Bipartisanship and Romance Pt. 05

"Thank you, baby. That was wooooonderful," she said and kissed me.

"My pleasure, beautiful," I replied. "Anytime you want."

"Mmmmm, I'm sure we will do it again," she cooed. "But now, I need something else." She kissed me again. I was rock hard.

"What's that?" I asked; my voice was raspy.

"Food. I'm hungry. Make me dinner!" she said with a laugh. She splashed away from me before I could grab her. Treading water in the deep end, she called out, "If it's any good, I'll give you dessert."

Maddie thought it was hilarious that I cooked dinner wearing nothing but a cooking apron. She came up behind me and smacked my butt.

"You are getting into the spirit," she said with a mischievous smile.

"These cocktails help," I said, taking a sip from my second drink.

"You really need to come up with a good name for these. That way, when your Congressional career falls apart, you can make it as a bartender."

"Har, har," I responded.

Dinner was tasty. Maddie cut up some fruit and tomatoes to make a fruit salsa to put on top of the fish. It was light and fresh. I gave in and put my shorts back on. I couldn't handle the thought of the Crawfords eating dinner where my bare butt had been. Maddie tied a silky floral wrap around her waist. The sun went down while we were eating. Maddie turned on a blue light in the pool and some soft lights around the back deck.

"That was so good. You are almost as good as Raj," she said with a smile.

"Tell him that."

"I would, but he would focus on the almost," she said, sticking her tongue out.

After cleaning up, I made another round of cocktails. While I was behind the bar making them, it had a eureka moment. After I poured them, I ran outside.

"Club Crawford Cooler!" I cried as I brought them out.

"Oooooh, good one. Mom will love it!" she said, kissing me on the cheek. She was sitting on the top step of the pool. She had removed the silk and was naked again.

"Today was perfect," she said with a sigh. "Thank you so much."

"I'm the one that should be thanking you," I said. "I never imagined a world like this."

"Hmmm, well, maybe you should," she said with a smile. She stood up and grabbed my arm. "Come here."

She walked over to the rock fountain and leaned over it. "Time for dessert," she purred. I leaned over and kissed her back. I moved my arms around her and squeezed her breasts. I began to harden.

"Take me, Ted. I'm all yours," she almost whispered.

I dropped my shorts. Then I went to my knees and licked Maddie's slit from behind. I slid my tongue in and out of her. She groaned.

"You are so bad. Oh, my God," she said. I stayed crouched, licking her sweet pussy. When she was good and wet, I stood and rubbed my cock against her slit.

"I'm gonna take you now. Are you ready? I'm going to fuck you, and then I'm going to cum all over your pretty face. You're going to be a good girl and take it. Aren't you?" I said. I kept one hand on her breast and grabbed her hair with the other.

"YES. Oh, yes, Congressman. Take fucking charge of...OH FUCK," she was cut off as I slammed my dick into her. I began to pound into her. In the pail blue light, I could see her ass shake as I slammed against her again and again.

With Maddie's head pulled back, I kissed the side of her cheek and whispered in her ear, "You're such a good slut. I love fucking you. Tell me I own your pussy."

"It's yours. Totally. Fuck me. Cum all over me," she groaned back.

I went back to fucking her. Both hands went to her hips. She was making fast, and high squealing sounds with each thrust. I gave her ass a few good swats. Sweat started to drip into my eyes.

"Oh, Ted, fuck me. I want your cum. Please, baby," Maddie cried. Her hands went back to her butt. She spread her cheeks. Thinking back to earlier, I licked one of my fingers and began to run my finger in slow circles around her rosebud. Slowly, I pushed in my finger.

"FUUU...NNNKKkk," Maddie trailed off. I began to move the finger in and out a little. I started to feel my balls tighten up.

"Maddie, I'm going to cum!" Without hesitation, Maddie stood and turned. I squeezed my cock to hold my cum. She dropped into a crouch.

"Cum. On. My. Face," she said and stuck out her tongue. She gave me a few sucks and then stroked me. I could feel it coming. Finally, I let it go. Jet after jet hit Maddie's face. She took it square on, mouth open. I hit her cheeks, her forehead, her left eye, her mouth. When it stopped, she took me in her mouth and went all the way to my grown three times before I had to push her away.

"Fuck, stop. Stop. Stop," I begged. She licked her lips and swallowed, then grabbed her silk wrap and wiped her eyes. There was still some cum on her face.

