Romance

Confessions of a Divorce Attorney

“I want the Residence in the Hampton, on the East Side, and in Los Angeles, along with that I want three cars of my choosing, and a $4.60 million settlement.” My clients soon to be ex wife’s lawyer presented the settlement to us annoyingly calm.
“That is nowhere near the settlement my client will be willing to agree to.” I replied.
“We will see you in court then, have a good day.” They got up and stormed out of the conference room in my office.
I could see the displeasement in my clients face, I knew we would be able to get a better settlement in court from a judge, but not much of a better settlement. He cheated, and that makes his prenup void, that clause in the prenups tends to be a bitch for successful businessmen that work a lot. I get really exhausted with the utter stupidity these men have marrying these gold digging trophy wives, that are in it for the money 110%. Then they end up being dumbfounded when their wives wait for them to cheat, file for divorce, and take half of everything they have because of an infidelity clause in their prenup. I deal with them on a day to day basis being a divorce lawyer, sometimes I think about leaving the business, then I remember the money is too good to pass up.
“Don’t worry about it, if they won’t agree to a better settlement, we can get a better one from a judge, in court.” I assured him.
“I don’t want to give up anymore than 25% of my assets, and if you can make that happen I will triple your hourly wage.” he replied.
“It will be a challenge, but I like a challenge, I will do my best to keep it under 25%, but you can not go off and do anything stupid like sleep with her sister again.” I informed him.
“I can do that.” he said laughing.
He got up, shook my hand, and walked out of the conference room, I knew if I was going to keep the settlement under 25% I would need to find something big on her. I got up and walked into my office, I got on the phone to call my private investigator, I was too busy to find what I needed on her to settle. I have used the same private investigator since I entered the law profession a couple years ago, he has always stayed loyal to me, and brought me sufficient evidence for whatever I am attempting to accomplish at the time, he was expensive but worth it.
“I need you to find something big on a Elizabeth Lynn Chovacksky, currently resides at
5th Avenue and East 81st Street, unit 995, 12th floor.” I said.
“What outcome are you looking to achieve of this, and what is my time frame?” he asked.
“I need a 25% settlement, on a void prenup due to infidelity, and we have one and a half weeks until we go to court, make it good and I will double your rate.” I replied.
Then the line ended and the dial tone appeared. This kind of work was going to make me go grey young, stressful, and twenty hour work days, six to seven days a week don’t help. I was only twenty six years old, I graduated law school at twenty two, graduated high school when I was sixteen, and started university that fall. Sometimes I wonder if being so successful, so quickly, at such an early age was somewhat robbing me of enjoying my youth. In the long run though I think it was worth it, I am so financially secure, and I have a great career that won’t end anytime soon.That is something I dreamed of having when I was younger, I wanted to be highly successful in whatever career path I chose to follow.
I got up and walked over to the bucket of ice sitting on the coffee table, in the sitting area of my office. I grabbed the ice pick and stabbed a couple pieces of ice off and put it into a scotch glass, I grabbed the bottle of Macallan 64 Year Old in Lalique, from the coffee table,it was my favorite, and I poured myself a glass. I walked over to my desk, sat down, and loosened my tie, sometimes I like to take a break and just drift off thinking about things. Then my secretary walked into my office and placed a folder onto my desk, I hired her last year when I became a partner at the firm. She was sexy as hell, but that wasn’t the only reason I hired her, she graduated top of her class at yale in pre-law. She was very intelligent and smart, sometimes I even used her when I was preparing for a case, she had helped me quite a few times actually.
“You just received a settlement offer from Elizabeth Chovacksky’s lawyer, it came in ten minutes ago.” she said to me.
“Thank you, can you get me a cup of coffee, and reschedule the lunch with Vanderbilt for next week, instead of tomorrow” I replied.
“Of course sir.” she walked out of my office.
I opened the folder, and the request was the residence on the East Side, one car of her choice, and $1.25 million, this is the best settlement he could possibly get. Plus it only came in at around 22% of his total worth, I was raking in triple my hourly rate without even taking the case to court, or paying my private investigator. I asked my secretary to call him and have the investigation canceled because we had a settlement we were prepared to agree upon. I faxed the settlement to my clients office to be signed, I had already signed, his soon to be ex wife had already signed, and her lawyer had already signed. I was ready to be done with this case, and take a much needed vacation back home to Portland to see my family, I hadn’t been back in four years, since I got my law degree. I had a trip planned to go back for Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, and it was Wednesday, only one more work day. It was already 10:00 at night, and I was ready to go home, I had been in the office at 6:00 this morning, and was in the office until 1:30 in the morning last night. Adrianna my secretary had already left, and gone home at 9:00. I got up and walked down the hall to the elevator, the entire office was dark, everyone had gone home already, I usually was the last person to leave and go home at the end of the night. My office was on the 45th floor of the Hearst Building, I got into the elevator and hit the button for the ground floor. I walked outside and rose my hand up calling a taxi cab, when I got home I hung my suit, dress shirt, and tie up, put my watch into its case, and got into bed.
