THE PRESIDENTIAL SEDUCTION
As the president stepped off the stage and greeted some of the people gathered for his speech a gorgeous blonde made her way through the crowd. She pushed through on a diagonal path heading straight for the exit the president would be leaving through. She knew security was too tight to make any real move here, but she had a plan. All she had to do was get close enough. She managed to make her way to the front of the line just as the president reached the door where he paused to shake a couple extra hands. The blonde immediately caught his eye when she reached out her hand. As the president shook her hand he felt a tiny prick. The woman held on to hand as he moved to pull away and at the same time held his eyes with hers. She smiled and after a moment handed him a business card. The president returned her smile and politely took the card slipping it in his pocket as he did with so many others. "Time to go Mr. President." A black suited secret service agent said ushering him out the door and into his waiting limo. Delilah smiled as she pushed back through the crowd and out the door on the opposite side of the building. She was a bit nervous about being able to get close enough or whether he would take her card, but in the end it all went the way she planned and if things continued to go her way she would be receiving a call in a few hours. She climbed into her red Lamborghini and removed the gimmicked ring. She paused to look at the tiny needle protruding from the band then examined the fake sapphire, which held the drug, to ensure that it was empty. She dropped the ring into her purse and drove off content that phase one was complete. The president climbed into his limo absently rubbing his palm and was greeted by the head of the CIA and the secretary of defense. "Mr. President, here is tonight's options for operation Diamondback." The secretary of defense said handing the president a file folder. Operation Diamondback referred to a top secret joint U.S. British operation. A joint team of the allies top special forces agents have been assembled and are operating from within the Middle East. The team has been sent to destroy several Iraqi weapons and weapons manufacturing facilities in secret while publicly the U.N. continued to play its political games. There were only six people in the world that were suposed to know about the operation and three of them were in the president's limo. The other three were their British counterparts. The team receives their orders from the president only hours before the strike after the president chooses the target from a list of potential targets. So far the operation has been flawless. The element of surprise has ensured victory at every strike and limiting the choice of the targets to only the president has ensured that level of surprise. "I'll look over the choices when I get to the room, then make the call." "Very good sir. And may I say the speech was excellent." Delilah walked into her suite and found Tiffany lounging on the couch painting her toes. "How did it go?" The red haired beauty asked her partner turning her bright green eyes from her toe nails. "Perfectly." Delilah replied dropping her purse. "If things go the way we planned we should have a date tonight. I better go get ready." The president sat in his room reviewing the lists of targets. It was about two hours after he returned when he began to feel a bit warm. He got up and turned down the heat then returned to his work. He finally chose a pesticide plant that was actually producing chemical weapons. He sent the orders via secure satellite transmision to the Diamondback team when he felt himself becoming very horny. He pulled out the budget file and began going through the numbers. This was his sure fire cure when he was away from home, but the longer he stared at the numbers the harder it was for him to concentrate. He didn't know what came over him, suddenly he felt very strange. He hadn't been this worked up in years. "Maybe I'll take cold shower." He thought finally putting the files away. He tossed his jacket onto the bed and headed into the bathroom. Delilah and Tiffany turned every head as they walked down the hall of their hotel. Delilah was wearing thigh high red leather boots which stopped just below her black leather mini skirt. She also wore a short black leather jacket that hung open revealing the red satin bra top underneath. Her crystal blue eyes seemed sparkle under her teased platinum blonde hair. Her partner was equally as stunning in her thigh high white leather boots and matching tight leather mini-dress. Like Delilah her creamy thigh was visible between her boot tops and the bottom of her short skirt. Her make up was also very sexy highlighting her deep green eyes and full red lips. Her gorgeous red hair was teased as well in an incredibly sexy style. There was no doubt that that these two sex kittens were going to devour some luck man tonight, but nobody guessed that it would be the president of the United States. The red Lamborghini sped away from the hotel leaving only the faint traces of perfume and the unforgettable sensuality for those luckily enough to have been in the lobby to remember the two goddesses by. The president came out of the icy shower more excited than ever as he sat down on the bed dripping in his towel. He had pleasured himself twice, but still could not find relief. Nothing