You are Sam Butler, the Vice-President elect, and a tall and fit 44-year-old, with brown hair and a comely face. You are a handsome, charismatic man, ...making you a great politician, but more importantly, irresistible to the ladies.You approach and heartily congratulate your running mate, President-Elect Noah Justman, a short, amiable, Jewish man in his fifties. Justman, a senator from New Jersey, won overwhelmingly on a platform of bipartisanship and a return to old-school politics.As Justman. "Eddie, my love, did you meet someone while you were out tonight?" responded the feminine whisper. This was not the groper he realized, as this person stood shorter that he was."Uh, who is this?" he asked quietly, and attempted to turn around."Mm mm, not just yet, keep your eyes closed." she responded. She steered Eddie down the short hallway and into the living room while covering his eyes still, a great feat in agility as she was probably only 5 feet tall. There was a lurch and he was. “Sam?” he said.“I’ll be okay. I kinda expected it. I’ll be okay,” I said.“Sam come up to the house. I know you’re probably not hungry. But, maybe a bite to eat, and a little conversation. Please, okay?” He said.“Sure, not much else to do, I said.He seemed surprised that I wasn’t breaking down in front of him. I guess when one got right down to it, I was surprised too. But I’d told him the straight of it. Even if my face had been fixed, and boy had I hoped against hope that it would be, I. . If you wear contacts and have ever gotten shampoo in them, you know how unpleasant this can be unless you are using baby shampoo which I was not.With my eyes tightly closed, I felt Frank grab my waist with both hands from behind. I muttered back to him, "I have been waiting for you." He remained quite, and started to press his erection into my glistening ass crack reaching one hand around to rub my pussy, and his other to rub my breast while kissing me no the side of the neck. I leaned back.