I laid there in bed in my boxers, I was kind of horny, and all I could think about was Adrianna, the more I thought the harder my dick got. I started beating my cock, imagining her sucking on my cock, while I hold onto her blonde hair, then I imagined myself fingering her bare shaved pussy while licking her clitorus side to side, while she held onto my hair and moaned my name. Then I imagined spreading her legs open and rubbing her pussy with my dick, until I slowly slid it into her while she was moaning my name. Right as I imagined shoving my cock into her I cummed all over my chest, legs, sheets, and my hand, I don’t remember the last time I cummed this much. After that I was so exhausted that I started to drift out, and before I knew it I was out and asleep.
I woke up the next morning to my alarm at 4:30, I was pumped and ready to go for the day, because tomorrow I would be flying out to Portland. I did one hour of workouts in my boxers, then got ready and was out to the office by 5:30, got to the office at 6:00. I had breakfast ready and sitting on my desk, Adrianna got me breakfast every morning, on my desk by 6:00. Next to my breakfast this morning was a folder, which I found off because I wasn’t involved in any ongoing cases. I sat down at my desk with my cup of coffee, and opened the folder, there was five photocopied pictures of pussy and titts, and if I didn’t know any better I would guess of it was Adrianna. I called Adrianna into my office to figure out who had delivered this folder.
“Where did this folder come from?” I asked.
“Well I took the photos on the photocopy machine, and put them in the folder for you.” she replied.
“Uhm, why?” I was completely confused, and almost speechless.
“I thought you would like it, I see you checking me out around the office when you see me around, plus you have been really stressed out.” she replied.
“So what does this mean?” I asked.
“Well you tell me.” she said while walking over and sitting on my lap.
“Uhhh I don’t know.” I replied.
“Then I guess I will have to show you what it means.” she said while sitting on my lap and grabbing my half erect cock through my trousers.
I pushed the button on my desk that makes the glass walls around my office white out, then I started kissing Adrianna. Caressing her tongue with my tongue, and grabbing her tits. My cock was hard and throbbing, I had her on my lap, moving around, and rubbing my cock with her hand. She stood up, got onto her knees, undid my belt, and took my cock out of my trousers. She stared at it for about 30 seconds while rubbing it, then started to suck on it, instantly there was immense pleasure, I wanted to cum all over her face. I had fantasised about fucking her, and her sucking on my cock many times since I hired her, but now it was actually happening. I stood up as she stood up and unzipped her dress, she sat down in my chair, I slipped her heels off and tossed them, pulled her dress down and tossed it. She was sitting there in my chair, in nothing but a bra, and a thong, staring at me with my throbbing cock hanging out of my undone, and unzipped trousers. She was so beautiful and sexy, her tits were if I had to guess a D cup, she had a sexy ass, that I learned I loved to grab onto, and she definitely knew how to suck cock. I took my tie off and my shirt and threw them to the ground, got down on my knees slid her pink laced thong off, and started licking her bare pussy. I slid my finger into her pussy while I licked her clitorus side to side, she was holding onto my hair with both hands and pulling me deeper into her pussy while moaning. Her pussy tasted so good, and it was so warm, I wanted to lick her pussy every day until I died.
She stood up and I shoved her down bending over my desk, I undid her bra and tossed it to the ground, slipped my shoes and trousers off, and with my trousers went my boxers. I started rubbing her pussy from behind her with my cock, then I lined it up, it was so wet that I didn’t even have to spit on it, or use any kind of lubricant. My cock slid right into her hot pussy, her pussy lips were pink and swollen, her tits were hard, I started going gently and soft. Then I started speeding up and my balls started smacking against her thighs, She was moaning, she was so naughty, I could tell she loved rough sex. I spread her cheeks apart and watched my cock go in and out of her pussy, I took my dick out of her and flipped her around, lined my cock up and slid it into her pussy. She grabbed onto my ass cheek with one hand, and scratched my back with her other hand, she was leaving hickies all over my chest, I was fucking her so hard my balls were starting to hurt from smacking her ass. I knew I was near cumming inside of her, and I didn’t want to take the risk of getting her pregnant. So I took my cock out of her pussy and slid it into her asshole, her face turned into pure pleasure,I could tell she wasn’t expecting it at all. I started fucking her as hard as I could, while rubbing her clitorus, she was holding onto me tighter than any girl ever had. I was about to cum, so grabbed onto her blonde hair with one hand, and put my other hand around her back. Then I erupted into her asshole, it felt like I cummed for 35 seconds straight, it was the best orgasm I had ever had in my life. I took my cock out of her and cum just started pouring out of her, she was laying there with sweat running down her body, smiling at me, I was sweating too, it was a hell of a cardio workout.
I reached for my boxers, slide them on, then slide my trousers back on, tightened my belt, put my undershirt on, slid my dress shirt on, buttoned it up, then tied my tie. By the time I was fully dressed, I turned around and saw Adrianna was dressed and laying on one of the couches in my office, I pushed the button and turned the glass transparent again. She was sitting there with a glass of scotch, she had another glass sitting on the coffee table, I walked over and grabbed it, and sat down in the chair next to the couch. I couldn’t believe I just fucked my secretary.

