Matthew
Kayla had a power over me like no other woman I had met, but I certainly wasn’t going to let her know that. I couldn’t turn soft. My focus needed to stay singular and that was on the White House. As much as I liked and lusted after Kayla, I just couldn’t let myself get wrapped up in that. I needed to stay distant.
A few days back in Illinois was just what I needed to get Kayla off of my minds. I was going to focus on my constituents and work with some local donors on some upcoming events. To stay focused was going to be hard, though. Every time I closed my eyes I felt Kayla’s skin under the tips of my fingers. Her soft, delicate skin against my body was something I just couldn’t forget.
I could feel my body as it thrust inside of her and clearly remembered her moans. Kayla was a beautiful woman and I was a lucky bastard to have gotten to fuck her as much as I had. But I wasn’t the guy for her. She wanted the happily ever after, I could see it in her eyes. That just wasn’t something I could offer her. I didn’t want to disappoint Kayla, but I knew what we both wanted from each other was not the same thing.
I had to leave her quickly. Being with her in her apartment made me feel comfortable. For a moment, I wanted to pull her up next to me and spend the night there cuddling. But I knew better than to do that. In Washington, you were always being watched. If word got out that I was fucking one of my first-year employees that would be bad for business.
Not to mention I didn’t want Kayla to start having feelings for me. She and I could work together and build our careers together, but we didn’t need to fall in love or any of that girl stuff. Kayla would just need to understand that I couldn’t have that in my life at the moment. I needed to concentrate on the real job that was in front of me. I needed to get my ass into the White House.
As I boarded my flight back to Illinois, I couldn’t help but remember the first night I met Kayla. Our time together that night was so uninhibited. No expectations, no rules; why couldn’t it always be like that.
I would kill to go back to that night and have that level of intimacy. She had been so raw, so open to anything. Now the realities of life had gotten in both of our way and neither of us seemed the same. I had to take responsibility for some of the changes, but there was something different about Kayla as well. She was more independent, more of a woman than she had been while we were in Chicago.
But women didn’t work the same way as men. They find a guy they like and latch onto him. She would surely want more of my attention at work, want to come to my house or have me come to her house. I just couldn’t let things get out of control. Taking some time away from Kayla was just what I needed.
On the other hand, I couldn’t stay away from her for long. I needed to keep our thing going between us. She was the key for me getting on the good side of Senator Masson and I wasn’t about to forget the gift she had with that man. Plus, I needed to be with her. I knew I could survive for a couple of days away, but it was surely going to leave me wanting her even more when I finally returned to Washington at the end of the week.
“Alex, make sure we get a meeting with Senator Edwards when I return. I don’t want to lose the momentum I have going with him.”
“Sure thing,” Alex said from his bed.
I could always tell when he hadn’t bothered to get up and go to work. It was pretty typical when I traveled, but I didn’t really mind. We all worked too damn hard, he deserved to have a little bit of a break.
“Can you do something else for me?”
There was a long pause as Alex thought about the question. When I asked him to do things for me, it wasn’t always that easy of a task to get completed.
“Sure, what’s up?”
“I need to find a small apartment downtown for a friend of mine. Preferably close to the capital. Just one bedroom. Nothing too fancy. Can you see what’s around?”
“Who’s the friend?”
I could hear the concern in Alex’s voice. The last thing he wanted was some sort of controversy surrounding me. But I wasn’t going to tell him it was for Kayla. I knew better than that. What he didn’t know was exactly where he needed to be, then he could actually deny knowing what was going on without having to lie.
“It’s just a friend of the family, nothing big. Thanks.”
“Sure.”
As we hung up, I felt the watchful concern of Alex. I thought I had thrown him off about Kayla when I yelled at her at the office. But maybe he thought I had some other young lady on the side.
The problem with all the controversy was that I was indeed a single man. The public couldn’t expect that I would stay single forever. They had to know that I had needs and I was going to be with women. It was a balance between being seen with snobby upper-class socialite types or not being seen at all. My problem was I didn’t care for snobs and I certainly couldn’t be seen dating a young thing like Kayla, who worked for me.
For the time being, I would need to stay single and any interactions between Kayla and I would have to be hidden in the privacy of our own bedrooms. Publicly she would simply be my employee, in the bedroom we could be anything we wanted to each other.
As I sat on the plane waiting for it to take off, my eyes closed and I remembered the beautiful curves of Kayla’s body as she stood nude in front of me at her apartment. My body reacted to the memory of her.
Kayla had a body that any man would love; voluptuous breasts with a curvy ass. Her auburn hair was a little past her shoulders and she had freckles that accentuated her face. My memory of every aspect of Kayla was something that I knew I should not have, especially if I ever wanted to be able to give her up. Unfortunately, I just couldn’t forget Kayla. My body couldn’t live without her and I knew I was going to be in for a giant disaster if I wasn’t able to control myself better.
Thinking of Kayla had my cock hard and I had to cover myself with a magazine as another person sat next to me on the plane. Even with all the best intentions in the world to forget about Kayla, I wasn’t sure my body would ever fully be willing to give her up.
When I was near her, everything seemed perfect. I hated that we had met so early in her Washington career. If it had been just a few years down the road it would have been better. But it was too late for all that talk. We had met. We did have a relationship, and I was going to make damn sure she stayed in my life. She was going to help me get to the Whitehouse, I just knew it.