Trump x Pence Smut

Unrequited

I looked up from my papers as the door to my office creaked open. Trump walked in wearing his nicely tailored blue suit with the red tie going nicely in contrast. His outfit perfectly complimented his curves. As my eyes wandered up to his lips I couldn't stop myself from thinking what it would be like have him crush his lips against mine in the heat of the moment, and violently rip my clothes off.

"Good morning Mike." I snapped out of my daydream. "Hello Donald, how are you." I blushed at my previous thoughts. "I'm swell. Hey, do you mind coming with me to my office, I need help on deciding something. Our interactions always go like this. He's always so distant, but there are times where he's so close I can practically feel his hot breath travel up and down my neck. Our lips nearly touch, but he always pulls away, as if to tease me of what could be, and blue balled me.

As we walk down the corridor Ivanka walks out of her office and runs towards Trump, enveloping him in a big embrace. "Dear I have some great news I have to tell you in private, you're not busy are you?" Ivanka squealed. I don't understand why he likes that bimbo. Trump shoots me an apologetic look. "Sorry Mike, give me a bit I'll ask for you in a bit." And with that they're off.

I know that the important news is that she wants to bang him. I've spied on them doing it before. God Donald's dick is massive. I can only imagine it stretching my crevice to unimaginable lengths. But it's inside of her. I hastily walk back off in the direction of my office.

It isn't fair. This isn't fair. Why can't he love me? Why can't he hold me? There are times where I can see the lust fill his eyes, but just like that it goes away, leaving as fast as it came. I walk into my office and lock the door.

Walking over to my chair I notice myself getting more and more frustrated, my member throbbing in my pants. I sit down in the chair and listen to the hallway noises to ensure no one was coming. I carefully pull my dick out and start gently stroking it. Closing my eyes, I imagine Trump's perfectly sized hand groping it, and my eyes roll back in my head. "Nnhhh fuck." I start jerking off faster. My cock is throbbing with desire for Donald. I think of his hands running through my hair.

I feel so embarrassed yet turned on and I pull out a picture of Trump and I standing at his golf course together, his strong arm firmly gripping me around my shoulders. I cum all over the picture frame and look down at the biggest splotch of semen right on Donald's face. Fuck I have to clean this mess up now.