Lawyers love money and sex

Lawyers love money so it’s not hard to get a private audience. His law-firm specializes in… traffic accidents? Well go figure, you didn’t really pay close attention to those billboards. You call in and make up some sob story about how your ‘daddy’ got you a brand new luxury car that was ruined when the idiot son of some rich guy back-ended you totaling both vehicles and putting you in a neck brace. You can almost hear the cha-ching sounding in head of the associate they made you talk to. After that it isn’t hard to get an appointment with Hank, you can play the role of an airhead pretty well and eventually manage to convince the firm that “I need Hank!”

You rent a red hot rod and put on a neck-brace along with your best valley girl accent for the consultation. You wear clothes that fully cover you, but in a size too small with a black bra under a white top. The outfit shows off your curves beautifully without showing much skin. Soon you’ll have Hank wanting to unwrap your tight body. You’re going to be the spoiled little bimbo he can take advantage of.

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“Why hello, Mr. Hank!” You bounce up to him and nearly jump on him as you hug him tight. “Ohhhhhh!” You let him go and bring a hand up to your neck brace wincing. Hank looks concerned and pulls up a chair for you.

“Thank you Mr. Hank!”

He delicately corrects you, Mr. Steele.

“Well like this asshole races up on me when I’m at a redlightandhitsmyfuckingcar…” You launch into a rapid telling of your story, talking faster each time he tries to interrupt you. You finish taking a deep breath “So can you like help me Mr. Steele?”

You don’t wait for a response “Oh! Ow ow ow!” You get out of the chair “My neck, it’s like all messed uppp.” You tail off with a rising inflection, making it sound like a question. “I need to go see my masseuse, he has magic hands! We should totally reschedule!” He’s trying to say something, but you’re oblivious to him. “Later cutey!” You hold your neck still, but manage to sway your ass invitingly as you leave. It’s a strange motion, but what can you say you have a gift for showing off your body.

Of course the firm calls you back. You manage to get Hank to meet you at a restaurant nearby because “The office is like totally stuffy, I think it aggravated my neck you knoww.” You answer Hank’s questions over lunch. You’ve chosen to wear another tight ensemble, but this time a boob window shows off your perky full breasts. You’re sure to attract his attention to your tits as you absently draw your fingers along the frame and sigh. You casually let him know that you feel so much better knowing your case is in his big strong hands. You’re sure that a man like him knows how to treat a lady like you. As the meal is wrapping up you get a call and have to leave immediately, you give him another hug and lay a light kiss on his cheek to mark him as yours. You’ll fully mark him next time. For the time being you’re enjoying reeling him in slowly. To make sure you’re living in his head you change into a shirt that’s identical except that it has an even bigger boob window toss up a peace sign and text it to him. You’ll let him wonder if he’s imaging things or not.

You get the fateful third meeting and it’s time to dress to impress. You free the skin. You’re wearing a halter crop-top and a thigh split skirt with slingback heels. After all only prudes don’t go all the way the third time! The meeting is in his office again. You let him have his say on the location just as you intend to let him have his way with you. Your little games have had their desired effect, he can’t take his eyes off of you. You watch him lock his office doors before joining you sitting on the corner of his imposing desk. He confides that he had a dream about you last night. You release the neck-brace and let it fall to the floor “Let’s make your dream come true Hank.” He laughs out loud “I knew your story was fake!” You smile as you stand and walk up to him, you’re hovering between his legs “A means to an end. I want you Hank and I always get what I want.”

You kiss his lips until his mouth opens and his tongue slips into your mouth Mmmmmmmmm. You stroke his chest through his suit and begin popping buttons, his hands wrap around your ass and squeeze! You pull out of the kiss and moan “I want you to fuck me Hank!” He puts you on your knees and frees his cock slapping you across the face with it “You lying whore, it’s time to make this worth my time!” You eagerly spit on his cock and thrust the tip into your mouth then pop it back out a few times before diving down deep. You softly scratch his balls with your long fingernails willing them to give you their everything. Your other hand strokes the base of his cock as you slide your mouth up and down the end. You give him a masterful sucking and he’s soon ready to cum for you. Drawing this out has made you so horny, you cannot wait! You squeeze him just right and suck his delicious cum down your orgasming throat, finally! You take a bit of his essence and give him some of your own. You hop to your feet stripping naked and press your hard nipples against the cool glass. Your nipples contract as you lean forward and crush your tits against his big glass window, you reach behind and spread your ass “Come and get it!”

He can’t resist the way you’re offering yourself and soon Hank’s hot dick is hammering into you as you moan against the window.