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Lawyer Delight

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By Jennifer SkinnerPublished 4 years ago 3 min read

She had a very stressful day. To make matters worse she had to see her lawyer about this divorce. Just what she needed, she thought, as she sat in the waiting room after telling the receptionist she was there. It was about 20 minutes until she was called into the lawyer's office. She went to his desk where he stood to greet her. She shook his hand. He then inquired on how she was. She alleged she was fine. She wasn’t. She was thinking well at least my lawyer is good looking. She hoped her soon to be ex had an ugly aged man to represent him. Her lawyer, whom she found out was named Tom was tall, dark, and muscular from what she could tell. Of course he had on a grey suit which covered all but she pictured his abs and pecks from under his jacket. Who was she kidding it had been a long time since she and her ‘husband’ had made contact with one another so she also wondered what was happening under his drawers. She judged by the size of his hands he was fairly well endowed. But could he use it; that was key. She was dazed, not listening to a word he was saying. He must have sensed it and came and sat in the empty chair beside her.

“You must be stressed,” he asked.

Of course she was and being there was not helping. She felt a hand on her knee. She tensed but just looked into his eyes, “I am just….well it has been hard….I just feel so alone in all this.”

She then felt her thigh tingle as his hand slowly moved towards the inner part of her thigh, “I am a lawyer that aims to please and you deserve what you pay for,” he whispered into her ear.

She then started to quiver as she felt fingers caressing her crotch under her skirt. She was taken by him and he gently laid her across his desk. She felt his breath as he started up her abdomen and reached her neck, gently caressing her breasts with his hands. She felt him lift her shirt up and over her head. She had not been with anyone for quite some time so quivered at every touch, at every breath on her skin. She felt her bosoms come free as he unhooked her brassiere. Her nipples hardened as his tongue stroked her nipples. She enjoyed soft kisses as he started back down her abdomen.

She gently slid herself off the desk. She needed to find out if that body resembled her ideal of him. She slowly undid the buttons on his shirt to reveal his chest. His pecks were as she depicted. She circled his nipples with her fingertips. She then grazed back down towards his groin, unbuttoned his pants and reveals his jewels. She took a testicle in the palm of her hand. She heard him moan. She then stroked his dick studying it and slowly slid it into her mouth. She rubbed his cock on her tongue thrusting the bone to the back of her throat. She amused herself by sucking and blowing on his genitalia for a few minutes and then she felt him grab her hips and life her back onto the table with those muscular arms.

She could feel his eyes study her naked body as he positioned her pelvis and pushed himself into her. She felt twinges of delight as his cock slide in and out of her. She could feel she was tight and warm as her pussy had not been treated with such satisfaction for months. She laid on that table while he fucked her. She increasingly became more wet. All of a sudden the door opened so startled and embarrassed she looked up – it was the secretary. She heard Tom say “don’t worry she is here to help me help you.” She had no idea what that meant until the secretary brought her mouth down onto her pussy. She tensed and raised her pelvis. Tom pushed her down and firmly told her to relax. She moaned in delight as he continued to thrust his well endowed cock attentively into her pussy while his secretary used her tongue to tickle her clit. She then felt a hand fondle her nipple. She was so close. She cleared her mind and let her lawyer and secretary work their magic. She felt herself tense up and then she let out an intense loud moan. Her legs went numb releasing her inhibitions. She laid there for a few minutes in an aura of relaxation. She heard Tom’s whisper, “we will see you next week,” as he dressed and left the room. She laid on that desk naked for a few more minutes.

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    Jennifer SkinnerWritten by Jennifer Skinner

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