Cassie and Walter exited the courtroom exhausted. They had been there since ten that morning and the proceedings didn't go well. As they headed down the corridor Cassie slipped in her heels. Walter caught her by the arm so that she didn't fall. "You look great all cleaned up in that dress but it's not you."
She forced a smile. "I'll assume that's supposed to be a compliment."
"It's your assumptions and bad judgment that got us into this mess," he snapped.
"Look Walter, I don't want to argue here in public."
"I can top that...I don't want to talk to you at all."
Cassie stood there while her husband walked out of the building and out of sight. She dug in her purse for her cell phone but her friend startled her before she reached it.
"I think your case is going well." Janell said, optimistically. "Where's Walter?"
"He went home."
Janell sucked on her teeth, "And left you here?"
"What were you expecting?" Cassie sighed.
"Nothing I guess...Once a bastard, always a bastard."
"Don't say that. We both know he is a good man. I am just as tired and stressed out from this legal mess so I probably would have left him too."
Even though Janell accepted that explanation, Cassie knew it was more then that. There was no hiding the fact that her and her husband had grown apart.
Janell looped her arm under her friends and headed for the door. "Let's get some dinner, and then I will drop you home."
"What about Walter's dinner?"
"Excuse me ladies," a striking man interrupted as he approached, "Does either one of you know where a bookstore is in this neighborhood?"
He and Cassie stared at each other as if in a time warp. It was as if they had an instantaneous bond.
Janell stopped in her tracks and focused on his clothes. She had always been a sucker for superficial things. The stranger was wearing a pinstriped business suit and was put together from head to toe. In her line of work as a shampoo girl, she never had opportunities to meet professional men. Cassie on the other hand focused on his hands and the way he used them as he conversed with them. She was usually a good judge of people, and this soft spoken man seemed like a nice one. She thought he could use a manicure though.
The gentleman stood there confused. He had just asked these two women for directions and gotten no response. He was also feeling uncomfortable, like a gazelle alone with two lionesses. He decided to cut his losses and ask at the information desk.
"Hey..." Cassie called after him desperately, "...I'm sorry I spaced out. There is a Waldenbooks in the mall about three blocks north and there is a Barnes and Noble near the freeway."
"Does this city have anything less commercial? I was thinking more along the lines of a mom and pop store."
Janell finally spoke up, "Then you should look up near the campus."
"Where is the campus?"
"A couple of miles past downtown."
"And where is downtown?" he chuckled, flashing a perfect set of white teeth.
"It's hard to explain but we are going that way if you want to follow us." Janell offered, hoping he was available.
"That would be great." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card, "Maybe I can help you too. I am here renewing my business license." He scratched out the printed number and replaced it with his cell and then handed it back to Janell. "When was the last time either of you sat down and evaluated your financial situations?"
"Nicholas Green, Financial Advisor," she read it aloud and then handed it to Cassie so she could look at it.
"You can call me Nick."
"I am Cassie Parks and this is my girlfriend Janell Rivers."
"Ladies, I can help you achieve your financial goals and dreams." He glanced at the business card she was still clutching, "Feel free to call."
When Nick shook Cassie's hand, he held it for a long time and then left a caressing touch down her finger-tips as he pulled away. Cassie felt an immediate energy and eased forward.
Janell must have sensed something because she effectively ended the flirting before it turned serious. Her jealousy burst out as she shook Nick's hand with a smirk on her face. "Cassie, what time is your husband expecting us?"
Nick's bright eyes dimmed at the mention of another man. He was really attracted to Cassie and was saddened by the turn of events.
"Where are you from?" Cassie changed the subject before he had the chance to verbalize his disappointment.
"I just moved here from Omaha."
Janell laughed, "There is beef like you in Omaha, Nebraska?"
"Beef?" Like everyone, he had heard the dating scene being compared to a meat market but this was ridiculous.
"Black, Educated, Enticing and Fine...
B.E.E.F.
" Janell clarified.
He blushed so badly that he had to look away.
"I'm sorry, Nick, you'll have to excuse my friend. She doesn't get out much." Cassie laughed awkwardly, "Where is your office located?"
