All The Pretty Things

by Magdon, Rae D

  “Yes, but so does violence and intrigue,” said Harkiss. “Are you aware that the murder mystery is the number one selling genre world-wide?” Neither of them responded, so Harkiss shrugged and cleared off a part of his desk, shoving papers aside and stacking them in a messy pile. He pulled open a drawer and slapped a digital recorder on the desk. “Do you mind?” he asked. Tess shrugged and he clicked the ‘record’ button. Tess saw the little red light blink on. “Let’s start with name and occupation, I guess,” said Harkiss. “Not like I need it, but it’s nice to have it on record.”

  Tess stared down at the small box, trying not to think about how it was about to determine her future. “I'm Tess Daubney, currently running for the US House of Representatives in Ohio's 2nd Congressional District.”

  Harkiss engaged in a little small talk with her at first, asking questions that allowed them to settle into a more conversational role. Admittedly, the man was a very good interviewer. Tess had almost forgotten the deep sense of fear until Harkiss brought up the real point of the interview. “What do you want to tell the people of Ohio, Ms. Daubney?” he asked. She paused and took a deep breath. Harkiss stared at her with such anticipation she almost laughed. It was an absurd moment, and Tess had no choice but to power through it.

  “I believe in transparency during a campaign. My constituents need to know who I am before they cast their votes on November 4th. I'm a lesbian. I always have been, but it's only recently that I've found the courage to be honest about it with myself." Tess glanced back at Robin, who was sitting quietly in a corner while they conducted their interview. She offered an encouraging smile. "Now, it's time for me to be honest with the rest of the country.”

  “If there’s the possibility of backlash, why are you talking to us about it now, so close to the election?”

  “I met someone recently, a woman who showed me that I cannot continue to suffocate myself simply because I fear some people may disapprove.” Now that she was actually talking about it, Tess felt her fear dissipating. "Coming out isn't going to affect my job if I'm elected, but it was tearing me apart personally."

  "How do you think the Republican Party is going to react to this news?"

  "I believe in what my party stands for, but it's time for Republicans to move forward on this issue and join the rest of the country. The majority of Americans think marriage equality should be legal. For young voters, it's over 75%. Even more support ENDA and think that gays and lesbians should have all the same opportunities that straight people do." She paused, swallowing down the thick lump in her throat. "That includes running for Congress, even as a Republican."

  Harkiss paused, steepling his fingers. "If you're elected, you'll be the first openly gay member of your party to be elected to Congress. Does that make you nervous?"

  "Of course. But I'm going to do the same job I've always done, examine issues the way I always do, and work for the people of Ohio the way I always have."

  Harkiss reached out one pudgy hand, shutting off the digital recorder. The red light blinked out, and Tess felt a strange sense of relief, not because she was no longer being recorded, but because she had finally admitted her sexuality to someone other than Samantha and Robin... and Brian, although she hardly thought he counted now. She let out a long, slow breath through her nose. Her chest felt lighter.

  "We'll run a transcript of the interview tomorrow. Give you some time to call your folks."

  "Can you give it two days?" Tess asked, suddenly remembering that her father and stepmother were going to be completely blindsided by this news. "Trust me when I say that no one else will have the story before then." Harkiss looked like he was about to object, but Tess continued. "I don't have time to go visit them, so I was going to write a letter. If I send it overnight, it should get there in time."

  Reluctantly, Harkiss nodded. "Fine. Two days before your front page debut."

  "Thank you." Tess stood up, and she glanced over her shoulder in time to see Robin climb out of her chair as well.

  "Yeah, thanks," Robin echoed, grinning at Harkiss. "By the way, keep an eye on Congressman Saunders. Some nice men in black suits are probably going to come and take him away for questioning very, very soon."

  "Really?" His eyes widened, and then narrowed greedily. "Sure you can't tell me more?"

  "I can't... even as an unidentified source. You'll have to dig on your own. Good luck." Unwilling to tell him anything more, she headed for the door with Tess at her side.

  Once they were outside, Tess halted in her tracks and gave Robin an incredulous look. "You were investigating my opponent the entire time?" she asked, her voice high pitched with disbelief.

