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The Most Beautiful Man On Television

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It was Saturday night and Bill and Hillary were cuddling on the couch watching Bridgerton. They were now watching episode two when Hillary suddenly said:“This man is the most beautiful man on television!” Bill looked at her with a smile and a chuckle, at first because they kept on watching the show and Hillary kept saying Regé Jean was “the most beautiful man on television!”. As the night went on, Bill wanted this actor to disappear. He was young and perfectly built, Bill was getting ridiculously jealous and as the episodes went on Bill noticed more scenes with this guy naked ass so he tried to distract her from Regé each time she talked about how beautiful he was, in vain. Hillary was enjoying herself and could sense Bill tensing up from time to time, he would hug her tighter and have his hand wander on her thighs. Finally, the end of the last episode came as the sun was coming up outside. They spent all night watching it.

“That was a good show don't you think? The Duke is really a very beautiful man!” Hillary asked, turning towards him.

“Hmm hmm! Do you realize we did an all-nighter? We should probably go to bed!” Bill said, trying to avoid the subject of the “DUKE”.

“Bill, look at me!” He turned to her. “What's going on? You usually have more to say when we watch a show. Are you alright?” She was really concerned.

“I'm fine!”

“No, you're not, spill? What's up?” she turned on the couch facing him sideways with her arms crossed.

Bill sighed and looked at his knees. “I'm kind of jealous and annoyed by the effect the Duke has on you! This is stupid I know but damn you kept saying how he is the most beautiful man on television, all night long!” he ran his hands on his face and Hillary started laughing with this big belly laugh of hers that Bill loved so much.

“I'm glad it makes you laugh!” Bill pouted while he stood up and went towards their bedroom.

“Bill …” she had trouble speaking because of her laughter “Bill, honey come on!”

Once she caught up with him in their bedroom, she found him sitting on the edge of the bed taking his shoes and socks off. She went to him, stepped between his legs and took his face in her hands.

“Seriously Billy I don't get why you are jealous I'm with you, aren't I?”

“I know you are and I'm not worried that you're gonna leave me. I'm just feeling like an ugly old man whose wife has the hots for a gorgeous younger model! Who, by the way is far more attractive than I ever been!” She looked into his eyes and stroked his cheeks with her thumbs.

“You are handsome Bill, one of the most beautiful men I’ve ever met, even now! I love the way you aged. I love your white hair and your gorgeous hands, hmm hmm!”

“And my wobbly skin and floppy ass...” he mocked. She laughed at that and put her hands on his shoulders before she sat on him astride.

“Yes, all of you! I burn for you Bill Clinton! Always!” this made Bill laugh so hard he let himself fall backward on the bed taking her with him.

When they calmed down a bit, Bill started caressing her back. “I burn for you too Hillary Rodham, you are the most beautiful woman inside and out, I love you!”

“I love you too!”

They started kissing each other languidly and passionately. Bill hands wandered south on her ass and Hillary moaned into the kiss. They slowly moved to undress each other completely and once they were naked, they resumed their make out session. Hillary got up to get in a more comfortable position and stopped to look at her husband lying on the bed gloriously naked and at this moment it did not matter how beautiful the duke was to her, Bill was even more handsome and sexy.

Bill took the advantage of her day dreaming to get on top. He laid her back down on the bed and settled between her thighs. His hands wandering everywhere he could reach taking special attention to her breasts. Hillary moaned and started to touch his ass which made him groan, she tried to push his hips against hers. Bill laughed knowing exactly what she needed and pushed himself slowly inside of her making them both groan in pleasure. They moved against each other in perfect sync whispering words of love and sex between kisses. Bill looked into Hillary's eyes and said “I love you” as he kept moving against her. Hillary felt it once again this mixture of love and pleasure that only Bill could provide and it was all too much, her orgasm hit her by surprise which pushed Bill over the edge. They laid against each other, completely spent for a few moments before Bill pulled out and cuddled to his wife as he nuzzled her neck.
“Thank you, this was the best way to end this night!” she said stroking his nape.

“So playing a Duke doesn't do everything?”

“I rather play with a real president!”