seemed to be working. Frustrated he picked up the card that had slid out of his jacket pocket. Delilah's Discrete Escort Service to the Stars. We keep private for those whose life is public. The president stared at the card as memories of the gorgeous blonde flooded his mind. Her sexy smile, the smell of her perfume, and the feel of her soft hands all conspired to get him more and more excited. Her reached for the phone and quickly dialed the number. Delilah pulled the phone out of her purse with a knowing smile. "Right on time." She said before answering it. "Hi, baby this is Delilah." She purred into the phone. Her voice sent chills down the president's spine and caused his cock to throb. He quickly explained who he was and made the appointment. AS soon as he hung up the phone he called down to security and informed them he would have female company joining him tonight. The president had never done this before, but the drug coursing through his body was driving him wild and clouding his judgment. As for the secret service, the request wasn't strange at all and was actually common amongst the other presidents they served. The women arrived in minutes having been already on their way. They timed the whole thing perfectly. If the secret service had any suspicions they were forgotten, along with everything else, when the two supposed hookers arrived. The women strutted towards the lobby security flashing seductive smiles. "Hi, gorgeous. I believe we're expected." Tiffany said running her hand down the agent's chest. Her perfume filled his head with desire as he drown in the green pools of her eyes. He paused for a moment captivated. The other guard was similarly befuddled by Delilah who boldly walked up to him and began to stroke his crotch. He was caught off guard and speechless until his partner snapped out of it and hit him on the arm. "Hey we've got to check these girls and then send them up." "What...ah yeah...you're right." "Should I assume the position?" Delilah asked turning around, bending over, and thrusting her heart shaped ass in his face." "Yeah, are you going to frisk us?" Tiffany asked seductively as she ran her fingers through his hair. The agent with Delilah took a deep breath and stated frisking her. She backed up, thrust her ass into his crotch, and began to grind into him. The agent moaned as he reached around and grabbed her satin covered boobs. Her sexuality had overwhelmed him and she knew it. She felt his cock throbbing through his pants as she pressed her ass harder not letting up. It wasn't long before he thrust his crotch into her and she felt him cum in his pants. His partner was having the same trouble with Tiffany. "Let me check those boots?" "Certainly officer." Tiffany purred lifting her leg and pushing the toe of her boot into his crotch. The agent tried to ignore her obvious advance and began to run his hand along the length of her boot checking for concealed weapons. Tiffany began stoking his crotch with her toe as he checked. The agent was stronger than his partner however and managed to continue. "The other boot." Tiffany switched legs, but continued to toy with him using her other foot. The agent continued to resist and dropped her leg after checking it out. He took a step forward and began to frisk her body, running his hand along her curves. She took an additional step forward pressing her chest into his and kissing him deeply on the lips. Her hands quickly snaked down to his pants and began to rub his crotch. She heard the moans Delilah was coaxing out of the other agent and increased her efforts. The guard was tough, but there wasn't a man Tiffany couldn't seduce. With in moments she made him cum. The two women took a step back and admired their handiwork. Both agents were completely disheveled with matching stains across their crotches. "So I guess we'll just head up while you boys clean up." They blew the befuddled agents a kiss as they got into the elevator. When the door opened at the penthouse the two women were met by two more agents. These two were obviously more experienced and would be harder to crack than those downstairs. "Ladies, the president is in the bedroom. We have to check you two one last time before you go in." The agents frisked the women in a very business like manor. "Alright, you're clean, leave your purses here and go in." Tiffany and Delilah left their purses and walked into the bedroom. They found the president pacing nervously. "Wow. You two are gorgeous! I've never done anything like this before, it just that..." Delilah cut him off by placing a perfectly manicured finger on his lips. "Shhhhh. It's OK sweetie, we'll take good care of you." Delilah cooed in his ear pressing her body against his side. Tiffany joined her on his other side and began unbuttoning his shirt while Delilah began kissing his ear. Her hand slid down to his crotch and began to message his cock through his pants. Tiffany worked his neck and other ear as her skillful hands removed his shirt. Her hands then went to work undoing his belt while Delilah took a step back and removed her leather jacket. Her satin covered breasts seemed to defy gravity as she ran her hands across the front of them. She squeezed them and pushed them together leaning forward slightly. The president's eyes were glued to her luscious boobs while Tiffany somehow managed to remove his pants leaving him standing in his boxers. Delilah reached