Chapter 3

As Roman gets settled, Victoria is in the bathroom. When she comes out 20 minutes later she has a relaxed smile spread across her face. Looking around her quaint little office the aspiring politician, who spent a couple of years at a PR firm in Boston Massachusetts before coming home, is satisfied. The signs are being made, the speeches are being written and volunteers are coming in and out to hand out more flyers and put up more signs. Looking down at her watch Victoria's jaw drops!

"FUCK ME! I have a televised interview to get to in less than 15 minutes! Jesus Christ, does anybody have a car? I need a ride!"

Spell staring at the old CRT monitor, Roman cannot believe how inadequate everything is. The website is lousy, hardly anyone is paying attention to the Facebook feed. Heck, there isn't even a Twitter account! Double-clicking on the website editor program, he size even though he is half expecting it when it crashes. No wonder why the online presence sucks!

But then he catches a break, he hears the top heavy debutante whining... And swearing. She may look like a goddess, but she has the mouth of a below decks sailor!

"Umm... I have a car, it is parked right out front." Roman says, swiveling in his chair as the pupils of his eyes bobble up and down.

"Good, then you are driving me. Don't worry about speeding. Every cop in town knows who I am, okay? Let's go." Victoria says grabbing her purse and making a beeline straight for the door.

Grabbing his keys Roman hurries, but does not run. He may be excited to see that big bubble butt Gentiles snapping side to side, but he is not about to act like a puppy dog.

Getting to the interview on time, Victoria Nails it. She answers every question and the fact that it is a conservative small town, means that the questions are relatively accepted with little challenge. The only thing she had to worry about was making sure that she did not appear nervous.

When the debate at City Hall came a couple of weeks later, her demeanor was an entirely different story. Behind stage she was pacing back and forth. Her opponent was the incumbent mayor who had been serving for over 20 years. A long time blue collar Democrat, he had the confidence of the voters and even though a lot of people agreed with Victoria Victorious stance, they did not agree with union-busting.

"How am I going to win this debate? These people have been voting for Rodger McAlister for years! They continue to vote for him even as the town around them dies! Property taxes keep going up sales tax keeps going up, I mean if this guy could tax the air we breathe he would do it! But he won't take away their guns and he doesn't pass ordinances that overtly restrictive. He just typing the money out of their pocket. The only blue-collar company left is one where he is the consultant for the CEO. I feel like my back is up against the wall." Victoria says then takes a big drink from the water bottle clenched in her white knuckled hand.

"Just stick to the script. Your campaign is working. Smile big, stand proud and you will be fine." The campaign manager says with a smile as he watches Victoria's impressive chest stick out further as she tilts her chin backwards.

Standing a few feet away Roman watches too, but he is staring at more than just her chest. A connoisseur of all women, he enjoys all of her curves. Not only does Victoria have the perfect pair, and quite big ones, but she is also shaped very well everywhere else. What good are a pair of big boobs if her ass is big and jiggly and covered in cellulite? What good are a big pair of tits if her belly sticks out a mile and hangs over the ways of her pants? What good are a set of big titties if she looks like a pig wearing lipstick? No. 2 Roman she is the perfect example of the most Exquisite of beauties, even if she does abused her makeup box a little too much, trying to hide her youthfulness behind layers of painted on maturity.

"Jesus Dan... political advertisements are one thing, but a debate is something else entirely! It's one thing to be given a forgiving here on local television oh, it is quite different when I'm trying to take a man see that he has been sitting on for 26 years. I swear, I need more than that. I need an actual plan, not just a pep talk." Victoria says staring hard at his eyes, noting right where they are looking at." For fucks sake, is that all you care about, my boobs? Can you look at my face once in awhile, you know it's up here." She says as she sets the bottle down and starts fidgeting with her outfit.

