Chapter 1
Senator Steven O'Connor leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed while his
assistant Jennifer Davis proposed an answer to his marital problem. He depended
on her for everything. She never let him down.
"You can't divorce her without a tremendously good reason," she stated
emphatically. "It should be something your constituents will empathize with as
well as something that will improve your standing with them." O'Connor nodded.
"Tell me something I don't know," he said impatiently. Jennifer's thoroughness
and attention to detail sometimes overwhelmed his patience. "Unfortunately,
she's never done anything remotely illegal."
"But she might," Jennifer said, "if conditions were right." He motioned for her
to continue.
"You haven't been intimate with her in quite a while, have you?" It was a
rhetorical question. Jennifer knew when Sondra moved into her own bedroom and
why. He shook his head. It hadn't bothered him that much. He didn't lack for
sex. The Senator liked his women young. Sondra was nearly forty, although she
looked at least a decade younger. He'd given up trying to win her back when her
increasingly public advocacy of women's rights became a political liability. The
fact that their bilateral prenuptial agreement prevented him from getting his
hands on her considerable inheritance was the final straw. All he wanted from
her was for her to get out of his life, something in which she had no interest.
"Suppose she finds someone and commits adultery with him? You'd be heartbroken
but being the most conservative law and order legislator in Washington, you'd do
the right thing. You'd refuse to use your influence and let justice take its
course. She'd get a long prison sentence and her promiscuity would give you
perfect grounds for divorce. She'd be out of your hair permanently and think
about how your constituents would love the situation! Can't you see the
headline? 'Senator Law and Order O'Connor puts the law above his own happiness?'
It would be enough to put you over the top next year."
"She's not likely to run around on me," he snapped. "She's too damned straight."
Jennifer smiled broadly. "I know someone who can charm her. It will be expensive
but well worth it. I can arrange everything."
He pushed his chair back from his desk and unzipped his fly. Jennifer knelt and
took him in her mouth. It didn't take long for either of them to deliver.
