Day 1: Someone’s Watching - Sex Stories

Day 1: Someone’s Watching

... demeanour, “We have to end the tax on these products. The revenue lost by the treasury could easily be covered by a small increase in the tax on ammunition for firearms.” She had clearly thought it through.

George was satisfied he had found someone he could mentor over the next six weeks.

“You make an excellent point. What else should the government be doing?” He knew that political talk would quickly get boring for the viewers over the course of the show, but with this beautiful woman, sitting naked in the bath, talking passionately about this issue, on the first night of the show, it was the optimum time to get her message out to the maximum number of viewers.

“We have to get these products into schools and given free to every girl who needs one.” She loved that the PM appeared to be hanging on every word.

“So should it be a government contract with a low-cost manufacturer? Or should schools be able to enter into agreements with suppliers of their choice and the government subsidises the cost for them?” He asked one of the key questions hampering the idea from becoming law already.

“Well…” she paused for thought “… Don’t guys have access to free condoms somewhere? How does that work?”

“Good question.” By which he really meant, good answer. “I think I might have picked up some government-subsidised condoms earlier, we should check what brand they are when we get out.”

The political conversation had distracted Emma enough that she let her guard down, ...

... along with the bubbles that had been covering her breasts. Realising her chest was now on show to the nation she decided to lean into it instead of feeling embarrassed. She sat upright to give them a wash, lifting, squeezing and massaging them with her soapy hands.

She realised, as she became conscious of the cameras, that George had just used the unusual situation to give her an extraordinary platform for her campaign. As unconventional as it was, that was a really kind thing to do.

“I wonder if the others have sorted out who’s sleeping where. They don’t seem to have explored the rest of the house yet.” George mused.

Emma agreed. “Maybe we should get out before they all come in and start arguing about who gets to use the showers first!”

They both got ready to stand up, knowing this was the moment the live audience would see the current Prime Minister, and the most attractive candidate in the house, fully naked.

“3-2-1,” George whispered before they both hauled themselves to their feet.

Their bodies were still partially draped in bubbles but they both knew as they stepped out of their baths that the camera crews behind the mirrors were scrambling for the best view. George wasn’t exactly erect but he wasn’t exactly short and shrivelled either. He was comfortable knowing he wasn’t going to be mocked too much as far as its appearance was concerned.

Wrapping a towel around his waist and offering one to Emma who quickly tied it around herself, they were now passed ...