Of course this does nothing when her hands start plucking at the fabric around her tits and her waist as she wiggles her legs. Wearing a red suit, the slacks fit nicely to her thighs, stretching much harder over her bulbous ass as they give her a wedgie in both the front and the back, before finishing in a straight line down to her tall, red high heels. Like her boots they give her a 4 inch prop. Tucked in to the little waist of those very pants is a beautiful cream color, button-up blouse that fits her perfectly. It says if it was tailored with her big knockers in mind! On top of that is a red blazer with padded shoulders, intentionally small so she cannot button it thus allowing her big missiles to stick right out. And as always there is her little American flag pin attached right to the lapel.

Walking back to his phone, he read the latest poll results in an email and finds that while she is traveling only by three points, almost 80% of respondents think that she will be demolished tonight. Stuffing his phone in his pocket, he decides the walk up did the candidate and solicit his advice. "I know I am only the internet guy, but as your unofficial pollster you are right now three points behind, but the vast majority of potential voters think that you will not win tonight's debate."

"Fuck me..." Victoria starts to moan, but is silent when Roman holds up a lone finger that she stares that with daggers in her eyes.

"With that said, I feel the only way you will be able to break this never-ending cycle of promises broken is to make an alternate kind of promise. Make a pledge that if the public votes for you that you will work to bring companies in that favor the worker over their profits. Or at least companies that makes so much money that they also pay their employees very well. Promise to bring in companies that are employee Centric and that offer great wages. Also propose not cutting taxes, but not raising them either and then diverting the funds into technical schools so that way the workers can get trained so they can become more suitable to the company that you were trying to entice here. Invest in infrastructure and education. Look to the future, paint your opponent as a has-been of the past just like the way he looks. You look like the future so talk like the future."

At First Victoria is two missed to really pay attention, but Romans words struck a chord. There is a way to put a conservative band on everything and follow those principles too. " like our mayor, the union are stuck in the past and can only advocate for the employee to a point. Under my Administration we can bring companies in that will support our new technical colleges that we can build! That is awesome!" She says with excitement growing in her emerald green eyes as her despair turns to hope.

When it is time for Victoria to take the stage, she does so with the pride that her youthfulness and her attractiveness endows her with. With her chest pushed out proudly and executing the perfect scissor walk, she makes her way to her podium and smiles. She also made a point about for youthfulness because when Rodger takes the stage his posture is showing his age.

And then she demolished him.

For the first time in Rogers career he could not subdue his conservative opponent. Either he had lost his edge, or had assumed that the young woman would falter and stutter like Richard Nixon did against JFK in 1960, mayor McAllister knew he had been whipped.

The pundits on Regional TV were just as surprised. Not only was Victoria confident, but her ideas and youthful energy won them and the crowd over that night. They especially loved the line, "you can stick your tax hike right where the sun don't shine! The only thing going up this ass is what I choose!" She shouted in the middle of the debate and then came out from behind her podium and turned around then pointed at her big ass! When she did that, the crowd roared and approval! They were tired of the constant tax hikes for a little to no gain. They were tired of only one company in town that offered great pay while the rest of the job options were nothing more than part-time burger flippers. They also love the fact that she wasn't afraid to stand tall and proud which struck the chords of sexuality to a degree that no one expected a politician ever to be able to pull off. The combination of a quick quick-witted tongue and a sexy little figure won the day.

Just like that night a year ago, Victoria marches off the stage of her victory rally with a big smile of supreme satisfaction on her face. And when Victoria is supremely satisfied she places her fists on her little waist and pushes her big tits right out proudly! "Jesus Christ Roman, this race was even easier then the one against Mayor McAllister a year ago! Who knew all it took was to do a little homework and find out that Rhonda Doolittle used to date a convicted **** and then take the stand in his defense when he was hauled in court!?"

