Big Dick Diplomacy — Chapter 9
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Any notion that Governor Jerry Norwood was going to be a typical presidential opponent was thrown out the window from the start.
It had only been a few weeks since Norwood clinched the majority of the other party’s primaries and became the likely nominee for president. The conventions would happen this very month, and it was there that Norwood would become the official nominee. With the primaries out of the way, Norwood had been on full attack mode against Tom in a campaign that was becoming increasingly more ruthless with each passing day.
Tom was watching one such attack right now in the form of yet another hostile television ad.
“How did a failed radio jock ever become president of this great country? In the last four years, Tom Radford has struggled to be the kind of leader Americans need. In November, let’s send Tom Radford back to radio and put real leadership back in the White House. This ad is sponsored by Friends of Jerry Norwood.”
Each new advertising campaign took a dig at Tom at a level that usually wasn’t seen until late fall. Tom could only wonder what the campaign would look like when they got to that point. He figured by October, Norwood would probably be calling for his head on a platter if this escalation pace kept up.
The worst thing about it was the response from his side. Or rather, the lack of response. Despite getting Gia’s financial backing, Tom was facing a critical lack of support from party chairman, Elias Houston, who was no doubt still pissed about the wall street bill from earlier in the spring. The lack of support had materialized with a withholding of funding for the campaign, which was seen most critically in a lack of payroll for party campaign workers throughout the country. Much of this payroll had to come out of Tom’s coffers since Elias refused, furthering draining his finances.
Elias had also refused to pick up the bill for more ad campaigns which meant that for every five political ads that the American people saw, four of them were for Norwood.
It was a critical time for the campaign, and the damage to Tom’s working relationship with Elias wasn’t easily fixed. At this rate, Tom would have to carry the financial burden of the campaign on his shoulders with next to zero help from the party, a situation that was nearly unprecedented in modern history.
It was already having an effect on the campaign too. Two critical polls were released within a week of each other that showed Norwood clobbering Tom in their likely face-off. The margin between the two sides was greater than ten points—an alarming metric that put the campaign in overdrive to close the gap.
It was easy to get sidetracked with the campaign but Tom also had to govern the country as well. One dismaying threat that stayed on the forefront of his mind was the situation with the Egyptian terrorist, Mohammad Kurzon. He was the mastermind behind several attacks on American soldiers, the most recent causing the death of five of them in the Middle East.
Not content to continue targeting soldiers, Kurzon had recently released a video where he’d promised to up the ante.
“My men will attack the infidel on his home territory,” promised Kurzon in a choppy video that showed him carrying an AK-47 and sitting next to a plain beige wall. “We will cause the deaths of thousands. Unless the Americans pull every soldier out of the holy land, we will unleash our devastating attacks against them!”
With an attack seeming imminent, Tom’s team searched all possible leads for Kurzon’s whereabouts but so far, the terrorist remained out of reach. Tom was still convinced he was in Azerbaijan, as evidenced by one of Kurzon’s couriers who let slip something about “Ganja” just before he died. Ganja was a city in Azerbaijan, and the route the courier was taking made it a logical starting place in the attempt to find Kurzon. Right now, the CIA was exploring all possible options to locate the man within the city, but there was yet to be a positive identification.
Both of these issues combined to bring on a considerable amount of stress for Tom. However, the rise in stress was mitigated by a new factor that was helping to return him to balance.
Tom groaned as he felt Aubrey’s fingers massage the knot in his back. Even though he was facing the television in the private quarters of the White House, she was just behind him, using her magical fingers to relieve the soreness that had developed between his shoulder blades.
“Right about there,” said Tom as he winced from the pain. “Get that spot right there.”
“Right about here?” she asked as her fingers struck pay dirt. Tom arched his back in the process and felt the sweet relief flood through his body. These evening back rubs were just one of the many hundreds of perks that came with his new relationship with Aubrey.
If it was a relationship.
Tom was still unsure what to call this thing between them. It had been nearly a month since the first time they had sex, but Sakarya Escort they still hadn’t broached the subject of what to call the relationship between them. That notion gave him considerable pause, if only because it made him question what to do about the other women. He’d already declined several attempted get-togethers with the other women in his life, not knowing how long he could keep them at arm’s length.
