You take down my walls {Obama x Trump}

Obama POV:
I'm just thinking about what happened. Did trump really want me to sleep with him? Maybe he just felt bad about the sleeping situation. Im confused and scared what if when he realizes that i dont have a 24 pack but a 12 pack hell leave me. I just miss those orange curves and the way his face lights up talking about his walls. I hope he lets me into his walls ;).

I heard a noise of the door open, I see trump walking out of the washroom that was connected to the bedroom. I looked at him up and down to find that he was wearing a bright red silk robe covered in glitter. He looked. SO. HOT.

The way his body fit perfectly into the robe, knowing that he had nothing under thta robe made me moist. Hopefully he wouldnt notice how much i was staring at him.

"I can see you looking at me" Trump said with a spur of confidence in him.

To be continued...