Nicole straightened her back and stretched her arms behind her as she took a break from reading in her laptop the latest case involving Alex Murdock. She glanced at the time and realized that it was already past midnight. Her husband had probably already fallen asleep. She felt exhausted, but after six months of living in fear, finding something that she could use as leverage against Murdock was her only hope. Unfortunately, none of the hundreds of documents she had reviewed revealed anything unusual, much less illegal. Murdock and his firm seemed to be extremely competent. It was true that they represented people that most law firms preferred to stay away from, and it was also true that they acted aggressively and some would say ruthlessly, but as far as she could tell they always operated within the law.
Frustrated and exhausted, Nicole decided to call it a night. She shut down her laptop, drank a glass of water in her kitchen, and walked silently to her bedroom. Her husband was sleeping on his back, snoring lightly. He had fallen asleep with the light on, so she walked to his side of the bed and was about to turn his lamp off when she noticed that he was sporting a hard on under his boxer shorts. Seeing the outline of his hard cock provoked a small contraction in her pussy. It had been close to two weeks since they had made love, so she contemplated pulling his cock out and giving him a blowjob. After a couple of seconds of hesitation, her exhaustion won out, so she turned his light off, walked to her side of their bed, and lay down, falling asleep almost instantaneously.
Nicole's alarm woke her up the next day. She turned it off and realized that her husband had already left to his office. She knew that they had been spending very little time together lately, and she admitted to herself that it was mostly her fault. Between her job, Murdock's frequent demands, and the time she was spending looking for a way out of her predicament, she had very little time left for her relationship with her husband. It had already been six months since Murdock had first approached her. Other than the sordid incident he had arranged with the stranger at the hotel, all his requests had been about dismissing charges for his clients. Nicole had managed to meet Murdock's demands without attracting any scrutiny. She had used her considerable legal talents to identify weaknesses in every case, but she knew it was only a matter of time before either the press or someone in her office would start asking questions about all the drug-related cases that were getting dismissed on technicalities. As she contemplated starting another day where she felt that her life was under someone else's control, it took Nicole a lot of effort to get out of bed and start getting ready for work.
Nicole's fears were validated later that day when she found yet another envelope under her car's windshield wiper. Unlike the previous time, when the envelope had only contained a note with a case number and the words "full dismissal" printed next to it, this time the note included a time, and the address of the hotel where Murdock had initially revealed his possession of the incriminating pictures that could destroy Nicole's life. She had not seen Murdock since their first meeting. All ten of his subsequent case-related requests had been delivered via unmarked envelopes, so Nicole knew that this time Alex's request would involve more than just legal work on her part.
Nicole looked at her watch and, after a making a quick mental calculation of the time left before the dreaded appointment, concluded that she had enough time to let her husband know that she would be working late. She sent the misleading text, took a deep breath, and left the parking garage heading to what she was sure would be another deeply unpleasant meeting. She prayed that this time Murdock only wanted to talk. She tried not to think of the alternative, which based on her previous experience, could involve having sex with another stranger, or even worse, with Murdock himself. Nicole tried to concentrate on the road, but the memory of her sexual encounter with the stranger popped into her mind, and much to her embarrassment, triggered a completely unexpected feeling of sexual arousal. She gripped her steering wheel tightly and accelerated, hoping that the sudden rush of blood to her vaginal area and the unmistakeable feeling of wetness in her pussy would go away.
Alex Murdock sat comfortably in the hotel lounge bar, drink in hand. She saw Nicole walk in, noticing her strained expression, but also her natural beauty. She was dressed in her regular office attire, which consisted of black dress pants, low heels, and an off white blouse. Her blouse only revealed a hint of cleavage, but it encased her shapely breasts in a manner that he found enticing. He waved at her and waited until she sat down across from him before calling a waiter.
"What are you having Nicole?" he asked.
"Just a glass of water, thanks," replied the young attorney, directing her answer to the waiter.
"I don't have a lot of time Alex. What do you want?" asked Nicole, with a tone that revealed her irritation.
"Straight to the point as usual I see. What's the matter sweetheart? Did you have a bad day at the office?" asked Alex with a smirk.
"Don't start Alex. What you did to me was really low," she replied.
"Are you talking about my friend John? He told me you two had a great time. Was it not good for you? He can't wait to meet with you again the next time he's in town," Alex said while smiling.