Smiling from stage left, Roman is flipping through his phone. Victoria had won with 75% of the vote in what was supposed to be a solidly blue demographic. Her record as mayor had paid dividends. Not only did she get the technical school built in less than a year, but then had also inked a deal with Amazon to build quite a large Distribution Center on the outskirts of town. Looking up he sees the newest member of the United States House of Representatives standing beside him grinning like a Cheshire Cat. "Excellent job boss, you really nailed it. I am sure your geriatrics will be shown on TVs Nationwide. Not just the news, but the late night talk shows as well. The Liberals will take jobs at you flaunting your figure the way you do as well as your persistence with turning around and talking about shoving things up your butt."

Snickering, Victoria licks her lips and shimmies her shoulders. "That's right, the only thing that goes up this hot ass is what I choose." She says with a wink and then pats her senior advisor's shoulder. "And with that, I got to pee. Like 2 gallons of liquid in a 1 gallon jug." She says then walks away, her signature walk looking a little laborious.

Watching her, Roman cannot help but stare at that bubbly, heart-shaped ass. It is the best ass he has ever seen.

6 years ago...

Victoria's office, Capitol Hill.

"So when is it going to happen, Victoria?"

Laboring at her desk, Victoria is reading over the newest Bill introduced by Speaker of the House John Boehner. It is another shithole piece of legislation that is filled with more pork then actual substance. "I don't know Dan, but I'm certainly not going to vote for this garbage! What the hell does subsidizing a bridge in East Bumfuck New Jersey have to do with fighting crime?" She says sounding aggravated as she closes the proposal book and pushes it away frustrated across her desk.

Looking down at the woman who is paying no attention to him, Dan cannot help but I eyeball the giant orbs stretching out her designer blouse. Despite dating Victoria for the last seven years, he has yet to see them bare. "Damn it baby. I could give to shit about that bill! What I want to know is when you and I are going to get it on. You know what I'm talking about now? Fucking, doing the dirty? You riding cowgirl? You say you like my dick, but the only thing you ever do is wrap your lips around it! I don't want to just be another microphone bring your mouth to ****, I want those sexy legs spread open nice and wide While I stuf that hot pussy of yours far and wide!"

Looking up at her pseudo boyfriend, she rolls her eyes disinterested. "I know you do, and I really want to but I am just so busy. Can't you cut me some slack?"

Hearing the same excuse he has heard numerous times before, Dan gets visibly angry then slams his fist on the edge of her desk with such a **** that is sends everything on top of it rattling! "NO! You always say that! If it's not running for office, it's your work and if it's not your work it's that you're tired, or you have a headache or you are on your period. Shit, the one time we got close you got so drunk that you ended up spending the entire night in the bathroom throwing up!" He says practically screaming like a dog foaming at the mouth!

Jot into alarm by the pounding of his fist on her desk, Victoria jumps out of her big leather chair when he starts screaming at her at the top of his lungs! "Jesus fucking Christ Dan, calm down! You're making a scene and it's goddamn embarrassing! Get the fuck out before I call security." Victoria says and then takes a step towards her desk and reaches for her phone.

Catching her wrist just before she is about to grab the receiver, Dan looks from it to her eyes and shakes his head while waggling his finger right in front of her face. " I don't think so miss blue balls. I think it's time that you and I do it right here, right now." He says as he reaches down and open to his pants. Pushing them down enough so he can pull out his cock, he starts rubbing it as he hurries around the desk and then Bush's Victoria up against it. " that's right baby, I'm going to stuff your fat pussy with my big cock and I'm going to suck on those big juicy titties too! You owe me this. You promised me. I am tired of waiting so get ready whether you want to or not."

Looking down, Victoria sees his cock it nice and hard and then watches as his hand moved from his penis to the front of her skirt. Hearing the sound of his hand rubbing up and down her bulging crotch rapidly she tries to get away, but feels his grip tightened on her wrist. Losing control, Victoria starts to burst out into tears. "Stop it... Please! Not like this! Please! Don't do it! Tonight, okay? I promise we can do it tonight, just not here, not at work!" Vicky cries as her whole body starts to shake, none more so than her knees.

