She fidgeted and finally rolled over, still taking over half the bed, but Jamie didn't mind. She deserved a reasonable night's sleep, having been shown the reason why possessed a pussy. As he lay in his rich Egyptian cotton sheets of the bed, he felt his erection manifest itself purposefully.
"Patience old man, you'll get to play with her soon," he sighed and drew the sheets from her naked body. She stirred once again, her bare breasts coming into view accompanied by a soft but resonant snore emanating from her mouth. Jamie watched her, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Gemma was a lovely creature and he had had to give out some favours to secure her as his 'second chair' at his Chambers in London. Now completely uncovered, he could admire her. Her breasts were small, no bigger than 32b in cup size but they were perfectly shaped, and her nipples were small and erect and her areolae were delightfully dark, puckered somewhat now without the sheet. As he scrutinised her, he saw her tiny postage stamp-shaped tuft of pubic hair that crowned her pussy lips, still puffy from the sex the previous night. Her labia were dark and fell open into a butterfly shape. Jamie, now unwilling to ignore his arousal any longer, shifted and knelt over her.
He looked at his stiff dick and his toned flat belly. Despite being 50 years old, he was as toned as a man half his age. Gemma stirred again, and Jamie brushed his broad hands across her chest, tugging on each nipple, causing them to stiffen further and her body to shift with her new arousal. Unable to resist, his hand brushed down her podgy belly to her pubis, then cupped her sex and let his finger slip between her pussy lips and began to rub her insistently.
At that moment, the woman was pulled to consciousness, she felt her body betray her as Jamie used a second finger to prose open her pussy.
"Oh, fucking hell, you knackered me out last night! I don't think I've got anything left in the tank for you this morning." Instinctively, she opened her legs which gave Jamie the opportunity he needed. Slipping two fingers into her fragrant pussy, he was pleased to find her wet enough for him to stimulate her.
"Now, you're not trying hard enough, are you?" Jamie whispered, his fingers found her awakening clitoris and rubbed it insistently.
"You are a real bastard, Jamie, you really are!" Her protest was soon drowned out by the considerable moan of sexual arousal, "I'm your junior in this case, I'm your subordinate!"
"That's why we are so good together," Jamie shifted, to put the head of his dick in her mouth.
She suckled the head and then flattened her tongue to allow him inside her as deep as she could. She knew how Jamie liked to fuck her mouth. He was quite big enough for her, and even she had to admit that she liked him inside her. Her last lover was too big, and it stretched her out too much for it to be fun anymore, and anyway, her new legal responsibilities had taken up all of her time.
Until Jamie asked her to be his second chair in an endless legal battle at the Circuit Court. It was a great opportunity for her to learn how to think and act like a barrister, but then Jamie explained how their 'partnership' would be. They had only begun to work on the brief in chambers a month ago when Jamie had sat her down and explained how their partnership would work.
Now she slept in his bed every night and on weekends, this Saturday morning would be another trial for her if Jamie had his way.