  Robin nodded. "I'm probably not supposed to tell you, but you would have figured it out anyway. Besides, I'm off the case now."

  Tess shook her head incredulously. "I can't believe it. I mean, I never liked him, but I had no idea he was under federal investigation.

  "Yeah, well, he's someone else's problem now," Robin said, stuffing her hands in her pockets and allowing Tess to slide an elbow through hers. "So, what are we going to do next? Wait for the sword to fall?"

  "Well, I need to hire a new campaign manager, preferably quickly. It's going to be nearly impossible to find someone suitable... but maybe I'll look in the entertainment industry. I definitely need someone to help me with all the media attention." Tess turned towards Robin, gazing up at her with a look that could only be described as hungry. "But first, we're going back to my apartment, and we're going to fuck until I forget about everything that's happened over the past few days."

  Robin gasped, feeling an immediate pull between her legs. "Sounds like a plan," she said, picking up the pace of her steps. "A really, really good plan."

  Chapter 33

  Robin adjusted the strapless dildo one more time in front of the bathroom mirror. Tess was waiting patiently for her in the bedroom as she prepared herself, and she was secretly grateful for the extra moments of privacy. The strapless had been her idea, a quick stop on the way home that she had insisted on. Tess had waited out in the car, blushing furiously when Robin returned with a large bag and dropped it in her lap. The only problem seemed to be that the short end did not like to stay inside her very well. With no other harness around, she had settled for a pair of her boxer briefs. Apparently, her habit of buying men's underwear had some advantages.

  She ran her fingers through the elastic waistband, staring down at the obvious bulge between her legs. Her biggest fear was that Tess would laugh the second she walked out the door, though a small voice inside her said that Tess would probably find the butch presentation much more appealing than any harness.

  While discussing the scene beforehand, Tess had admitted to the rather creative dirty talk she enjoyed while being fucked with a strap-on, essentially giving her a modified script to follow. Although she would have been happy to fulfill Tess’s fantasy anyway, the arousal she had felt just from talking about the direction the scene would take surprised her.

  One more deep breath, and Robin opened the bathroom door. She immediately felt Tess’s gaze on her, and she heard the intake of breath as her lover took in the sight of her. Robin rubbed the back of her neck and averted her eyes. “Hello, sexy,” Tess purred.

  Robin blushed and looked at her finally. “See something you like?” she asked, feeling a little more confident under her lover’s appreciative stare.

  Tess swallowed and nodded. "Oh yes. Very much." They had yet to slip into their roles, but she could see the eagerness in Tess’s body language. The way she shifted against the covers, her thighs pressed together, betrayed the need she felt at the sight of Robin.

  Knowing that Tess wanted her was exactly the encouragement that Robin needed. She smirked, eyeing the naked form of her lover sprawled across the bed. Tonight, that body was hers to do whatever she pleased with. She felt the same possessiveness that had overwhelmed her during their last encounter flare up again, but this time, it was a manageable burn. She was sure
that she would end up bending Tess over the bed and fucking her savagely before too much longer, but she wanted to attempt at least a little buildup first.

  "I'm glad you're enjoying the view, but if you want anything else, you're going to have to ask," Robin said, pitching her voice lower as she sauntered over towards the bed. Each step made her heart beat faster and Tess's eyes grow darker. She could see the obvious lust clouding them, reaffirming her actions.

  "I want you," Tess said, running a soft pink tongue over her lower lip. Briefly, Robin imagined pulling that lip between her teeth, sucking it until Tess willingly opened her mouth to accept her tongue.

  "Not specific enough," Robin said, enjoying the pink flush that began spreading from the high points of Tess's cheekbones. "We'll try again later. Right now, we're going to do what I want instead." Silently, Robin congratulated herself when she saw Tess suppress a small shiver. Obviously, she liked having the choice taken out of her hands. It wasn't surprising, considering all of the important decisions she made every day.

  "Anything," Tess murmured, tucking her knees a little closer. Her eyes were fixed on the swell in Robin's boxers, and she felt her fingers twitch. She felt a nearly irresistible urge to untuck the shaft from inside them and run her hand along its length. Suddenly, Robin was standing at the foot of the bed. Tess had been so focused on her brief but vivid fantasy that she had hardly noticed her moving. Having Robin so much closer made her swallow and look up, enjoying the obvious height difference while she was sitting.

