As an accountant, I was used to dealing with most clients by phone. I would imagine a woman client who sounded young - to be hot, available, and an easy score, but when that ultimate meeting eventually took place, it was always a disappointment.
Having settled into a very successful practice, and a very happy marriage, my desire for that hot client over the phone no longer seemed to ever come up. But, a newly referred woman named Tammy, got those old juices flowing.
Tammy was involved in a business matter and had been severely taken advantage of by her employer. She initially told me the story of her inexperienced and innocent dealings, and unfortunate monetary losses due to a company and its owner's who had screwed her out of contract obligations and a good amount of money.
Despite the above, she sounded very intelligent, and had a very articulate way of expressing herself. Of course, not knowing what she looked like over the phone, I pictured a ballet dancer type body, in her 20's, in a corporate suit, long blonde hair, and an ivy league education.
Having grown up a New York City kid, I had fit the mold of all my high school and college buddies. A wife, three kids and a house in the suburbs. My marriage was great, and my sex life was more than adequate, although without much adventure.
My large office staff, was comprised of lawyers and accountants of all ages, shapes and sizes and an office staff, of various abilities and status. While my mind would sometimes wander to the secretary or two down the hall, nothing ever came close to causing me to stray... although the opportunities seemed to present themselves from time to time.
Over the months, I had occasional phone consultations with Tammy, and was always impressed with her ability to help me tackle the issues of her case. She forwarded me important documents and evidence as the matter progressed, and I truly enjoyed assisting her.
Tammy had become increasingly comfortable with me over the phone, and in one conversation offered some personal information about herself. She explained that she had once been approached by a former co-worker who made an aggressive move on her. She explained that although she was interested in getting this guy into bed, she resisted so as not to compromise her reputation in the office.
Having broken the ice, I asked her more about her personal life. I was shocked to learn that she had a seven year old child, was never married, and had never been college educated. She told me she loved to dance, would occasionally go to bars alone, and was in search of "action" as she put it. I still had no idea what she looked like, but the time had come as she made an appointment to come up to the office to sign some necessary documents.
For some reason, I refused to accept that Tammy wouldn't meet my expectations. She was due any minute, and my heart was pumping at an extra beat in anticipation. This sweet, intelligent, sexy voice had most recently told me about her restraint despite her desire to get laid and her search for "action".
In walked Tammy! She was hot, sexy and gorgeous, but not close to the image I had created. She was a light skinned black woman, with long black wavy hair and beautiful facial features. She was in fact, 24 years old, and had the most amazing body. Her tight white belly cropped shirt revealed awesome tits and cleavage, and her thin waste and toned legs were perfectly displayed under her short skirt and by her high heels.
Tammy sat in the chair across my desk. We talked for an hour and our comfort with each other continued. In fact, an hour went by and we hadn't been talking business, but basically traded our life stories.
She was a regular southern girl from a rough neighborhood, who managed to keep herself clean. She had a kid at age 17, but so did everyone she knew. She had managed to rent her own home, and raise her son without any family assistance.
