Tom Jenkins was now in the middle of his second term as Mayor, preparing to run for a third. His first campaign was a hard fought family effort with his wife Karen doing a lot of the heavy lifting. She had organized the volunteers, spent her late night hours doing the necessary paperwork to keep the donations and expenditures legal. When she wasn't busy managing the campaign, Karen tirelessly joined in with the canvassing.
When Tom came up for re-election four years later, Karen just assumed that she would take the helm again. Tom had other ideas. This time around he assembled a team of young university students led by his daughter Ally and her best friend, Candi. Karen wasn't totally left out of the campaign, however, she was left with the job of working with the state party's office to handle the online donations. She had done this the first go-round along with many other duties, but now she could focus on one aspect of the campaign and spend more time away at the state capital. This is exactly the way Tom wanted it, especially her frequent absences.
Ally and Candi had been friends since their first year at the university. They were dorm mates and later went in for an off-campus apartment together. Ally could have saved money by living at home but both her parents agreed that she would get more out of the college experience if she were immersed socially as well. They shared everything, the two young women, sometimes even a boyfriend and more often each other sexually. They shared a love for politics, which led them to volunteer for Ally's father's second campaign for Mayor.
Ally and Candi also shared a deep, dark, dirty secret.
"I think your father is very sexy," Candi exclaimed one Saturday evening after a long day of canvassing for Tom Jenkins re-election.
"I understand that, Candi," Ally responded. "You've been flirting with him incessantly."
"He's absolutely gorgeous, very manly," Candi went on. "Don't you think?"
"Of course he is. But he's my dad," Ally informed her friend. "Why don't we take a shower together and maybe I can help you get your mind of my dad's cock," Ally suggested.
Ally was five-foot-six, a buxom curvaceous blonde, just like her mother. Candi had the exotic look of her Mediterranean heritage, long jet-black hair, olive skin, inviting hips and breasts with dark long nipples. The two women casually undressed in front of each other and stepped into the shower. Their first reaction was to embrace in a passionate kiss. They washed each other's bodies delicately, savoring each other's touch.
"My legs are pretty sore from all that walking today," Candi told her friend.
"Then what you need is a nice soft massage to get the soreness out," Ally offered as she dried her friend's beautiful body.
Ally gestured Candi to lie face down on Ally's bed, spreading her legs slightly. Ally began with Candi's sore feet. She didn't press hard into her friend, just enough to soothe the tired muscles.
"You have such beautiful legs," Ally remarked as she kneaded Candi's calves. Ally's gentle tissue work slowly made its way to her friend's thighs. As her hand grazed Candi's genital area she noticed her friend showing signs of arousal, the wetness forming on her swollen outer pussy lips. All in good time thought Ally as she moved on to massaging Candi's butt.
"Oh, you like my ass don't you," Candi cooed from the sensation of Ally's hands caressing her.
"You bet I do," Ally responded by spreading Candi's cheeks and lowering her head to lick Candi's dark-brown butt hole.
"Holy fuck," Candi cried out as Ally's tongue slowly made its way inside Candi's butt, leaving a significant amount of saliva to lubricate her. Ally pressed one finger in, then another. Ally quickened the pace, her fingers sliding in and out of Candi's hole. "Oh god. Fuck yes," Candi screamed reaching an anal orgasm and the hands of her friend.
"Time for a little cunt juice," Candi said as she turned over and positioned her and Ally in the sixty-nine position. The women licked and fingered each other to orgasms.
Relaxing in an embrace, they kissed, then Ally's phone rang.
"Hi dad," she greeted her father. "What's up?"
"You're mother is staying with your Aunt Nancy in Phoenix for the weekend. Thought I would take you girls out to dinner," Tom explained.
"We're pretty beat from canvassing all day," Ally replied. "But, I'll ask Candi how she feels."
Ally informed her friend that her dad wants to take them for dinner. Ally was very tired already but Candi agreed to go.
"Dad," Ally began. "I'm really tired but Candi wants to go," she told her father.
"Good. Tell her I'll pick her up in a half an hour," Tom responded and closed out the call.
"You better not do anything stupid," Ally admonished her friend, "or I'll fuck your butt with a twelve inch dildo," she said sternly.
"Promise?" Candi responded with a wink and smile.
Tom and Candi discussed the campaign over dinner and a bottle of wine. Candi had recently turned twenty-one and wasn't used to the effects of alcohol. Tom began to get aroused at the thought of being able to seduce the young woman this evening. After all, she was constantly flirting with him and any man would desire such a young beauty.
When they left the restaurant and got back in Tom's car her reached over and pulled Candi close for a kiss. Candi was taken by surprise.
"I don't know," Candi told the older man. "We shouldn't be doing this." Candi was confused, unable to get her thoughts in line from the wine, yet she was becoming aroused herself.
"Why don't we go back to my house and have some more wine. It's still early for a Saturday night," Tom suggested.
"What about Karen? Your wife?" Candi asked.
"She's out of town for the weekend," Tom replied. Candi could feel her pussy getting wetter while her mind screamed that this was wrong. Conflicted she sat in the car tacit as Tom took her silence to mean consent.
