Simone Chandler reclined in her high-backed leather chair, her buttocks perched on the edge of the seat cushion. Her shoes and panties lay discarded on the plush carpet nearby and she propped her stocking feet on the corners of her desk, giving young Erica Tan access to her vulva. Erica nuzzled her face up against Simone's vagina, nose grazing her hooded clitoris and tongue wriggling up between her moist sex lips. The third-year law student raised her head for a second, her sparkling brown eyes seeking out Simone's. "I love your pussy, Mrs. Chandler. I hope this be one of my regular assignments. That is--I mean, if I get the clerkship?"
Simone raised an eyebrow, answering with a curt nod and a small smile.
"Oh, goody!" Erica batted her eyelashes and covered Simone's velvety pussy mound with her soft mouth again.
This one was not nearly so guileless as she pretended, and she was mistaken if she thought Simone was taken in for an instant. Erica came highly recommended by Simone's good friend and occasional lover Marianne Ross, Dean of Desoto State University School of Law.
I think you'll find Miss Tan a compelling applicant in every important respect,
Marianne had wryly included in her cover note to Erica's CV.
The Dean had, as always, a gift for understatement.
Such a rare beauty,
Simone had thought when Erica had first entered her office an hour ago. She stood a little over five feet tall and must have weighed less than one hundred pounds. Her attire--pinstripe navy skirt suit paired with matching leather pumps, ecru blouse, and white stockings--matched her reserved, professional demeanor. Her long straight black hair was held smoothly in place by a simple pearl clasp at the nape of her neck. Early in the session, she'd sat primly in the occasional chair facing Simone's desk, leaning slightly forward with her hands clasped in her lap and her knees together. She responded adroitly to every question, her dark-eyed gaze never wavering from Simone's. Her answers were brief and on point, with occasional excursions into some arcane detail of precedent to better illustrate the breadth of her understanding of contract law.
Simone expected no less from one of Ross's star students. Marianne was Simone's oldest friend in the city. Together the pair of eighteen-year-olds had fucked their way through the faculty and student body of the exclusive Stonehall Academy. After graduation Simone had gone off to Europe, pursuing her brief modeling career, while Marianne had gone straight on to college. She'd accepted the prestigious appointment at DeSoto following a meteoric career in criminal law.
What the two women had shared in their youth, and to this day, were unbounded sexual appetites and the laser-focus to channel their aggressive sensuality to advance themselves while living out their libidinous fantasies. It was Dean Ross's practice to select one or two of the most brilliant and appealing second-year law students each term for private honors study. After training them to her deliciously corrupt tastes she would pass them on to Simone for further "career development."
Marianne Ross kept Simone supplied with fresh, willing young pussy. In return, Simone made out fat tax-deductible checks to her
alma mater
. The arrangement suited them both very well.
"There's no doubt you have the intellect to do well here," Simone had said after talking to Erica for twenty minutes. "But, as I'm sure Marianne has told you, it takes some special qualities to make a good fit for this firm."
"Yes, Ma'am." Erica had stood up, placed her briefcase on her chair, and stripped naked. As Simone had suspected, the girl had worn no undergarments. She moved gracefully and almost modestly. When she had rested one tiny foot on the chair to unsnap a stocking from her garter and roll it down her slim thigh and Simone had caught a first fleeting glimpse of her round little pussy mound and perfect little slit, the older woman's mouth had gone dry with lust.
The inviting way in which Erica's pert little butt waggled back and forth while she sucked pussy suggested that she was accustomed to being on the receiving end of some hot action while going down on someone. It wasn't difficult to imagine the Dean putting together an advanced curriculum for her, probably including a rotating lineup of studs to plug her pussy while she sucked her mentor off--or Marianne herself using her big two-headed dildo to drill her protégé from behind while Erica sucked some adjunct professor's cock. Simone made a mental note to congratulate her old friend for turning out yet another in a long line of fuck-happy young attorneys-in-waiting.
Erica inhaled deeply of Simone's fragrance, her talented tongue tracing a slow circle around the interior of her prospective employer's vaginal canal and moving ever deeper inside. Erica loved sucking cunt as much as she loved wrapping her own pussy around a fat cock, and the flavor of Simone's creamy pussy juice delighted her. Determined as she was to secure a coveted internship at Travis & Chandler, she was counting on her passion for pussy as a crucial advantage in her presentations to the senior partners. It had served her excellently in her three-year relationship with Professor Ross.
Erica had indeed earned the clerk position at this point, but Simone didn't see a need to tell her that just yet. There was no reason to take the competitive edge off of this little doll's eagerness to please. That wouldn't be fair to Burke, who was scheduled to spend the afternoon testing the limits of Erica's performance. Simone planned to watch while her husband fucked the girl. Taking Burke's monstrous cock for the first time changed a woman, as Simone well remembered.
Simone Laurencio had been born in New Derby but had finished her education in Europe. Her American mother was the scion of a dynastic political family, her father the founder of one of the premier fashion houses of Europe. He had built a vast fortune starting from nothing more than a considerable fortune--his share of the illicit wealth of one of the Continent's most infamous crime families.
In other words, her parents seemed well-suited for one another. Yet the marriage had lasted all of three years, and Simone had arrived at her father's island estate off the Italian coast with no memory of him at all. His magnetism had overwhelmed her. She had always followed where her heart and her cunt led her and saw no reason to make an exception for her own father. Late in the evening on her first day under his roof, she visited his bedchamber. Inspired by his nubile, whorish daughter, the old man found himself again the stallion of his youth and they fucked until dawn.
Young Simone thought herself wickedly sophisticated. She quickly discovered the extent of her naiveté. She'd never been ass-fucked; Father preferred it. So did a number of his friends, especially when the ass in question was that of a slim blonde American beauty who never appeared to tire of anal penetration. Simone became a favorite attraction at orgies on the Laurencio estate. Men lined up to take her at poolside, two at a time, one in her asshole while she sucked out the second man's load.
Simone met Burke Chandler when Travis Legal Group sent him to her father to finalize some contracts. Burke was a newly-minted partner at the firm, and ambitious. He was also married. Simone supposed that her own ruthlessness in pursuit of what she wanted was genetic, and therefore hardly a thing for which she could be blamed. So after spending a week taking the most magnificent cock she'd ever encountered in every way that she could think of, she decided that the wife back in America was only a minor obstacle to be pushed aside.
Burke himself was a thoroughgoing pragmatist. He recognized that with Simone's help he could leverage the Laurencios' vast holdings and influence in both legitimate businesses and the underworld to advance his career back home. Her rapacious sexuality and abilities could also be turned to his immediate advantage in the offices of Travis Law.
Upon returning to the United States at Burke's side as his newlywed second wife, and at his instigation, Simone set about seducing founding partner Alexander Travis. Burke considered that the old boy was much too long in the tooth to keep holding the reins of power at the firm as tightly as he did. After all, hadn't his doctors cautioned him, after his minor stroke, to avoid undue exertion?
