My name is Joe and I am married to a girl who loves to give blowjobs. My wife, Debbie, is not only a magnificent cocksucker, she is attractive and smart. She is my partner in our law practice.
Debbie is tan and very slim, with long legs, dark brown hair and dark eyes. She is very thin except for her almost unnaturally big, firm tits that get attention wherever she goes. People would think that her boobs were fake because they are too big for her body except for the fact that they jiggle and bounce slightly whenever she moves.
Debbie lost her virginity on our wedding night. The sex was spectacular. However, in the first years of our marriage Debbie has returned to her favorite activity (dick sucking) most of the time. She loves sucking my dick so much she sometimes orgasms as she sucks without touching herself.
After Debbie and I came out of hiding and announced we were getting married, we stayed at the big firm for a while, but soon decided to start our own firm. We were immediately successful and made good money for a couple of years.
I was older, more experienced and confident than Debbie as a lawyer, but she was a great young lawyer. I received a call one day from a man who wanted to contest his mother's will. The estate was about $80 million, but the client did not have the money to finance the attorney fees needed to bring the case. He told me about the case and asked if we would take it on a contingency fee basis. I liked what I heard about the case, but asked him to give me a little time to talk it over with my partner.
I excitedly told Debbie about the case and quickly did the simple math that said that the 40% contingency fee would be $32 million if we won. I loved the facts of the case I had heard and was ready to jump in.
Debbie looked scared. She was very conservative when it came to money and our finances. She said, "With $80 million to fight us, the other side will hire the toughest lawyers in the State and they will work us to death. The expenses we will have to advance will be high. Think how much time and money we will have in the case to get it to trial and how it could wipe out our savings if we lose."
I agreed that she had some good points, but I quickly went back to the facts of the case and told her that in all likelihood it would settle and we will make a bunch of money. I tend to be an optimist. Debbie is much more cautious and tends to worry about the downside of transactions. We make a good team, but risky decisions really worry sweet Debbie.
We took the case in spite of Debbie's reservations. We filed the will contest and started to work gathering the facts and evidence. The case was shaping up better than we expected. We were thinking that we could demand a large part of the estate in a settlement for our client.
After we had worked on the case a couple of months, we received a notice that the opposing parties had hired a new lawyer. It was not good news.
The lawyer was Butch Heard. Butch was a famous defense lawyer with a big reputation. He had his own firm of brilliant lawyers whose only job was to make Butch look good. Butch had a reputation for being mean, relentless, crude and fearless. He was entertaining and funny in front of a jury, but there were rumors that he would do anything to win, including cheat.
Butch also had a reputation for being willing to say anything to anybody. A video clip circulated around legal circles showing a witness being questioned at a deposition. The lawyer opposing Butch said after a convoluted answer from the witness, "Does that answer mean, no?"
Butch quickly responded, "That answer means, ' Fuck you, moron!'"
It was funny. Disrespectful and crude, but funny.
A hearing in the case was scheduled and would be our first chance to size up Butch and his team. I knew that Butch would immediately try to intimidate me and I was prepared for it. He was surrounded by three lawyers, a paralegal and several guys who I assumed were some of his investigators.
Butch's investigators were pretty famous in their own right. He had a large team of investigators who were supposed to be very good. They also had a reputation for dirty tricks and underhanded tactics. The investigators and their conduct had been the subject of several appeals. They looked like well dressed thugs.
Butch was a big guy, around 6'3" and 250 pounds. He had dark hair slicked back with some grey on the sides. He was in his early 50s, tan and well groomed. I could see how he would have a presence before a jury. There were rumors that he sometimes slept with female jurors. I did not believe that, but I could see how some women jurors could be attracted to him.
As I anticipated, Butch shook my hand, gave me a mean look and said, "Joe, I don't think much of your sorry case. I think I am going to tell my clients to go to trial so that I can kick your ass in front of a jury."
This was about what I expected from him, so rather than fight back, I laughed and said, "Butch, you probably will kick my ass, but if you don't mind, I'll try to give you a run for your money. "
He gave me a mean look and then started laughing as he said, "There may be some hope for you, yet."
Then he looked up, looked across the courtroom and saw Debbie moving papers and boxes around on our table. As per usual, her boobs were bouncing and swaying as she moved. They looked like heavy pendulums as she bent over the table. She was wearing a dark blue silky dress that clung to her curves.
Butch sort of groaned and exclaimed, "Who is that big-titted, good-looking, piece of ass working for you?"
I was silently proud to be married to her, simply said, "My wife and partner, Debbie."
He didn't apologize for his comment about my wife. He responded by saying, "God damn, I like big tits too. However, it is a lot cheaper if you don't work with them or marry them. You may be a dumb ass for marrying and working with her, but at least you brought something good to look at during the case."
Butch moaned some more while looking at my wife and said, "You know, I always do a background check on opposing counsel. I am going to put some extra men on checking out her background."
I smiled on the outside and acted casual, but I had a moment of fear that the investigators working for Butch might turn up one of the many guys who received blowjobs from Debbie in school. I didn't know what good it would do Butch, but it might be embarrassing.
Debbie had sucked a lot of dicks before we met (and a few after we met). It was no big deal to her. She considered sucking a cock as the equivalent of a good night kiss or petting. In some ways, I liked her attitude, but it was humiliating to run into guys she had sucked.
I really didn't want Butch to find out about her activities, but all I could do was hope his investigators failed to find anyone who would talk to them. I mentally had my fingers crossed.
Debbie came over and with a big smile introduced herself to Butch. Butch was very polite to her and quite obviously looked her up and down as they talked. Debbie had told me that she wanted to try to stay friendly with Butch so that it would be easier to settle the case. She went out of her way to be charming to him.
The case carried on for a month or so and our position seemed to constantly improve. I had completely forgotten about Butch's background check on us.
I went to attend a deposition in the case at Butch's office. Butch came into the conference room and asked to speak to me privately. He said, "Remember that background check I always do on opposing counsel. I did one on your wife and learned some very interesting information."
I assumed this was another of his many intimidation games and responded with a smile and said, "I bet that wasn't very exciting."
Butch replied, "Oh, I think you may think it is very exciting. I think it is."
"Yeah, sure Butch. What is your big discovery about my partner?"
"Did you know your wife sucked the dick of most of the guys in her big law school class at the university? That was after she sucked her way through undergrad! She was a cocksucking slut! I love it!"
He stared at me looking for a reaction. I didn't know what to do. My heart was racing and I started to break out in a cold sweat. I was desperately trying to think of a response that could end this. All I could come up with was, "Debbie and I don't have any secrets."
"You knew about all of the dicks in her mouth and still married her?" he exclaimed. "You must like sluts!"
"Debbie is no slut."