Lemme cook 🫦

When her team arrives you get to work, putting your banter and fun on the side to focus on priorities. Then everyone gets hungry and Kamala insists on cooking, not wanting to order junk food. You propose your help to be a bit in peace with her even if the team is still in the same room. She goes into full work mode, focusing on completing her duties as she usually would. "Sure, you can give me a hand." She says when you offer your help. You put a hand on her ass as she says that and look at her innocently when she gives you a questioning look. "What? You said "give you a hand" You say playfully as you pull away before anyone notices. She laughs quietly and smacks your arm lightly as you pretend you don't know what you're doing. "Not that kind of hand, you horny womanizer..." She says under her breath as she tries to look annoyed but can't really manage it as she glances at you with amusement and fondness in her eyes. You giggle and lean against the counter. "What can I help you with boss?" She smiles, rolling her eyes at you with a light chuckle. "Oh you can stop being cheeky is what you can do..."

She walks over to you and gently pushes you to walk backwards until you're standing right in front of the cooking station behind her. "You can be my little sous-chef and help me chop up some vegetables, can you do that without being naughty?" "Sounds tough but I'll try my best." You say as you look at her with hungry eyes but turn to do your task obediently. "Keep those eyes to yourself... I'm serious Darling. You have to behave." She says firmly, not being able to hide the slight smirk on her face as she walks to the other side of the counter and begins cooking. "Alright, alright mommy!" You say jokingly as you start working. She laughs at your little joke, loving the way you said the name to her so casually. She shakes her head in mock-disapproval but keeps grinning at you. "Watch it darling. You keep calling me that and I might have to come over there and give you a good reason to call me mommy." You laugh softly and raise your hands in surrender. "Okay, okay... even if to be honest, I'm really curious to see what you'd do to me." You grin subtly. She laughs again, enjoying the back and forth banter and the way it's so natural between you.

She gives you a look that's equal parts amused and dangerous as she continues cooking. "Darling, with the way you've misbehaved so far I should have you over my knee right now, but we have an audience so you'll escape that particular punishment for now..." "Oh no... you got me interested now." You say playfully as you give her a little hip bump. She grins, loving the way you are so eager and intrigued by the threat of a little punishment. "Don't worry darling you'll find out how I deal with cheeky, misbehaving, little girls soon enough... and I promise you I can be very firm with you if you keep testing me." "Hmm intriguing. I never seen Madam President get mad yet." You wink at her as you hand her the food you just chopped. She laughs again, enjoying the way you flirt and tease her so shamelessly. "Well you haven't been around me enough darling, otherwise you'd know that I most certainly do get mad." She adds the ingredients you've chopped to the cooking pan with a smile before continuing to speak, lowering her voice slightly. "But if you keep misbehaving like this you might just get to see first hand just how firm I can be with you darling."

You smile and lean against the counter as you watch her cook. "Firm uh? It's true that I never gave you a reason to be upset with me." She grins as she cooks, enjoying the way you lean against the counter in front of her like you're posing for her, knowing exactly what you're trying to do. "No, you haven't..." She says in a slightly teasing, yet still authoritative tone. "But with the way you've been speaking to me tonight you're clearly trying to find out how far you can push me before I get mad and show you just how firm I can be." "Oh come on, I've been helpful all day..." You say as you lean subtly towards her and lower your voice, your body brushes hers slightly. "You're only looking for a reason to get your hands on me again." She shivers as she feels your body and your subtle, seductive moves are not lost on her either. She has to stop herself from grabbing you and bending you over the countertop right there and then, instead she keeps her focus on the food. "You've been incredibly distracting all day, that's what you've been." "Hmm? I didn't do anything. You got distracted on your own and... it's not my fault I have such a strong effect on you." You tease as you take a look at the rest of the team, making sure they're not watching to lift a hand up on her waist.

She gasps lightly, feeling her resolve break a small bit as her breathing becomes heavier and more ragged. "You're acting like the biggest tease for the last few hours and you have the audacity to say it's my fault I'm being distracted? Oh you little..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to finish her sentence as she gets more and more turned on by you. You smirk a little mischeviously and kiss her neck but a member of her team starts turning around and you hurry to move away. "I have no doubts you'll get me for all that tonight." She chuckles and exhales from your previous closeness. "Damn you..." She mutters, shaking her head and struggling to keep her voice steady before going back to cooking. You behave as you keep preparing the meal together until her phone rings and she sees it's her husband while checking the screen. You see her happy expression dropping and you tilt your head on the side curiously. She picks up the phone, her smile fading instantly as she answers. "Hey, honey, how are you?" She listens to him speaking on the other side of the call and her body language changes as she listens intently, clearly something is bothering her.

You get a bad idea and don't think about it for a second as you grab Kamala's waist and press against her. She gasps lightly as she feels you press yourself against her, your hands taking her by surprise. But a small shiver of arousal goes through her and she quickly has to cover up her phone so her husband can't hear the little noise she let out. He's talking about an interview he did today while you take care of helping the older woman relax as you bring your lips to her neck without kissing her and let your hands slide to her inner thighs. She has to clench her jaw to keep from making any sound as she feels your hands, her body immediately responding to your touch and getting all warm and hot. She struggles to focus on the call and her husband's voice as her breathing gets heavier, her free hand holding on to the counter for support. You slowly let a hand roam between her thighs and rub her gently above her jeans. Kamala tightens her grip on the counter, her body starting to tremble slightly as your hand slowly rubs her over her jeans, a slight gasp escaping her as she tries to hide any noise she makes from her husband. She bites her lip and has to fight the urge to move her hips against your hand as her body starts aching for your touch. "Yeah darling... that's great..."

Her husband notices the distant answer and replies with care. "Oh I'm sorry you're perhaps busy right now! I often forget how much work you have, I can call back later." She manages to get a hold of herself for a second to answer her husband, cursing in her head at the way you keep rubbing her intimately, making it increasingly difficult for her to focus. "No no, honey I'm not busy at all, just got something cooking right now. I'm listening, continue." You keep playing with her but it causes you to stop paying attention to the team. Acting as you're alone with Kamala as actually, a few meters away everyone is still here...

UPDATES ARE LONG I KNOW!! Don't scream I know, I know and I'll try to post the next one faster. 🤠

-Djedje <3