"Yeah, so that way you can run home and give me the boot? Call the cops? Not until I get what I deserve." He sneers still rubbing her crotch. " so rubbing that big canyon doesn't turn you on, huh? Well when you are horny I got something that will definitely fill up that big puffy slit!" He says that gives his dong another couple jerks to keep it fresh. "Oh yeah... I know what gets you all hot and bothered. These..." he groans then moved his hand from her crotch and grabs hold of one of her huge tits and starts playing with a roughly through her blouse while pushing his cock into her crotch.

Practically crying, Victoria cannot help it when the roughness of her tit being played with causes her knees to collapse! "No... Ohhhh!" Victoria gasps as her hips jerk.

Feeling her pussy get suddenly warm and swollen, Dan thinks that this is exactly how she wants it. "Oh yeah baby... Get ready to get stuffed! That's what you like to call it, right? Just like how you beg me to stuff your mouth? You dirty whore." Dan groans, his voice rising and not realizing he is filling the room with his aggressive tone. Tired of playing with her tit through her blouse, he rips it open and bares her big and white lace bra! The bra's so big that it completely covers her magnificent chest! "Cute, but you really should be showing some cleavage at your age. You don't got those big saggy udders like Nancy Pelosi. I know for a fact that her bras are pretty skimpy..." He says then starts sliding his hand around her back.

Already scared and feeling very violated, Victoria is starting to suffer from hypertension. Literally shaking from head to toe, she is losing control of her extremities as her body sends her confused signals. On one hand she wants us all to stop but on the other she doesn't! It is so wrong, yet she is so horny. It has been forever since she last had sex and a part of her burned to have it again. But not like this. Looking down nervously at her bra, she feels his hands fiddling with the clasps when out of the blue her office door is kicked open and in runs two security guards with Roman hot on their heels!

"Arrest him! He is trying to **** Miss Black!" Roman yells as the two officers run up to Dan and pull him away. When the guards grabbed him by the arms and yank him backwards, he was about to unhook the first of five that keep the ultra protective garment together!

Gripping the edge of the desk with everything she has, Victoria is sweating bullets and breathing so hard that her chest is rising and falling rapidly.

As Dan is carried away he is trying to make excuses. "Let me go! This is all a mistake! Vicki is my girlfriend, tell them honey! This is what we talked about last night, come on!"

Watching the scene unfold, Roman looks from the disheveled and partly I'm dressed woman to the pleading and kicking man being dragged out the door. Watching her standing there and absolutely horrified silent, he knows that Dan is lying. He heard most of it through the door and was already on his phone calling Capitol Hill security. once the door closes, he walks up to her and tries to offer his help. "Miss Black, is there anything I can do? Do you need anything?" He says as the smell of piss invade his nostrils. Glancing down he doesn't see any evidence on the front of her skirt which is perplexing.

Still breathing hard, it takes a minute for Victoria to come down and realize that the horror is over. Swiveling her eyes she sees Roman standing close, but not too close and sighs. "I want charges pressed on that asshole immediately!" She declares, finding her voice and her confidence again as she starts the process of buttoning up her top.

"Yes ma'am. I will let an officer know to send a detective over to speak to you ASAP. I promise you his crime will not go unpunished." Roman Asher's, watching his boss stand up and then turn on her heels and head to her private bathroom.

"One better be sitting in that chair when I get out of this bathroom. Also, find me a new slip, I tinkled on this one." Victoria demands and then slams the door with a bang.

"Yes ma'am..." Roman says, smirking to himself once the door closes. Whether his busty boss knew it or not, she never really finished buttoning up her blouse thus giving him a great look at her bra and it is absolutely enormous!

Just like her legendary tits.

In the halls of Congress no woman stacked up to Victoria Black, not even that bimbo representative from California, Nancy Pelosi.