Amber was waiting just outside the senator's office. This was her first break into politics after organizing a couple of women's marches in her small town. Hoping to make a good impression she decided to keep her outfit simple with black dress slacks, plain white cotton panties, a soft light blue blouse with pink undershirt and white bra with black dress flats. Amber had been preparing for this meeting all week, and now that's it's here she can't help but be nervous as she grips her briefcase waiting to be called in.
A pretty blonde secretary comes out of Senator Smith's office, smiling and fixing her hair, looking over at Amber waiting, "You must be Miss Williams, Senator Smith is ready for you now". Amber just nods and stands up, thanking the secretary as she heads into his office, noticing how short the blonde secretary's skirt seems to be, but otherwise not thinking much of it.
"Go ahead and close the door, and please turn off your cell phone so we won't be bothered." The deep voice coming before Amber even has a chance to look around.
"I left my phone in my car" Amber says as she closes the door behind her, then turning around to look at his rather large office. Seeing a nice couch with dark red pillows off to the side, a small bar next to it, pictures hanging around the walls of Senator Smith with different important people. She starts to walk towards the desk, a large, dark, mahagoney desk with two chairs in front of it.
"Good girl" Senator Smith grins out. "Please take a seat, I'm glad you decided to come meet with me today"
Amber takes a seat in front of his desk, not wanting to get the meeting off to a bad start, ignoring his 'good girl' comment. "I was surprised you even wanted to meet with me since I'm going to be running against you in the next election" she says as she starts to open her briefcase.
"Before we get started, I'm curious as to why you agreed. I'm sure your peers advised you against it." Senator Smith cutting her off, gesturing for Amer to close her briefcase. "I don't hide my views as a traditionalist, and views on gender roles"
"Yes, well.." Amber pausing a bit and closing her breifcase. "It's good to have dialouge, even with people you don't agree with. And I hope you will respect me as an opponent." Amber speaking as firmly as she can, brushing some hair out of her face with her hand.
A small almost condescending smile moving across the senators face as Amber talks. "As an opponent, I doubt I will respect you if I'm being honest. Which is what I expect from you in this meeting, and what I will give you throughout as well." Senator Smith sees Amber wanting to say something, but cuts her off and continues before she can. " But far from what my opponents say, I do respect women. As long as they know they're roles. Just like I don't respect all men, because many men don't know their roles as men either."
Amber doing her best to let him talk, taking a few deep breaths to keep calm as she listens. "So, I'm guessing you don't think women should be in politics then?" She asks a bit annoyed. Setting her briefcase down, realizing her notes aren't going to help her right now.
"Of course not" Senator Smith answers quickly. "Tell me, when was the last time you didn't feel stressed out, or nervous about some meeting, or just generally felt happy?" Amber stammers a bit to try and answer before being cut off again. "It's ok, it's natural for you to feel that way. Politics are really no place for a girl like you. You met my secretary, did she look stressed or unhappy?"
"Listen, I didn't come here to be told I'm inadequate, or can't handle being in politics" Amber mutters out, trying to keep her self from bursting out.
"But yet, you can't answer my question, again, all I ask is for honesty here."
Amber taking a few deep breaths, hesitating, before answering. Senator Smiths's eyes on her the whole time, the silence filling the room. "No, she didn't look unhappy, or stressed" She finally answers, shaking her head.
"Exactly, because she knows her role" Senator Smith leans back in his chair, still keeping firm eye contact with Amber. "Now, what would you say if I told you that me and her have a physical relationship, and she is a great stress reliever, which is why I respect her more than almost any man?"
Amber turns her head, looking back over her shoulder at the closed door where she last saw the secretary. Not able to keep herself from blushing a little as her minds flashes to what the senator spoke of. Unable to get herself to look back in his eyes as she turns her head back towards the front. Shifting in her chair as she sits, trying to keep her composure. "I, I don't know really know how to respond to that" She answers truthfully.
Senator Smith sees her response, barely able to hold back his beaming smile. "Again, it's natural Amber, I don't force her to do anything, she does it because she knows it's her place." Leaning forward now, almost commanding her with his body language to look him in the eyes. "Now, I need total honesty on this next question" His tone soft, but very stern as Amber timidly looks up into his eyes. "Who did you picture when I told you about my secretary? Was it her, or was it you?"
"I.. I.. mean, " stammering Amber breaks eye contact, her breathing getting heavier, not expecting the response she had, not prepared for how controlling he was in person, just thinking he was a pretty face with contacts.
"Look me in the eyes, and I want the truth Amber" he speaks out sternly again
"It, it was me.. " she trails off, speaking softly, looking down after saying it.
"Good girl" he says in an almost fatherly tone. "Now, I want you to do something for me. Please stand up and go lock the door so we will have no interruptions. And come sit back down over by me on the couch"
Amber just nods and slowly stands up to lock the door, this time being called a good girl feels a bit different. Her heart beating a mile a minute, back of her mind telling her to just leave. Instead, here she is walking back over to the couch he has moved to, about to sit next to him before he corrects her.
"No, not up here on the couch, you can sit down on the floor" he points down, "or back across the office in those chairs, but that would be rude".
"But, but I mean, this really isn't, it's just.. " her mind racing trying to think of a protest before sitting on the floor, legs crossed like a little girl in school.
"I'm sorry, it's just this couch is new and only a select few are allowed up here" he smiles down at her, seeing how quickly she gave up her protest and followed orders. "Now, the reason I wanted to meet with you is because I like you. You are pretty, cute, smart, but just a little confused"
Amber's mind wandering the whole time he speaks, trying to look into his eyes but finding it difficult. Both from her angle, and because she feels so small suddenly in his presence. "I. I just, I think there is a place, that we women need a voice" Still trying to keep on topic, and strong, even as her voice shakes a bit.
