Chapter 4

Oh Mr. Calloway

Rod Calloway was glad to get away from his aide. She could work his last nerve. He headed down to the oval office. He walked up to Vince and asked if the president was busy. "No sir, your daughter Rebecca just came out of the office not too long ago. She also had Miss Ludlow in for a few minutes for a briefing. The president just wanted to tie up some loose ends before heading to residence for the night." Vince answered.

"Thanks Vince, I'm going in. Make it a surprise." Rod said asking not to announce his visit. He soundlessly opened the office door. Mac had her head down on the desk her arms cradling her head. Her auburn hair spilling over the papers beneath her.

Rod felt for his wife and sidled over to her stealthily. He rubbed his hands to warm them, then began to massage her neck. Mac tensed for a second then relaxed as Rod said, "Tough day huh."

"Not the first time Nathan has overruled me." Mac stated lifting her head from the desk. "I have a killer migraine."

"I can tell." Rod said, "You take anything?"

"God no... I needed to be awake today." she groaned as Rod massaged the base of her skull. "I don't even know why I bother staying in office."

"Why do you say that?" Rod said enjoying being able to touch her and converse for this much time. He hadn't been intimate with her in weeks, and he missed her.

"I tried to get the welfare bill passed, and they totally voted it down today. I mean, I could propose for a pay hike for the entire House for God's sake, and it still wouldn't have passed." Mac said leaning back craving his nearness. She gasped softly as he placed a tentative kiss on her neck. "Sometimes I think I should give up office like Templeton wants."

"Never." He whispered tilting her head back to look at him. "You are too stubborn to let that man beat you." Then he kissed her lips. The kiss deepened when her lips parted to allow his tongue access to her. "He rubs you the wrong way, and you will never give in to him." he said once they separated.

"Uh huh..." Mac answered not really remembering what They had been talking about.

"Well I say your day is over." He said in a whisper near her ear, moving her hair aside and placing another small kiss on her neck. Then pulling her plush leather chair back and pulled her up to give her another full bodied kiss.

Mac felt her body respond completely, and was afraid her knees might buckle under her weight. Rod then took her hand and led her out of the office. As she passed through the outer office, she said "Vince go home." in a dazed tone.

"Yes ma'am." He said, trying not to smirk as his boss was led by her husband towards residence.

Once in Residence, Mac barely registered the fact that the kids were in the family room doing homework. Rod excited her like no one ever had. Each time with him felt like the first, she wanted him, and nothing short of a nuclear attack was going to make her look back.

Rod stopped to say something to the cook, and moved on to the presidential bedroom. As soon as the door closed behind them, he pulled Mac into his arms again and kissed her deeply walking her over to the bed, parting from the kiss only once she was seated on the bed.

"Don't move, don't do anything I'll be back." He said and went into the bathroom. Mac sat there; her migraine quickly moving to the back burner as the blood rushed to all of her sensitive areas making them thrum with every heartbeat.

Rod came back out of the bathroom a few minutes later in his bathrobe. He knew that she would unselfishly take charge of the situation had he kept his clothes on. This afternoon was about her, so he took away any distraction.

He came over to his wife and took her hand kissing her fingers taking off her watch and placing it on the dresser. Then he ran his hand from her knees around her waist and unhooked her skirt, and pulled her shirt from her skirt. He slid his hands back to her front and ran them over her breast to her shoulders to remove her jacket. He placed it gently over a chair in the sitting area.

Mac trembled with every touch as he leaned closer and kissed her neck working his way down her chest undoing the buttons of her shirt and kissing the exposed flesh underneath. He then slid off her skirt and lifted her off the bed to lay her back down in the middle of it. "Lay on your belly" he said once he set her down.

"Oh god, I needed this." Mac said as Rod began to massage her back. He undid her bra, then he kissed and licked his way down her spine. What headache? She thought as her body quaked beneath her husband.

"Turn around." Rod stated hoarsely. He was so full of need. Mac could see it and tried to reach up to help him out of his robe, but he held her hands away, "no... You've been giving all day."

She loved it when he took charge, and was even more excited now. He let her hands go, and completely removed the bra now. Rod suckled at each pert and perfect breast giving each one equal attention. Mac began to glisten from the heat they were generating. "Take this off." She said tugging at the bathrobe.

"No," he said, "you first." Rod said running his hand from a breast down her abdomen and running a finger along the waistband of her hose. He removed her hose slowly kissing hipbones, thighs, knees, calves, then feet. He slowly massaged each foot then slid over her body, then removed her panties and groaned at her exquisite scent. Once the president was naked he could not help but go back to her moist valley to taste her.

With a deep moan Mac, felt her hips react moving them closer to him. With her hands she held his head where she needed him to be letting everything that had happened that day slip out of her consciousness. She concentrated on the sensation that Rod was giving her. "Oh yes." she hissed then pulled him up to kiss him full on the lips. "why don't you inside." She whispered as she pushed his robe off his shoulders. He kissed her again and pulled away.

Mac whimpered but then realized that he was removing the rest of his clothing. She reached out to touch him but he held her hands over her head. "Patience honey," he whispered settling above her knowing that she loved it when he teased her.

"But I'm the President of the United States." Mac whimpered again moving her legs to be at either side of him.

"But in here, I am your lord and master." he teased again beginning to kiss along her jaw line and neck.

"But if you want it my lord, why must you tease me so?" She said demurely submitting to his erotic torture and completely loving the tease.

"Because Ms. Allen, this is how I reign." he said licking at a pulse point at the base of her neck. Mac began to breathe erratically; Rod was driving her to the point of utter frustration.

"Oh, Master Calloway." Mac groans when she finally gets that thing that she wants. Rod is overtaken by pure ecstasy as he makes love to his wife. With slow deliberate strokes he moved until neither of them could take it anymore. Their rhythm matching from the years of practice they have had, knowing exactly how to please each other.

When she finally emerged from washing up, Mac donned a pair of sweat pants and a T-shirt and headed to the dining room and sat at the table. "Mmm, smells fantastic." She said reaching out to hold her husband and youngest daughter's hands for grace.

"Oh yuck," Amy said after taking a bite of the asparagus placed on her plate.

"Amy asparagus is good for you. You are eating it," Rod said the daily battle with their youngest child not really phasing either parent that night.

Mac just sat back and enjoyed the banter of her family. She felt so relaxed and satisfied as she enjoyed her children. Before anyone could finish, Horace said, "May I be excused? I have to go work on my speech."

"Sure hun," Mac said remembering that she had more work to do at the oval office. "Oh, I've got to go back to the office, I forgot the files I wanted to look at tonight."

"Okay hun" Rod said as Mac stood and kissed her husband with a bit of promise for later and headed to the office.

On her way there, she spotted Horace in the living room and stopped to talk to him a moment, "hey."

"Hey mom," Horace said looking down at the notes he had made to impress Kelly.

Mac looked down at the paper and smiled, "You need any help?"

"No mom, it's okay," Horace said then blushed, "Kelly is going to help me with my speech when she is done."

"Horace, why are you running for class president?" Mac asked, her son didn't know what to answer. "Keep in mind, you have an advantage here over the two other candidates. You are popular, but popularity isn't everything. If you are going to see this through, make sure you have something to back it up with because if you win and can't deliver you're screwed." She said ruffling her son's short brown hair and walked off to the West Wing.