Chapter 1
He was late again. It was the second time in a month and Raina was annoyed. She lay back on her round bed and finished applying a coating of coral nail polish to her toenails. She recapped the bottle and stretched across the bed to place it on the nightstand. She looked up and surveyed her reflection in the round panel of Melanex, a non-breakable plastic which had been affixed to the ceiling directly over the bed.
Raina was thirty-one years old, ash blonde and sensually beautiful both in face and form. She turned first to the left and then to the right and examined her breasts. They were still high and firm, but she made a mental note to start doing her bust exercises that she'd heard about from a senator's wife at a cocktail party last week.
"Darling, mine used to hang down to here," the senator's wife had gushed. "Now look at them!"
Raina looked at her pointy cones which were encased in a lavender wool dress.
"I'll have to try it, Myrna."
"Not that I'm criticizing you, darling, but with tits like yours you'd better start now before you have to part 'em to piss."
Raina laughed on cue, pressed her cheek to the senator's wife and continued circulating around the party.
Raina sat up in bed, dropped her head between her knees, and began to blow her toes dry. She continued blowing breath up her inner thighs and against the downy triangle of blonde pubic hair which covered her cunt.
"Mmmmmmm. If only I could reach it, I wouldn't ever have to go out."
She glanced irritably at the digital clock. Goddammit, he was going to make her late for her own date. She picked up her white princess telephone and discovered that she had turned it off during the night. She threw on an apricot-colored peignoir, rushed out the door of her bedroom and called to her maid.
"Marie! Marie!"
The young black girl ambled out of the kitchen where she'd been polishing silver in slow motion.
"What is it, Miz Raina?"
"My phone has been off in the bedroom. Has the Congressman called?"
"He ain't called since I been here."
"Well, if he ever does and I'm here, you tell me about it immediately. I don't care if I'm sleeping or whatever."
"Yes, ma'am."
Marie giggled and eased back into the kitchen.
Raina picked up the hall phone, recalling the number of her current lover, a handsome Italian bartender named Vincent Bertini. She was just about to dial when she realized she would be tying up the line if the Congressman were trying to reach her. She wrote Vincent's name and telephone number down on a slip of paper and went into the kitchen.
"Marie. Just as soon as the Congressman arrives, calf this number and ask for Mr. Bertini. Tell him who you are and to be about two hours late for our date. Have you got that?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Just as soon as Mr. Chambers arrives. Now repeat what I want you to say."
"I's to call Mr. Bertini and tell him to hold off fo' two hours cause youse tied up with de Congressman."
"Don't say that, you ninny!" Raina's green eyes flashed. "Just say that I'm tied up—period."
"Yes, ma'am."
Raina stalked out of the kitchen thinking, I've got to get myself another maid. One that's got a little class.
Raina went back into her bedroom and slammed the door behind her. She sat down at her mirrored make-up table and began vigorously brushing her shoulder-length hair. Then she lit a cigarette, drew on it irritably, and crushed it out in distaste. The Congressman was a nonsmoker and hated the odor of cigarette smoke. She carried the ashtray into the bathroom and flushed the cigarette butts down the toilet. Then she brushed her teeth, applied a fresh coat of lipstick and waited.
Lying back down on the bed, she picked up a sexy paperback and tried to rid herself of her irritation. It wouldn't do for it to show.
You've got it good, she reasoned with herself. Clothes, a great apartment, a live-in maid, and fifteen thousand bucks a year. All this for an average of four fucks a month.
She couldn't really complain, even though she knew that the Congressman from Illinois didn't pay her out of his own pocket. She was paid for her services from some slush fund or other. She was supposed to be the Congressman's secretary.
Raina laughed out loud. Hell, she couldn't even spell, much less type.
She was just about to light another cigarette when she heard the doorbell ring. She dabbed some Shalimar on her neck and her thighs, lay back on her great, round bed and posed seductively. There was a quiet knock on her bedroom door.
"Come in," she called out invitingly.
The door opened and Congressman Michael Chambers entered the pink and white bedroom.
"You're late, darling," Raina purred. She flicked her tongue over her glossy, petulant lips.
