Fighters and Lovers (CLOSED)

[Gr8chtr]

As a lawyer only three years out of law school, Stephen Koenig, 28, loved nothing more than a good legal fight, in the courtroom, in out-of-court negotiations, wherever. At 6'1", 175 he was a buff, mean fighting machine. As a wrestler in high school and college he had learned that contests, either athletic or legal, with clear rules of the game were really just bare-knuckle fights. You just had to not get caught. And, it really helped to personally dislike your opponent.

His current case was just ripe for such a fight. His client, a 45 year-old man, had started a small, local business with his girlfriend of similar age. The business prospered and was doing very well. The romantic relationship withered and died. Now the two former lovers were suing each other for ownership of the business. There was at least a million dollars at stake, maybe several times that much and nothing was clear. It was just a fight, and one with the underlying emotion that only is born of a failed romance.

Stephen had already done a fair amount of work in studying the situation and preparing a case. The one thing that he hadn't even begun yet was to study the opposition. He had just learned that the opposing attorney was Kimberly Cumstrom. She was a new lawyer in town. Word among the other local lawyers was that she was a vicious fighter. "Excellent, " Stephen thought, " this is just what I am good at. Bring her on!"

 

[bankbabe13]

OOC Kimberly Cumstrom 21 5'10 130 short natural red hair 32C chest 40" long legs typical girly girl princess type.

Kimberly fresh from law school was eager to show how a girl would do in a "man's " world which in the lawyer realm was likevthe good ol boys club. Yes often Kimberly cared more for her fasion then clients bit she did fight tooth and nail for them if it was a good case. Was considered unorthodox but scrappy by those she had encountered so far.
Her current case was two lovers suing for business rights so today was just a deposition hearing. She had heard about her current "opponent " and was stoked for the challenge.


She arrived thst morning to the deposition in the following


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Not very professional but in her mind it was not formal court and she LOVED being a fasion plate. The judge presiding gave her a cynical look due to her attire but she stayed confident as she introduced herself and shook hands with her soon to be current rival.

 

[Gr8chtr]

Amongst other things that Stephen Koenig was, he was a good dresser at his work. At home or for leisure he did wear designer jeans and sporty shirts but he had swallowed whole the idea and image that lawyers dress for the part. In law school he had seen many women students dressed casually - and had had sex with a couple of them - but his experience working with his female counterparts was that women's business suits were their universal attire.

When Kimberly Cumstrom arrived for the deposition, dressed like a hot fashion model, Stephen's mouth actually dropped open. Fortunately, for him, he was able to close it before he shook the hand that Kimberly offered him.

As Jason took his seat at the table in the judge's chambers while they waited for the judge to start the hearing, he began to wonder what Kimberly was up to. Was this dress a ploy intended to distract him? How could this woman be the "vicious fighter" of her reputation.

"Never mind that," Jason told himself, "don't get distracted." He began to work up the characteristic animosity toward the opposing attorney that so helped him as an aggressive trial lawyer. "Fuck her", he thought to himself, "not literally, of course, although that might be fun, but with the full emotion that the phrase 'fuck you' typically signals."

 

[bankbabe13]

Kimberly rolled her eyes as she read some texts on her phone as she seemingly didn't take this initial trial proceeding as important. She pocketed her phone and flashed her "opponent " a friendly smile and said she looked forward to the challenge of a good fight for justice.
The judge entered and didn't seem thrilled on Kimberly's attire. Again the young lawyer to be rolled her eyes in thst spoiled princess type way and offered an "apology". The proceedings went on with out a hitch, just basic exchanges of information. The judge than asked each of the lawyers if they had any objections to each other. Her opponent had the first turn and said something about objecting to her attire as he.....

 

[Gr8chtr]

Her opponent had the first turn and said something about objecting to her attire as he.....

"Your honor," Stephen said in that professional and deferential tone that only lawyers can put on, "our objection, of course, is that this is a groundless suit brought by a jealous, rejected lover. We have made that clear in the papers that we have filed with this court prior to this preceding. We realize, your honor, that this case will continue to move toward a trial unless you grant our request to dismiss it out of hand."

Pausing for effect and glancing sideways to catch Ms. Cumstrom's gaze, he continued, "My only other comment at the moment is that we intend to pursue this litigation strenuously. Given the fashion in which counselor Cumstrom has appeared in court today, I'm wondering if the other side takes this seriously at all, or if this is just a circus for show."

 

[bankbabe13]

"Mr Koenig there is nothing wrong with the miss Cumstrom's attire, may be not classic style for court but nowadays mNy a talented lawyer are dressing in different styles yet they still study cases. Please focus on your client and case". The judge says to you. As I walk up to the judges bench to give him my initial submissions, I turn to to you sticking out my tongue like a bratty girl that got her way as the judge seemed to take my side which may work to my benefit.
I walk back and before I go back to my area stop by your table and teasingly say " yes focus on your case i know you got a "short" attention span and all. As I say that I look at your crotch as it seems like I'm taking a shot at your man hood then head back to my table.