He was running out of ways to push them off, but what exactly was he pushing them off for? He’d made no promises to Aubrey about being exclusive. The last year or so had shown him that his dick was just as much a tool in his presidential policy than anything else. Could he really go back to the way things were without the need of his cock to get him out of trouble?
Then again the situation with Aubrey was different than it was with the other girls. There was a connection there. They didn’t just fuck each other and leave, content to have a physical relationship alone. He actually liked when she was around and wanted her to stay after the sex was done. In all honesty, Aubrey was the type of woman to settle down with. But what did that mean for everyone else?
That was the answer he was pondering when Aubrey brought her lips to his ear and gently kissed it.
“Oh, Mr. President,” she whispered seductively. “Guess who’s not wearing any panties right now?”
Tom grinned and swiveled his head. She gave him a coy grin and gently spread her legs. “Would you care to check?”
“For a claim like that, I think I’m honor bound to do so,” replied Tom playfully.
He placed his hand on her bare thigh, finding the skin warm to the touch. Aubrey kept her eyes trained on him as his hand slipped ever higher toward the source of heat. Soon, the smooth flesh of her thigh gave way to her soft inner lips, causing her to let out a deep sigh of approval.
“Told you,” she said with a seductive look as she pushed her hips back against his fingers.
Tom didn’t offer much in the way of a reply. Instead, he slipped down the bed until his face was between her delectable thighs and replaced his fingers with his tongue.
Aubrey shivered upon contact and ran her fingers through his hair.
“Well, if you insist,” she murmured.
She tasted divine. It was one activity he couldn’t get enough of. Tom would have been willing to taste her for hours if only his jaw would allow it. His favorite position of late was to have her sit against his face, allowing him access to her inner treasures while Aubrey put her mouth to work on him. There was no better feeling than having her orgasm against his mouth while hers was filled with his cock.
After he had his fill of her pussy, Tom crawled up her body and entered her quickly. Aubrey thrust back right away, locking eyes on him as their bodies began to move in unison. It was an incredibly tender affair with strong but soft strokes and generous eye contact that was characteristic of their sessions of late. That wasn’t to say that each time was tender. Aubrey still enjoyed a nice hard fucking, but she seemed to like it when they slowed down and focused on each other’s pleasure more.
“Cum inside me, baby,” she urged when she felt him get closer. She leaned up and pressed her lips against his deeply. “I need it so bad. I need you, Tom. Cum in me please.”
Her words had the desired effect. Tom pushed in as deep as he could manage and flooded her while they kissed passionately. It was an overwhelming feeling, about as primal as one could have. Tom’s satisfaction ran deep, and as they parted, he pulled her back against him on the bed.
She came willingly and rested her head against his chest. Her eyes sought his, and she let out a content smile as her eyes closed. “Goodnight.”
Tom chuckled. “You can’t fall asleep just yet. It’s only nine-thirty!”
“But you wore me out completely,” she said when her eyes popped open. “And I need my beauty sleep or else I’ll look like hell tomorrow.”
“You’ve gotten all the beauty sleep you’ll ever need, trust me,” he replied, making her smile once again. “And besides, it’s not like you need to wake up for work tomorrow anyway.”
That had actually been a new development. It had been entirely Aubrey’s idea but she reckoned if they were going to have a physical relationship, it was no longer appropriate for her to keep her job as an intern. Tom reluctantly agreed, knowing how the press would spin it if they found out. The official story was that Tom had started seeing her after her internship ended. It seemed to be holding so far as it was only in the past few days that the media began to pick up the reports of Tom and Aubrey potentially dating.
That caused a small firestorm with the press as they sought to learn more about the woman who had captured the heart of the bachelor president (as the headline read on yesterday’s paper after interviews with Aubrey’s cousin and one of her friends from college). Seeing as it was so recent, Tom suspected the other women could probably Sakarya Escort Bayan figure out on their own why he’d been so reluctant to meet lately.
Since it had been a long time since there was a single president in the White House, the media was watching Aubrey with a wide degree of fascination. More than one press conference had been sidetracked with questions about his dating life, and many were trying to attach a label to it already, the very thing that he was most unsure about.
