Disclaimer, this story is fast becoming a novel is a work of fiction for the most part the names used are not real people, the businesses, locations, and organizations while real are used in a way that is purely fictional to add realism to the story.
We walked out to the street, we were parked in the same lot and we strolled together. In the lot Jack looked around and then pulled me to him and we kissed passionately. We separated and went to each of our cars. I drove home happy, not all my problems were gone but a big one was gone and I was relieved.
It was about 6:30 p.m. when my phone rang, it was the front gate, telling me a Mrs. McGregor needed to see me and that she seemed desperate. I told the guard to let her in and give her directions to my house. I was a little pissed and I put my mace in my pocket just in case this bitch wanted to fight. I watched her pull up my drive way and almost run to my front door.
I remembered her from some of the parties, I think her name was Ginger, she was a good looking red head. I did not wait till she rang the doorbell but opened the door and step out on my porch.
She looked panicked, "Look I do not want any trouble from you; your husband did this to himself," I told her as she approached.
"Ah, what no, no that's not what I need to talk to you about, no trouble I swear, I just need to talk to you," Mrs. McGregor told me.
"Ok, then come on in," and I opened the door and went into the den and shut the door, "What can I do for you?"
"First, I'm Ginger and I want to personally apologize for my asshole husband, I had my suspicions but I never could catch the son of a bitch, he is real tricky," Ginger stated.
Since Ginger seem to be comfortable with some colorful language so I did not hold back.
"Look your husband was way out of line and he just picked on the wrong bitch to try and fuck," I told her honestly.
"Actually I'm happy this happened, it gives me what I need to hang him by the balls in a divorce, except for one thing," Ginger told me.
"Hold on a second," I told Ginger and went to the hallway and shouted up to the boys, "Hey guys just watch TV in your room for a bit," I heard an Ok come back and I walked back into the den and shut the door.
"Ok, you were saying," I asked?
Ginger nodded and started again, "Ok here's my situation, I have wanted a divorce for a long time but could not afford it. But now, with this situation I can take his ass to the cleaners. If Ron keeps his license to practiced law otherwise, I'm totally fucked," she told me.
"Ok but I don't see what you want from me," I told her.
"Ron told me about getting let go and the decision to take the incident to the Bar review was up to you, so please I'm begging you not to take your complaint to the disciplinary office, I need the fucker working to pay out of his ass in my divorce," Ginger told me.
Ginger was fucked, "Ok between us girls, my husband has run off and I now with another man for lack of a better term," I told her.
But before she could ask, I held up my hand as I decided fuck it and to tell it like it is, "Listen here's my deal, my man is handling this situation. The only thing I know is that before we left Jake's office, Jake told him to let him know what he wanted to do. I know my man was pissed off that Ron was trying to fuck me so I doubt you have much of a chance to stop this," I told her.
Ginger started to tear up, "Please I begging you, I'll do anything to stop this, I need to talk to him, please."
"Ginger, the best I'll do is text him he does not like to be bothered with girl shit and we'll see what goes from there," I told her.
"Oh, thank you, thank you Mrs. Johnson," Ginger stated.
"Ginger, if I do this for you, I'm sure my man will want something in return, are you sure about doing anything to save your husband's job," I told her.
Ginger did not hesitate, "I said anything and I meant it, if he wants what my asshole of a husband wanted from you, just say the word, it's been a while and I could use a good fuck is your man any good?"
I laughed, "Ginger, I volunteered to be his sex bitch, what you think?"
Ginger smiled, "Text him if you would please."
I started typing on my phone and gave Jack the overview of Ginger's situation and told him she was here and hit send. I figured Jack would be interested in the situation and he sent me a text right back. Jack had not called Jake yet and asked if Ginger was serious.
I looked at Ginger, "He has not talked to Jake yet and ask if you are serious?"
"Taylor I will do anything but fucking is at the top of my list of things to do to get what I want," Ginger told me without any embarrassment.
I giggled, "Things change quickly when you are with Jack," Ginger shrugged and I sent him the message that she was serious, "Message sent."
Ginger smiled, "Great."
My phone beeped and I read the message and smiled, "Take off your top and bra and smile."
To Ginger's credit, she stripped off her top and bra, pushing her little titties tighter to make them look bigger and of course she had pink nipples, damn, I took a couple pictures and sent them to Jack.
"Go ahead and put your things back on while we wait it shouldn't be long," I told her.
I was right my phone beeped and I read the message, I smiled at Ginger and went to the desk and wrote down Jack's address and handed it to her, "Be here tomorrow at 9 a.m."
I handed her the address, "Buckle up butter cup, wear something sexy, garter and hose if you have any, I didn't, heels and sexy underwear. Oh, do not be late he hates late."
Ginger folded the address and put it in her purse, "Any other advice?"
"Yea don't fight it, ride the wave Bitch, he will change your outlook on life," I told her honestly.