"We have to do that more often," Maddie said. "I love it when you cum on me." I could only moan in response. She stood up and dove into the pool. I watched her do an underwater flip and come to the surface.

"Bring over my drink and come join me," she said, wiggling her finger at me. I walked both of our drinks over and dove it. I swam over to Maddie, and we sipped our drinks for a while. After a time, she put her arms around my neck, and we kissed. It turned into an excellent make-out session. We'd kiss and take sips of our drinks. There was no talking. There was nothing to say. I started to recover, but this wasn't about sex. I just wanted to kiss her and be kissed. We finished our drinks.

"Ted," she whispered into my ear, "take me to bed." I walked her out of the pool and, without putting her down, slipped into the master bedroom.

I woke up the next morning, and the sun was already up. The large, old-fashioned clock on the wall said it was after nine. After quickly drying off last night, Maddie and I had fallen in bed. She had tried to get me up again, but I could tell that we both just needed sleep. With the traveling, and the, uh, athletic nature of our day, rest was required. We had slept for almost 12 hours.

Maddie's head was on my triceratops tattoo. I kissed her forehead, and she began to stir. She stretched out her arms and legs like a cat. Opening her eyes and noticing how bright it was, she bolted upright and looked at the clock.

"Geez, I guess we were tired," she said, lying back down on my shoulder. She made an exaggerated kissy face. I tilted my head and kissed her.

"Sleeping in is part of the vacation, especially after the workout you put me through," I said. "What do you have the agenda for today?"

"I figured we could head into town. Mom asked me to check on the car company. She told them she would drop-in, so I will do it for her. I also always go to one of the little dress shops I like. No, I won't make you go to that. We don't have snorkeling equipment, so I figured you could get that and just poke around. We can then meet up for lunch. Someplace good and local."

"Sounds great. I saw there was some sort of historic district," I replied. "I could walk around and not bore you to death."

"Exactly," she smirked. "Also, there are two other things I need you to pick up."

"Sure. What do we need?" I asked.

"First, I think you need a smaller, tighter bathing suit," she said

"Maddie, I'm not buying a speedo," I cried.

"What? You have such a cute little butt. I want you to show it off," she said in her southern belle voice. "And," she leaned up and whispered in my ear, "it will be easier to take off." She ran her tongue around my ear then nibbled my earlobe.

"I'll think about it," I said, knowing full well I would buy one. I just wasn't sure how I could make eye contact with the cashier while I did it. "What else?"

"Well," she paused, "last night, I couldn't help but notice that your fingers were very active. You fingered my ass twice."

"I'm so sorry," I said. "The first time, you were wriggling, and I needed to support you. I didn't notice I was that close. The second." She cut me off.

"The second time, you were fucking the hell out of me, and I spread my butt cheeks. I might as well have put up a sign telling you to do it. If you hadn't stuck your finger in me, I was going to tell you to do it. And today, you are going to buy lube. Just in case we need to do any more exploring," she said sweetly. I laid there stunned.

"What? I have never been fucked in the ass. I'm betting by your reaction that you haven't fucked someone there. I'm not saying it will happen, but why not be prepared?" She sounded so sweet while proposing that I shove myself into her butt. "Oh, and get something flavored, nice and fruity," she finished with a laugh. I choked out an ok.

"Now, breakfast," she said; instead of getting up though, she bit my ear again. Then she kissed my neck. Scooting down, she took my left nipple into her mouth. Her hand went to my crotch. She kissed her way down my body, eventually kissing my growing cock. She looked up at me and, without breaking eye contact, took me into her mouth.

A while later, after showers and real breakfast, we headed out. Maddie was in short shorts and a USC t-shirt. She wore her bikini underneath in case, as she put it, fun breaks out. I was in a Reds shirt and shorts. We both wore flip-flops. Maddie let me drive. I had never driven an electric car. Maddie cranked up the radio and was singing along with her bare feet on the dashboard.

When we go to town, Maddie told me where to drop her off and explained where to park. We would meet up in front of a great local restaurant that was a little further away from the docks where the cruise ships came in. I parked near it and strolled over to the historic district.

The streets were narrow. Most of the shops were tourist traps, but there were fun little local places. I learned that while there was technically an alcohol container rule, no one enforced it. There were several vendors along the streets that were selling beer and putting it into red plastic cups. I got Carib. I was starting to think that the condo might need to be stocked up when I got home.