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Stranded at Sea

It was the end of my long internship at an advertising agency, and I was looking forward to the kicking off the summer the right way. I would have never believed what was in store for me

I Dont Want The World I Want You! Part 5 – Conclusion.

In life, we all have to make decisions. Sometimes, these decisions are easy, but sometimes they are “hard”! But some decisions are so hard, that you don’t know which route you will decide to take until the very last moment. Now, it’s time for Harry to make the most difficult decision of his life!

The Sideline Story

THE SIDELINE STORY
Chococat blanket around her frame, popcorn in her lap, book to her left and a TV playing an episode of Silent Library. It wasn’t the way she wanted to spend her Saturday night but frankly she wasn’t about to go anywhere or do anything out in this weather—rain could be heard all throughout the dorm hall and unlike every other night that was filled with bumping bass from the neighboring dorms, and laughing and running down the hallway, it was quieter than usual. Everyone was either already in bed or they were preparing to go. Lucky them. With Chemistry homework due for her afternoon class, she had to get it all done and there wouldn’t be any sleeping for her. At least not for now. She’d have to deal with that though—she knew it was due and she procrastinated.
She popped a kernel between her lips and chewed, as she penciled in another answer, not feeling up to the task of doing her work although she was only two pages to go until completion. Scratching her head only briefly, she adjusted the head scarf that held up the shortened, nearly faded sides of her head. She had decided to do something new since she was coming back to campus for the fall after a year’s hiatus. Much to her mother’s pleasure, she didn’t care what she did. “Cut your hair! Do it—get a tattoo. Hell, get your clit pierced, as long as it means you’re going back to school!” With a shift in her position she just about regretted taking all that advice to heart. It heightened everything, that piercing.
She yawned slowly before she heard the iPhone indication—reaching for it, she yawned before she unlocked the phone and tilted her head at the message. You alone?
With the smallest of smiles and a small warmth in the pit of her stomach she quickly shot a text back. She didn’t know why he’d even ask—he knew she was alone. She sighed as she got up, and went to unlock the door to her dorm. Seeing as her roommate would be a hoe come rain or shine, she was once again alone for the night. At least until he came through.
She closed her book, knowing she wouldn’t be doing anymore studying for the night; she could cram and try to finish in the morning. Running a hand through that bush of curls on top of her head, before she adjusted the wife beater she had on. Finishing her popcorn, she went to throw the bag away, before she heard the doorknob jiggle. She rose an eyebrow as she turned around, sticking out her hip and watching the door open. “So you assume I’m home alone now?” She asked, and she looked up at his stature, not much separating them height wise but he was still nonetheless intimidating.
Big brown eyes staring back at her green ones, a smile tugged at his lips as he shrugged, locking the door. Turning towards her he pushed his glasses farther up his nose before approached her and leaned forward to peck her lips, to get a minimum response—she didn’t attempt to kiss him back. “Shannon.” He frowned, and she crossed her arms.
“Sir.” She answered back and he placed a hand on the nape of her back. She gnawed at the corner of her lip and she didn’t give in, even after he kissed her again. “Okay, okay.” She grinned as she wrapped arms around his neck, and he lifted her up off of the ground.
The walk from the living quarters of the double suite, to her bedroom, was short lived, but her lips never left his before he closed the door with his foot, laying her back against the bed. His fingertips slid down her arms and to the hem of her cotton shorts, sliding them down along with her plain white underwear. He grunted, taking a deep breath of her anticipation and he threw her a devious smile. “You act too much for me.”
“What?” She asked, lifting her upper half from the mattress, letting him lift the black wife beater from off of her body, throwing it to the floor before he leaned in and kissed the crook of her neck, leaving nothing but heat to travel from the point of contact throughout her chocolate skin.
“You always act like you don’t want me…need me,” He mumbled against her skin, limber fingers gently slipping off the lavender bra straps that held her c-cup breasts. “You know we need each other,” He said softly, and she grunted as his teeth gently sunk into her skin, only doing enough to make sensations—he knew the rules. No marks, no hickies.
“I don’t need you,” She protested, but that only followed with a moan as his hands reached behind to unclasp the bra, making her back arch with every quiet ‘click’ that led her one step closer to total nudity.
And just like that, she was unwrapped before him like a Hershey’s bar. and he planned to eat every part of it.