  “Come here,” said Robin. It was obvious Tess wanted to leap on her and act out whatever fantasy was running through her head. She intended to take advantage of that. Tess crawled forward on the bed, stopping and kneeling at the edge, right in front of Robin. “Tell me what you want.”

  “I…” Tess’s gaze constantly wandered down Robin’s abdomen and to the juncture between her legs. She sucked at her lower lip. “I want to touch you,” she finished.

  “Touch me how?” Robin pressed. Though Tess’s jaw worked, no words were able to escape. “What part of me?” she tried again.

  “I want to… I want your….” The blush creeping up along her cheeks would have normally made Robin back off, but Tess had given her firm instructions to follow, and she would not deviate from it unless Tess said her safe word.

  She reached out and grabbed Tess by the chin, tilting her head up to meet her gaze once more. “Do you want to touch my cock?” she asked. The electric jolt that traveled through her body at those words was thrilling. Judging by the small whimper Tess made, it affected her just as much.

  “Yes,” she said. Robin could almost see the desire in her eyes.

  “You want to suck me?”

  “Yes.” A little more desperation crept into her voice.

  “You want my cock inside you?” Already, Robin could feel her clit rubbing deliciously against the seat of the dildo.

  “Yes. God, yes. Please, Robin, I’ll do whatever you ask.”

  Seeing Tess break down and beg so quickly almost made Robin give in, but this was a scene, and she was not going to ruin it because she couldn’t keep her urges in check. “We’ll get to that later,” said Robin. “For now, you can sit there and do exactly as I say.” She reached down and pulled the shaft out from her boxers. She smirked as Tess watched, wide-eyed, as she ran her fingers over the flesh-colored length.

  Robin was slightly surprised at how good it felt as she wrapped her hand around the base of the cock and began a steady, easy pumping motion. The seat of the toy rubbed back against her clit every time she pulled up, and she let a small groan of pleasure escape before she realized what she had done. Fortunately, the sound coaxed an answering whimper from Tess, or perhaps it was simply the sight before her. She seemed entranced by the movement of Robin's hand, and one of her own lifted, resisting the temptation to reach out and take over without permission.

  "Please," Tess murmured, curling her fingers into her palm and still staring directly at the thick shaft near her face, "I want to jerk you off."

  Although she was pleased that Tess had taken some initiative instead of just staring at her with a pleading look and answering 'yes' to her questions, Robin had something else in mind. "You're not going to use your hand," she said, running the fingers of her free hand through Tess's hair. She loved seeing it pinned and tied up, showing off Tess's elegant throat, but she loved it even more down, tossed pleasantly around her face. Now, she just hoped it wouldn't get in the way of the view. "You're going to use your mouth."

  Robin felt a pull between her legs, and it was hard to stop the motion of her hand when she noticed the hot flush spreading across Tess's cheeks. Somehow, she managed, keeping her fist steady at the base of the length as she pushed down on the back of Tess's head. "Suck me. Maybe if you do a good job, I'll let you come when I bend you over and fuck you afterwards."

  Tess hadn't even needed the promise of an orgasm. She immediately dipped her head, less embarrassed as verbal confessions gave way to actions. Her lips wrapped around the thick, flared head of the cock, running her tongue over the tip. The sight made Robin's hips push forward slightly, easing an extra inch of the shaft into her mouth.

  It was a struggle not to grip the back of Tess's head and force more of the shaft past her lips. With the short end of the toy firmly inside her, Robin felt almost every subtle move of Tess’s mouth as she worked the shaft, slowly taking more of length. “God that feels good,” Robin groaned. “I guess your mouth is useful for more than just nice speeches.”

  The comment made Tess blush and she sped up her motion, taking more of the toy with each dip of her head. Robin's fingers threaded through her hair, clutching tightly, and Tess felt her clit throb in response.

  “Fuck.” Robin could hardly believe how close she was to orgasm already. She had not even thought she could come this way, but her lower abdomen coiled tightly with the promise of release. “You’re going to make me come."

