Warnings: a bit of sexual harassment
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POTUS Posing
DC Times
June 12, 2026
Breaking news from the White House! President y/l/n caught amidst her first scandal. America's Sweetheart shocked all this morning by revealing she isn't so sweet after all. Photos circulated late last night reveal President y/l/n in racy, black lingerie posing for someone in the White House residence. It's unclear how these photos were leaked, but the citizens are left wondering, who is this mystery date at the other end of the camera? And are their tax dollars being spent on smuggling in paramours for the President?
The White House has yet to issue an official statement. But we're all left wondering: when did America's Sweetheart turn so naughty?
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My mind was reeling, my stomach churning. Never in my life had I experienced such a huge invasion of privacy. Not once in the months of my campaigning, when journalists and the media picked over my whole life like carrion birds, had the media gotten ahold of something so private. Always knowing I would run for political office, I was so careful not to take photos like this. Fear of them being leaked was always in the back of my mind. But I didn't take these photos, and they weren't photoshopped.
I distinctly remembered the night I dressed up for Emily in her favorite black lingerie set. The delicate lace wove an intricate pattern of roses and vines. I wore her favorite garters and heels. I left my hair big and natural, just how she liked it. I wanted to do something special for her. And holy hell was she appreciative. But she didn't have a camera, and she would NEVER betray me like that. So where did this photo come from?!
I stormed into Emily's office, not bothering to knock. I needed answers. The door slammed into the wall with a loud boom. I was pleased to see Aaron was already in here. I didn't bother saying good morning, either. I simply threw the paper down on Emily's desk, furious and embarrassed. The one positive - though really inconsequential - thing was that the papers weren't re-printing the photos. Unfortunately, they were spreading on the internet like wildfire.
"How in the hell did this happen?" I demanded to know.
"We don't know, ma'am." Aaron looked stressed, the lines between his eyebrows deeper than usual. "We're doing everything we can to uncover who sold the picture to the press. We're hoping that leads us to who took the photo."
"Hoping?" I asked, incredulous. "That's all we have right now? Hope that we'll find out who did this?! Aaron that photo was taken in the residence. That means someone was in the residence." Emily was furiously biting at her nails, the line between her brows also creased.
"We're sweeping the residence right now for cameras and bugs."
I felt sick to my stomach that my privacy had been violated like this. And on top of that, I had greatly lost the American People's trust. Clearly I was fucking someone in the White House and that didn't sit right with people. I inhaled sharply, trying to calm down.
"Y/n, please. Sit down," Emily finally spoke. I took a seat on the other side of her desk. She was shaking slightly, visibly holding back her rage.
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