Justice for all………….for the right price

WhisperingRain

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Lana Marsh
27 years old, single
5’5” Thick, wavy jet black hair, round, bold sensual dark eyes, slender shapely figure
Junior Law Partner

OOC:
Lana had been a model law student with ambitions and a drive that didn’t quit. When she first started working for the law firm Tanner and Fields, she had started at the bottom. But it hadn’t taken her long to be recognized as one with bold determination, unafraid to battle it out in court, and took on any and all clients given to her, defending anyone no matter what. She had a remarkable record for moving cases along and for winning. She was known for working long hours, doing whatever it took to get the job done, bring in the money, and make her way up in the firm. In no time at all she had moved up and was now a junior partner. Now there was an opening for a senior partner and she wanted it badly, all she needed was to find a junior partner and she would be well on her way to achieving her goal.

IC:

“Any calls Syl?” I asked, passing Sylvia’s desk on my way back to the office. It was already after 4:00pm and after being in court all day, I still had a ton of paper work to do.

“Here’s a list of your messages, Miss Marsh. I checked off the ones you need to get back with today. Both Mr. Tanner and Mr. Fields have left for the weekend, but I think there’s one or two other associates still working.” Sylvia handed me my notes and following me into my office, handed me a cup of coffee after I sat down.

“Thanks Syl. I actually forgot it was Friday.” I replied taking the cup of coffee from her and smiled, having a pretty good idea of which associates were still working. There were at least two that had already caught my eye as possible candidates for the junior partnership.

I quickly went over the list of people I needed to call and damn, Ed Tate, or asshole I preferred to call him, was in trouble again. I picked up the phone, dialing his number, as much as I thought the man was scum, he had money to pay and he definitely had been paying us a lot of it. I glanced back at Sylvia still standing there. “Go on home Syl. I can manage and as you reminded me, it is the start of the weekend.” I smiled at her, then turned my attention to Ed Tate on the other end of the phone.
 
Devland Sheeran
34 single
5’ 11” well built, ginger hair and piercing hazel eyes.
Associate at Tanner and Fields Attorneys at law.

OOC:

Devland Sheeran was the fair haired boy of his law class, the boy with the golden touch. After graduation and passing the bar he one the coveted position of an assistant D A for the city of New York. Yet after three years he was still down in the trenches prosecuting minor cases, his legal and political aspiration frustrated at every turn. Devland seized with bitterness as he watched the less talented of his law class becoming successful. He finally packed it in looking for greener pastures and he had found them at Tanner and Fields Attorneys at law.

IC:

Friday and late afternoon when Devland came out of the firms law library,

“So Sylvia off for the weekend?....Anybody else still in the salt mines?

“No Mr. Devland just you and Ms. Marsh and I think Mr. Doyle.”

“Thanks well better get going I am sure you guy will be anxious to see you.”

Not waiting for and answer I went back to my office and started on the summation for my latest case. Tony de Chase was a petty criminal but as they say was well connected. I had now doubt that I had managed to discredit the prosecutions witness and Tony’s acquittal was a done deal. Was he guilty Hell yes I knew that as well as the D A but his job was to prove it beyond a reasonable doubt. Mine was to create doubt, and get paid handsomely for it.

Looking up I was surprised to see it was already 8PM Yet I still had 45 more minutes before I was ready to call it a night. So a cup of coffee now and dinner later. Stretching I headed for the coffee pot in the lounge.
 
Lana

Damn, I swore hanging up the phone. That’s all I needed now, if it wasn’t bad enough I had to put up with Ed Tate, finding every loop hole in the book getting him off every time he decided to let his temper get the best of him, along with the list of other crimes he kept adding to his record. Now attempted murder and armed robbery. Up until now he had kept it low key, but apparently the man was getting braver.

Throwing down the file, disgusted, I glanced at the clock and saw that it was already 8:00 and I still had one more call to make. I needed another cup of coffee and looking at the coffee pot, wasn’t it my luck it was empty. Well, I needed to stretch my legs anyway, so I went to the lounge. Just as I walked in the door I saw Devland Sheeran getting a cup of coffee as well. I had to smile, the man was definitely a worker and mighty nice to look at as well.

“See that you’re working late again Devland.” I said walking up next to him to pour myself a cup of coffee. The man did have a lot of potential from what I could see, in a lot of areas by the looks of him, I thought to myself. “Any chance you have some free time when you’re through here? I have to make another phone call, but I have a case I’d like you to take a look at, maybe give me your opinion on.”

