Chapter 12

Gabrielle was elected to her sixth term. She learned her big mistake she made during her second term. She sided on a bill sent to the Senate that was quite unpopular back home. As her staff resigned, retired, or found job in the another sector; she hired competent people she knew would be loyal to her. Chris sent a few people her way to fill in positions permanently or temporarily. Some liked working for the Government with its perks of secure employment, government health insurance and many other benefits. Others moved on to engage in politics themselves. Gabrielle always gave these people excellent references.

Now that she had over ten years of congressional experience, she headed two important committees she really wished to be on. The judicial committee and armed services. She made a name for herself by doing her homework to make her as knowledgeable as anyone who sat in these meetings. Mark was still be her side and had finally married a pretty but plump pleasant woman he met at a party. She was perfect for him. She had the ability to quietly quell his rowdiness when the mood hit him. On holidays when the bothers got together they tended to get a little wild. The wives of all four let them have their rambunctious moments but as soon as split for their homes, the nonsense stopped. So it was Sharon Briggs who had tamed Gabrielle's brother to be a competent aide to his sister.

Chris hired someone to takeover his Grand Rapids home office and moved all that was needed into the basement of their home. Rents were through the roof and he knew he could conduct over ninety percent of the business from their house. He watched their three kids while working. On Congressional recesses, Gabrielle flew back on junkets to be there for the people and have her office opened to see her constituents regularly. Most had problems which she could solve with a phone call or a letter to whatever person or place the problem occurred. If it looked as if her name couldn't open doors, which was seldom, she had Tom Parks her hometown aide there to look deeper into the situation. All in all she was able to resolve almost all inquiries.

Then she would grab the next flight out to Washington to join her family. Their love life didn't suffer any. Gabrielle was just as daring and enthusiastic about their lovemaking as ever. To her, the honeymoon never really ended.

"I wonder what our ex-Speaker of the House is doing back at her old desk after twelve years fucking up this country," Gabrielle laughed, with her head on her husband's large chest as she twirled her fingers about his graying chest hair.

"I don't know, Gaby, but I wish you'd stop saying 'fuck'. It doesn't become you," he snorted. "You're so much better of a person that resorting to words like that. The only exception if you want a piece of me but say it in that light manner you always do."

"I forgot I was home," she yawned. "It's the normal and most common word in the House and I would gather in the Senate. I'm tired and want to sleep." She closed her eyes. Her fingers moved down to his penis and they rested there for a moment. Then she started twitching them, squeezing it slightly.

"All right you nymphomanic, you're playing with me," Chris growled.

Gabrielle began to laugh. "I hold in my hand the most treasured part of my man. Without it, we'd have no children. And between children, we have a lot of fun with it."

"I have fun with that hot hole you have."

Gabrielle reached behind her and turned out the light. "C'mon Tiger, have your way with me. I'm your to do with what you will," she said opening her tiny arms to receive his massive bulk.

"Gaby, you're the best wife a man can ever have," he rolled on top of her.

"You just realizing that after fourteen years of marriage?"

"Shut up and kiss me," he commanded. He felt her tongue enter her mouth while she played with his hardness to place it in her pussy.

Gabrielle was slowly losing her temper in the House. Her party had not only won the Presidency, the House, the Senate was 50-50 with the vice-president casting the deciding vote. Yet they were moving like snails to get legislation passed. She was now the head of her two committees. She often showed her frustration only to be greeted with a smirk from the ex-Speaker.

She didn't blame the ex-Speaker. Gabrielle was angry with her own people. As her seniority rose with every election the more unpopular she became behind her back but treated with smiles and jokes to her face. She decided that she was going to clean the House. But how?

Back for the Thanksgiving break Chris and Gabrelle were invited to the annual Thanksgiving dinner at the Country Club. It was chilly, but not cold. Gabrielle wore her black sable full length coat anyway. Underneath she had on a silver silk gown. Normally she would look ridiculous wearing something like this being so petite. But the seamstress managed to sew a few stitches here and there to make it look glamorous on her.