Robyn tightened the lace on her boots. She got up and looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing tight black pants and a yellow turtleneck. Her hair was tied high in a slick pony tail. Her make up was light so she dabbed more red lipstick onto her heart-shaped lips. At the age of 36 she was the youngest first lady the country had ever seen. She admired her body turning around and examined if everything was alright. She worked hard for it, sessions of yoga and aerobic to maintain her figure. She thought she looked good, even after two kids. Sure she had wider hips, bigger breasts, thicker thighs and a slightly bigger butt than before, but she was satisfied. She knew she looked good.
She walked to her closet where her black, leather jacket was on a hanger and took it out. She put it around her forearm and walked out of her room only to be greeted by the dark eyes of man she was trying to avoid since the last month.
Damn.
Wonderful. She thought sarcastically.
Robyn gave him a quick look and slight nod, acknowledging his presence. She didn't know why she even did that, she didn't have to. She started to walk towards the stairs and the footsteps behind followed her like always. She felt his sight on herself, he was watching her like a hawk, he knew so much about her.
She met Jennifer, her Chief Of Staff down the stairs who smiled at her politely before her expression turned tense sensing the man behind the first lady.
"Jen, I need to talk to you" she said, with that impeccable smile of hers. The smile that reassured everybody that everything's was alright. Nobody could see through the bright and confident aura Robyn put forth.
"Of course, ma'am. Why don't we go to the office?" she said.
Robyn nodded and started to walk. She heard the footsteps follow her again and she immediately stopped and still looking ahead she said "In private"
He stopped and she was relieved to know it was only Jennifer and she walking to the office now.
"What is he doing here?" Robyn asked restlessly, before Jennifer could even close the door.
She sighed and said "President asked for him specifically"
"I don't care who asked for him. I dismissed him a month ago, he shouldn't be here" Robyn answered crossing her arms. "And why did Shawn ask for him specially anyway? It's not like we don't have other Secret Service Agents!"
Obviously, Jennifer didn't know the answer to that question so she was quiet as Robyn ranted and paced around the room.
"Ma'am?"
Robyn looked at her again.
"Did he do something?" Jennifer finally asked, fear and apprehension obvious in her voice.
Robyn stopped in her track for a second before answering. Now that she was about to say this she was embarrassed.
"I kissed him" she said quietly with a shy look on her face "I kissed Aubrey"
Jennifer looked at her with absolutely no change in her expression.
"Oh" was all she said "Did anything else—"

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Guilty Pleasure
Fiksyen PeminatA collection of fictional stories centered around the intimate relationship between Robyn and Aubrey.