Dad took me to HR the next morning where he left me with some old woman to fill out paperwork.
"You must address him as 'Senator Davis' at all times here," my dad must have instructed me three times this morning. "Never 'Mr.' or 'Hugh.'"
He was a senior politician in the Texas Senate even though he was only 58. He first won a seat at just 38, and has become accustomed to strutting through the halls of the Capitol like he owned it. He carried himself with a confidence that made some people wary. Carol, my HR helper, made some remark when she saw I'd be working under him. Said he was awfully intimidating or something. I wasn't really listening. I was nervous, excited, and a bit overwhelmed at how fast everything happened.
My dad was brimming with pride when I told him. If only he knew what my internship really entailed.
After a long morning of paperwork and training and pictures, Carol led me to Senator Davis's office. With a knock on the open door, he looked up and smiled. Carol announced my arrival and told him I was all set to start. Hugh thanked her and complimented her dress which sent her away blushing.
He looked back down at his paper and jotted something on the edge. I stood motionless while he finished reading.
"Close the door, son."
I quietly closed the door and waited timidly.
"Don't just stand there. Come here, boy." I approached his desk and he turned his chair towards me again. It was all just like last night. I was ready to drop to my knees when he instructed me otherwise. "Turn around, drop those pants, and bend over."
I obeyed without a word.
"Time for your inspection." I felt his warm hands spread my cheeks and hold them wide has he checked me. Suddenly, one finger approached each side directly at the base of the opening and stretched my hole.
I'd never been exposed like this. Cool air filled the cavity as he held me open and examined me. I tucked my head and watched between my legs. My vision was limited but it looked like he was using the light on his phone to look deep inside me.
"Look at that tight hole, boy!" I was rock hard in an instant. "Clean, but I want you to do even better." He grunted, slapped my ass, and commanded me to stand. "You are going to have to probe yourself some in the shower. Get some soap on your finger and really clean yourself out good, you understand?"
"Yes, sir." I stared at the floor and thought to myself that I wasn't off to a great start.
"Look me in my eyes when I speak, boy. Don't forget our rules now!"
"Sorry, sir." I met his eyes and was surprised to see his smile. I thought he'd be upset with my failed inspection.
"If tomorrow's inspection doesn't improve, I'm going to have to bend you over my knee and swat ya good now. So, be thorough about it." His smile remained, but his left brow raised in warning. Looking in his eyes all the time was going to be difficult. They had an effect on me that I couldn't control and I was going to have to become an expert at discretely tucking my erection.
"Now come on, son, let me show you around."
He took me around the Capitol for a bit but not like some tour guide. There was no talk of the beautiful design or the art that adorned the historic walls, but instead the closest bathroom, the cafeteria and the library. The whole time he was giving instructions rapid-fire and I knew I'd never remember it all.
"This is where Alice sits." I needed to ask her something, he said, but I already forgot what.
"Watch close, son." He instructed me in the break room as he made himself a dark roast coffee, grabbed half-and-half (or was it whole milk?) from the fridge and poured in an unmeasured splash. He stirred it and immediately started sipping as we continued, despite the steam rising from the cup.
He took me inside the library but rushed us along as soon as we entered. "I don't have time to teach you the system so find your old man and ask him to teach you when you get some free time."
We stopped by the gallery overlooking the senate floor. "When we're in session, I'll be sat right there for most of the day." He pointed to one of the many desks. "You can sit up here and watch if you'd like, but best be quiet as a mouse."
He laughed to himself, I can only assume laughing at the thought of me being anything but silent up there.
"Or you can wander the halls and do as you like. But when we go on break, I better not have to come find you. So ask someone for a schedule and don't go wandering off too far for too long."
As we walked back to his office, he kept spouting off instructions. He pointed out the vending machine, the lobby and the copy machine as he told me to check in every fifteen minutes or so just to see if I was needed. Don't make trouble, don't make me look for you and don't become a bother.
After all that demanding, he smiled and told me "this could actually be quite an opportunity for you. Might just learn a thing or two."
When we got back to his office, I was unsure if he wanted me to stay. As I lingered in the doorway, my mind wandered and my eyes travelled all over his face and suit. He was the most handsome old man I'd ever seen. He looked up from his papers and smiled and I wondered if he knew the effect he had on me.