 

[Gr8chtr]

One of the first things that you learn in law school about courtroom procedures is "Never piss off the judge." I hadn't quite pissed him off but he swatted me up side the head with his rebuke. To top it off, by the time I had said "Yes, your honor", you had stuck your tongue out at me like some smart-ass middle school kid. By now I was getting pissed, not at the judge but at you.

When you stopped by my table with your comment about my "short" attention span, I didn't get it at first. I knew that you were being sarcastic but what was this about your emphasizing "short"? Then, I realize that you are staring at my crotch when you said that. "Ok," I think, "she wants to escalate, fine, bring it on."

I stand up slowly, check to make sure that the judge has left the courtroom, look you straight into your eyes and say, "The next time you stick your tongue out at me, you fucker, I'll bite it off. And, if you think that there is something about me that's too "short", you've got another think coming. You couldn't even handle what I've got."

 

[bankbabe13]

A one hour recess in the proceedings is called. I pass you on myvway out mocking you "better take notes and get a better grasp on things. You're gonna lose hun". With that I head to a break type room to get some coffee. It was early on a Saturday so not alot of traffic so I could enjoy the peace. I then see you enter and roll my eyes "give up yet?" I say egging you on with my princess diva tone as I walk over to the sink area and fridge to get creamer for my coffee.

 

[Gr8chtr]

Usually when there is a lengthy break in some proceedings with which I am involved, I go out for a walk or go to Starbucks to have coffee and try to relax. For some reason this time I wander to the small break room where lawyers occasionally hang out. My case was the only one on today's court docket, so there were few people around.

I enter the break room and see the last thing that I would want to see: you! But, it did give me an opportunity to see you from a different angle than before. "Shit," I think to myself," Kimberly Cumstrom's got a fucking hot body". I was already worked up from our courtroom encounter and your sarcastic comment about some part of me being "short" and my coming right back at you with an equally sarcastic retort. I realize that if you were a man I would probably start a fistfight right there. I also realize that I'm becoming aroused; my pants are suddenly fitting tighter than before.

It also came to me suddenly that maybe your sarcasm and rolling your eyes hides some arousal that you may be feeling toward me. "Wait, fuck!," I think, "maybe I can use this to my advantage - distract her or get her so confused that she will be off her game when court resumes".

Give up yet?

That did it. I bolt across the room and stand face-to-face with you, our bodies separate only by inches. "Give up?," I grunt, "fuck, girl, you haven't seen anything yet."

I can no longer control myself. Before you can respond I slap my hand around to the back of your neck, hard enough that it's audible. I slam my mouth on yours, thrusting my tongue inside while I grab your ass with my other hand. After a few seconds, I loosen up and say, "So, let's see what you got, Cumstrom."

 

[bankbabe13]

I back off shimmy my perky chest at you and teasingly say I BET you wanna see what I got huh? Never gonna keep dreaming. I wiggle my tight rear end as I'm standing by a table looking at some court room literature. "Keep having those wet wet dreams counselor you ain't got the balls to see what I got" I say it just aloud enough where it seems like I'm muttering under my breath but just loud enough for you to hear and think I'm messing with you as I pretend not to act interested.

 

[Gr8chtr]

I wasn't surprised by your sarcastic comment, I expected it. But, I'm not sure what you're up to. On the one hand you didn't slap my face when I thrust my mouth onto yours. So...maybe my move was not so unwelcome? On the other hand you didn't respond in any way that suggested that you were aroused by my move. So WTF?

Then it came to me. "Maybe this is just a part of her game to get some advantage", I told myself. "Maybe if I get her pissed off enough she will lose her cool."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I say, throwing your sarcasm right back at you. "I bet you don't even know how to have a good fuck. I bet that when your boyfriend fucks you - assuming you even have a boyfriend - you just lay there like a wet dishrag. It's not that I don't have the balls to see what you got, you got nothing. Your tank's empty."

 

[bankbabe13]

"You couldn't fill my tank with that "short" attention span you got" again seemingly egging him on as the tension both physical and sexual rises. "We got an hour before court resumes you gonna prove me wrong or are you all talk?... yeah thought so" Kimberly says when he says nothing. I turn away from you to head to the fridge. Secretly wanting you to make a movecasxindo find you cute, but also being on opposing sides there is a natural rivalry and disdain for the other as well.

 

[Gr8chtr]

We got an hour before court resumes you gonna prove me wrong or are you all talk?... yeah thought so...

