skirt, but this time with a matching black blouse and black jacket. She looked very proper, except for the mischievous smile on her lips, and the glint in her eyes.
“Have you been to a funeral?” Jimmy said.
He put down his pen and sat back in his leather arm chair. Charlie walked across his office on her high heels, and stood in front of his desk.
“It might as well have been a funeral. I need to hire a lawyer. Frank is filing for divorce. He is accusing me of sleeping around,” she said, and rolled her eyes. “I don’t know where he gets that idea. I haven’t slept with anyone since you. The others, well ... they just don’t do it for me any more.”
Jimmy chuckled. “Yeah. I’m sorry about that. I should have warned you.”
She looked at him funny.
“Warned me about what?” she said.
“Other women I’ve been with, well, they tell me they can’t go back to average guys. They tell me I’ve ruined them for other guys,” he said.
“You got that right. If a guy’s not as big as you, I’m just afraid he’s not gonna do it for me,” Charlie said.
Jimmy sat forward and put his hands on the desk with his fingers laced together.
“And now Frank wants a divorce?” he said.
She rolled her eyes and let out a sigh.
“Yes. He wants a divorce. Go figure. But I don’t have the money for a retainer,” she said.
She had one hand on her hip, with her hip thrust out. Jimmy stared at the curve of her hip, and nodded his head. That wasn’t going to be a problem.
But Charlie had another idea. She unzipped the short, black skirt, and let it fall to her feet. Beneath it, she wore nothing at all. Jimmy’s eyebrows went up.
“All I have to offer is my pussy. I hope you’ll accept it,” she said.
She sat on the front edge of his desk, leaned over it toward him, and lifted her leg. Jimmy reached across the desk to touch her pussy, and pushed his middle finger into her wet opening. Charlie moaned. Her sparkling brown eyes looked deep into his eyes.
“You’d better bring that over here so I can get a better look,” he said.
“If you say so,” Charlie said.
She hopped off the desk and walked around to his side. He moved aside the blotter, his book of statutes, the stapler and the Rolodex, and pushed his chair back. She sat on the edge of his desk and put her feet on either side of his chair.
Jimmy looked at her pussy. It was beautiful, with just a few wisps of brown hairs around her glistening, pink lips. He looked up to her face.
“I’ll dismiss my normal retainer in exchange for your offer. I’ll begin the oral deposition now,” he said.
He bent down and kissed her mound. Charlie giggled. He let the tip of his tongue brush through the fine, wispy hairs, and she sighed.
“Oh yes, baby,” she said.
She laid back on his desk with her knees up. Jimmy rolled the chair closer, and continued the examination with his tongue. He ran the tip up and down between the folds of her soft pussy lips, and pushed it into her sweet opening, as deep as it would go.
Someone knocked on the door, and the door opened. Charlie turned to look. Jimmy lifted his head from between her legs. It was Marla, his secretary, standing in the doorway, one hand on the door knob, and a blue folder in her other hand. She stared at them.
“I have District Attorney Tanner on line three. He wants to know if you’d like to join him for lunch before your golf game,” Marla said.
Jimmy licked his lips and cleared his throat.
“Please tell D.A. Tanner that I’ll be eating out today,” he said.
Marla nodded and closed the door. She had a faint smile on her lips.
Charlie was looking at him with a confused face.
“She took that well,” she said.
“Yeah. She’s like that.”
Charlie’s confused face turned to a big grin.
“You’re fucking her, aren’t you?” she said.
Jimmy chuckled.
“She gets a pretty good year end bonus. About once a week,” he said.
“I wouldn’t mind getting that kind of bonus in my