Outside, the sun had set, and the early evening air was quite cool. I felt my nipples react and shuddered ever so slightly as the coolness of the air flushed over my naked back.
"Would you like my jacket?" James asked, noticing me shiver.
"No, thank you," I answered.
His soft hand caressed my back, as we walked to his sedan, which warmed my naked flesh but did little to calm my hard nipples.
The Royal Plaza was a short drive, and in no time, James pulled the car to a stop under the brightly lit portico. Other fashionably late guests were arriving, and as James spoke with the valet, I scanned the other women, most of whom were older and wearing long gowns.
"I hope I'm not underdressed," I mentioned as James took my arm and curled it around his.
"You look stunning, Angel," James replied, reassuring me.
"You'll be at table five," the young, attractive brunette said after scanning James' invitation.
"Would you like a drink?" James asked as we began moving through the crowd.
I smiled and then suggested, "We should wait a little." Knowing he had to be feeling the effects of two healthy scotch and sodas.
James held my arm much as Barry had when he showed off his trophy wife at parties, but James paid more attention to me than my soon-to-be ex-husband ever did.
As he introduced me to acquaintances, I made sure to flash my brightest smile and offer my delicate hand as a greeting. More than a few men remarked about the splashes of red on my fingernails.
"Senator Johnston will be arriving soon. We should find our table," James remarked.
Table five was in the first row from the head table where the Senator and all the members of his inner circle would be seated. I made sure to sit on the side toward the middle so I could swing my chair around and allow them to see my shapely legs.
"Here we are," James said as he helped me with my chair.
A white-haired gentleman and his equally white-haired wife were already seated at the table.
"Congressman Norton," James said, extending his hand toward the older politician.
The congressman extended his hand but didn't know who James was.
"James Roberts," James said as they shook hands. "And this is Angel," he added.
The congressman smiled and said, "Good to see you again. This is my wife, Millie."
I smiled at Millie and extended my hand. The rock on her finger must have been at least five karats.
"Hello," Millie said, barely touching my hand.
The congressman, on the other hand, didn't seem to want to let go of my delicate fingers.
I sat with the old politician to my left and James to my right. Millie was across the table from James.
Shortly after that, two more couples joined us, and after everyone was introduced, the men began talking shop. The consensus of the group was that Senator Johnston would become a shooting star politically and, in relatively short order, be named to a prominent chairmanship in the Senate.
I didn't give a damn about his political future. I only wanted to get the name Elegant Escorts implanted in his brain. If I succeeded, it would be a feather in my cap with Big Daddy and perhaps give me an inside track to some really big tips.
Members of his inner circle began taking their seats at the long head table as we all anxiously awaited the Senator-Elect's arrival.
The background music that had been softly playing stopped, and a woman I recognized from news shows stood and moved to the podium.
I glanced at James with a questioning expression on my face. He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Speaker of the House. Congresswoman Davies."
I smiled at him in thanks for the information.
Congresswoman Davies began. "Welcome, everyone, and thank you for your generous contributions to Senator Johnston's campaign fund."
A rousing round of applause from the gathered crowd followed.
She held her hands up to quiet the crowd, then continued. "It is with profound honor that I introduce the next Senator from our great state. Ladies and Gentleman, Senator-Elect Worthington Johnston.
Everyone in attendance instantly rose to their feet, applauding loudly as the Senator-Elect appeared from the curtain behind the head table. He stood nearly six feet six inches tall and was very handsome. His broad smile and waving hands acknowledged the rousing standing ovation he was receiving from the gathered crowd.
He shook the Speakers hand then gave her a politically correct hug. She moved away and stood at her seat, joining the crowd in applauding our new Senator. From the back of the room, a chant of "Chuck, Chuck, Chuck." began reverberating toward the front.
I recalled seeing campaign signs for Chuck Johnston, and I smiled, knowing that I was now standing only feet away from one of the most influential men in the country. Someplace I'd never gotten to be with my zombie husband.
The Senator-Elect started waving his hands and repeatedly said "Thank you" into the microphone.
After five minutes of applause and my hands stinging from being slapped together for so long, the crowd began to quiet. Congressman Norton turned his chair so he would face the podium. I turned my seat sideways and sat down, crossing my legs and letting my dress slip slightly above my knee. The old politician took notice and grinned at me. I returned his grin with a broad, flashy smile.
"I want to thank every one of you for being here tonight. In a few weeks, I will be taking the oath of office, and I want each of you to know that I will serve our great state with honor and dignity. Tonight isn't about political speeches," he said, shaking his finger in the air. "Tonight is to celebrate a new order of things in Washington," he said, looking directly at me and glancing down at my legs. "I want to celebrate that one-on-one with each of you. So, I'll end my remarks and speak personally with everyone."
His broad smile and waving hands brought everyone to their feet again. They were applauding his short remarks and the chance to speak personally with him as the evening went on.