  Apparently, Tess took that as a challenge, because she wrapped a hand around the base of the shaft and began pumping in tempo as she bobbed her head down on the cock, making sure to angle it upward so it rubbed directly against Robin’s clit. Soon, Robin lost all control and began thrusting without any regard for her comfort. Tess moaned as she felt Robin’s grip tighten and hold her head in place as she fucked her mouth.

  “Tess,” she panted. “Tess, I’m gonna – gonna...” The rest of the words were lost as Robin’s body went rigid and her thrusting came to a halt. She held herself in place as her orgasm tore through her, inner walls clutching tightly at the short end of the toy. Her clit pulsed against the seat of the shaft, and she continued filling Tess's mouth with harsh, uneven thrusts as she rode through her release, staring down at the sight of her cock pumping between the woman’s swollen, puffy lips.

  Tess stared up at her from above the frames of her glasses, obviously relishing being used for Robin's pleasure, and the sight of her flushed face and shining blue eyes caused Robin to tighten with several powerful aftershocks. She could even see the outline of the thick shaft in her hollowed cheeks.

  Finally, Robin bent forward, letting the cock slide out of Tess's mouth with a slick pop as she finished. "Damn," she sighed, loosening her grip on the back of Tess's head. "I didn't think I was going to come in your mouth..."

  Robin had not been expecting to get much out of the experience at all. She had fantasized about it before, mostly because it was a power trip, but the strap-ons she had used before didn't offer much sensation. This one hit her in all the right spots, and she made a mental note to order Tess to give her blowjobs as often as possible.

  But as she stared down at her naked, pale lover lying on the mattress, another stronger urge began to grow, sending another throb of need through her clit. She could see the swell of Tess's backside. "Come here," she grunted, not even giving Tess a chance to obey before gathering the politician into her arms. She whirled Tess around, pulling one arm roughly behind her back and pushing her b
ack down onto the mattress.

  The submission hold made Tess shiver. She could feel the strength of Robin's grip, the raw, untapped power in her muscles, and the fluidity in her movements. She gasped as she felt the shaft of the cock rub against her backside. "God, I need to fuck you," Robin muttered, kicking Tess's legs apart as she pressed her into the mattress.

  “Please,” said Tess, offering herself up as best she could in the restricting position. “Take me. Fill me.” She could feel Robin’s free hand running over her thighs, parting her legs further as two fingers probed her slick folds.

  “Wet for me already?” Robin asked, rubbing her fingers over Tess’s swollen clit. She moaned and tried to press into the hand, but Robin’s grip on her kept her from getting any sort of relief. “You were being so good earlier. It’d be a shame if I had to stop because you misbehaved.”

  Tess whimpered, but she stopped trying to find a better angle. Robin rolled the pad of a finger over her lover’s swollen clit and smirked when Tess groaned in response.

  “I bet I could take you right now without any lube,” said Robin. “You’re already soaking yourself. Did it really get you off that much when I fucked your mouth?”

  Tess nodded but did not say anything. Robin let her hands wander to her hips and held them steady while she slid the shaft between Tess’s legs. She let the length run along Tess’s swollen lips, gathering wetness and making her twitch every time the head nudged her clit.

  “Which part got you so wet?” Robin asked, resting the tip of her cock against Tess’s entrance, teasing it with light pressure. “Was it when I held your head and used your mouth up? Or was it when I came inside you?”

  “I… both?” Tess offered. Finding words was difficult when what she needed was just out of reach. She wanted Robin to forget about teasing her and just fuck her roughly, but she had specifically asked for this torture, so she would endure it.

  "Decide," Robin ordered, letting go of Tess's waist and running her hand along the swell of her ass. She had appreciated it in a skirt since they first met, but she loved it even more naked and lifted for her. She had a feeling it was going to look even better with a bright red handprint standing out against the pale flesh. She drew back her arm, bringing her palm down in a loud, stinging slap. Tess yelped, but once the sharp break of the blow faded to a pleasant, dull ache, she found herself grinding back against Robin's cock, wordlessly pleading for more.