I stand in the mirror and press out the wrinkles of my blazer with my hands, I slick down my hair making sure it's not fly-aways, and then I apply a thin layer of shiny lip gloss over my already lipstick coated lips. Popping a piece of gum in my mouth I turn off my bathroom light grabbing my purse on my way out the door.
[ A/N: what u are wearing is in the media. Ofc ur not Meg unless u want to be I jus liked this entire look]
Today the president is having a press conference and I wanted to make sure I looked good, I'm not a reporter and I could really care less about whatever is going on. My best friend Solange is actually the reporter and I'm more so just there by her side getting her whatever she needs.
I climb in the car with Solo and she goes over the list she created for the 100th time making sure we had everything, I roll my eyes in annoyance "Solange yes I have everything" I say
"Ok do you have your credentials? Name tag, your station ID card you know they won't let you through the door without it?"
"Solange for the last time yes! Now let's go before we're late"
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Not long after we leave we soon arrive at the White House, we go through the hideous task of check in before we are finally escorted to the room that'll the press conference will be held. I help Solange set up the camera before we take out our pens and notepads prepared to take notes. Well more so Solo taking notes I just have it so it won't seem like I'm just sitting here.
We're all just sitting here waiting for the president being that it's 30 minutes past the time this conference was called for, of course the president wouldn't be who she is if she wasn't late. And speaking of the devil here she is walking in the room now, out of respect we all stand to our feet until she motions us to sit.
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Seconds later the conference begins and I zone out. I focus more on how sexy Ms. President looks in her pink suite she always had a way of filling out her clothes perfectly, her pink lipstick coating her perfectly shaped lips, her jet black hair falling down the middle of her back, and my favorite thing about her is her face. The mature lady face card is one not to be played with, never declines my god. Although she's wearing making that matches her attire it's not needed.
She's the combination of a firm/stern but also caring and empathetic president, one of my favorite things about her. She's smart, intelligent, and very well spoken and also a black woman. The first ever female president and the first ever black female president! Wow what a woman she is. Her almond shaped eyes met mines a few times before going back to business.
Raising from my seat I excuse myself to the ladies room informing the security along the way so they'll allow me back in. Going down the hall towards the ladies room I check up and down the hall making sure no one is coming then I sneak off to the restroom that only the president is allowed in, this isn't my first time and I know it's a camera posted high in the corner on the ceiling. And I know it's a small red dot indicating it's actively recording, but for whatever reason after a bout a minute the red dot goes away and you have five seconds to go inside.
I see the dot is on so I play it off like I dropped my phone on the floor then it's clear and I quickly key in the code before rushing inside before it cuts back on. I know she seen me leave the room so I know it's only a matter of time before she walks through the door, and being that she has no female security on duty today means no one will check the bathroom. The opportunity is just to good to pass up.
Not too long afterwards she struts in with her security team standing guard at the door, Mrs. President struts over to me and now that I have her too myself I get to see just how good she looks up close and personal. She walks up to me and immediately pull me down to her by my neck into a scorching hot kiss, it doesn't take me long to return the favor. My hands roam her body grabbing a handful of ass in the process, I'm very desperate for her touch being I haven't seen her in so long being how busy she's been with other things.
My lungs burns with the need of air so I pull away from the softness of her lips, "well hello to you too President Jones" I say jokingly knowing she hates it when I call her that.
"You know I don't like it when you call me that it's Nicki to you"
Nicki and I have history we've been fooling with each other on and off for a few years now, at one point we wasn't on speaking terms when I suddenly heard the news of her marriage to Nasir Jones. Nicki would constantly text and call trying to assure me that the marriage was just for her image, I wasn't to convince of that and kept my distance. We actually reconnected a couple months ago.
"When can I see you?"
"You're seeing me now aren't you?" She asks sarcastically jokingly
"Onika you know what I mean stop playing" I reply rolling my eyes but I'm not going to lie I actually miss her and want to spend time with her
"Ok ok fine, how about later tonight I send a car for you and we sneak off for a couple days? Would you like that?" She asks biting her lip playing with the collar of my blazer
"I would love it!" I say excitedly pulling her closer
"Good so go home pack a bag and I'll text you later tonight when to be ready"
"Ok baby" I know she's been inside the bathroom for a while and any longer her security will get suspicious and begin knocking, so I lock her in another hot kiss letting my hands roam as free and low as they want. Much to my dismay I pull away and let her go I smack her ass before she walks too far away and return to my hiding spot where I won't be seen.
———————- A/N: bc I'm feeling lazy rn just enjoy dis short & sweet update. Will do a pt.2 at another time ✌🏾