“Don’t need me, huh?” He tilted his head slightly, a smile gracing his features along with those dimples she had come to be very fond of. She huffed as he slipped off his glasses, only to take off his shirt. Looking at his body, marked like a wall in the neighborhood she grew up in, she reached up, touching his chest as he slid his glasses back on. “You sure you don’t?” He asked her, and she slightly pouted, already thick lips now looking thicker than ever.
“You’re here for a good nut and conversation. Don’t flatter yourself.” She said with a kiss to the back of his ear, and he shuddered as he gripped her thighs, wrapping his legs around his waist. He could feel her wet and waiting prize right against his stomach.
“You’re selling me short again Shan,” He warned her, as he rolled them over to put her in a position of power—a position she so desperately wanted, but didn’t seem to know how to grasp in his eyes. Watching her behind his frames, she undid the belt on his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping with fluid motion that almost seemed like artwork in motion. God, she was beautiful. Even as her emerald pools glittered at the sight of his penis springing to life from the confines of his cotton boxers; he knew that’s the only time she ever truly had a look of surprise, although they had been together many times before. “It’s not gonna change.” He teased her, and she frowned.
“Shut up,” She chuckled before she reached for her dresser, grabbing a gold wrapped condom. Carefully opening it, she examined it, inch for inch before it was applied to him, and she bit her lip as she aligned herself with him, slowly lowering herself upon it.
A slight grunt left his lips as he reached upwards, and let his hands slowly cup her breasts as she began to rock her hips against his dick, her hips slowly winding to a silent rhythm that seemed to be only heard by the two. He watched her, even amidst his rising lust and libido; he always made her look him in the eyes when they fucked…for his own personal reasons.
“Shit,” She mumbled as she continued to grind against him, her walls taking every centimeter of the Nine inches he acquired. She let out another moan as his left hand left her breast, sliding gently down her abdomen and to the pierced nub that was now hard and stiff from arousal. Rubbing it with his index and middle fingers, he smiled like a small child as she writhed and bucked above his body. “Baby stop,” She whined, not wanting to reach a climax just yet.
He merely chuckled as she continued to ride him, until he could see her thighs clenching. Her walls followed suit and he let out a low growl, narrowing his eyes but not taking them off of her. “Fuck, milk my shit girl,” He demanded lowly, and she bit her lip as her body worked like a machine, continuing to let her walls massage and squeeze his piece. The temperature of the room seemed to heighten with every second, the strokes went longer and stronger, and Shannon was visibly in a state of ecstasy to the point that her body fell on top of his, her lower half still grinding and rocking against his dick. Chocolate tones now mixed within sweat, sex, and caramel complexion, the moment seemed just about perfect. Every movement sent each closer to their peak of love.
“Cum for me,” She moaned, already knowing he was close by the way he throbbed within her. He groaned as he gripped her ass, pulling the cheeks apart slowly as he came into the condom. Although spent for the moment, he continued to let her hips rock until he felt her body tremble on top of his. Her juices slid out of her and he watched her in silence as she lifted herself off and began to lick the juices off the condom.
He shook his head with a closed smile—she was so vulgar in bed and it amused him because compared to the façade she held outside with other students was, her kinky attitude was impressive and also extreme. She pulled off the condom and straddled him backwards, dripping wet pussy now dead in his face. With no hesitation, he pulled her bottom half to his mouth and let his tongue roam where it could, paying extra attention to her sensitive, pierced nub. He groaned softly at the feeling of her warm, wet mouth against his dick, bobbing up and down at a firm and steady pace. Her tongue slid all around his shaft and paid extensive mind to the vein on the back of his dick. Her hands skillfully fondled his balls, her manicured nails gently running themselves along the skin.
A knock on the door interrupted the whole moment. He swore that her roommate was long gone for the night. “Shannon? You sleep?” The girl’s voice was pretty sedity and light and it matched his view on her perfectly.
“…Yeah I just laid down,” Shan took long enough time to come for air to answer the girl.
“Okay, just wanted to let you know I was in. And Julian left a message on the machine—you can read it in the morning,” She said, and he rolled his eyes slowly. What a way to ruin the moment; bring up that pussy of a boyfriend.
“Okay, thanks Tiara.” She said, and waited to hear the door close, before she went back to working on what she had started.
He just shook his head, before he let his mouth latch back onto her mound, his tongue waggling around in blissful ignorance although his mind was racing. He didn’t know how long he’d be able to do this. He had already fucked around and fell into a deep like…

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