I was pretty sure my shapely legs had caught his attention during his remarks, and I turned to give him an opportunity to see my naked back as he shook hands with all who had joined him on the dais.
"Are you ready for that drink?" James asked, knowing it would be a while before the Senator-Elect arrived at our table.
"I'd love one," I replied, smiling and touching his arm with my sexy fingernails.
"Another wine?" James asked.
I smiled again and then said, "I doubt they have the same flavor." Reminding him of the cum spritzer I'd had earlier.
"Surprise me," I said.
James moved off, and I sat down without bothering to swing my chair under the table again.
Congressman Norton seized the opportunity to stare lecherously at my legs and the tiny points pressing at the front of my dress.
"How long have you known...." he paused, having already forgotten James' name.
I lied and replied, "James and I have been friends for years."
"So you're not married?" Millie chimed in.
"Oh no, but that's not out of the question," I continued lying.
"Well, if he wants to get ahead in DC, he's gonna have to have a wife," the congressman said.
I smiled politely at him and then said, "You should tell James that." I placed my sexy hand on his wrinkled, liver-spotted hand.
If looks could kill, I would have been dead. Millie shot me an angry look, letting me know I was not to touch her meal ticket. I moved my hand away, much to the chagrin of the old congressman.
James returned with two similar drinks. As he handed one to me, he said, "Hope you like iced tea."
I took a tiny sip from my glass. My taste buds told me it was iced tea, but my throat told me it was pure alcohol. "What kind of tea is this?" I asked.
"Long Island Ice Tea," he replied.
I smiled and said, "I like it." Then, I took a second larger sip.
The Senator was working the table next to ours, but his eyes kept moving toward me, as he spoke with his supporters. I knew he was checking out my legs, and I occasionally lifted one, letting my dress slide further up my thigh. I was hopeful that I'd attracted his attention enough that I could somehow tell him about Elegant Escorts.
"Congressman Norton, thank you so much for coming tonight," the Senator spoke boisterously as he moved to our table and extended his hand to the Congressman.
"Good to see you, Chuck," Norton replied, then added, "You remember my wife Millie?"
"Who could forget such a lovely lady," the Senator-Elect answered, lying almost as well as I had earlier.
"Looking forward to you joining us on the hill in January, Chuck," the congressman said.
"I'm anxious to get started," Johnston replied.
He turned his attention to James, who stood up to shake hands.
"Jimmy, my boy, I owe you a special thanks," the Senator said.
"Without this young man's help, I wouldn't be headed to Washington," he said, putting his arm around James' shoulder.
"Jimmy here is probably the hardest-working campaign worker I've ever known," Johnston explained.
"Thank you, Senator," James said.
"And who might this beautiful lady be?" the Senator asked, pulling James tighter around the shoulders.
"Senator Johnston, I'd like you to meet Angel," James said.
As I stood up, the Senator extended his strong hand and said, "My profound pleasure, Angel."
"You're very kind, Senator Johnston," I replied as he shook my hand and stared at my tits.
I didn't see any way to speak to him about Elegant Escorts without embarrassing James, so I didn't even try.
After Johnston had studied my chest, he turned to James and said, "You're a lucky man, Jimmy."
He moved closer and quietly said something in James' ear, then with a smile for us both, he moved on to the other couples at our table.
James and I sat down, watching Johnston's style of working a crowd. He spent as little time as possible with each person but left everyone smiling after their brief face-to-face with one of the most influential men in the country.
As the Senator moved to another table, I took another large sip of my drink. It somehow felt smoother as I swallowed it. I turned and moved my legs under the table, then leaned toward James and kissed him lightly on the cheek. My lips moved close to his ear. "What did the Senator say to you?" I whispered.
James turned his head to my ear and then replied, "He wants to see me later in his suite." A huge smile on his face told me he might be offered that staff job he wanted so much.
I also smiled, knowing I'd have a better opportunity to make my pitch to the Senator in private.
Congressman Norton and Millie excused themselves, having fulfilled their commitment for the evening, and got up to leave.
"It was a pleasure meeting you, Millie," I said.
She didn't reply, but half smiled as she latched onto Norton's arm.
The congressman shook hands with everyone at the table and even remembered James' name.
The other couples also left, leaving James and me alone at the table. For the next thirty minutes, James rambled about how much he wanted to join Johnston's staff in DC. I listened politely and sipped my iced tea, occasionally slipping my hand under the table to squeeze James' thigh to remind him that we had unfinished business.
A short while later, the Senator finished his political duties and went from the peanut gallery in the back of the room toward the head table.
As he passed James and me, he stopped and said, "Give me twenty minutes, Jimmy."
"Yes, sir," James replied instantly.
He disappeared behind the curtain. James and I were the only two people still seated in the room.
"Sounds like you'll be moving to DC," I said.
"I certainly hope so," James replied.
"What kind of job have you applied for?" I asked.