Well, now was a good as time as any to find out what the man was made of. Handling Ed Tate’s case was definitely a challenge and I wasn’t about to deny I was getting real sick of the man myself.
 
God I am just about beat, need a good stiff drink right about now, not just coffee. I lean back against the coffee bar my head back and my eyes closed.

“See that you’re working late again Devland.”

Ms. Marsh’s voice brings me back to the present. This dark haired beauty had more the look of a centerfold than a crack aggressive lawyer and if the rumors where true she had used her looks in the courtroom to fluster witness and disarm the opposition by leading them to believe she was just a pretty face, they made that mistake only once. It was also rumored that Ms. Marsh was not above using her looks to tip the scales in this law firm o her advantage while clawing her way up from associate to junior partner.

“Any chance you have some free time when you’re through here? I have to make another phone call, but I have a case I’d like you to take a look at, maybe give me your opinion on.”

I glance down at my watch then stretch stifling a yawn.

“Yes Ms. Marsh I would be happy to take a look and give you my option. Say in about and hour?”

I watched as she sauntered out of the lounge her cup of coffee in her hand, damn she looked good and the way her hips swayed when she walk was enough to stir the imagination of any red blooded man.

I finished of my notes and went down the hall to her office door. Knocking softly;

“Ms. Marsh “
 
Lana

“Come on in.”

I was sitting leaning back in my chair, having slipped off my heals, with my feet up on the desk, my ankles crossed, my skirt raised slightly above my knees, with the phone to my ear. I raised my hand to him, holding up one finger to let him know I would just be a minute. Finishing up my phone call, I took a nice long leisurely look at the man standing in my office, definitely intrigued by what I saw.

Hanging up the phone, I stood up, searched through some files on my desk, finding Ed Tate’s and picked it up. I grabbed my jacket off the back of my chair and walked towards the door. I turned and smiled at him.

“Let’s get out of here, we can discuss this case over dinner. I’m sure you haven’t had anything to eat any more than I have. And to tell you the truth I could use a drink and change in atmosphere. There’s a small pub around the corner from here, it’s close, quiet and has great food. You don’t have any other plans, do you?”
 
“Come on in.”

I stepped through the door to be greeted by a rather enchanting sight. Ms. Marsh had her feet up on the desk and her heels off, and to say she had a great pair of legs was an understatement. Her ankles where trim, her calves firm and athletic, her simple white blouse was chosen to accentuate the curve of her breasts. Ms. Marsh was slender, athletic and her body, at least what I could see was balanced in all the right places. She cradled the phone to her ear and held up a slender finger to her lips for silence.

“Let’s get out of here, we can discuss this case over dinner. I’m sure you haven’t had anything to eat any more than I have. And to tell you the truth I could use a drink and change in atmosphere. There’s a small pub around the corner from here, it’s close, quiet and has great food. You don’t have any other plans, do you?”

“No, I have no plans for this evening and I could use a drink right about now myself, and I don’t think I’d turn down such a tempting offer for dinner either.”

My voice was light, professional, and there was just a hint of a twinkle in my eye.


P.J. Connelly’s was a neighborhood pub very traditional, the Guinness was on tap, and old fashion pump tap, the sandwiches where generous, and the steam line out of this world. We sat in a corner booth in the back of the pub.

“Ms. Marsh what would you like to drink?”
 
“Come on in.”

I stepped through the door to be greeted by a rather enchanting sight. Ms. Marsh had her feet up on the desk and her heels off, and to say she had a great pair of legs was an understatement. Her ankles where trim, her calves firm and athletic, her simple white blouse was chosen to accentuate the curve of her breasts. Ms. Marsh was slender, athletic and her body, at least what I could see was balanced in all the right places. She cradled the phone to her ear and held up a slender finger to her lips for silence.

“Let’s get out of here, we can discuss this case over dinner. I’m sure you haven’t had anything to eat any more than I have. And to tell you the truth I could use a drink and change in atmosphere. There’s a small pub around the corner from here, it’s close, quiet and has great food. You don’t have any other plans, do you?”

“No, I have no plans for this evening and I could use a drink right about now myself, and I don’t think I’d turn down such a tempting offer for dinner either.”

My voice was light, professional, and there was just a hint of a twinkle in my eye.


P.J. Connelly’s was a neighborhood pub very traditional. The Guinness was on tap, and old fashion pump tap, the sandwiches where generous, and the steam line out of this world. We sat in a corner booth in the back of the pub.

