It had been almost a year since she had seduced her professor in his office and gotten him to admit to his continuing desire for her body, just as she desired his. Unfortunately, her classwork had gotten in the way of going any further with that enjoyable fun. Instead, she was left with the unpleasant work of securing an internship that would help her to find her way in the legal world. And since her grades were less than stellar in most of her classes, there was only one internship available. A clerk in the chambers of Judge Jonathan Stone: a judge she had never heard of who had only been elected that year. Apparently he got in mostly on his good looks and charming personality, but the fact that his opponent was completely corrupt didn't help matters either. Thankfully, since there was a dearth of people banging down his door, he accepted her application sight unseen and was instructed to arrive for work on Wednesday next week for the first week of her internship.
Bella had no idea how she should dress for her first day, so she decided on a fairly conservative outfit, although very little would appear conservative on her curvaceous and lust inspiring frame. Her blouse, although buttoned all the way up, strained and pulled against her full bust; her skirt, while ankle length, could not be counted upon to completely ignore the supple curve of her hips and buttocks. At least she was able to find a pair of conservative shoes that only had the barest of heels on them. After getting dressed she grabbed her notepad and portfolio and boarded the subway to the courthouse.
While on the subway, she couldn't avoid thinking back to her most enjoyable ride on the train. Just thinking about it led her to become aroused and excited, leading her to pull her notepad and portfolio close to her chest. She looked around, thankful that the car was just about empty so that there was no chance anyone would see her flushed face and get any untoward ideas. Thankfully, the trip passed quickly and uneventfully and she left the train and walked up the stairs to the surface, a cool wind blowing down the street and refreshing her, thereby letting her regain her composure.
She walked into the courthouse and gave her information to the bailiffs on duty. After having her name checked off, she easily passed through the metal detector and went up to the fourth floor where the newly minted Judge Stone held court. She took a deep breath and walked swiftly down the hall, hoping that her air of confidence would dispel any feelings of inadequacy, both on the Judge's part and on her own. She opened the door and was surprised to see just a single man in the office wearing a well-tailored suit.
He was tall and narrow shouldered, almost lanky in a way. He didn't appear weak, but wiry and had an air about him that would lead one to believe that he could handle himself in a fight. He had sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes that seemed to pierce right through Bella. Any air of composure she had was lost in an instant after seeing him standing there. She tried desperately to keep her mind on the task at hand but only managed to picture him in various states of undress doing various erotic things to her. She had no doubt that her fair skin was turning quite red as he looked her square in the eyes.
"You must be Isabella. I'm John Stone. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Hel, hello," Bella stammered. "Please, call me Bella Judge Stone."
"Only if you call me John."
Bella cursed silently to herself. Not only was she already having sexual daydreams within the first two minutes of her internship, but they were about her boss. This was not going to be easy. "Of course, John."
John took the opportunity to show her around the office and give her a series of tasks to take care of, mostly looking over briefs that had been submitted by counsel and ensuring that the appropriate law was being applied in the opinions provided by Judge Stone. He further explained that due to the close nature of his election and his lack of experience, he wasn't given the budget that most judges had to provide for a full staff. As such, Bella was going to be the main clerk and he hoped she wouldn't mind occasionally working late nights and weekends.
At hearing this, Bella's mind began to race again. The thought of spending late nights with him was making her mouth almost water. She wasn't sure if this was just happenstance, or perhaps John was feeling an urge for her as well. Regardless, she knew that she would have to try and nudge things in the right direction. It had been too long since she had some illicit fun and it was leading to her feeling a bit frustrated sexually.
The court day passed smoothly enough. There weren't any major problems in the courtroom, aside from a criminal defendant deciding he wanted to represent himself and becoming belligerent when Judge Stone insisted that a public defender be appointed to assist. Otherwise, Bella was able to look over at the Judge and try to decide what kind of special fetishes he had. Perhaps he was a leg man, or maybe an ass man? She eventually decided that she would play the odds on this one and assume that he had a particular desire for a full-breasted woman. Even if he didn't, most men didn't mind seeing a well-endowed woman. Just as she was starting to come up with a way to casually undo one of the buttons on her blouse, Judge Stone gaveled court to adjournment and Bella hurriedly gathered her things to follow him back to his chambers.