"It doesn't work that way. You make it known to the right people that you'd like to join the staff and, if offered, take any position," James explained.
I giggled, then said, "So you could be his shoeshine boy." The effects of the Long Island Iced Tea caused me to poke fun at James.
James laughed and then said, "If that's what he offers, I'm there."
We finished our drinks, and as I stood up, I felt light-headed. "That's some iced tea," I said, steadying myself on James’ arm.
He smiled and then held my arm as we walked toward the exit from the ballroom.
"I must use the lady's room before we meet the Senator," I said.
James guided me to the restroom, then said, "I'll wait here." Leaning against the wall outside.
After I peed, I freshened up my red lip gloss and fiddled a little with my hair.
"Okay, let's go get you that job," I said, wrapping my wrist around James' arm.
As we approached the Penthouse, I was still feeling woozy and hoped the effect of my drink didn't get any worse.
"This must be it," James said as we came to a room with double doors and a "P" on the plaque.
James knocked lightly, and the door almost instantly opened.
The Senator was seated in an oversized leather chair in what looked like a living room. A matching leather loveseat faced him between his chair and the door.
"Come in, Jimmy," Johnston said, waving his hand toward us.
As we entered and moved toward him, he said, "That'll be all for tonight, Tony." Who obviously served as his valet.
"Very good, Senator," Tony said, then added as he opened the door to leave. "Seven o'clock tomorrow?"
Johnston replied, "Make it eight."
"See you then, sir," Tony said as he entered the hall.
"Come sit down," Johnston said, waving toward the loveseat.
I was happy to sit down again since my head had begun to spin a little. The soft leather fabric on the small sofa cradled my body as I sat down and crossed my legs, not worrying about how high my dress slipped up my thigh.
He held a drink in one hand and a thick cigar in the other. He'd removed his coat and tie and opened his collar plus a button below. Johnston was a strong-looking man. His hands were bigger than most, and his long legs made his knees jut up when he sat in a lounge chair.
He smiled and then spoke to me, "How long have you known James?" he asked.
I saw no reason to lie to him and replied, "About three hours."
He smiled, then looking at James, he asked, "James, you hired an escort to accompany you to the reception."
James fidgeted a little in his seat, then said, "Someone told me it is always best to attend this kind of function with a beautiful lady on your arm."
Johnston's smile widened as he said, "Well, you certainly found one lovely lady."
"Thank you, Senator," I interjected.
"Please call me Chuck in private," Johnston said.
He continued, "It seems you have a talent for procurement, James."
James grinned, then said, "I do have a knack for acquisition."
I listened carefully as the two of them discussed James' talents.
"Ya know, James, I often travel alone. My wife, bless her heart, hates air travel and seldom accompanies me on my travels," Chuck explained.
"I understand," James said.
The Senator continued, "I believe you've demonstrated tonight that you could be perfect to serve as my entertainment procurement manager." His smile seemed politically correct.
"I'd be happy to join your staff, Senator," James said.
"You'd have to travel with me constantly, and it will be your sole responsibility to find companions as lovely as Angel," his eyes moved toward me and roamed over my sexy form.
I jumped in, "I work for a company called Elegant Escorts, so when you're in town, James can call on us to provide all the entertainment you could need, Chuck."
Chuck smiled and then said, "Jimmy, make note of that cause to me, Angel is an absolute angel."
I knew that Daddy would be very pleased, and to ensure that Elegant Escorts would be adding not only Senator Johnston to our list of clients, but perhaps other national politicians would be taking advantage of our services, I knew what I needed to do.
I stood up and moved between the two men, who were now staring at me with lust-filled eyes.
"Perhaps you'd like to sample what Elegant Escorts offers, Senator?" I said.
Chuck took a long drag on his cigar and blew a smoke stream toward me. "I believe I would," he replied, watching me seductively sway my hips from side to side.
I turned to James. "You'll share with the Senator, won't you?" I asked, knowing he'd give me a tip for my services.
"Absolutely," James responded, his smile acknowledging he'd landed a position on Chuck's staff.
I smiled, then turned back to face the more important of the two. Chuck's lecherous stare nearly penetrated me. Continuing the sensuous movement of my hips, I slowly pulled each arm from the short sleeves of my dress, being careful to keep the slinky fabric held tightly to my chest.
"She has incredible tits don't you agree," James mentioned.
Chuck smiled and then said, "Nicest tits I've seen in quite a while."
I smiled while I slowly lowered the front of my dress to my waist, letting Chuck's lusty eyes confirm that mine were the nicest tits he'd seen.
The firm, full globes tipped with very erect nipples and perfectly round pink areola summoned him from his chair.
As he stood and moved toward me, his cigar firmly held between his lips, his hands came up and captured both firm spheres, roughly squeezing them and groping over my taut nipples.
I wiggled my hips a little and, using my red-tipped fingers, slipped the dress over my hips. It slid down my legs to the floor around my heels.