“Ms. Marsh what would you like to drink?”
 
I grinned at him, a small spark in my eyes when he said he had no plans, his comment about dinner and I did like that little twinkle in his eyes. Yes, he and I might get along real good, I thought to myself.

“I’ll have a vodka and orange juice, nothing like starting the weekend with a screwdriver.” I said with a slight flirtatious tease in my eyes.

After getting our drinks and ordering sandwiches, I set the file down in front of him while we waited for our food. Leaning probably a little to close, I quickly pointed out the highlights to Ed Tate’s case just to give him a little background on the jerk. Then I explained about the latest thing the man did. I turned and looked at him, my face only several inches from his.

“So you see, the man’s not on the most desirable list, but he is our client and he pays. And this time he’s really got himself in deep shit. So what do you think? Interested in working on me… I mean with me on it?”
 
“I’ll have a vodka and orange juice, nothing like starting the weekend with a screwdriver.”

The flirtatious look in Ms. Marsh’s eyes the way she leaned so provocatively close as she went over the case notes on Tate’s case. She lifted her head and her raven’s wing black hair teasingly hanging over one eye, her lips only a breath away from mine. Oh Ms. Marsh was good very good at using all her charms to get what she wanted. I wondered how far she would really go.

“So you see, the man’s not on the most desirable list, but he is our client and he pays. And this time he’s really got himself in deep shit. So what do you think? Interested in working on me… I mean with me on it?”

A sly smile crosses my face.

“ Ms. Marsh I would love working on you………………”

My voice soft deep and a teasing gleam in my eyes.

“………and working on the Tate case as well. Like you say he is our client and he does pay. I would need to see the police report and see just what kind of case they have and what mistakes they may have made.”

I pause taking a sip of my Guinness

“You got to love the Miranda act one little mistake in advising Tate of his rights and they have blown their case.. We need to talk to Tate.”

I lean a little closer to her our lips almost touching now.
 
Lana

Ms. Marsh I would love working on you………………………and working on the Tate case as well. Like you say he is our client and he does pay. I would need to see the police report and see just what kind of case they have and what mistakes they may have made.

I took several sips of my drink, smiling. Oh my, he was bold, and that was definitely points in his favor for sure. That teasing gleam in his eyes, the tone in his voice, had me well imagining the kind of work I most likely would enjoy him doing on me.

You got to love the Miranda act one little mistake in advising Tate of his rights and they have blown their case.. We need to talk to Tate.

There is a seductive grin on my face as I notice him lean closer, his lips all but touching mine, oh I did like a bold man. Without moving away my eyes met his, my voice soft, slow and sensual.

“The police report was being faxed to my office, should be there now or in the morning. We’re talking with Tate tomorrow afternoon. And you’re right that Miranda act has helped me win more than a few cases.”

I hesitate a brief second.

“Now that we have that cleared, I would say it’s time you were working on kissing me about now, wouldn‘t you say so?”
 
Ms. Marsh did not even flinch as I moved closer, ther was a teasing little sparkle in her eyes. Her lips so full and moist, a seductive little smile bows them.

“The police report was being faxed to my office, should be there now or in the morning. We’re talking with Tate tomorrow afternoon. And you’re right that Miranda act has helped me win more than a few cases.”

Her voice soft, each word slowly sensually delivered, for maximum effect. I did like her style. Then she pauses a moment

“Now that we have that cleared, I would say it’s time you were working on kissing me about now, wouldn‘t you say so?”

I match Ms. Marshes seductive grin with one of my own as my lips brush hers in a teasing sensual kiss, the tip of my tongue gilding across her full, pouty, lower lip, gently parting hers lips, then across the ridge of her teeth. I boldly rub her athletic calve with my foot and place my hand on her thigh under the table.

“Something like this Ms. Marsh?”

I tease her as I break the kiss.
 
Lana

“Oh that’s definitely a good start, Mr. Sheeran.”

There is soft, yet provocative tone in my voice, a bold flirtatious look in my eyes as I slowly let out a deep sigh, his kiss ever so tantalizing. Looking into those piercing hazel eyes of his, his assertive demeanor, I can’t help thinking I have possibly met my match in the field of sexual maneuvering. Without turning my gaze from his, I shift slightly in my seat, the touch of his foot against my calve, the warm invasion of his hand on my thigh is very inspiring.

Our waitress arrives with our food and asks us if we need anything else. Turning my head, I look at her and smile.

“Two more drinks thank you. Everything else is well taken care of.”