For her part, Aubrey was taking it all in stride. She’d already mastered the “no comment” phrase whenever she was accosted by the media, and that was why they had to rely on stories from her old friends and distant relations.
Everyone seemed to want to know what to make of what was going on between them, including Tom.
For now though, Aubrey didn’t seem so concerned. She slipped out of bed, only returning with a small glass of water a minute later. She took a long drink and then set it down on the nightstand.
“Well, if you’re not going to let me sleep, you can at least keep me entertained,” she said as she once again bounced down on the mattress. It had the delightful effect of making her breasts bounce in the process, something he watched with keen interest.
Tom grinned. “I thought I was just doing that a moment ago?”
“That was a moment ago and this is now,” she said while reaching over to squeeze his now wilted member. “Unless you’d like to give this another go?”
Tom shook his head. “Probably not tonight. After sex like that, I need to recharge a little.”
Aubrey stuck out her lower lip to pout. “If you insist,” she said playfully.
She then hopped off the bed, going to the chair that held her overnight bag and began to put her sleeping clothes on. She returned wearing only a simple white tank top and a little thong. It was a sight that Tom couldn’t entirely appreciate in that moment.
Once again, he was back in his head about their developing relationship.
With any other woman, he might have been able to slip by without notice, but Aubrey knew him better.
“Something’s on your mind,” she said as she searched his eyes once in bed. “Talk to me. What’s wrong?”
Tom shook his head, not wanting to get into a tough conversation this late at night. “Nothing I want to talk about now. Too complicated.”
He wasn’t getting out of it that easy.
“I like complicated,” she said. “Tell me. Please? Otherwise, I’ll just pester you about it until you cave.”
Knowing that the time had come, Tom decided just to run with it. She was going to find out sooner or later, either from him or one of the other women. He’d rather it was from him.
“I guess there’s something that we should talk about. Something that we should probably get out of the way,” said Tom as he sat up in bed. “Something that affects us.”
“Affects us,” repeated Aubrey. “Like what?”
Tom took a deep breath while he tried to choose his words wisely. “I guess I should start by saying that everyone has a particular strength of their own. Something that they’re good at or something that comes a little more effortlessly than other things. I have something like that in my own presidency. My own tool, if you will, that helps me get around opposition or helps me to make deals. Are you following me?”
Aubrey nodded. “I can understand that. You’re saying you’re really good at something and you’re a better president because of it, right?”
Tom nodded. “That’s right. The thing is, what I’m really good at is . . .”
Tom stalled for time as he looked down at his dick.I’m really good at fucking other women senseless and getting them to do what I want. How is this so difficult to admit out loud?
Aubrey smiled and put her hand on his thigh. “What is it? Tell me? What are you really good at?”
“You know your history,” said Tom, changing his tactics. “You’ve heard of what used to be called Big Stick Diplomacy by President Roosevelt?”
“Of course,” said Aubrey with a nod. “It was the basis on which he ran his entire foreign policy. I think the whole quote was ‘Speak softly and carry a big stick.’ He basically meant to treat others fairly but have a strong enough military that we could fight back any threat.”
“Right, so Roosevelt had his Big Stick Diplomacy,” said Tom, bracing for the moment of truth. “I have my own thing like that. But I call it Big Dick Diplomacy.”
He paused for a minute to let her process it. He expected that she would be upset on hearing that but to his surprise, she cracked a smile. She also reached over and gently squeezed his cock again.
“You definitely do,” she said with a giggle. “Have a big dick, I mean. But I’m still not getting what you’re talking about.”
“I use my dick on the opposition,” blurted Tom, unable to stand the pressure any more. “I’ve used it on enemy spies, opposition senators, and even on Gia to get the funding that I needed for the campaign. It’s been an important tool in my arsenal, Escort Sakarya albeit a literal tool, but it’s worked for me and given me more results than before I ever thought to use it.”
That seemed to do the trick. The smile slowly disappeared from Aubrey’s face. “You’re being serious right now, aren’t you?”
Tom nodded and then looked away. “I thought you should know before this became any more serious.”
Her eyes blazed with anger. “Is that what you did to me? Was this all some trick to get me into bed?”
