Divorce Lawyer

Penny was bursting with excitement when she went to work the next morning after Bill gave her a ride home. She wanted to tell the world, but she wanted to do it in a certain way and she had to force herself to patience.

"New case," Grant told her when she arrived. "Don and Betsy Walker, 52 and 50 respectively. Phoenix, Arizona. He owns some 50 car dealerships in 4 states. He's our client. It seems that his wife has been having an affair with one of the salesmen in one of his dealerships. Arizona is a community property state, which means that any assets acquired during a marriage are split equally in the event of a divorce. They have a pre-nup which says that the dealerships are his and not community property. He only had 20 dealerships at that time. Needless to say, he doesn't want to give her any of the dealerships, feels that they're his. Since the pre-nup didn't specify current or future dealerships, the intent of the pre-nup could be left up to interpretation."

"What can we do?" Penny asked.

"As ever, investigate the two parties, find out what's going on, then see what our options are," Grant replied.

Penny couldn't wait to get to the airport after lunch, pleased to see that Bill was there waiting for her.

"I want to learn to do take-offs and landings today," Penny said after kissing him.

"Then let's do it," Bill agreed.

20 take-offs and landings later, Penny felt as though she could do it in her sleep.

"I just love flying this thing," she said when they finally called it a day. "It handles like a really nice car, nice and tight, yet powerful. The Cessna is more like a tractor, dependable, but it's a tractor, loud and noisy, and it feels clumsy in comparison. When do you think that I can solo?" she asked.

"You keep putting in the hours, I don't see why you shouldn't do it next week," Bill replied.

"Then I can fly by myself?" Penny asked.

"You can do that now," Bill replied, "but I'd recommend getting another 30-40 hours under your belt with an instructor."

"You mean you," Penny said.

"I'm happy to help," Bill said.

"Can we do a flight to Nassau?" Penny asked.

"No reason not to," Bill replied.

"Let's do it on Saturday," Penny said. "That way my roommate can come with us. I've been dying to tell her, but I've been keeping the whole flying thing a secret until I was sure that I'd accomplished what I wanted. Going to Nassau will be the cherry on the cake. You'll like Amy. She's great in bed."

"I thought you said that we were going to go flying," Bill said.

"We are, but we can also take a break and fuck," Penny said.

"The three of us?" Bill asked, staring at her open-mouthed.

"Sure," Penny replied. "Why not? Amy and I share everything, especially men. You'll see. Oh, I want to have a name for the plane. Can I do that?"

"As long as it's not something obscene, sure," Bill replied. "I was also going to suggest that you have the plane gone over with a fine-toothed comb. The maintenance records look good, but it would be smart to check everything. Craig can do it. He can also see to having a name painted on it."

"Great," Penny said. "Let him do that. Have him put..."

"You are too much," Bill laughed.

Saturday morning dawned and Penny told Amy that she had a surprise for her after they'd eaten each other to several orgasms.

"Does it have anything to do with your secret that you've been keeping from me?" Amy asked as they showered.

"Yes," Penny replied, grinning.

"Does it involve a man, I hope?" Amy asked with a laugh.

"That, too," Penny replied.

"This should be fun," Amy said.

Penny drove to the airport. She could tell that Amy was bursting to ask questions.

"What are we doing here?" Amy asked when Penny parked next to her hangar.

"I wanted to show you my new toy," Penny said, using her key to get the hangar door to roll up, revealing her Eclipse.

"This is your new toy?" Amy asked, staring at her. "Are you serious? A jet?"

"What do you think?" Penny asked.

"I think that you're crazy," Amy laughed. "But I love the name, Divorce Pays. That's hysterical."

"Hi, Bill," Penny called out when she saw him approaching.

"Nice!" Amy said under her breath as she watched him.

"Bill Cochrane, Amy Harrison," Penny introduced. "Bill taught me how to fly."

"You can fly this thing?" Amy gasped, staring at her. "You can't be serious."

"You willing to find out?" Penny asked.

"What, now? Go flying? In that? With you driving?" Amy asked.

"Bill will come with us," Penny said.

"If you kill me, I'll never talk to you again," Amy said.

They got settled in the plane and Penny contacted the tower for clearance to take off.

"Oh, my god!" Amy practically screamed as Penny took off. "I cannot believe this! You're actually flying a jet," she said, starting to laugh. "Where are we going? Why are we over the ocean?" she asked, her voice shaky.