I passed a surf shop and popped inside. I knew I would be overpaying, but what the hell, it was vacation. I grabbed two snorkel sets. We didn't need nice ones. I then went over to the men's swimsuits.

You could get everything. Funny ones. Sexy ones. Thongs. I finally found a speedo that looked like one that I thought I could wear. It was mostly navy blue with a diagonal red stripe running across the front. It entirely covered my butt. Heck, it was even my college colors. I took my purchases up to the counter. The clerk was the hippy island ex-pat that you would figure to find there.

"Hey, man," he said, "upgrading your swim selection?" he asked with a smirk.

"It's too hot down here for trunks," I replied.

"No argument here, man. I usually swim skyclad," he said. Seeing my confusion, he went on. "Nude, man. I never wear clothes when I don't have to.'

"Ah, I'm not that daring, I guess," I said. I was about to head out when I realized I had one more thing to purchase and had no clue where to go. Mr. Sky Clad probably would. "Hey, my girlfriend asked me to pick up things to help us be, well, to allow for more, um, intimacy."

Before I could finish the question, he replied, "three doors down. Island Vibes. It's not a nasty porn shop, classy place. Jackie will have it."

"Thanks," I said.

Sure enough, when I went outside and looked down the street, I could see the sign. Sky Clad was right. It wasn't a porn shop at all. Mostly tropical wraps and dresses for women. But there were also some other things, sexy card games, some lingerie, and some oils on a shelf. One was label AnalGlide. That seemed a little too obvious. There were some self-heating ones, but I didn't trust that on my main man. Finally, there was a selection with a woman licking different fruit on the label. I decided to go with peach. When I took it up to the counter, I met Jackie.

"Hi," she said. "Find what you were looking for?"

"Um, I think so," I hedged. "Will this work for..."

"That will work for everything you may want to do with it," she mercifully cut me off. "And, depending on what soap you use, I can attest that that one tastes great on a man." She winked at me.

With that task over, I continued meandering around the district. I grabbed another beer. I saw that I was getting near the harbor and that a massive cruise ship was coming in. I decided to head down and watch it dock. Just before I got there, I passed a jewelry shop. I saw something in the window that brought me to a stop. It was a set of pearl earrings. The pearls were set into hoops with a small diamond on the top.

"Come on," I heard a voice say. "Let's get you all set."

I looked up to see an older black man waving me toward the door then walking in. Surprised, I followed.

"Looking at the pearls?" he asked.

"Yes, it's a lovely set," I replied.

"Just got them before Christmas. Surprised they didn't go," he said, pulling them up onto the counter. "Real pearls in sterling silver. That is a small diamond." Maddie's birthday was coming in January, and I didn't have anything yet. Without really thinking about it, I pulled out my wallet and bought them. He put them in a small box that I could hide in the cargo pocket on my shorts.

I headed down to the wall. The ship was moving in with the help of some tugs. To the east, I could see Fort Christian. There was a nice breeze, and I found a bench. I hated to admit that I could get used to this. Life down here was so simple. No one had asked me about a committee meeting or a voting issue. But I also thought about the things that I wanted to get done. Maddie was right about what she told her sister-in-law; this year was going to be rough. Enjoy this, recharge, and get back to helping people. Glancing at my watch, it was time to start heading back to the restaurant.

I got there just as Maddie was turning the corner. She only had one medium-sized bag. She came up and kissed me.

"Success?" she asked.

"You bet," I replied.

"With...everything?" she raised her eyebrows over her sunglasses. She reached over, and I felt her finger slip into my shorts. I lurched back.

"I'm not wearing them, Maddie! They are in the bag." I finished with a whisper. I was turning a little red.

"Well, we will have to fix that at lunch. Come on. I'm starving."

The restaurant was a friendly local place. It had lots of Carrabean staples on the menu. We got a pitcher of Kalik and took a table on the balcony. We could see the ship over some of the buildings. Maddie got the jerk chicken. She was a little weirded out when I go the curried goat. She said she couldn't help but think about Jurassic Park.

She had gotten a cute navy blue dress. It would look great with her eyes. I showed her the snorkel sets, and she pulled out the lube and dripped some on her finger, and licked it. She announced that she approved. I also flashed her the speedo.

"Go put it on," she instructed.