I probably could have guessed that Cumstrom would not give up easily. She was daring me; no, taunting me. If I did nothing or just shot back another insult, she would win. If I moved on her I would run the risk that she would claim assault.

The back-and-forth taunts were arousing, though. By now I was feeling very hot. As she turned away from me toward the fridge, I noticed something that I had never noticed before. There was a lock on the inside of the break room door. Probably there in case the conference rooms were all full and a lawyer needed to have a private conversation with their client.

In one quick move I turned to the door and twisted the lock closed, causing it to make a sharp, metallic sound. Before Kimberly could turn completely around, I rushed her from behind, pinning her to the door of the fridge as I forced my free hand between her chest and the fridge door, savagely squeezing her breast with my fingers.

With my mouth close to her ear I hissed at her, "If you got anything like you claim, turn around and let me see what you got. Because unless you're just all talk, we're going to fuck each other on the top of that big conference table until one of us gives up. Then, we'll see who's got anything to brag about."

 

[bankbabe13]

I turn to face you my perky firm breasta rise and fall under my button down dress. With pursed lips I egg you on saying. "You wanna see what I got? Nothings stopping you hun. You dint have the balls. Just a bluff like your weak court moves i have to endure all the time."My eyes fixated on the bulge in your pants as I end my sentence, I raise one eyebrow like I'm calling you out."guess you don't want to see what I got" as I place my hands at my sides showing I won't attempt any kind of block, calling your "bluff" or are you all in?

 

[Gr8chtr]

I ignore your taunts; I'm used to them by now. But, I realize that you want me to make the first move. Well..fuck...I did make the first two moves already.

But...you don't do anything to stop me. In fact, seeing you standing there with your hands at your sides and your breasts now straining against the tightly-buttoned dress that you're wearing leave me no choice: Either I take you right now or I leave this room the loser. The only thing I don't know is how you'll respond.

I kick off my shoes, quickly unbuckle my suit pants and let them drop to the floor as I step out of them. I don't say anything. I just step forward and quickly unbutton your dress from top to bottom. I don't bother to take it off completely; I don't need to. Once I get your panties and my briefs off, I can fuck you with your dress still draped over your shoulders.

I wrap both of my arms around you and spin you around so that your ass is against the edge of the long table. I grab your ass with both hands, hoisting you up on the table top. I climb up myself, roll on top of you and slam my mouth on yours as I hungerly grope your breast.

Hissing into your ear I say" So, you got any moves or shall I just fuck you like you're a mannequin in a store window?"

 

[bankbabe13]

"Just like in court ill outlast you!" With that I wrap my toned legs around you pulling you to me, where I lie on the edge of the table, my heeled boots dangling just off the floor even with my mile long 40" long legs. I pull my lacy thong to the side and you easily slide in my tight bald slit, as the sexual tension moments ago got us both all hot and bothered. I take my petite hips and begin more or less fucking your cock, seeing you wide eyed at my tightness I giggle" what's matter counselor you have done this before right?" Biting my lower lip as I feel you move about inside me. Not trying to let on that I'm enjoying it, but secretly I know you are making all the right moves and are talented in this arena.

 

[Gr8chtr]

God I'm hot. All I want to do is to fuck you. And, thanks to your moves, I am.

Just like in court ill outlast you!

Oh...that's the game you're playing. I cum first, I lose. So, I could try to slow down, maybe stop your hips from moving but then you would be able to claim that I'm no good as a lover. So, how do I have a chance to win? I probably can't outlast you but I have a chance of making us cum together. Make us both explode as quickly as possible.

I quickly explore what might make you cum the quickest. I grab your breast as we fuck and hear a soft moan coming from your lips. I tongue kiss you savagely and you respond in kind but not out of control. I draw my cock almost out of your slit and slam back into you. You moan loudly. That's it! Fucking you really hard while you fuck me right back is the best chance I've got.

I pull back nearly out and slam into you again. Another loud moan from you but one from me also. I do it again and again and again. Our moans are so loud now that they fill the room. I'm lost in you. With what little breath I have left I grunt loudly, "Fuck me hard now, damn you, just fuck me until we both explode."

My mind is filled with lust for you but, oddly, another thought floats through. I'm feeling less angry now than I am just turned on by you. I could like doing this many more times.

 

[bankbabe13]

I wrap my mile long 40" long legs around your waist pulling you deeper into my wet tight pussy. I show off how in shape I am as my hips and thighs work in unison to fuck your hard cock, putting the "control" factor back into my court so to speak.
"Gonna make ME do all the work? Typical man!" I scoff in a bratty princes type spoiled tone as I smirk at you as you try to break the vice grip of my toned legs so you can take control back. You notice playing with my perky tits seems to every once in awhile distract me and you may use that to your advantage.