"We're going to lunch," Penny explained. "The Old Fort Bay Club."

"Are we going to Nassau?" Amy gasped. "Is that why you've done all of this, so that you can go to Nassau?" she asked.

"It's only 30 minutes take-off to landing," Penny said.

"You are without a doubt the craziest person I've ever known," Amy laughed. "Oh, my god!"

"You got this?" Bill asked as they approached New Providence Island. "There's a cross wind, 20 knots, from the left."

"Penny, you do know what you're doing, right?" Amy asked as Penny contacted the tower for clearance to land.

"Nice job," Bill said as Penny lightly set the plane on the ground, then taxied to the parking place that she had been assigned.

"I cannot believe this," Amy said, shaking her head as they made their way to customs and presented their driver's licenses. "Hey, how did the Jeep get here?" she asked when she saw it.

"I called Frank and asked him to bring it," Penny replied as they got in. "Let's go to the house first, then we'll go eat."

"Nice place," Bill said when they entered the house.

"This house is insanely nice," Amy said.

"Ella!" Penny cried out, hugging her as she came up.

"I knew you'd be back," Ella said, a big smile creasing her face.

"Hello, Ella," Amy said, hugging her.

"Who's this good-looking guy?" Ella asked, eyeing Bill.

"This is Bill, a friend and my flying instructor," Penny introduced.

"Flying instructor? You learning to fly?" Ella asked.

"I've already got my license and a plane," Penny said, smiling broadly.

"Well, I'll be," Ella laughed. "You're even crazier than I already thought."

"Saw you land," Frank said as he entered the room. "Nice and easy. That you?" he asked, looking at Bill.

"That was all Penny," Bill said, smiling.

"Ella's right, you are crazy," Frank said, laughing.

"Navy man?" Bill asked, seeing the tattoo on his shoulder.

"Master Chief, SEALS," Frank replied. "You?"

"Captain, Top Gun instructor," Bill replied, smiling.

"No shit," Frank laughed. "You ever at sea?"

"Did a tour on the John C Stennis before they bumped me to Top Gun school," Bill replied.

"You mean like Tom Cruise Top Gun?" Amy asked.

"That's right," Frank said, nodding. "Best of the best. Pleased to meet you, Captain," he said, shaking hands. "I spent a bit of time on the Theodore Roosevelt, among others."

"It's Bill, Master Chief," he said.

"And I'm Frank."

"You didn't say anything to Frank about lunch," Ella said. "I got enough to put something together if you're hungry."

"We're going to eat at the Club, Ella," Penny said. "We'll come back for a swim, then we need to get back to West Palm Beach. But you're going to be seeing a lot of me from now on."

"Glad to hear it," Ella said. "Place is a lot happier with you and Amy here."

"Nice couple," Bill said as they drove the short distance to the club.

"The best," Penny said. "They take care of the house. Ella is a Cordon Bleu trained chef. Her garlic mashed potatoes are to die for."

They all had crab cakes and bowls of conch chowder, then Penny opted for mahi-mahi and cracked conch, Amy ordered the lobster mac and cheese, and Bill ordered the steak and fries. They all had the pear-and-fig cobbler for dessert.

"Have you told your parents yet?" Amy asked.

"No," Penny replied. "I wanted to tell you first. I want to bring them over next weekend. You want to come?"

"Try to keep me away," Amy laughed.

"Can you come, Bill?" Penny asked. "I'm not sure that I'm ready to do it on my own yet."

"I'm glad that you realize that," Bill said. "I'd be happy to."

"I'm ready for a swim," Penny said. "How about you?"

"Definitely," Amy replied.

"I'm afraid that I didn't bring a suit," Bill said.

"You can't possibly think that we're going to bother with suits," Penny said, laughing.

Returning to the house, Penny and Amy stripped in a flash and jumped into the pool, Bill following right behind.

"Isn't she beautiful?" Penny asked, pressed up against Bill and drawing Amy into the embrace.

"She certainly is," Bill replied, his eyes widening when he felt a hand on his cock and looked down to see whose it was, smiling when he saw that it was both of them.

"I told Bill that we share everything, including our men," Penny said, smiling up at him.

"What are friends for if not for sharing?" Amy asked.

"Sit up on the side of the pool and we'll suck your cock," Penny said, cupping his balls as Amy continued to slowly jack his cock.

"What about..." Bill started to ask.

"They know how we are," Penny said, leading him to the side of the pool. "We're not going to shock them."

