Mike could not believe this was happening. He could not resist Cindy ... he didn't want to!

Mike could not believe this was happening. Cyndi's hand made its way to the back of his head and she gently, ever so gently, pulled him forward. He could not resist her ... he didn't want to. When their lips met, Cindy could feel her body ignite with pure, unadulterated lust. She knew her hardened nipples would be protruding through her silk blouse. She knew her juices had just soaked the cotton panties she wore beneath the ankle-length skirt. Officer Legowski stepped closer until their bodies were flush. The governor elect's wife took a quick breath as his manhood swelled against her slightly rounded belly. If she thought guilt would put this fire out, she was wrong. She looked up into his blue-gray eyes again and he smiled down at her. "Do you have to go away right now?" She asked him. He shook his head, "No, I had other plans" he responded softly. She felt his hand on her shoulder and she turned to face him, her dark brown eyes meeting those penetrating blue-gray ones. He was smiling, but she could see something lurking beneath the surface of his eyes.

He wondered what was happening next,. She reached behind in the cabinet and fished out a half finished bottle of vodka. "Officer, you're not allowed to drink **** during your job," she teased. He watched her take a hefty swallow. He did the same when she handed the bottle to him. They were silent, sharing the bottle until most of it was gone. She drank more than he did and she finally identified the look in his eyes. He was as hungry for her as she was for him. "I don't know what you've done to me" Mike started softly. "I've never wanted to be with someone like you. I thought politician's wife's were elitist assholes." She waited as he found the words. She smiled as she reached out to caress his cheek. He closed his eyes and pressed his face into her hand. He took a deep breath, "I know I will never see you again after tonight ... I just want to be with you. Just once." She met his lips half way as he moved toward her. She could feel the passion sweeping through her again.

She broke the kiss and moved to settle herself on her king size bed. He joined her with little hesitation. They lay beside one another, kissing hungrily, their hands undoing buttons and snaps until they were unclothed. Cindy didn't worry about what he thought of her body, their minds had connected, this was not about physical attraction. She molded herself to him, caressing the length of his form as he caressed hers. She nibbled at his lips, his chin, his taut nipples as his hands and lips teased her. She moved down, anxious for the taste of his flesh. The feel and taste of his flat, muscled stomach was intoxicating. It was lightly seasoned with a saltiness she knew hailed from an excited sheen of sweat. She could feel a similar sheen covering her own body. She continued downward, licking lightly, teasingly, tasting his hips, his inner thighs ... and then his manhood. She could feel his body tense as she slid the tip of him into the heat of her mouth. Cindy explored the length of him with her tongue, suckling the tight sacks at the base, enjoying the scent of him as it filled her nostrils. Mike's fingers were gripping her shoulders tightly as his breath became increasingly ragged. She reveled in the pleasure she brought him. She enjoyed the strength of his powerful hips as he slowly pumped himself into her mouth. She could feel her own juices trickle down her inner thighs.

Mike's manhood became harder as his hips increased their speed. Cindy thought he was about to explode in her mouth but he took hold of her shoulders and moved her lips away instead. He kissed her deeply, his hands covering her breasts, toying with her nipples. She followed his lead, their lips never parting, as he shifted into a sitting position, his back against the headboard. He helped her straddle his hips and together they slowly eased him into her. She had never had anything fill her up so completely. The heat of him ... the slight throbbing as she adjusted to his size. She kissed him again and again, enjoying the sensations as his thumb slowly teased her engorged clitoris. She began to ride him, using her vaginal muscles to milk his hardness. He moaned into her mouth softly as his hips drove his tool into her. As their fervor increased, she curled her arms around his neck, her lips hungrily meshed with his. His free hand grasped one of her generous, buttocks, spreading the cheeks and he slid a finger into her tight puckered hole. She could feel an orgasm building as his thumb continued to trace an erratic pattern over her clit. She didn't know if she could wait for him.

"I'm going to cum," Cindy whispered against his cheek. Mike nodded, signaling that he too was near. Their tempo increased ever so slightly, his hand working its magic against her button. Within moments she bit into his shoulder to stifle her scream as she climaxed. Seconds later, his hips moving furiously, he joined her. Later, she shook her head, turning to face him. He leaned down to kiss her passionately, longingly. She reached up to stroke the darkening shadow on his jaw. Then .........