I inserted my fingers in slowly pumping them in and out of me. "Omg.. this feels so fucking good". I said it in a whisper. Tiffany chuckled, "go faster baby.. let me hear you". I pumped in and out of me changing the pace. As I hit those g- spots my moans came out as whimpers. "omg—mmh". Tiffany looks through the camera, "look at me while you do it Kamala". I look over at the phone pumping in and out effortlessly, my eyes rolling back as I gasps. "Shit..". Tiffany smirked, "how does it feel baby?". She said it softly and seductive with that mischievous smile.
"It feels so good baby..". I moaned as I hit those spots, it felt so good to fuck myself with Tiffany. Tiffany chucked, "good girl.. are you gonna cum for me?". I bit my lip and went faster. "Yes—.."
Tiffany sighed, "yes what?". I moaned a little covering my mouth. Tiffany sighed getting a little annoyed. "Yes what?. Open your mouth, use your words". I let my hand go and I pumped faster. "I— I can't". Tiffany sighed.
"Yes you can.. don't tell me that you can't, now are you gonna cum for me?". I went faster as me and her made eye contact through the phone. "Yes b—yes baby.. I'm gonna cum for you I promise". I said that as I whimpered. I was just about close. She chuckled, "good girl.. let loose for me mama.. let me hear you". I moaned her name.. "fuck Tiffany.. I'm about to cum baby". She smirked, "let it out".
I finally came, I was stuck just gasping. She chuckled, "good girl.. you're so good at listening". I looked over at her and rolled my eyes playfully. "Shut up". We both laughed, I turned facing the phone and I laid my head down. "I love you Tiffany, I'm gonna go to bed okay?". She sighed, "I love you too. And okay, see you tomorrow goodnight". I smiled as I kissed the phone.
"Good night". The call ended there.
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Tuesday morning..
*TIFFANY'S POV*
I walked into the White House, I was smiling ear to ear. I kept reminiscing about how Kamala was just moaning while she was playing with herself and letting me talk her through it. That was definitely what kept me smiling. I walked into my office, it felt super cold I had to turn on the heater. I pulled out my laptop and I began working on the Flyer and setting up invitations for the party.
I invited a few governors, Kamala's colleagues, family and friends. I also invited Tim Walz and his wife Gwen Walz, I sent out emails to Former President Obama and his wife Michelle Obama.
As I did that I seen Kamala walking into my office with Gretchen. I smiled as they made they're way in. I shook Gretchen's hand and I hugged Kamala, I kissed her cheek secretly. "What brings you ladies in?". They both smiled, "well we do have a meeting about to start i suppose you should be joining us". I rolled my eyes playfully. "Okay. Let me grab my things". I grabbed my things and bent down to place my things in my bag. I grabbed my stuff and we walked out of my office.
We made our way to the meeting, we talked about the party. Kamala cleared her throat, "my wonderful assistant has already sent out invitations, and she's already made the flyer for others to come". Everyone nodded as they wrote things down. I also wrote a few things down as well.
During the meeting I peeped Doug sneaking in. I bit my lip a little. Goddamn why he always gotta be here? I'm tired of his ass. I looked at Kamala, she knew not to make eye contact with me. Why does she keep inviting him?. It's almost like she's doing this just to piss me off.
After the meeting I gathered my things. I got out of my seat and grab my bag. Kamala was talking to a few colleagues i decided to walk to my office. As I made my way to the door i felt someone grab my arm. It was Doug. I looked him up and down, is he coo?. Why the fuck would he grab me like that?. I glared at him, head tilted, nostrils growing bigger. My face was in disgust. I sighed, "Why would you grab me like that? What the fuck is wrong with you".
I said it a little too loud a few people heard me. And Kamala heard me as well, she walked over to us and she gave me a glare. I was stunned by her actions. I looked her and Doug up and down, I knew exactly what this was. She's so wish washy I'm pretty sure she's fucking this man again, I'm sure of it. Every time he comes around she's always getting snappy with me. She was just fucking her self while we were on the phone, I don't know why she wanna act like this.
I chuckled a little, "you know what.. imma walk away before I say something". I turned towards the door and made my way out of the conference room. I walked down the hall stunting towards my office. My breathing speeds up, my head is hurting and I'm pissed at the same time. I'm tired of Kamala, I'm done making up she gone get a piece of my mind.
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After the interaction in the conference room. I've been in my office for the rest of the day. Kamala's secret agent walked in, "she needs you". I sighed and chuckled as I made my way out the door. I walked towards her office and I pushed open her door. She looked up from her computer and we made eye contact. "What the fuck do you want?". I said it with an attitude. Kamala eyes narrowed down as she tilted her head. "Excuse me? What the fuck did you say?". She got up from her seat and leaned next to her desk.
I chuckled, "I'm not repeating myself, what do you want?". I tilt my head folding my arms. Kamala sucked her teeth and laughed a little. "What's up with you?. What's your problem". I chuckled a little looking around. "What's up with me?. What's up with you?. Every time Doug come around, you're always being a bitch towards me". Kamala eyes widened and she smirked a little.
"A bitch? Nice choice of words Tiffany". She walked closer to me and folded her arms. We stood there neck to neck. Let the games begin. "Yeah I know, great choice of words actually. I'm tired of you walking around here treating me like this. When you literally was just fucking your self while on the phone with me, we're you or were you not?".
Kamala stayed silent for a moment then she sighed, "Tiffany—." I laughed, "I'm not finna have this conversation with you. I'm sick of yo ass". I walked away from her and walked towards the door. Kamala walked behind me and grabs my hair pulling me towards her. "Tired of what, hm?. You've been calling me out of my name. You think it's cute?".
Her hand found it's way to my neck. I sighed a little, "I never said it was cute—." Kamala laughed, "obviously you think it is. I didn't even invite Doug here today, so I don't know why you're so mad. But pipe it the fuck down for I fuck the living shit out of you". A mischievous smirk grew on her face, I almost gave in but I held my ground.
"You're so fucking toxic this is why we didn't work out". I pushed her hand away from my neck. She laughed, "I like being toxic. It's fun. You're gonna have a attitude all day?". I sighed a little not answering her. She stood there staring into my soul waiting for a answer. I sighed, "Kamala.. I'm finna go". Kamala laughed a little. Then she whispered in my ear, "no you're not.. come here let me tend to that attitude of yours".
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Authors note
How y'all feeling?? Tiffany was tryna pull away but kam wasn't letting it happen👀.
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