1 Meeting him

At first when I stepped into his office I never thought I would be the mistress. It wasn't like that before. I was actually His advisor. Let me tell you about the day meeting him. When I first saw his office it didn't surprise me. His office was just how I would imagine it.....organized. "Hi, I'm Kayla Smith. I will be here for anything you need or want. I will help you with your speeches and anything else. Don't hesitate to contact me." I say while shaking his hand. He smiled back. He had this pleasing look in his eye that made me feel like I was welcomed. 2 years later on a Saturday night, Jordan called me. "Come to the President's office A.S.A.P. We need to discuss something with you." even though I was tired I really didn't care. What ever he needed I would help, right? that's what I signed up for. I got out of bed and changed into a nice dress with flats on. I drove over to his office and when I got there it seemed weird. No one was really there. The cleaning lady wasn't even insight. I didn't care cause the president needed me for something. He was just sitting on his desk and Jordan was sipping Scotch. Not in suit and tie but in a hoodie and sweatpants type outfit. He asked me to sit then handed me a packet. First word read was contract but to what? "This is a contract to say you can not tell anyone about.... let's just say things." Jordan sits next to me. " What type of things like murdering someone" I say worriedly. The president laughs,"No umm.. things like my desires". "Desires? sexual desires!?" I say. "Sir, as much as I'm flattered but you are a married man and if they ever got out you would be ruined". "That's why we did this privately"Jordan says. "Just think about it" he says walking out the door.

The only question I can think of is why me