Two more glasses of wine broke down Candi's barriers. She allowed him to take her to his bedroom where he began to remove her clothing without resistance. Candi melted when Tom wrapped his lips around her stiff protruding nipple. Waves of pleasure ran from Candi's breasts to her wanting pussy. Tom removed his shirt and then his pants and boxer shorts. His erection and Candi's fiery pussy were meant to be this night.
Candi instinctively fell to her knees in front of Tom's cock and took it into her mouth. She savored the pre-cum she licked from the tip of the head. Candi had two fingers in her own pussy as her lips slid up and down Tom's shaft. After a couple of minutes she pulled off.
"I need that cock in my pussy now," Candi commanded. She flew herself on the bed and spread her legs. Tom mounted her and easily penetrated Candi's sopping wet cunt.
"Fuck me hard," Candi cried out. Tom thrust in as deep as he could. "Doggy style," Candi screamed. Tom flipped her over as she got on her hands and knees and he pummeled her from behind. "Yes. Oh Fuck," Candi wailed as she clenched her vaginal muscles around Tom's cock, sending him into his own orgasm. He thrust four times as his sperm spurted into Candi's hot pussy.
Tom and Candi would fuck a couple of more times that night until they fell asleep in Tom's marital bed. They woke late on Sunday morning not sure how things would be between them moving forward. Candi sat on the edge of the bed going through the messages on her phone.
"Ally texted me a dozen times last night wondering what was going on," Candi told Tom. "The last one was from this morning. It said, 'You have a LOT of explaining to do'."
Candi sat there and started to cry. "Have I fucked up my relationship with my best friend?" she lamented.
"Let's go talk to her," Tom suggested.
"I guess we will have to," Candi said between tears.
Candi didn't say a word to Tom during the drive to Candi and Ally's apartment, despite Tom's efforts to start a conversation. Ally was in her gym workout clothes when they arrived. Sunday mornings were dedicated to exercise, it had been that way for both girls.
Ally sat quietly at the kitchen table, dinking a cup of coffee, staring into space.
"Ally, I am so fucking sorry," Candi apologized. "I lost control. It's all my fault."
"Well dad? What are you going to say to mom?" Ally asked her father sternly.
"Do we have to tell your mother?" Tom replied, somewhat insincerely. "Can't we keep this our little secret? It will ruin me politically."
"I don't give a flying fuck about your political career," Ally yelled at him. "Candi. Go take a shower and get cleaned up," Ally ordered her friend. Candi meekly went into the bathroom.
Tom sat there in silence as Ally harangued him about destroying the family. She kept a close ear to hear when the water stopped running in the shower. Ally got up and went into the bathroom to confront her friend who was drying herself off.
"Tell me what happened," Ally insisted.
Candi relayed the story of the previous evening. How she had gotten a little tipsy from the wine at the restaurant. Then, back at Tom's house, she drank more wine and let him seduce her.
"I made a big fucking mistake going back to his house with him," Candi admitted. Candi was crying again. "I am going to quit the campaign. I don't want to lose you. You're my best friend. Please forgive me."
Ally hugged her friend and whispered in her ear, "I love you Candi. I am sorry I didn't go with you last night. I should have known better," she consoled her friend.
It was already early afternoon and the plan was for Tom, Ally and Candi to go back to Tom's house, clean up the bedroom and change the sheets. Then they were to wait for Karen to get home. Candi was going to apologize and ask Karen's forgiveness. Ally wasn't sure her father was going to be forthright so she was going to make sure he didn't try and lie his way out of it.
"Fuck," Tom yelled as he pulled his car up to the house. Ally and Candi were following him in Ally's car. When they saw the house, they saw Tom speeding away. Karen's car was sitting in the driveway.
"Mom?" Ally called out as she entered the house. "It's me, Ally," she cried out. Ally and Candi timidly walked through the first floor of the house not finding Karen. They made their way slowly up the stairs and heard the faint sound of a woman crying coming from the master bedroom.
Ally sat down on the bed beside her mother, putting her arm around her and hugging her in close. "I'm sorry mom," Ally tried to console her. The three women sat there on the bed for twenty minutes, bawling. Candi apologized, "it was me. I let him take advantage of me." Karen hugged Candi.
Once the women got control of their emotions, they went downstairs where Ally poured them each a glass of wine. Candi didn't explain the details but kept apologizing to Karen for drinking too much and letting herself be compromised.
"Candi," Karen began. "I forgive you. I don't believe you are the first. I've suspected Tom has been cheating on me the past few years, ever since he lost interest in having sex with me."
Monday morning, Ally went to the Mayor's office with a box full of papers and campaign paraphernalia. She placed it down by Tom's staff assistant's desk.
"My asshole father probably already figured out but you can tell him if he hasn't," Ally told the assistant. "Karen, Candi and I don't want to have anything more to do with him."
The election was just three weeks away, it took Karen that long to get a lawyer and have the divorce papers drawn. Tom won the election easily, a scandal didn't develop that could have effected the outcome.
Six months later another divorce became public. Bob McDonald, a prominent developer in town, divorced his young wife, Maria, after he discovered she had been having an affair with the town's Mayor, Tom Jenkins.
