I needed to know who was in the shower. I could brag about who I'd seen.I opened the sliding door and a hand dragged me inside. "Fuck" I shouted, but ...a hand went over my mouth. "It's ok. It's just me."Just me? It was her! Fucking her! The fucking hot fucking music teacher that I had wanked off to so many times before. Except now she was in front of me. Fucking naked. Her ass bare.My cock sprang up, the fasted it ever had. It stretched a tent into my jeans."I'm sorry miss," and I went to go out.. The aide looks over his shoulder to see the agent leave and smiles. The aide walks briskly through the near empty halls. As he nears the Oval Office the halls begin to swell with more people as the walls line with more Secret Service agents and the pathways become more congested with officials and other aides like him. He squeezes and shoulders his way through until he reaches the door to the Oval Office where he is stopped by none other than Director Rodriquez, head of the Secret Service. A shiver of excitement runs through her as she watches Bianca pause at the doorway and listen with a raunchily cocked ear to the soothing droning sound of the fine shower spray, and admiring the sexy Lynda’s raunchy body movements through the translucent glass of the shower booth. She imagines Bianca feeling her pussy tingling as she imagines how she would cup and fondle those big gorgeous breasts and then suck on her tight ripe nipples too. Lynda groaned as she rubbed her slit, and then began. "Ska du gå och lägga dig nu?" upprepade han, och jag nickade bara lätt. Jag sket i att göra en macka, och gick direkt upp på mitt rum för att göra mig iordning. Jag hörde att Jasper stökade på där nere, och jag kunde höra att han satt i någon film, så jag antog att det var någon av de tråkiga actionrullarna han brukade se på.Det kunde inte ha varit länge jag sov, men jag vaknade upp, och kände att jag behövde gå ner och hämta ett glas vatten.Jag reste mig upp ur sängen, gick ut ur mitt rum och.