"We're in a restaurant," I protested.

"Restaurants have bathrooms. Do it, and I'll make it worth your while," she said in the southern belle voice that she knew that I couldn't say no.

I went to the bathroom with the big and stripped of my shorts and boxers. I hadn't worn brief underwear since I was a kid, and I hadn't been in a speedo for the swim team in twenty years. I felt eleven. My phone buzzed. It had one word. PIC? I sighed and snapped some shots. Seconds later, I got a response. YUMMY. I folded my underwear and slid it into the back. Walking back to my table felt weird.

"Good boy," Maddie said as I sat down. She leaned over and kissed me. We finished lunch. Right on schedule, at about 1:40, it started to rain. We ordered another pitcher of beer and rode out the storm. We talked a little shop. Mostly about our reelections. She felt ok about hers. There was a primary challenger but not a serious one. I didn't have a primary challenge, but two Republicans were running, one being Steve Schadt, the man I had beaten before. A little after the rain stopped, we finished our beers.

"Let's head back and go swimming. I wanna see some fishes," Maddie said. We headed back to the house. We sang along with the radio.

As soon as we got through the door, we kicked off our sandals and started to get our gear together. Maddie stripped down to her bikini and went to the bar, leaving her clothes where they fell. She began making a pitcher of Club Crawford Coolers. I was in charge of trying to get the snorkels out. They were wrapped in the type of plastic containers that it usually takes a blowtorch to cut through. I finally hacked through it with a big kitchen knife. Maddie put the pitcher in a giant cooler we found in a closet and asked me to grab some beers to add to it. She went and got towels.

When she came back out, she said, "Strip!"

Sighing, I pulled off my shirt and dropped my shorts. There I was in my blue and red speedo, feeling like an idiot. Maddie came over and kissed me. She ran her hand over the bulge in the front.

"Remember," she said, "I plan on making this worth your while."

We dragged the cooler out to the deck and put our snorkels on. The world under the waves was incredible. You could see yards in every direction. The water was so clear. I swam out to where it got deeper and dove down to some rocks. Shrimp and fish were darting in and out. I went back to the surface.

Maddie had swum the other towards the rocks from yesterday. She must have been hell-bent on finding my nurse shark. I swam towards her. In the shallower water, I could reach down and hand walked myself toward her. She had stopped. I tapped her foot, and she looked back. When she saw it was me, she started pointing toward the tiny outcropping of rock. Sure enough, there was my nurse shark. It was lying in a puddle of sun, slowly opening and closing its mouth. Two tiny fish were picking at its back, getting dead skin or parasites off. It was incredible. Maddie surfaced.

"Oh my gosh!" she sputtered when I joined her.

"I know, right. As a kid, I always wanted to see a shark! There he is," I said.

"I mean, all the years down here, I've never seen one. I assumed you were kidding! Glad I didn't fuck you for no reason," she said, splashing me. We both still had our goggles on, but my mouth was free, so I leaned down and spat some water at her. We went back to swimming. We went over to the poles holding up the deck. There were lots of fish around it. The nurse shark continued napping.

After a while, I headed up the ladder. Maddie was shortly behind me. I poured both of us a drink and lounged in the chairs. We both lounged and soaked up rays. I made a mental note to get a Bluetooth speaker if I was ever lucky enough to come down here. I refilled our drinks. It felt like a great lazy afternoon.

"Hey, Ted," Maddie asked casually, "can you come over here and fuck me real quick?" I looked over at her and noticed that she had her hand inside the fishnet of her thong.

I stood up and moved over to her lounge chair, dropping my speedo. I had to admit, Maddie was right about ease of access. I straddled the lounge chair as Maddie undid the strings at her hips, flipping the front of the thong down. She held her feet up, and I slid my arms under them. Inching forward, if felt my cock touch her wetness. She moaned. I moved forward and slid into her. Maddie reached up and grabbed the bar just above the thin mattress she was on.

I began to thrust into her. My hands were on the arms of the chair. We were both grunting. The chair was scratching against the wood deck.

"Harder, Ted. Unnngggghhh. Please, harder," she cried.

I pushed forward on her legs and moved my legs further down the deck. Instead of thrusting forward, I was now humping almost straight down. Maddie's hands went to her ankles, pulling them toward her to give me more access. The slaps got louder and increased in pace. She began to give out little squeaks with each thrust.