"Couldn't be helped," he replied briskly.
The Congressman went directly to the dressing room which connected the bedroom and bath and began to strip. Chambers was a formidable-looking man in his mid-fifties. His thick hair was steel gray and matched his cold, unrelenting eyes. His jaw was square and set with determination. He was known throughout Washington as the Congressman's Congressman. He constantly introduced and pushed through bills that gave many fringe benefits to his contemporaries in Congress. He alone engineered the House vote that gave his House Administration Committee exclusive authority over the amount of allowances granted members for almost any conceivable expense.
The Congressman stripped out of his charcoal gray summer weight suit and hung it carefully on a brass valet which had been provided for him. At the age of fifty-six, Chambers had retained a youthful figure by jogging vigorously and playing tennis actively. Except for a slight softness around his stomach, he had the body He called into the bedroom. "I'm going to take a quick shower, Raina."
"All right, sweetie."
"Jesus Christ," she mumbled to herself. "This is going to take all day."
While the Congressman showered, Raina pulled back the covers of the bed. Then she opened the drawer of the nightstand and took out a bottle of baby oil, uncapped it and set it aside. The pink satin sheets of the bed were clean, but had been stained from the previous use of the baby oil. She removed her peignoir, threw it on the floor and lay back down on the bed. When Raina heard the shower stop, she sighed with relief and began humming a few bars of "What I Did for Love."
The Congressman came into the bedroom wearing a towel wrapped around his middle. It didn't conceal his erection. His hair was still damp and he was breathing hard.
Good, thought Raina, maybe this is going to be a quickie.
He threw the towel aside and lay down on his stomach. Raina dutifully picked up the bottle of baby oil and poured some into her hands. Then she straddled the Congressman's muscular buttocks and began massaging his back. She gave him an expert massage. Her fingers worked like lightning over his vertebrae and spine. Chambers sighed with contentment and allowed her fingers to do their work. Raina moved down his body and began massaging his buttocks. Cupping the flesh firmly in her hands, she kneaded and caressed his willing flesh. She moved even farther down and worked her pliable fingers over the backs of his thighs and calves, pausing momentarily to blow her warm breath into the crevice between his buttocks.
Chambers squirmed with sexual delight and turned over. His cock was rigid, thick and had an extra-large head. It was very red and shiny. She straddled his thighs, pressing his cock between her legs. She poured more baby oil on his chest and began massaging his pectoral muscles.
When her hands reached his softening stomach, she smiled and said, "Michael, you'd better do a few more push-ups."
Instead of finding her teasing amusing, he scowled and said nothing.
She poured more oil into her hands, coated his thick cock and heavy balls and began massaging his cock with one hand and his balls with the other. He threw his legs apart and she let his balls slide out of her hand, slipped her hand between his buttocks and began kneading the soft flesh around the opening of his asshole. She slipped one of her long fingers inside easily and began stimulating his prostate gland. She worked on it much in the same manner that her own finger would stimulate her clitoris. When she was satisfied that he was sufficiently aroused, she put the baby oil aside and concentrated on the column of flesh rising between his thighs. It trembled at her touch and twitched back and forth in its nest of black, wiry pubic hair. She started to insert his cock into her vagina, but he stopped her.
"Not yet, Raina."
She silently cursed him and waited to see what he desired. He pulled her down on the bed. His arms slipped beneath her waist and pressed her to him until his cock pressed against her firm smooth buttocks. He slid one of his hands under her body and cupped one of her lush breasts. Then he moved his other hand down her flat stomach to the edge of her pussy mound and buried his face into her ash blonde hair.
"Oh, Raina, Raina," he murmured, kissing the back of her neck and inhaling the erotic fragrance of her perfume.
Why is he taking so long, Raina asked herself? Generally it's wham, bam, thank you ma'am!
She turned to face him. His throbbing cock pressed against her stomach as he opened his mouth and covered her lips with his. The tip of his tongue slid back and forth along her lips before he slipped it into her mouth. He cupped her buttocks in his hands and pulled her tight against him until her breath was forced from her lungs. Raina pulled away, irritated by the sudden change of routine.