around and unclipped her bra fully exposing her boobs as it fell to the floor. She took a step forward and pushed the president backward onto the bed and then slid on top of him. She rubbed up his body brushing hers across his cock as she did. She brought her breast up to his face and forced a nipple into his mouth while she continued to move her body back and forth on top of him. Meanwhile Tiffany reached down into her boot and pulled a syringe out of a secret pocket. She glanced back at the president who was lost in Delilah's boobs as she held up the needle and gently tapped it forcing the air bubble to the top. She pressed the plunger slightly forcing out the air and shooting a stream of the potent truth serum into the air. Satisfied that the injection was ready she slid onto the bed next to the lovers and pushed the needle into his arm. Licking her glossy lips she pushed the plunger forcing the diabolical drug into the president's system. Quickly returning the syringe to its hidden spot in her boot she joined Delilah on top of the president. It didn't take long before the tell-tale signs of slowed breathing and glassy eyes manifested themselves. The women smiled at each other as they sat up. "Mmmmm, you look like you're ready to tell us anything we want to know Mr. President." "I will tell you anything you want to know." He answered almost mechanically. "That's very good sweetie." Delilah cooed. "Tell us all about operation Diamondback." Tiffany asked as she clicked on the micro recorder built into her boot. After they had gotten information on operation Diamondback, and several other secrets the president knew, they switched the recorder off and Delilah reached into her boot where she had hidden a syringe just as partner did. "In a few minutes you're going to get very sleepy baby. When you wake up the only thing you'll remember is you had an extremely wild night with a couple of hookers. You won't remember our names or faces and will think you simply found us in the phone book." Tiffany whispered in his ear while Delilah readied his injection. She pushed the needle into his arm and presses the plunger sending the sleep drug coursing through his body. Both woman leaned over and kissed his cheeks as his eyes fluttered and he passed out. While Delilah got dressed Tiffany came out of the bathroom with a roll of duct tape. "What are you doing with that?" "Having a little fun." Tiffany began duct taping his mouth, hands, and feet. Leaving him in a hog tied position on the bed. , "Imagine how humiliated he'll be when they find him." The two women laughed as the walked out of the bedroom. "Hold it right there." The started women stopped in their tracks having forgotten about the agents outside. "We need to check on the president before you leave." "He's sleeping right now." "Yeah, we kind of wore him out." The agent eyed them suspiciously. "I'd better check." He said pushing past the two beauties. "Wait here till my partner gets back." "Now what?" Delilah asked Tiffany under her breath. "I'll take care of him, you handle the partner." Tiffany followed close behind the agent and kicked the back of his knee as he entered the bedroom. The agent fell from the unexpected attack and Tiffany was on top of him in an instant. "What's going on?" "Shut up! That worm passed out before making me cum! Now you will pleasure me in his place! Lick my leather covered tits!" She exclaimed grabbing his cock and trusting her tits in his face. At first the agent was at lost, but her perfume mixing with smell of leather was turning him on. That coupled with the fact that he was a closet submissive who has dreamed of this worked in the fiery haired seductress's favor as the overwhelmed agent began to lick her dress. Tiffany felt relief and confidence wash through her, her quick thought had worked. Her white leather mini-dress was sprayed with a special sleepy drug. The more the agent licked the sleepier he got. He continued to lick every inch of her dress slowing as the drug kicked in until finally he fell asleep no longer able to cling to consciousness. "Nighty night fool!" Tiffany said getting off the sleepy agent. Meanwhile outside the bedroom Delilah had grabbed her purse just as the second agent emerged from the bathroom. "Where's the other agent?" He asked looking around. "Probably drifting off to sleep." Delilah replied taking a small perfume atomizer from her purse. "What?" He asked confused as Delilah stepped closer and raised the atomizer. She spritzed him a couple times in the face with the sweet smelling drug until his eyes rolled up and he slumped to the floor. Just at that moment Tiffany came out of the bedroom and eyed the agent on the floor with a smile. "Well?" Delilah asked. "He fell asleep licking my dress." A wicked smile crossed Tiffany's lips as she held up the roll of duct tape. The women stripped the agents and taped their mouths, then taped them up hog tied like the president. "Those three are in for a humiliating morning." The two woman emerged from the elevator laughing and met with the usual open mouth stares they'd become accustom to. There were two new guards in the lobby who eyed the women as the walked out. Minutes later the red Lamborghini was speeding to the airport as Delilah took out her cell and dialed. "The location of tonight's attack is the pesticide plant." "Now it's off to sell the rest of the stolen secrets!" The women laughed.