This is part three of the story of Congressman Bates and Congresswoman Crawford. I recommend reading Parts 1 and 2.
However, those two were written as one big story that I broke apart.
This will be part three written as its own part, so it may make more sense.
Either way, as always, I will take all feedback in the spirit it is given, and I hope you enjoy it.
It had been such a crazy year. On January 3
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, I had been sworn in as a Member of Congress. I still sometimes had to pinch myself to remember it wasn't a dream. The other crazy thing that I had to come to terms with was that in mid-November, just eleven months later, I am lying on my back in my bedroom while Congresswoman Maddison (Maddie) Crawford was fucking the hell out of me on my birthday. She was leaning forward, her auburn hair hanging down. I leaned up and took her nipple into my mouth, and she moaned.
"I missed you," she whispered. It was Monday night, and we both had just gotten back from our constituencies.
"I missed you too," I said, "thank you for sending those pictures to me on Saturday night. They helped." She had sent me two great nude shots, one from the front and one from the back, taken in the mirror of her home in South Carolina. I hadn't gotten a naked text since college. I shielded it from the no one that was in my apartment when I got them.
"Well, I wanted to make sure you remembered what was waiting for you on your birthday. And I didn't want those pretty interns in your office to distract you," she said as she leaned down and kissed my neck.
"Who said I wasn't distracted anyway? Oowwwww!" I cried as she bit my neck.
"You seem to forget. I'm a gun-toting conservative, and I'm a pretty good shot," she said, winking at me. "Also, not everyone would fall for your hapless nutty professor routine."
"Whatever. You think it's adorable," I said as I pulled her down for a kiss. We stayed like that for a minute. She finally broke the kiss and sat up.
"Enough with your sweet talk. I don't want you saying you had crappy birthday sex," she said, leaning back a little. She began to pick up her pace. I felt her pussy grip my cock a little bit harder. God, she was wet. I looked down and saw the small patch of hair just over her clit. I placed my thumb just below it and felt her nub. I began to move my thumb softly over it. Maddie had a sharp intake of breath.
"Oh, fuck," she moaned out. She began rubbing one of her breasts. I kept up the slight pressure with my thumb.
"Ride me, babe, fuck that feels good," I said. Her hips began moving fast, back and forth. I was in heaven. Maddie tensed slightly.
"Oh Ted, oh. Fuck. Shit fuck. I'm cumming." I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. My balls began to draw. I felt my orgasm start to build.
"I'm close, Maddie. Oh god, keep going," I cried.
She leaned forward and put a hand on either side of my head. She began to slam her hips up and down onto me. The room was filled with a wet slapping sound. I reached down and put both of my hands on her ass and helped to push her down. Finally, the dam burst. I began to fill her with cum. I was about to cry out, but her mouth crushed mine with a kiss. I moaned into her mouth as our tongues danced around. She was slowing but still squeezing the last drops out of my cock.
She pulled back a little and said, "Happy Birthday. I hope you liked your first present."
"First?" I half laughed. "If that's just the first, the second may kill me."
"We'll see," she said with a smile. She reached for my discarded boxers and used them to wipe herself. I'm an idiot and still hadn't bought some towels as she had for her room, and Maddie always exclusively wore thongs. When she finished, she curled up next to me as we both caught our breaths.
I was running my finger along her shoulder when I finally worked up the courage to ask, "Maddie, I know we never talked about it, but are we..."
"Yes, you idiot, we're dating. I was wondering when you were going to get to this part. I hadn't planned on it the first time, but then the second, then the third, and now we're on like our twelfth time. I haven't been on another date with anyone else, and neither have you. When we aren't killing ourselves at work, we are sneaking a meal together or sleeping together. I have already hinted to some friends that I have a boyfriend. You can tell Raj and Eddie, although I'm sure they already figured it out. I'm not ready to release a press statement about it. But yes, we are dating. You are my boyfriend." She looked up and gave me a quick peck on the mouth and then the look that said I was dense for worrying about what to say.
"Oh, cool," I said dumbly. "I just wanted to make sure because I want to be your boyfriend, but I didn't want to assume. So, like, should I tell Raj and Eddie everything?" I asked. Raj and Eddie were two other congressmen that lived in the condo we all rented together to keep costs down.
"Ted, you talk to constituents like you have known them all their lives. You make people believe in real change in Washington. I wish that I could do what you do. You make gaffs, but people seem to understand that you make them because you are an average Joe like everyone else. You go on the floor of the House and convince people to agree with you. But whenever I drain your dick, you become mashed potatoes. Remind me to blow you right before your televised debate, and the Republicans might retake the House," she said, shaking her head and smiling.
"Boobies? Ow hey, no hitting," I cried out as she swatted me. "So now that we have had the talk and you're my girlfriend... Wanna celebrate?"
She rolled her eyes but smiled and said, "What did you have in mind?"
"Member of Congress and the intern?" I said, wiggling my eyebrows.
"Oooooh, good one. So... Intern Bates, I understand you have a big dick. I believe you have to report that on your Federal Disclosure Form," she said in a solemn tone.
"What? No. Hey, wait, I meant...."
"Intern Bates, show me this so-called big cock!" she said, sounding like a drill sergeant. I snapped up to my knees. My cock was almost directly in her face. She stifled a giggle.