"You're hurting me, darling."
"I'm sorry, Raina. I just wanted to hold onto you."
There was something in his manner that she thought odd. But she put it down to the pressures of Capitol Hill. Afraid that she had offended him, she pressed her mouth against his. Her teeth nibbled at his lips tenderly and she ran her hands over the muscular contours of his body, hoping that he would get on with it. She began forcing her breath to come in sharp, quick pants and pressed the curved mounds of her resilient breasts against his chest.
"You're so beautiful," he said hoarsely.
She smiled slightly and ran the tips of her fingers through his hair. "Am I, Michael?"
"Very beautiful," he murmured.
She rolled over on her back, spread her legs apart and slid her fingers down between her thighs and parted the lips of her cunt.
"I'm all yours," she whispered.
Chambers grabbed the bottle of baby oil and poured it over her body, rubbing it into her flesh until she, too, glistened. His hands were shaking as his need for her roared through his body. He stifled his impulse to spring upon her and jam his cock deep inside her with a single, violent thrust. He wanted to make it last as long as possible. Gazing into her beautiful face made him sad, knowing that he would never be seeing her again. But it had been good while it had lasted, which had been nearly three years ...
They had met a cocktail party, one of many given in Washington, B.C., for the purpose of introducing a newly elected Congressman to Washington society. Raina wrangled an invitation from a girl friend who was sleeping with a Senator. The party was being held at the home of Liz Fredericks, widow of Earl Fredericks, the former Ambassador to Germany. Mrs. Fredericks was very wealthy and had established herself as one of Washington's foremost hostesses.
Raina used a portion of her rent money and hired a limousine to take her to the beautiful townhouse in Georgetown. The townhouse was five stories high and constructed of pink brick and decorated with pure white marble. It was Georgian in style and had been built in 1868. As such, it was now considered a landmark.
The doorman did a double take as he opened the door of the black Cadillac and Raina slid out. Her ash blonde hair hung loosely about her bare shoulders. At the time she had a deep tan, acquired from a long weekend in the Caribbean. She was wearing a skin-tight white crepe gown which had no sleeves and a deep décolletage. The gown shimmered with bugle beads and mother of pearl sequins. It clung to every curve of her voluptuous body like a wet tissue and Raina had nothing on underneath.
Liz Fredericks, whose vanity kept her from wearing eyeglasses, mistook Raina for a starlet whom one of the single Congressmen had been dating. Raina didn't correct her impression since Liz couldn't remember the name of the starlet. Liz loved to surround herself with beautiful, young people as well as bright young Congressmen and Senators.
Raina maneuvered to get next to every famous personage at the party. Roving photographers snapped her picture with Senators, Congressmen and socialites. In each instance she inhaled and smiled wetly into the camera. She was ogled by every man at the party and hated by every woman.
One of the guests at the party was Congressman Michael Chambers, who was escorting his current amour, an attractive, young blonde named Penny Phillips. Her father was one of Chambers' constituents. When Penny excused herself to go to the ladies' room, Chambers made his move. He cornered Raina after a picture-taking session.
"Have you been in enough pictures for today?"
"One can never be in enough pictures, Senator ... ?" Raina recognized Chambers from the society pages, but couldn't remember what he was or his name.
"Congressman. Michael Chambers from Illinois. I'd like to call you, Miss ... ?"
"Raina Blaine. You work quickly, Mr. Chambers."
"Not always."
The Congressman took out his checkbook and wrote Raina's number on the back of a blank check, indicating that there would be pay involved with their liaisons.
At that time Raina had been working as a receptionist at a television station, hoping to get "discovered." The pay was poor and the job was boring and Raina eventually figured the only way she was going to get discovered was in bed. Raina knew from the way Congressman Chambers looked at her that he would call.
"Have you seen the rest of Liz' home?"
Raina shook her head.
"It's quite a landmark. Perhaps you'd like me to show you around?"
“I'd love it."
He led her up the servants' staircase to the second floor which held as many guests as the first floor.