Bill couldn't believe it as Penny and Amy sucked his cock together, groaning when he finally came, the head of his cock between their lips as they gobbled his cum.

"Let's go inside to one of the bedrooms," Penny suggested after they had finished sucking him dry. "I don't want to burn like last time."

"How many bedrooms are there?" Bill asked as they led him into the house.

"10," Penny replied, "but this is the master suite," she said, pulling him up onto the bed, Amy following.

For the next couple of hours, they took turns fucking him, the one not riding his cock, riding his tongue. Each time he came, they sucked him off together.

"You two are incredible," Bill gasped as he lay sprawled on his back, both of them snuggled up next to him on either side.

"We know, but you're not too bad yourself," Penny said, laughing.

"We should head back so that we don't have to deal with IFR conditions over water," Bill said. "Another couple of hours it will be dark."

Reluctantly getting up and dressing, they got Frank to drive them to the airport, promising to be back the following weekend.

"You take the left seat," Bill said as they boarded.

"Really?!" Penny said.

"It's your plane and you're the captain," Bill said. "You should always sit in the left seat from now on. I'm here as your co-pilot just in case."

"You're a captain, you said?" Amy asked.

"Was a captain," Bill corrected. "I retired almost 20 years ago."

"I never fucked a captain," Amy said, laughing. "Now I've fucked two of them at the same time. Life is good."

30 minutes later they touched down at the North Country Airport, having had a smooth and uneventful flight, which Bill assured them was the best kind. Kissing Bill good-bye, they jumped into Penny's Mercedes and headed home.

"It just figures that you'd find Mr. Top Gun to teach you to fly," Amy laughed as they drove. "He's a good fuck, too, made sure that I came a lot."

"Like that's hard to do," Penny laughed.

"Look who's talking," Amy laughed.

Penny spent hours Sunday practicing touch-and-goes, making her landings with first one engine shut down, then the other one on the next go-round. She also made half a dozen landings under the hood, which she found harrowing.

"It's so hard to just trust the instruments," she said to Bill at the end of the day, "especially on landings."

"That's part of the game," Bill said. "If they're wrong, you won't know it, it'll be over so fast, so you might as well just trust them and avoid the anxiety. Just keep practicing them on the simulator."

"I want to solo," Penny said.

"No reason why not," Bill agreed. "You've been ready, it's just been a matter of your confidence. If you feel ready, you should do it."

"Tomorrow," Penny said, smiling.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"What do you think of our new case?" Grant asked the next morning as they had coffee.

"How did our client find out that his wife was having an affair?" Penny asked.

"I believe that he hired a private detective," Grant replied.

"But why? What made him think that he needed to do that?" Penny asked.

"Good question," Grant conceded. "Why don't you give him a call and find out?"

"Well, that's interesting," Penny said half an hour later. "They've got CCTV security cameras at all of the dealerships. Anyone entering a dealership through the back door automatically gets flagged by the system, as nobody is supposed to enter anywhere but from the front. One of the flags was Mrs. Walker. As if that weren't strange enough, our client says that she has absolutely nothing to do with his business and has no reason to be at a dealership in any event. That's why he hired the private detective."

"That is interesting," Grant said. "How much you want to bet that he's not the only one?"

"No bet, but what do you mean?" Penny asked.

"Where there's smoke, there's usually fire," Grant said. "The salesman that she was messing with is a lot younger than her. I wouldn't be surprised to find that he's not the only one. Have Amy give our client a call and get permission to check out each of the dealership's CCTV records for the past year. Let's see what she can find. If there's anything there, Amy will find it."

Penny spent the next two afternoons flying solo, practicing take-offs and landings, her initial nervousness at not having Bill next to her as a backstop quickly evaporating as her confidence grew. When she finished for the day Tuesday, she drove to the aviation school, bursting with excitement.

"Take me home with you and fuck me," she said to Bill after bursting into his office and kissing him wildly.

"Sure, but what's going on?" Bill asked.

"I flew to Nassau today, twice," Penny informed him. "Landed, then returned. The second time, I did it under the hood."

"That was risky," Bill said.

"I had to do it sooner or later and I felt that I could," Penny said. "It's only 30 minutes each way. Oh, Bill, I did it! I want to take my parents over to the house this weekend and I don't want them to worry or think me not capable. I believe in myself now."

"That's great, but don't get too overconfident," Bill warned. "Shit happens when you're least expecting it."