"You did a fine job today. I wonder if I might impose on you though. I know that you still have a full load of classes, but I wonder if you might have time to come in and help go through some of the caseload on Friday night. That way you'll have the whole weekend for your classwork and we can still get everything done that we need to. Is that okay?" Bella nodded and looked away slightly so that he couldn't see her softly licking her lips. It was almost unconscious, but she couldn't help thinking of the opportunity that she was being presented with. He wished her a good day and she reciprocated the farewell in a fog of thought and desire.
***Friday Night***
Bella walked toward the courthouse after leaving the subway with a sense of purpose. Since the clubs were on the same subway line, her somewhat more subdued outfit didn't attract much notice. She only hoped that Judge Stone would notice when she walked in. Her skirt was significantly shorter this time; a pale grey set off by cable knit silk stockings held up by a black garter belt. Her blouse was a soft cream that stretched taut over her breasts. The cool night air enticed her nipples to full arousal through her thin black bra. She had left the top two buttons undone, hoping such a view might drive Judge Stone to distraction. She was silently grateful that she had been given a staff pass and was able to enter the courthouse through the side entrance, thus bypassing the night bailiffs who would no doubt wonder why a woman dressed as she was had decided to come to the courthouse tonight.
She got off the elevator at the fourth floor and slowly walked down to the judge's chambers. Her three inch heels clicked along the marble hallway, the sound echoing in her ears with each step raising the level of excitement she felt in the pit of her stomach. She only hoped that she was able to use her charms to get what she wanted. Before she opened the door, she licked her lips one last time, tasting the shimmering lip gloss over her cherry red lipstick, knowing in her mind how they must be shining in the fluorescent lights of the courthouse. She opened the door and stood for a moment as she saw Judge Stone hard at work at his desk.
"Bella," he said without looking up. "I'm glad you're finally here. We can....." His words trailed off as he looked up and saw her standing there. The slightest hint of cleavage was visible under her blouse, the lines of her stocking impeccably straight down her firm and supple legs. Bella smiled as she knew he was already letting his mind wander. This would be a very fun night.
"Yes, we can get started John. I'll make sure to get right to work for you. What do you need done first?" He absentmindedly gestured to a stack of motions that needed to be proofread for both grammar and law. She sat down at her desk, directly across from his, and began to go through the paperwork. She picked up a pen and absentmindedly tapped it against her teeth. She glanced up every so often and saw him occasionally glancing back, but every time her eyes met his he quickly averted his gaze and redoubled his concentration. She began to suck on the end of the pen every so often, her glistening lips pursed around the pen cap, feeling his gaze linger a bit more as she did this. His eyes almost felt like they were boring into her and the feeling only led to her becoming wetter and wetter, a slight damp spot forming on the front of her black silk panties.
After about an hour, she had finished going over the motions and got up to bring them over to the judge. She stood over him and as he looked up she took a deep breath as if relaxing after a hard bit of work. In reality, she knew that as she inhaled her breasts pressed ever more invitingly against her blouse, the buttons straining to withhold her supple bust. John swallowed hard and unconsciously licked his lips. He thanked her for her quick work and handed her a habeas petition to look over and familiarize herself with.
"Do you mind if I close the door?" Judge Stone jumped as he heard her ask her question. "The buzzing of the fluorescent bulbs outside is distracting me. Since you only have compact bulbs in here, it's a lot quieter with the door shut."
Judge Stone swallowed hard. There was a part of him that desperately wanted to keep that door open, to preserve a greater possibility of not following through on the ideas that were starting to enter his mind. In the end, he gave more credence to his willpower and said it was fine. "I'll apologize in advance though. I haven't figured out the doors yet and so I think it's going to lock automatically." Bella turned quickly and smiled to herself. She could feel her nipples harden as she shut the door, her arousal growing stronger by the minute.