"Let's try the third," he said, taking her hand. As they ascended the staircase, Chambers asked Raina what she did for a living. She told him about her job.
"That couldn't pay what you're worth," he said with meaning.
"Washington is a very expensive city," she said.
There was no one on the third floor which contained the hostess' private suite of rooms—bedroom, sitting room, small library, exercise room and bath.
"It's beautiful," said Raina as she surveyed the well-appointed surroundings. "What I wouldn't give to live in a place like this."
"A girl with your looks could have almost anything she wanted."
They went into Liz Fredericks' exercise room. It was filled with an assortment of expensive gym equipment and one wall was completely covered in mirrors. In front of the mirrors was a long, low table containing Liz' perfumes and make-up. Raina picked up a large bottle of Shalimar perfume.
"This has always been my favorite," she said and dabbed a bit behind her ears.
Raina was so involved with Liz' expensive beauty supplies that she didn't notice that Chambers had shut and locked the door to the exercise room. He stood behind her, ran his hands under her arms and cupped her breasts. Raina smiled at his reflection in the mirror.
"I thought they'd be silicone."
"Of course they're not. They're all mine, all real and all for you."
Raina turned around to face him and kissed him lightly upon the lips. He grabbed her roughly around the waist and pulled her close. He jammed his mouth against hers and forced his tongue inside. Raina sucked on his tongue and rubbed her thighs against his crotch. The Congressman had an erection. He began fumbling for the zipper on the back of her dress.
"Do you think it's safe?" she whispered.
"Nobody will come up here. And if they do, the door's locked."
He took oft his jacket. Raina unbuttoned his shirt and undid his tie. She was delighted to find that he was solidly built. She undid his belt buckle and unzipped his fly and the Congressman stepped out of his pants. Raina began to giggle. He was wearing baggy white boxer shorts and high black socks and garters.
"Oh, "I just hate those," she said in a little girl voice.
"Then I shall cease wearing them."
Chambers unlaced his shoes and kicked them aside, but he kept his socks and garters on. Raina slid her long, narrow fingers through the opening of his white boxer shorts and clutched his cock and balls in her hand. His cock was surprisingly thick and his balls full and smooth. She had expected something small and wrinkled. She withdrew her hand and Chambers stepped out of his shorts.
"I want you to suck my cock," he said suddenly. Raina started to kneel down when he said, "No, I want to lie on the exercise table so that I can watch you."
The Congressman lay down on his back on the padded white vinyl table and spread his legs apart. He stroked his cock as he watched the beautiful young blonde approach him. Raina leaned on her elbows between his legs, took his cock and balls in her hands and parted her glistening lips. The Congressman sat up and watched her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were bright and sparkling. Her face was flushed with a warm glow and her breath was coming in short, passionate gasps.
"As soon as you suck it up good, I'll put it into you."
As his thick cock slid into the hot, damp stricture of her mouth, his body began trembling with delicious sensation. Raina closed her mouth around his cock and began sucking, moving her head up and down in quick, short movements. The only problem for Chambers was that Raina's hair kept falling in her face and he wasn't able to watch her reflection as she sucked his cock.
"Find a hair ribbon or something and pull back your hair. I want to watch you."
Raina looked over the dresser and found a pair of matching hair barrettes which were studded with diamonds. She snapped them on either side of her head and went back to Chambers' cock.
Chambers was satisfied now that his vision was no longer impaired by her ash blonde tresses. He rested his hands behind his head and turned toward the mirror. Raina opened her mouth as wide as she could and let his cock slide into her mouth until the swollen head of it was touching the back of her throat. She clasped her hand around the base of his cock and pressed it between her tongue and the warm roof of her mouth. Then Raina began moving her head up and down in slow, languid movements, exerting as much sucking pressure as she could. Chambers reveled in the sight of the beautiful naked woman sucking his cock. His emotions grew as he watched the thick shaft of his cock disappear between her beautiful lips. With each movement her heavy breasts swayed seductively back and forth.
She stopped for a moment and asked, "Do you like it, Congressman?"
"I love it. Go on."