"Like I told you before, I just moved here." He leisurely scanned her body from head to toe, stopping when he made eye contact. "For now I am making house calls if you are interested." Nick smiled and then glanced over at Janell who was a third wheel at this point. "I am sorry to cut this short but I have an appointment with a realtor at four. I really need to get going."
Cassie and Janell walked to the parking structure together and then headed downtown with their new acquaintance in tow.
* * * * *
The weekend came and went. Both Nick and Cassie kept themselves busy trying not to think of the other. Nick had been is town less then a week and was doing all right for himself. He had just secured a small office and had a possible a candidate for a date. All there was to do now was to wait by the phone. Ever since leaving the courthouse a few days ago he couldn't get Cassie off of his mind. He hadn't desired a woman this much since his long distance relationship with a woman six months ago, but the past was in the past.
As Nick continued to ready his office, he spaced out. That warm summer day when he had strolled behind Cassie and her friend as they walked to their car was his best in a long time. That whole time his eyes were fixated on her ass. Cassie had a strut that let everyone know she was from a different world, one that didn't contain business cards and briefcases. Nick was no better himself. He couldn't wait to change out of that pinstriped monkey suit and into some jeans. Nick loosened his tie as he cursed the situation. One of his pet peeves was waiting on folks, and these women were slow. After he had gotten into his car, he sat for two minutes while they chatted outside of Janell's beat up little Honda. He was all set to honk his horn when a gust of wind scattered the papers in Cassie's portfolio. He didn't get out and help like a gentleman would have. Instead he sat there and enjoyed the view of Cassie bent over picking up her things. Before he knew it he was imagining the softness of her round ass. Nick spontaneously unzipped his slacks and before he knew it he was jacking off thinking of his ideal woman. He was caught between fantasy and reality...caught between Cassie and his ex. The thought of his nut dripping off of her smooth ass made him cum almost instantly.
The next day, Nick was moving boxes from his car into his new office space when his cell phone rang. "Hello?"
Cassie answered with restrained enthusiasm, "Hello, is Nicholas Green there?"
"This is Nick," he confirmed, wishing he could see the face that belonged to such a seductive voice.
"This is Cassie Parks, one of the women you met at the courthouse."
"Cassie..." Nick was ecstatic to hear from her, "...I am surprised you called so soon. I thought you would be too busy with your case to meet with me."
"I am busy with the case and that's exactly why I needed a distraction." Cassie sighed after the uncomfortable pause. She figured that she'd better continue speaking before Nick had the chance to incriminate himself. The last thing she wanted was for him to start flirting or ask her out with Janell as a witness. Cassie made it clear that someone else was listening, "I have you on speaker phone here with my friend, Janell. Can you tell us about some of your financial services?"
Nick went on to explain what he did for a living and how he felt he could help the women. He gave his best sales pitch, which took just about twenty minutes. It would have been shorter, but he had to ask the same set of questions to both women. Janell didn't seem interested at all, but he felt he had a potential client in Cassie. He thought she was the perfect candidate for his 'financial services' which included income protection, debt elimination, and asset management. The women cut the conference call short when the hotel buzzed saying that Janell's room service was on the way up, but Cassie vowed to call him back later to schedule an appointment. She hung up the phone optimistic, "I think I'm going to do it."
"I don't trust this guy. Did you see that raggedy business card? It looked like he made it himself." Janell said, bursting her bubble.
"Not everyone can afford fancy Crane's stationary. I printed my cards at Office Depot!"
"If a financial planner can't afford the finer things, do you really want him messing with your money? Think about it, Cassie." She stared at her friend, waiting for her common sense to kick in. "And did you see his nails? Shit, my husband is a mechanic and his nails are cleaner."
Cassie had noticed that Nick's fingernails were dirty but that wasn't a crime. "Janell, Walter has already cut off my allowance. I need Nick."
"That was very evident at the courthouse," she answered sarcastically.
Cassie looked down at her salad and began to eat silently. She was disappointed that her friend couldn't understand her predicament. In the back of her mind she thought Janell might just be jealous that Nick had showed interest in her. That was a scenario that didn't make sense because Janell was married too.
When Cassie arrived home she took a long shower to relax herself. She washed her body and then her hair. While her conditioner was setting, Cassie cooled the hot water and then unhooked the shower wand and let the stream pulse on her neglected pussy. Tuesday and Friday nights Walter knew not to disturb her during her