"That's why I'm going to work on emergency landings on the simulator for the next couple of days," Penny said. "Engine or engines going out just as I'm landing, unable to deploy landing gear, stuff that should never happen but that could."

"Definitely something to only practice on the simulator," Bill said, laughing.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"I can't believe that you're going to go to work dressed like that," Penny said Friday morning, laughing as she looked at Amy wearing her usual track suit, but with a mesh top that hid nothing beneath the top, which was unzipped, her large cherry nipples sticking through the large mesh. "Why?"

"I feel like rattling their cages a bit," Amy replied, smiling as she pinched her already hard, erect nipples. "And I've found some very interesting things out about our new client's wife for Grant."

"So that's what this is all about," Penny laughed.

"The man is infuriatingly stubborn," Amy said. "It's driving me crazy. I just want to fuck him. What's so hard about that?"

"He knows," Penny said. "God knows I've told him that he should do it enough times. Even my mother doesn't understand his hesitation. She says that she's never known him to turn down a chance to fuck anyone."

"She wouldn't mind?" Amy asked.

"Mom loves it when he fucks another woman," Penny replied. "She says that they have the best sex afterwards, like he's making up to her. She says that it's almost as good as the sex they have after she's fucked another guy or guys. She loves the way he eats her when she's all sloppy and gooey."

"Oh, wow!" Cindy gasped when she saw Penny and Amy approaching her desk. "Now I know that you're crazy," she said, looking down at her own sheer blouse, her small dark nipples poking out. "Maybe I should dress like that, too," she mused.

"What the..." Grant gasped when they entered the inner office and he saw them.

"Now I know how to get your attention," Amy said, deliberately twiddling her hard nipples.

"You're going to cover up before you go into the boiler room, aren't you?" Grant asked, licking his lips as he stared at her.

"Maybe a bit," Amy replied, pulling the zipper of her top up so that she wasn't quite as exposed, then sliding it back down. "I thought I'd shake things up a bit. Do you object?"

"How you dress is your business," Grant replied, shaking his head.

"I've got something for you," Amy said, smiling.

"You've got to be joking!" Grant said, his eyes widening.

"Not that," Amy laughed, "at least not here in the office. I know you better than that. This is about our client, Mr. Walker, or his wife, to be more specific."

"Let's sit down," Grant said, going over to the sitting area and taking one of the seats, Amy and Penny sitting on the sofa. "And do you mind covering up just a bit. Between Cindy and Penny, it's hard enough to concentrate, but this..."

"You have no idea how much it pleases me to know that the sight of my nipples disturbs your concentration," Amy said with a laugh, pulling the zipper to her top up just enough to hide them. "I got access to the CCTV records of all of the dealerships. I wrote an AI program to find all of the flagged entries, then compare them to the actual video records themselves. Mrs. Walker seems to be visiting 10 of the dealerships fairly regularly. I had an idea and factored our client's schedule into it and found that he makes regular visits to each of the dealerships, 2 or 3 of them a week. Mrs. Walker's visits always come a day after he's visited the dealerships, when she can be certain that he's not going to be there."

"I told you," Grant said, grinning at Penny. "Get in touch with the private detective that found out about the salesman that started this whole thing and have him look into each of the dealerships that she's visiting. Find out who she's seeing. Mrs. Walker supposedly isn't aware that her husband has found out and contacted us, so she's probably not taking any special precautions. Let's see who else is enjoying the bounty of her favors."

"You got it," Amy said.

"Do you and Mom have any plans this weekend?" Penny asked.

"Not that I'm aware of, no," Grant replied. "Why?"

"I have something that I want to show you," Penny answered. "You should bring a change of clothes."

"A change of clothes? You've piqued my curiosity. What's going on?" Grant asked.

"Just pick us up Saturday morning at the condo at 9:00," Penny replied, smiling. "You won't regret it."

"You're a part of this?" Grant asked, looking at Amy.

"So it would seem," Amy replied.

Amy and Penny were waiting outside when Grant pulled up in his Bentley Saturday morning.

"All of this mystery has me on pins and needles," Helen said as they pulled away.

"Where am I going?" Grant asked.

"Out Northlake Boulevard to the North County Airport," Penny replied. "You'll find out everything soon enough."

Pulling into the airport, Penny directed her father to her hangar where Bill was talking to Craig.

"Hi, Bill," Amy said when they got out of the car, going over and hugging him, then kissing him, standing with her arm around his waist, his across her shoulders.