Kayla
Matthew was my husband. It was crazy to think that we had actually gone through with it. He was the Vice President and I was his wife. We would have a few years to settle into life and get used to this new political world together and then I knew that Matthew was going to want to run for President.
My old friend Steven had found a job as an office manager at Charity Water’s Washington D.C. office. They were looking for a fundraising Vice President. It certainly wasn’t something I had ever thought I would be qualified for, but I was excited to get the opportunity to interview with them.
Since we had decided to postpone our honeymoon, it made perfect sense for me to go and visit with Steven and the Charity Water team to see if I would be a good fit for them. I needed something outside of politics that would keep me busy.
If I sat around the house worrying about what Matthew was up to all the time, it would certainly drive me mad.
“You can stay there all day long if you’d like. But I’m a busy woman, I need to get going,” I said as I leaned down and kissed Matthew on my way out of the shower.
I thought I was going to make it out relatively untouched, but just as I set foot outside of the shower, Matthew’s hands wrapped around me and pulled me back in.
“I can’t wait for the day to be over,” Matthew whispered in my ear.
His warm breath on my neck made it close to impossible for me to move. Everything inside of me sizzled with excitement when Matthew was near. It didn’t matter what had happened in the past, all I knew was my body craved Matthew every second of the day. Combine that with the amazing chemistry, sense of humor, and future we had together; there was no stopping us.
“If you don’t let me go to my meeting I’m going to be a very angry newlywed when you get home.”
“Okay, I’ll let you go,” Matthew said as his hand moved down to my clit and started to play with me. “As soon as I make you scream my name.”
There was one thing that Matthew did not do well, take no for an answer. I could have continued to fight with him or just give in to the feelings of the moment. I decided giving in was my best bet.
Matthew pulled me over to the shower bench and pressed me into the seat as he spread my legs open. He quickly kneeled to the ground and took me in his mouth as his tongue flicked and licked me precisely.
As my hand grabbed his wet hair, I felt his fingers move inside of me. He was serious about getting me to scream and I couldn’t help but give in to him. As he worked my body, I let my head rest on the shower wall. The thick warm steam engulfing the two of us as I tried to find something to grab a hold of.
“Matthew…I really have to …go…” I moaned.
He didn’t slow down. He didn’t even listen, Matthew had his own plans and I was just along for the ride. He placed my legs on his shoulders so he could control me even more with his fingers and tongue.
Before I knew what was going on, Matthew had twisted me around on laid me onto the ground under the large showerhead. The warm water sprinkled down on our bodies as Matthew pressed himself into me. I took in a deep breath and turned toward the side to gather another one. It was the hard stone floor that made the position most uncomfortable though and I eventually had to press Matthew away.
“The floor hurts Matthew,” I said.
The whole moment had gone from fun to not so fun in a matter of a minute. We were on the floor of our shower fucking. It wasn’t how I wanted to spend my honeymoon at all. I was going to be late for my meeting and that was it, I was done.
“Get on top,” Matthew urged as he switched spots with me.
“Matthew, I need to go,” I finally said as I stood up and made my way out of the shower before he had the chance to stop me.
“Later, we can make love on a bed of roses,” Matthew teased as he watched me get ready in front of the bathroom mirror.
“With my luck, there will be thorns.”
I was joking, but a little serious all at the same time. Things with Matthew never seemed to be perfect for long. Although I couldn’t see much that would get in our way for the next few years. Yes, I knew Matthew wanted to be President and I expected that he would want to start running about a year ahead of time, but that was fine. We had at least two full years of settling in that we could do.
As I finally finished getting ready and made my way toward the door. I couldn’t help but look back and admire Matthew in his blue business suit. He was one of the best-looking men I had ever met, and he was mine.
“Goodbye, Mr. Vice President,” I said as I walked over and delivered one last kiss to him. “I’ll see you at dinner.”
“Have fun. I hope you get it,” Matthew said sheepishly.
There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to get the position. It was more of a doubt that I would feel like the position was right for me. I had never been involved in a charity organization and I certainly didn’t know how to handle fundraising or marketing for an organization. But I knew that my new title brought with it some big-name recognition and it would certainly help any charity if I were to become involved with them.
“I hope so too,” I said as I left and made my way downstairs.
There was a new secret service officer assigned to me, I could only assume that Matthew had chosen him precisely for me.
“Hello Mrs. Storm,” George said as he opened the front door for me. .
“You can call my Kayla, or Michaela if you’d like George. I can’t see a need to be so formal.”
“Miss Kayla, I will call you whatever you would like.”
“Thanks.”
George was close to retirement and Matthew had asked for him to be assigned to me. He was thorough as I watched him walk around the SUV one last time before he let me into the vehicle. I had already seen him outside inspecting the vehicle for a good fifteen minutes before I had come down the stairs.
I wasn’t really sure if Matthew had hired him more for his experience, or for that fact that he wasn’t a hot young guy like many of the other secret service officers. But for whatever reason Matthew had hired him and I felt pretty damn safe riding around with George.
“How long will you be Miss Kayla?”
“I’m not sure. I’d say maybe a half hour. Will you be coming inside?”
“I’ll be inside and then checking the perimeter. I’ve already visited the office first thing this morning with my team. I don’t expect there will be any issues.”
Wow, he was even more thorough than I had thought he was.