The conclusion has a bit of a longer set-up before the fun begins, but only to explain how the four of us made it to Miami Beach a few weeks after the file room play in New Orleans.
It was only a couple weeks after our group session in the file room that a long-postponed document production came up. I have a client in south Florida who had several claims against them which were dormant while the plaintiff sorted some things out internally. We were in no hurry to defend the claims and had agreed to stay the litigation.
About a week after New Years, I got a call from opposing counsel stating that they were ready to go forward with discovery, starting with document requests that he was emailing me as we spoke. I had already prepared my client for the work that I expected. We had prepared a spreadsheet of the potentially responsive boxes in their off-site document storage and the persons who had material related to the ship involved in the claim.
The document request was about as expected. I had recently lost my paralegal to another firm which offered to pay her more than she was worth, but they were willing to pay more for her Polish language skills. I needed a competent paralegal to manage this production and supervise the attorneys who would be examining the files. Lauren came to mind. We hadn't hooked up since the night in the file room in New Orleans after the trial. Her comments had been in my head. I had run into her several times and had coffee one afternoon in which we both engaged in serious flirting.
I went down to her office to see if Lauren was available for a week in Ft. Lauderdale in late January. Like everyone in the rainy northwest she was eager to leave town for someplace warm and dry. Lauren told me that she was looking forward to spending time with me. Pushing the envelope quite a bit, I asked her if she would be interested in cutting down on the costs of the trip by sharing a room. Lauren didn't blink an eye before she agreed. I thought her nipples popped through her blouse when I asked.
I also needed help reviewing the expected 700 boxes of documents and interviewing about 15 employees. Much of the review work would be done by a few temporary paralegals that Lauren would arrange, but I needed two other lawyers to interview employees and work on the more important boxes. If we had motivated temps, and the necessary supervision, the project could be done in a week.
My thoughts turned to Sarah and Marie. They were both junior associates and didn't have significant experience on this type of production, but they were bright and could learn fast. Plus I was interested in seeing what Marie might be up for and whether Sarah might go for it again.
Getting them on the project was another issue as they worked for my New Orleans co-counsel. I first had to get them on board, so I called Sarah's office. She picked up. After a couple minutes of innocuous pleasantries, I got to the point and explained the project, then suggested that she and Marie might be the two associates.
Sarah knew immediately where this was going. "There's a couple men in our lives who will be envious and want to tag along, but if I remember right that is the week that their krewe is putting final preparations on their floats, so they won't be able to get away. My dear friend Marie would love some private away time too, let me see if she is free."
"And Marie would be okay with perhaps Lauren and myself joining in?"
"Funny that you should worry about that. After Marie's brother left she came over while the boys were golfing and we talked about what happened. And did a lot of talking while naked in my hot tub about watching you and Lauren, and what she missed out on after she left. Marie is 100% on board and wants to catch up on what she missed. So let me see if she can get away too."
"Please do, and then I can coordinate with John (my local counsel). Any suggestions on how to get him to agree?"
"It's been a little slow in the litigation department this winter, your trial was the highlight. He would probably love to have a couple of his associates billed out at premium rates for a 50 hour week plus travel" Sarah replied.
"Got it, confirm with Marie and I can then ask John."
Sarah called back 2 minutes later. "We're in. Just remember what I said about where this can go (i.e. she wouldn't have intercourse but everything else was ok). Give John a call, I'm pretty sure he is in the office today."
I told Sarah that to save costs she could share a room with Marie. She interrupted me to say that was already their plan. We laughed, and I told her Lauren and I would also be sharing a room.
With my team in place I gave John a call. His only request was for the case details so he could run a conflicts check and for us to keep them in mind for future projects. Things must really be quiet for the firm, as I had expected him to ask for a formal role in the case.
I liaised with my client to bring him up to speed. He was happy to use two New Orleans associates who billed at a lower rate than my firm's costs, and who had a shorter flight which meant less time billed traveling. I then booked flights for me and Lauren, both hotels rooms, and emailed Sarah with the details so she could book their flights.
We had a conference call the Friday before the trip and spent two hours going over the facts, the goal of the production, the documents we would be reviewing, the process for reviewing and the expected schedule. I had Fedex'd the document requests and some pleadings to New Orleans earlier in the week to give Marie and Sarah background. I omitted any plans for sexual play but did tell them that I anticipated getting out a few nights after work, perhaps to a Heat game or for dinner. Everyone seemed aligned with the plan.