She lowered her head and kissed the tip of his cock. She stuck her tongue out and trailed it around the glans. Then she began blowing hot breaths over the saliva-covered shaft of flesh. She worked one of her hands between his legs, cupped his balls and began squeezing them gently. She dragged the tip of her tongue down over the underside of his cock then back and forth along the inside of his thighs. The muscles in Chambers' thighs knotted and tensed as she lapped at the sensitive flesh which surrounded his genitals. She moved farther down and ran her tongue over his kneecaps and chewed lightly on the soft flesh behind them.
Raina was working hard. She was really giving him the full treatment. She had a big fish on the hook. She knew it and she planned on having him returning for more. A man like Congressman Chambers could be very advantageous to her. He could open doors to certain parties where she could meet other men and he could provide her with luxuries which she could not afford herself.
When her lips reached his garters, she opened her mouth and clasped the elastic in her teeth and lightly snapped it against his calf. Then she worked back up his other leg, following the same pattern. When she reached his balls, she began licking them with her broad, wet tongue.
"Suck them in your mouth. Take both of them into your mouth."
Using her hands, Raina stuffed both of the heavy nuts between her lips and began sucking on them.
"Pull on them, Raina. Pull hard!"
She pulled at the scrotum until he winced.
"That's hard enough."
He was breathing heavily now. She decided to go all out. She slid her hands under his cock and buttocks and lifted his legs in the air. She nuzzled her nose between the crevice of his ass and began licking the soft area around his anus.
"Oh, suck my ass, Raina. Stick your tongue in that hole and suck it out!"
The Congressman scooted up on the exercise board, wrapped his arms around his knees and presented his ass to Raina. She pressed her lips against his asshole and wormed her tongue inside. The Congressman groaned with delight as he rocked his buttocks up against her spreading tongue.
"Ooh. Oooohhhhhh. You know what it's all about, don't you, Raina?"
Using her fingers, she pulled the lips of his asshole open and dug her tongue in deeper. Chambers was going out of his mind. He had let go of one of his legs and was jerking his cock as he watched the reflection of her sucking his ass in the mirror.
"I'm close," he groaned. "I'm close. Let me put it in you.
Raina lifted her head. Her mouth was smeared with saliva. "Since you like to watch," she said, "let me get on top."
She moved the exercise table around so that his feet were facing the mirror. Then she climbed on top of the table and straddled his pelvis. She fingered the lips of her cunt. Her pussy was wet with her own flowing vaginal juices. She sat poised over him, clasped his cock in her hand and eased it into her cunt. The Congressman sat up on one elbow and watched with fascination as inch by inch his cock disappeared into the soft lips of her slit. He slid his other hand down to her buttocks and squeezed and fondled them as she moved up and down on his cock. He forced his hands between her legs and worked his finger into her cunt and began fingerfucking her while his cock appeared and reappeared from the warm confines of her pussy. Then he began bucking his hips upward, spearing the head of his cock into her cunt.
Suddenly Raina gave a small, choked cry. Her entire body shuddered. She threw her head back, closed her eyes tightly, and stretched her arms straight out. Chambers could feel the hot flush of her secretions as they flooded his cock. He began moving his hips up and down faster as she pushed her pussy down to meet him.
"I'm gonna' let it go, Raina!"
One, two, three more strokes and his cock exploded. His sperm flew out and coated the walls of her cunt. Some of it ran out and down the inside of her thighs. Chambers kept pumping until his last drop of come had entered her. Then he lay back on the exercise board and sucked in his breath noisily.
Raina got off the table and went into the bathroom to wash. When she came back, she found that he was dressed. He said quickly, "I'd better leave first. I imagine my date has been looking for me. I'll be giving you a call."
He kissed her lightly on the cheek and left. Raina locked the door behind him and got back into her dress. Then she removed the diamond barrettes, replaced them on the make-up table and combed out her hair. She borrowed a tube of Liz' lipstick and freshened her own. Another dash of Shalimar and she went downstairs.
The party had been a success for her. She gave her phone number to several other gentlemen at the party and, considering her mission accomplished, she thanked her hostess and left.