The Bodyguard opened the door for the First Lady and the President on the morning of January 20. "Thank you Rico!" Barack smiled at his loyal bodyguard.
"Any time Mr. President. Have fun today you deserve it," Rico winked as he closed the door. The President and First Lady felt the stretch limousine lurch forward as it headed for the steps of the Capitol Building, where Barack would be inaugurated for the second time.
"Are the kids in the limo with your mother?" Barack asked.
"Yup, she just texted me they are on their way," said Michelle as she put her phone in her the pocket of her button up plaid jacket. Barack looked at her and she smiled widely. Barack thought about how much he loved her hair and how her J. Crew jacket looked great on her. It was tight in all the right places, accentuating her two great tits and her mouth-watering ass. All of this thinking about him sure was get him horny. He adjusted his pants to move his growing 8-inch cock to the left of his pants. He thought about how much he loved Michelle and loved fucking her even more. After all of these years, he had no idea how she could keep her body so great, especially her tight pussy. There was nothing he loved more than coming home after a long day of dealing with diplomats and the assholes in congress to a nice fuck from Michelle. She could ride his cock like an eighteen year old. Even though the White House was huge, they still had to use pillows to muffle their groans of pleasure. There was no woman he would rather fuck in the world than his beautiful wife. Just yesterday, after seeing a great picture of Michelle in the Huffington Post, he had everyone leave the Oval Office so he could jack off. He worked his cock like a madman thinking about stuffing his dick in between those two beautiful black globes and shooting on her beautiful face. After masturbating for about three minutes, he shot his load all over the desk where almost every president has sat. He wondered how many presidents since George Washington had shot a load on that desk.
Back in the limousine, Barack reached over and took Michelle's hand. She smiled at him and the car slowed to a stop. The barrier between her driver and them slid down and the driver said "Good morning Mr. President. We are running a little ahead of schedule and people are still coming in. The Biden's aren't even here yet. I think that it will be about another 20 minutes. Would you like to get out to meet up with the rest of your family or wait here?"
"We will wait here, thank you," Barack quickly responded before Michelle had a second to respond. The barrier rolled back up and Barack gazed out the tinted windows. Tinted windows. Complete privacy. "Michelle, you know we won't get a minute alone together for a while..." Barack said while rubbing Michelle's hand.
"What do you mean Barry?" Michelle said confusedly.
"I could use to let off some steam before everything that's going to happen today," He said as he ran his hand up Michelle's arm, caressing her smooth skin.
Realization clicked in Michelle's eyes and she said "Well how forward of you...Mr. President." Michelle leaned over tenderly kissing Barack. "Can anyone see out of these?" Michelle asked.
"Tinted. Soundproof too." Barack responded with a sly smile. Michelle went back to kissing him and her tongue slowly darted between his teeth and massaged his tongue. Their tongues darted together in a sensual dance that made Barack's cock grow to almost full mast. Michelle leaned over, pulling up her skirt and straddling Barack. She instantly felt Barack's hardness on her stocking covered crotch. This caused her to gyrate her hips against him making Barack moan into her mouth.
"How much time do we have left?" Michelle asked.