I was in the Gungahlin area where an incumbent was doing meet and greets.

The wind caught her skirt as she was taking her a-frame signs back to the car, and I got a glimpse of her surprisingly tasty thighs.

All I could think about when I was driving home was having those thighs wrapped around my head and squeezing my face while she shrieked in ecstasy. I'm surprised I made it home alright.

When the thought occurred, "But I don't even vote that way," it seemed to only make it more alluring.

Maybe I'll actually stop at a meet and greet next time and say hi.

Please note

This is intended as an expression of a specific fantasy.

While I have faith that the mods can handle a Cease and Desist, I don't want them to have to handle them, so I won't name names, and I don't support any explicitly identified fantasies of public figures as part of this thread.