"You have court tomorrow morning at nine before Judge Keith, the Martin case, then Wednesday you have an appointment with Mrs. Teller to go over her the terms of her divorce."
"Mm, hm." I mumbled as I listened to Emily tick off my weekly task list. It was a Monday habit so I'd have a clearer picture about what to look forward too. It didn't hurt that seeing her beautiful face first thing in the morning was more of a pick me up than any coffee could give me. I realized she'd stopped talking and looked at me with her head cocked to one side. "Oh, sorry. Mrs. Teller rubs me the wrong way."
"If I may be frank, she's past her prime and thanks to catching her soon to be ex husband in the act she's looking to not only walk away with half of what she never earned, but to squeeze his balls until he screams. She's devious, vicious, and ruthless."
"Exactly, and her suggestion that we hire a private investigator to root out any other possible indiscretions was a little too much for me. He's offered to split everything as evenly as possible to keep it quiet but she won't leave things that simply."
"She might be less vindictive if he'd been caught with another woman." Emily smirked and quickly wiggled her expression into something more businesslike.
It was my turn to laugh. Mr. Teller had been found in the arms of Mrs. Teller's long time hairdresser, a gentleman named Tommaso Mancini, real name of Thomas Mason from Denver.
"Lunch?"
"Hmm?" I looked up to find Emily had uncrossed her legs leaving me with a clear view up her skirt. She once again wore garter and stockings and neglected panties beneath her short camelhair skirt. Her pink lips pouted in the morning light.
I stared like a dog in a butcher's window. Neither of us mentioned the headache she'd assisted me with over a week prior, continuing as if nothing at all had happened, now here she was spread eagle in front of me asking if I wanted to eat her out. Unconsciously I licked my lips which caused the corner of her lips to lift. She leaned forward and set her tablet on the edge of the desk and hitched the skirt up over her hips and beckoned me around the desk. I rose and stepped around my desk as she lifted her legs draping them over the arms of the leather chair laying herself wide open to me. I fell on her like a starving man, kissing and nipping her her exposed thighs before delving deep into her folds.
"Mmm." She moaned softly as I licked my way up and down her lips teasing her clit with each pass. Her fingers laced into my hair and I felt myself being directed slowly up to her clit which I proceeded to suckle and lick. Her breathing was shallow and hoarse as I worked her over. I ran my hand up the soft silky fabric covering her thigh finally hitting the heated flesh above and slid my middle finger into her. She let out a high pitched squeal pursing her lips to keep it quiet as I pressed deeply before curling it upward and drawing it back as I lashed at her clit with the tip my tongue. I felt a thump and her ass lifted slightly off the chair.
"Yesss!" She hissed. Her legs began to quiver and she thrust her hips forward pressing harder against my tongue. I stroked my finger back and forth drawing her out as her orgasm ripped through her. She began making tight lipped mewing noises as her hips pressed forward. Eventually she relaxed, her bottom lowering to the seat as I licked her clean then licked my finger clean.
"Since you've already started with an appetizer. I was thinking of ordering from the deli on the corner if you'd like something else to go with that." She asked, her voice low and sexy.
I let out a low chuckle. "I'll have what your having."
"Good. When I get back we can finish with your calendar over turkey clubs then I can have you for dessert." She smiled down at me as I licked my lips.
She straightened out her wardrobe and stepped out of my office. True to her word she knocked on my door half an hour later.
"Come in." I called.
Emily sauntered in with a paper bag and her tablet. She set the bag on the corner of the desk.
"Best turkey club in town." She set out the sandwiches and chips and offered up one of the diet colas she'd ordered to go with it.
"I'm curious about something."
Her mouth quirked as she pulled up the chair and unwrapped her lunch. She didn't offer anything or inquire as to what was puzzling me so I just barreled ahead hoping I wasn't about to ruin what was becoming a good thing.
"The aspirin," I felt suddenly self conscious and stuttered, "and appetizer. Is there an ulterior motive I should be concerned about?"
She chewed her bite but the humor in her expression was obvious. "I'm just trying to do my best to make work a pleasant experience for everyone involved." She took another bite, her eyes turning feral as she chewed. I turned that response over in my mind as I ate. There was another knock on the door and before I could speak the door cracked open.
I swallowed fast. "Mr. Cain. Come in."
"What's with the Mr. Cain business? Call me Ray when we're not with clients." He smiled as he walked towards the desk taking in the scene. "You know we allow you to take a full hour lunch since you're a partner here, right Rob?"
"Oh I know. Ms. Lucas and I were just going over my schedule for this week, and suggested lunch from the deli down the street."
"They do make a great sandwich." He said. "How are you getting along Emily?"
"I'm doing great. Rob is really great to work with."
"Good. I'm glad you're acclimating well. The pace is a little different than college. You surprised your mother and I asking if you could work here for a year before starting law school."
I felt my heart jump into my throat.
"Well I figured I could get a little real world experience up front and see if I really want to go down this path."
"That's what she said as well. I have no doubt you'll do wonderfully." He turned back to me. "Rob I was wondering if you would be able to make a quick run down to Tampa next week for a case we're working on. The client won't come to us and wants to handle everything by text, but we really need to make an effort to interview them in person before we proceed with their case. It wouldn't be more than a day or two."
Emily had already turned her tablet on and started tapping away.
