Autumn My Intern Ch 02

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My name is Cheryle "Cheri" I am Irish Catholic, Attorney, Singer-Songwriter thirty year old five-foot two with long red hair, blue eyes, single, bi-sexual woman💋

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I have volunteered at CVLS - Chicago Volunteer Legal Services, since I was still in law school, founded in 1964 it is the first and pre-eminent pro bono provider of legal services to those in need. CVLS is comprised of 2,100+ volunteer attorneys and law students who donate free services to thousands of low-income Chicagoans annually. For over 55 years, CVLS has built a strong relationship with Chicago's court system and judges. Judges in Probate, Chancery and Domestic Relations appoint CVLS to represent parties in complex litigation and to serve as guardian ad litem for children or disabled adults.

I offer my legal services pro bono through CVLS to woman in trouble, escaping abusive relationships, bad marriages, shoplifting, drunk driving. Giving advice and filing legal papers, handling divorces, helping then prepare for court appearances as well as many other things. Being a survivor my self gives me a special perspective, offering my services to women in need, is my way of giving back to the wonderful city I love.

Autumn and I were on our way to the annual CVLS fundraising cocktail party and dinner at the Waldorf Astoria Chicago Hotel, situated on the beautiful Lake Michigan shoreline, in the Sinclair Ballroom. Walking down the downtown streets dressed to kill in a Givenchy black dress with slinky black heels on my cute little feet, Autumn was dressed in a red Valentino dress with red pumps I had loaned her from my wardrobe.

Remembering how excited she was when I invited her to attend the event with me. Any successful attorney knows a successful law practice relies on personal relationships, charming clients, influencing and persuading others. I also tend to be investigative, which means I am quite inquisitive and curious about people in general.

I thought this event would be a good learning tool for my young intern and an opportunity for her to make contacts. We arrived at the Sinclair Ballroom on the east end of the fifth floor decorated with artful and graceful silk covered walls, coffered ceilings, with chandeliers and gold coast views from the outdoor terrace. Entering the giant ballroom packed with guest We took a couple glasses of champagne from a passing waiter this was a crowd of the rich and elite some of who I knew has they were clients of my law firm. We mingled making small talk, I emphasized my volunteer work at CVLS, giving back to the city, community I love and my work with abused woman.

We were on my third glass of champagne, flirting with some tech billionaire, hoping he write a big check. When they flickered the lights, to signal, for everyone to take their seats for dinner. We found our table, taking our seats, I'm sure Autumn felt like Cinderella. Dinner was exquisite, the conversation was fascinating, the group of eight at our table included, some of the most influential people in Chicago, and a former President.

Autumn my beautiful young intern was charming everyone she has a special way of making people feel comfortable and at ease. Sitting to my left I watched Autumn, amazed, at her charm and wit, watching her growth over the time she has worked with me gives me great satisfaction. The lady seated to my left, a widow, who had no escort, beautiful, refined, elegant, in her early forties I guessed, Elizabeth, explained her husband who founded a successful marketing company, which I knew was just sold for millions after he had died of a heart attack unexpectedly. I talked to her while Autumn charmed the rest of the table, Elizabeth had sad eyes, I could feel her pain and loss as she spoke to me in a soft voice.

Instinctively I put my hand on her thigh tenderly as she spoke to me in a comforting gesture. As my attention turned back to the rest of the table, I felt her hand clasp mine gently under the table, soft, delicate, she stroke my hand lightly with her thumb.

After dinner there were speeches and remarks, Elizabeth still held my hand tenderly, I felt her toes lightly rubbing the back of my calf. I was lost in the moment of her blatant flirting stirring a sexual desire inside me, Autumn's hand on my other thigh the guest at our table oblivious to what was going on under the table or the growing lust in my loins.

As the speeches were ending and people started moving around, mingling, again, Elizbeth slipped me a card key to her suite which I quickly tucked in my Christian Louboutin evening bag. Autumn and I moved around working the room talking, smiling, shaking hands, making polite small talk with the many guest at the event.

"Elizbeth wants to talk to me in her suite about a donation," I whispered to Autumn.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Autumn asked with a cute smile.

"Sure, you could only help you have been wonderful tonight" I said with a loving smile,

We walked to the elevators riding up to the fifty-eighth floor. We embraced kissing with a passion only the two of us share. Finding Elizabeth's hotel suite I knocked lightly then opened the door with the key card she had passed me. Finding her laying on the king size bed wearing a white bath robe.

Smiling at her then looking at Autumn I slid my black heels off my feet and walked toward the bed unzipping my dress on the way. My young intern following my lead as we climbed in bed on both sides of Elizabeth kissing her and nibbling her neck. Autumn moved down sucking her nipple in her sweet mouth flicking at it with her tongue teasing Elizabeth.

My fingers siding over her smooth skin through her soft pubic hair to rub her wet pussy. Our cute feet massaging her legs Autumn and I working in unison to pleasure Elizabeth. Autumn crawling down slowly between her legs burying her gorgeous face in her wet cunt. I played with Elizabeth's clit as Autumn work her magic tongue inside her.

Her pleasurable moans and heavy breathing the only sounds. Her body squirmed on the king size bed with the sensory delight. We worked her into a frenzied rapture of satisfaction. Watching Elizabeth's face distort in ecstasy as an orgasm washed through her body.

Three generations of women interweaved our hot naked bodies pressing, rubbing, gyrating together in the pursuit of sexual gratification. a beautiful out-of-body experience, my clitoris on a roller-coaster ride but my soul and mind were on a whole other level of connection with my two lesbian lovers as sweet ecstasy took over my whole body leaving my naked body shaking. All three of us screaming for joy, tripping, rimming, fingers and tongues, toes, legs, wet cunts colliding. Feeling everything and nothing at the same time It was all-consuming and euphoric.

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Riding home gorgeous Autumn asleep on my shoulder in the back of the limousine I stared at the two million dollar donation check Elizabeth had given us for the CVLS.