I don't know why I took her on as a client, apart from the fact that she is a very attractive woman and the thought of her going through a divorce presented a dream opportunity for me to jump her bones, I mean make love to her. The reality of it was that this would only ever be a dream, she was so far out of my league that she wasn't even in the same stratos...
Hi Litsters, This is a set of disconnected vignettes about the women in Heather Franklin's life. I have written them as a separate series to distinguish them from her stories which are more closely bound to her job as a lawyer. Your votes, comments and private feedback mean the world to me, so please do not forget to leave them. Hat-tip to House MD. As...
While Jackie was busy overflowing Bobbie's bathtub with her cum and then her tears, Mary-Jane and Lisa had the downstairs to themselves. As soon as their moms had gone up the stairs, the girls had ran inside to the couch and had a beautiful 69 love session, their heads buried in each others wet pussies. Licking and sucking, each tenderly, then urgently, brou...
How would you describe Max Westmore? Enigmatic. Max was a high profile lawyer, the head of her own firm and very good at what she does in the courtroom. Her reputation of being able to stare directly into the eyes of the dependent, making them feel as if she could look into your soul, caused many to reveal their guilt. After answering her carefully worded qu...
I hated work parties but couldn't get out of this one. Since being promoted to executive administrative assistant to the V.P. of sales it was mandatory for me to attend these events. It was the summer and so we were at a Muskoka resort called Whispering Trails or something like that. It was the first evening of activities and so after a dinner in the banquet...
"You don't belong here." Four words. Four words were all it took to crumble the illusion. She could see the pieces shatter around her like broken porcelain knocked carelessly from a kitchen table, lying on the ground with an air of minor irritation. Suddenly, she could see the farce of the thin women teetering on thinner heels in sparking dresses that made t...
"My god! You horrible, slutty bitch! What are you doing with that girl?" Ted shouted. I had been sleeping, and was startled awake to hear him yelling these terrible things, then opened my eyes to see him standing at the foot of our bed, with an extremely angry expression on his face. I briefly noticed movement in the hall outside the bedroom, but my attent...
Many thanks to Kitty Pain for first editing and improving this story. Additional thanks to Hockey25 for further improvements. It had been three weeks, and Eugene was ready to explode. He had tried everything, from subtle hints to fancy dinners. Nothing worked, so he got more direct. Tonight, he had coated his approach in flattery, with a touch of humor, r...
After their initial sexual foray, Anne, Wanda and Astrid headed for the play room. Astrid had heard about Anne's Dungeon, and wanted to see it for herself. She looked in awe at the cage, the class setting, the bed in the center of the room, but spent most of her time gazing at the chains and the X-Cross on the far wall. "Astrid, honey, what is your pleasure...
The name is Veronique Angel. I'm a six-foot-three, busty and big-bottomed, voluptuous Black woman of Jamaican descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I'm the top lawyer on the legal defense team working with the world-famous Massachusetts General Hospital. I love my job. Especially when it's time to take on life and death decisions. Ye...