I met Lauren at the Sea-Tac on Sunday morning and arrived in Miami, via Dallas, around 8 pm. By the time we collected our bags, got the rental car and drove to our hotel in Miami Beach it was after 9:30. It was late and I was hungry. I suggested that we call it a night so that we would be fresh in the morning but told them to do as they wanted. Marie and Sarah had arrived a few hours earlier and were out to dinner when we arrived. We had arranged to meet at 7:30 am on Monday morning for anyone who wanted breakfast, or at 8:30 am in the lobby to go over to the client's office.
Lauren and I checked into our room. It was good sized with an ocean view. Sarah and Marie were down the hall. I suggested to Lauren that we order some room service. After we ordered, I told her that I always felt dirty after traveling on an airplane and was going to take a quick shower. She said she felt the same way, but wanted to eat first and started to unpack. I jumped in the shower and was finished before the food arrived. We ate fairly quietly, talking mostly about the production ahead.
When we were done I pushed the food cart into the hall and returned to the room. I was wearing one of the hotel robes and my boxers. "Let me brush my teeth and I'll let you have the bathroom" I told Lauren.
"No problem," she said, "I'll just get my things."
I was finishing rinsing my mouth when Lauren walked into the bathroom. She was topless. Actually all she had on were a pair of royal blue bikini cut panties. Lauren didn't bat an eyelash as she placed a handful of cosmetics and beauty products on the counter.
Looking in the mirror I saw for the first time in the bright bathroom light her lovely chest. The nipples that I had pulled on in the file room were already at attention, pointed upward near the end of very healthy breasts. Each was at the center of a modest dark pink circle.
"Hello" I said.
Lauren blushed. "Its nothing you haven't seen before."
I turned to her. "Well you are right, its just that I haven't seen you in this bright of light." I put my hand on her hip, placing it over the blue strap of her panty. "And I have to say that you are spectacular."
Lauren smiled, looking back at me with her brown eyes.
"I was ready to take a shower and didn't want to wait until you were out of here, do you mind?"
"Not if I can stand next to you, or near you, or anywhere I can watch you."
She chuckled, "Hold on, you'll get some soon enough."
She kissed me quickly on the lips and walked over to the shower. While facing the other direction Lauren pulled down her panties and kicked them aside, then opened the shower door and stepped in. The shower was huge with dual heads and room for a crowd. It had glass walls.
Lauren was of course naked, clearly visible through the glass. She turned on one faucet and spun to rinse off her hair. Seeing her standing there, chest thrust out with breasts atop them, and a fairly generous black patch between her legs was enough to get my cock filling. The water dripped off her face, breasts and the rest of her in small drops. It was all I could take but not to join her.
I stepped out to the room to calm down, and sat down with my book to kill the time. I opened the sliding door to let in the cool sea breeze. Our room on the 15th floor had a small balcony with side walls that shielded it from voyeurs. I left the drapes partially open to let in the air.
Lauren took her time in the shower, probably fifteen minutes. She then spent another fifteen minutes before she came out. This time she had on one of the hotel robes, standard white terrycloth, fluffy and soft. She didn't have any makeup on. When I saw her I put my book aside.
She came over and sat down on my lap, putting her arms around me while my arms went around her waist. Lauren was tall enough that I had to tilt my head back slightly to look into her brown eyes. Lauren was smiling, and leaned over to kiss me.
We kissed for several minutes. The pressure on my legs and Lauren's warmth caused my member to swell against her legs. She noticed and responded by squirming and moaning as she enjoyed the touch. My right hand strayed from Lauren's waist and started caressing her left leg, mostly below the knee but also behind it.
Lauren spread her legs ever so slightly to grant me access to her inner thighs. After a few minutes there I decided to move up. Lifting my hand, I untied the bow on the waistband of Lauren's robe. The front fell open just an inch or two, enough for me to reach in and start to run my fingers along her stomach. Lauren also raised her arms, lifting them away from her side to smother my head as we continued to kiss.
With this access I could now move my fingers up the center of Lauren's chest, into the valley between her breasts. Sliding from one side to the other, at first only a fraction of an inch, then slightly further each time, my fingers progressed up the inner rise of the mounds. Now moving several inches each time, my touch played across the supple flesh, lifting higher and higher toward those lovely nipples which I knew would be firm and aroused. Finally reaching the tip on her right side, my side to side movement stopped in favor of a slow circular caress with two fingers around the hard point, then splitting my fingers I gently lifted and pulled the tip.
Lauren was pushing down even harder on my crotch as I shifted to her left breast, again going to the top and teasing the point with one and then two fingers.
