© 2021, All rights reserved -- mimaster
Alex guides Ashley; Christina has a hotwife house party.
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Thursday afternoon, March 21st
Alex glanced at his phone, shaking his head. He put it in his pocket before returning his attention to the kids in his charge, making sure they were all still accounted for.
He was at the Long Beach Aquarium, chaperoning a field trip for his children's school. Even though his kids were two years apart, they were in the same group so he could be with both of them, one of the perks for volunteering to help on the trip. He and another chaperone were watching over twelve kids in total. He was having an incredible time, but he was becoming increasingly distracted by the phone buzzing in his back pocket. At least he'd had the good sense to turn off the ringer.
When he pulled it out again, only to put it right back, he got called out on it.
"You know, if you're not going to bother answering it, you should just turn it off. You're not at work."
"I'm
always
at work, Sabrina."
"That's a problem, Alex. Your kids have to come first. Miguel won't even bring his cell in with him if he's doing one of these trips. He leaves it in his truck."
"No offense, but I would imagine it's a little easier to get away that if you're a contractor."
"Miguel is currently juggling a dozen different projects. He might be in a laborer profession, but his clients are no less demanding than yours. People are people. He still knows what his priorities are."
Sabrina Lopez was a friend, as was her husband Miguel. Their son Roberto, who went by Bobby, was Tommy's best friend. They lived in the same gated community. Indeed, Miguel's business was doing very well to live in such an affluent community.
Alex made sure he and Sabrina got to be in the same tour group. She was smart, funny, and stunning to look at. She was the epitome of his fantasy for that of a hot Latina babe, and that image was further fueled by some information Tommy had innocently shared that morning. Alex wasn't going to press her about it. He didn't want to ruin the great time they were having. All in all, he could think of worse ways to spend his afternoon than with an attractive, curvaceous woman who dressed in ways that tastefully showed off her ample assets.
"I'd turn it off, but I have a case that got dumped on me. Well, that's harsh. It wasn't dumped... I saw it coming. Cassie had a baby yesterday. I didn't want to cancel on the field trip, so I'm handling the final phase of the settlement for her from afar."
"Not very well. Just answer the phone and get it over with."
"I'm sure it's nothing. Maggie's just being paranoid."
"I'll say. She's called ten times." The phone went off again, and he looked at it out of habit. "Eleven. Answer it."
"I'm turning it off. It's nothing," he chuckled seconds before the text came through.
3:42 PM
911. Call me ASAP. Trouble with Davenport.
"Then again, maybe this is worse than I feared. Can you watch the brood, Sabrina. I think I do have to make a call."
"Okay. But when you come back, you're putting that thing away for good. We've only got forty-five minutes left."
"You have my word."
He steeled away, off in an alcove away from the noise. Dialing, he waited. Maggie seemingly answered before it rang.
"Why the fuck aren't you answering your phone!"
"Hello to you too."
"Seriously, Alex!"
"Ha!"
"What's so funny!? There's nothing funny about this!"
"The first time you've ever called me Alex, and you're yelling at me. That's funny. And I wasn't answering because I'm with my kids. If you would have texted or left a message, then..."
"We can discuss future contact rules later. We've got a problem."
"What's that?"
"It's Ashley Davenport. I'm a hundred percent certain she just fucked Judge Austin. Literally fucked him."
"C'mon Maggie," he chuckled, trying to not let on that he'd set up that interaction.
"I waited in the back of the courtroom until I knew I'd be obvious sitting there alone. So, I staked out the entrance to his court from the hallway. She came out from his side door... she was in his chambers."
"I already know that. You told me she asked to meet with him after we settled. Why would you think they fucked?"
"One, I could tell her clothes were on different. She'd looked disheveled... trust me, I've been there. I've done the walk of shame many times. This wasn't going home at the end of a weekend in same clothes you wore to start it, but the walk is the same. This was one of those frantic, rushed fucks. She was flushed."
"It's your imagination."
"I saw her, Alex."
"You saw her...
fucking
him."
"No. I saw her in the window... she was at the Marriott across the street from the office this morning. In a hotel room. She was naked, masturbating. She was showing off to the world, like it was a show. She was right across from our office. You would have had a front row seat if you'd have been looking out your window. "
He swallowed hard, a sweat coming over him. But he covered well, saying, "Aw, jeez. Maggie. Would you listen to yourself?"
"I took pictures of her from the lounge window. I didn't know it was her in court. I just had a feeling like I'd seen her before. It wasn't until she asked to meet in chambers that I figured it out. I think she was with him at the hotel this morning too. I think she fucked him before... and then did it again afterwards to get him to change the deal."
"Maggie, stop. I've know Jack Austin for years. We went to law school together. He is anything but unethical. I'd stake my life on it. If he's fucking her, good for him. God knows he could use it. The man's been through hell and back because of that divorce. But there's no way he's changing the deal after it was entered on the record. It would be the end of his judicial career."
"And fucking an attorney that appears before him wouldn't?"
"No. Mind you, it probably wouldn't be viewed favorably, but it won't get him removed from the bench. Likely a reprimand. If what you say is true, I'm willing to bet we'll get a notice within the next week that she's off his docket going forward. But that's a pretty big if."
"I'm not crazy, Alex. And I'm not wrong. I'll show you the pictures I took of her tomorrow. It was definitely her in that hotel. It all makes sense. "
"Trust me, I can't wait to see them. She's damn attractive. And apparently kinky. But that doesn't mean it makes sense, and it certainly isn't proof that they fucked."
"If you say so. But they absolutely did."
"Okay, I'll take your word for it. We still don't have anything to worry about. Emily won. Get back to the office and call her already. You should have done that hours ago."
"I stayed because I knew something was up."
"But your job was to take care of her, not concern yourself with silly suspicions."
Her anger was rising. He wasn't seeing the big picture. "My job is to protect
you
, Alex. And I always will."
"Maggie..."
"I'm serious. You're my responsibility. You entrusted me to handle this for you and the firm. But you first. You need to know I have your back... always."
"You know, you're right. Thanks. Look, I'm going to go finish this field trip. There's... forty minutes left," he said as he glanced at his watch. "Please, go back to the office. Call Emily. She needs to get the good news soon. The longer you wait, the more she'll worry."
"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Thanks Maggie. And I