“God no,” said Tom quickly. “This is real, I promise you that.”
Aubrey crossed her arms in front of her chest. “How do I know that?”
“I wouldn’t lie to you, Aubrey,” he said. “You just have to trust me. I can’t fake the feelings I have for you or what it’s like when we’re together. It’s too powerful. I really believe there’s something here between us, something genuine and strong. That’s why I’ve struggled for so long on how to tell you this because I was scared it might drive you away.”
She softened somewhat but he wasn’t out of the doghouse just yet. “Have you slept with any other women since we got together?”
Tom shook his head. “It’s just been you. Although I’ve turned down quite a number of them since then. It’s getting to the point where it’s getting hard to keep turning them down. No doubt most of them are aware now that the media has gone public about us.”
“Who else has it been?” she asked. “Besides Gia, who else have you been intimate with while using your special brand of diplomacy?”
“Gia was the last one,” said Tom. “The first one was a Russian spy that we’ve managed to convert. She spied for us for a time before she was captured. There’s two senators involved, as well as my press secretary. There’s also the daughter of the Chinese president.”
Aubrey gasped. “Jesus, Tom. I should’ve asked who you haven’t fucked and the answer might have been shorter!”
“I’m trying to give you total honesty here,” he answered. “I’m not going to leave anything on the table. That’s all of it.”
Aubrey’s expression softened. “Honesty is good. It’s a lot of honesty though. Wow.”
“I figured you deserve the truth,” he said quietly. “That’s all of it.”
She looked over at him. “So why tell me? I can see why you didn’t until now but why not continue to keep it from me?”
Tom shook his head. “You would have found out eventually and then we’d have a more serious problem on our hands.”
“That’s probably true,” she admitted. “Okay, that’s smart. But why else are you telling me?”
“Because we’ve been doing this for about a month now,” said Tom. “I keep hearing the press trying to put a label on us. I know we’ve never talked about it between us, but I wonder what to call this too.” He gestured between them for good measure.
Aubrey actually smiled. “I’ve been wondering that too.”
“I thought we couldn’t have an honest discussion about that until you knew about the other women,” said Tom.
“Do you think you could quit seeing all of them?” she asked. “Go cold turkey on it?”
Tom winced, knowing it was the hardest question he had to face. “I don’t think I can. I’ve actually gotten things done this way, things I never would have been able to do otherwise. It actually works, Aubrey. I’m a better president for it, as bizarre and perverse as that might sound.”
The smile left again. “I see,” she said quietly.
“That doesn’t mean that I don’t want to keep moving this forward,” said Tom. “I just know that I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place. But I felt like you deserved to know. You deserved to see this.”
She fixed her eyes on him. “I don’t want to share you, Tom. If we’re going to be together, I’m going to have a hard time seeing you with someone else.”
Tom swallowed as she spoke the words. “I figured you’d say something like that.”
An awkward moment of silence greeted them. Tom didn’t know what else to say. He was giving her a raw deal and he knew it. He couldn’t ask a woman as wonderful as Aubrey to willingly share him. She was worth the full attention of one good man, not the divided attention of one lacking.
He was still in his head when she spoke next.
“I’m going to think about this awhile,” she said as she fluffed her pillow. “Maybe some sleep will give me some clarity on it.”
Tom nodded. “Take all the time that you need. I won’t rush you.”
“This is a really big ask from you, Tom,” she said quietly.
“I know it is. That’s why it was so hard,” he admitted.
“Well, thank you for one thing. I’m glad you didn’t keep it from me,” she replied. “We’d be in a lot worse shape if that was the case.”
“I won’t lie to you, Aubrey. I do care about you a lot and I wouldn’t do that to you.”
She smiled. “I care about you a lot too. Let me have some time to think on this and then we’ll talk it over another time.”
That was the end of the discussion for that night. As bad as it had gone, Tom knew it could have been a lot worse. She was still beside him, and her soft breathing indicated she was soon sleeping. Tom just couldn’t get over what he would do if she couldn’t handle the situation. He was willing to give up the other women if she drew a hard line in the sand, but he had serious doubts about what it would mean for the rest of his presidency.