short while ago, to take off the edge, and now he was starting to recover, in preparation for round two.

“What felt even nicer was the taste of your cum,” said Kimi, licking her lips and remembering how when he was ready to cum she sat back and let him shoot into her open mouth, some of it landing on her face, and then she licked her lips and spread the cum around, lips glistening with it, then swallowing the rest of it. “Did you drink pineapple juice this morning on the way out here?”

The Secretary smiled broadly.

“I thought so!” Kimi ducked her head under the covers, taking the head of his growing cock into her mouth and swirling her tongue around the tip. The man was not well-endowed, sporting only five inches, but to Kimi, it was the nicest five inches that she’d ever met. She might have allowed herself to become emotionally attached to him, the ultimate no-no in her line of work, but because of his high-profile job, and her status of having been here for so long that she’d become somewhat of an icon here, known by many of the highest level power brokers in the country, nothing could ever come of it. She felt love for him but kept it locked away inside of her.

As she swallowed his cock, enveloping it in her mouth completely, a thought came to her, a way to make her special man happy.

She released his cock from her mouth and scooted further down on the bed, between his legs, and took his cock in her hand again, slowly jacking him off. Then she began licking his balls, using broad strokes of her tongue. The moan told her that she was doing good.

Kimi then opted to take it to the next level, releasing his cock for the moment, and began pushing the Secretary’s legs up towards the headboard. Her mouth and tongue left his balls and began the trek south, her tongue swirling along his perineum until she found her target.