Loving the Law, or
The Secretary, the Paralegal, and the Aforementioned Secretary's Daughter
Lindsay walked in and shut the door. It was time. She had seen the way Chris stared at her - how could she not? Sure, he'd tried to be professional, tried to look her directly in the eyes when they talked, but she could still tell - could tell that he wanted to throw her on his desk and show her what he REALLY thought of her. She would have known this even if he hadn't occasionally let his eyes dart to her breasts or her legs when he thought she wasn't looking. Ah, but she was. She caught it every single time. She even caught it when, as she walked out of his office, always quickly, but with an unmistakable wiggle and shimmy, his eyes lingered and he involuntarily sighed. How did she know? A woman knows.
And even if a woman acts like she minds...she really doesn't. She loves it when a man notices her for how she looks. What, does she work out, does she curl her hair, does she pick out form-fitting clothes...all so that men WON'T notice her?
No. Lindsay wanted to be noticed. She never made it obvious, of course, but there was no denying that ever since Chris had arrived and she began working for him, her morning rituals had taken on a greater level of importance. It was as if dressing up for Chris was just as important, if not more important, than dressing for Carl, her husband of nearly 15 years.
And, let's be honest - wasn't that part of the issue? Carl was great. He'd been her rock for many years. But he just wasn't new any more. They'd built a nice life together, raising their preteen son and Lindsay's daughter from her first, ill-fated marriage, Janine. It was a nice life, but it wasn't an exciting life.
Chris changed all that. He swept into her life at a time when she was starting to doubt that she was still attractive to men - especially young men. She wondered, when she went out with her daughter, who'd just turned 20, if the boys and men who eyed Janine like a tasty morsel even noticed her. Even Carl seemed to perk up whenever Janine's friends came around, but was not the tiger in the sack that he'd been when they first married. Was it her? Was she to blame? Could she bring the magic back?
Chris made her forget all these questions. Instead of questioning her worth, she questioned whether or not she could remain faithful in the face of the obvious attraction between she and Chris. Chris wanted her; that was for sure. And, well, she wanted him. There was no denying that, either. But was it worth it? Worth it to jeopardize her mannered professionalism? Worth it to break her vows? In the final analysis, she decided that it was.
And that is why she had walked into his office today and shut the door.
...Down the hall, Angie was on the phone with her supervisor, idly stroking the inside of her left thigh with her right hand. As the supervisor droned on about, um, something, Angie thought about how long it had been since she'd been with a man who truly excited her...
Chris looked up from the brief he was editing and turned to Lindsay with sort of a questioning look on his face. "What's up?" he asked. "Do you need to get a file?" Glancing at the clock on his computer screen, he said, "It's after five, what are you still doing here?"
Lindsay put one finger to her lips and whispered, "Shhhh." Struck by inspiration, she slid that finger down, until it was between her lips, and then slowly licked and sucked it. Chris was riveted. She walked over to him and placed her moistened finger against her lips.
Moment of truth.
Once Chris had parted his lips, she slid her finger inside. He sucked it, making her wonder how he would later handle her nipples and her clitoris. She didn't plan on waiting too long to find out. But first...
She pushed his chair back with her foot and kneeled before him. Chris may have been initially shocked by her actions, but he had apparently become emboldened, because, as he unzipped his pants, preparing to fish out the first new adult penis she had seen in YEARS, he said, "Is this what you want? Are you sure you're ready for this?"
"Mmmm, yeah," Lindsay replied. "I am SO ready." Lindsay thought he would pull it out, but instead, he said, "Well come get it." She obediently reached inside his pants and gripped his warm, stiffening tool. Pulling it out, she saw that even semi-erect, Chris's penis was already longer and thicker than Carl's "little log," as she had come to call it.
Not wanting to spare any more time, Lindsay went to town on Chris's lovely rod. Licked. Sucked. Slurped. Gobbled. You name it - she did it ALL. It was so amazing getting to know this new man's penis - it's smell, it's taste, it's texture, what made it pulse and tremble...