Bob the president

Bob wanted power and freedom to do what he wanted. He was wealthy, but not very handsome, and everyone in his family ordered him around. His wife, his mother, his kids all would not listen to him. He was a rich, weak wimp. His fantasy was to be the most powerful man in the world. He wanted to be the boss for a change, both sexually and mentally.

"I think you will like this fantasy," Mark said to Bob as he started the machine.

Mark hooked Bob up to the machine. Suddenly Bob found himself in the oval office of the white house. He was the President of the United States. He saw a picture of the first lady, but it wasn't any first lady she ever seen. She was hot...super hot. The first lady had a classy look about her, and a body that would raise the dick on a dead man. The picture was signed, love Martha

"Mr. President. The first Lady wants to see you in the private room when you have a minute," a voice said.

He looked at the picture of the first lady again. She was so beautiful. She was busty and had short black hair and a nice tight ass. She wore fish neck stockings and a short skirt. She looked to be about 35 years old. She had the best boobs Bob had ever seen.

Bob replied to the voice, "I will be right there." He wondered if he could just jump in and fuck the beautiful first lady. Then a drop dead gorgeous blond secretary walked in. She was about 25, perfect in face and body, and made the sexy first lady look like grandma. Bob immediately wondered if he could fuck the secretary too. Or may the first lady and the secretary together??

"What's your name" he asked.

"Monica Flowers" she said in a sultry voice.