When she leaves I look back at Devland.

“You do realize that we will most likely be working all weekend……this case and all.”

My question sounding more like a statement, the underlying meaning very evident, especially when my legs part slightly.
 
Ms. Marsh’s soft proactive tone, the openly flirtatious gleam in her sensually dark mysterious eyes, that only lend to her dark, smoldering, erotic looks. The teasing sigh into our kiss her lips moving against mine as she speaks never fully breaking our kiss. Oh yess Ms. Marsh is well aware of her own sexuality and is not afraid to use it when the occasion calls for it. I am beginning to really be attracted to her bold, wanton, drive as aggressive as my own. She answers our waitress only giving her a fleeting glance; Ms. Marsh is confidently in command of herself.

“You do realize that we will most likely be working all weekend……this case and all.”

The sultry tone of her voice, as she parts her legs slightly, invitingly brings a rye smile to my face, my hand slipping under the helm of her skirt, then fingers tracing feathery, idle patterns on the sateen smoothness of her inner thigh.

“Well if I am going to be working under you all this weekend Ms. Marsh to call me Devland.”

There is a teasing gleam in my eyes, my voice soft, deep and husky.
 
Lana

My he does have the touch, that rye smile, his tempting voice, his aggressiveness as challenging as my own. The light feathery tracing of his fingers on my thighs, teasing, tempting, so persuasive, making me want for more.

Well if I am going to be working under you all this weekend Ms. Marsh to call me Devland.

“Oh I don’t think there’s a question of if you’ll be working under me for the weekend, Devland, just a question of whose car we‘ll be leaving in to go to my house when we leave here. And since we will definitely be working very close, you might as well start calling me Lana.”

A slow seductive grin plays on my face as I reach my hand down to squeeze his upper thigh before turning to take a sip of my drink.

“Although I do suppose we should at least enjoy the sandwiches before we leave. That is unless you would prefer they wrap them up for us to take with us.”

I laugh softly, teasing him and take another sip of my drink, slowly running my tongue along my lips before setting the glass down.
 
“Oh I don’t think there’s a question of if you’ll be working under me for the weekend, Devland, just a question of whose car we‘ll be leaving in to go to my house when we leave here. And since we will definitely be working very close, you might as well start calling me Lana.”

The slow seductive grin that plays
Across Lana’s lips, the sensual squeeze of her fingers when she reaches her hand down to rest on my upper thigh, then the casual way Lana turns to take a sip of her drink.

“Although I do suppose we should at least enjoy the sandwiches before we leave. That is unless you would prefer they wrap them up for us to take with us.”

Her soft laughter, the wicked glint in Lana’s eyes as the tip of her tongue, playfully glides over her soft full lips as she sets her glass down. Oh she is a bold confident woman and I find her quite intriguing. I wonder how much of Lana’s teasing, provocative show is just that teasing or is she the wanton sensual creature that she appears to be.

“Why we will take your car of course as you know the way and I would hate to waste time as we owe our best efforts to our client.”

My voce is low and husky as my fingers toy with the leg band of Lana’s panties, my eyes clear and steady as they gaze into here and my foot rubbing ever higher up Lana’s shapely calve.

“I think we should finish our sandwiches hers, as I would not want to be distracted once I started working under you Lana.”

How far would Lana go here in this public place, how bold and aggressive is she? All these thoughts cross my mine as I smile innocently into her eyes.
 
Lana

Why we will take your car of course as you know the way and I would hate to waste time as we owe our best efforts to our client.

His husky voice, the look in his eyes, almost daring me, especially with the teasing way his foot rubbed higher up my calve. It was all definitely giving me a lot of insight into the type of man he was. And that wasn’t all it was giving me, feeling his fingers playing with the band of my panties, it was more than I could do to just sit still.

I think we should finish our sandwiches here, as I would not want to be distracted once I started working under you Lana.

“You’re right Devland, I wouldn’t want you distracted from your work in anyway.”

I smiled directly at him, not missing any of his innuendo’s all evening and was finding him to be quite a fascinating challenge. I had to wonder how far he was willing to play out this little game between us and with that thought, I felt a very warm stirring not far from where his fingers were toying.

“And speaking of distractions, I’ll let you be distracted with your meal, while I go visit the ladies room.”

I smiled and slowly let his hand slip from my thigh as I got up from the table. I wasn’t gone long, returning with a grin. Once I sat back down, I leaned over close to his ear, my voice soft and sensual.

“One less distraction, we wouldn’t want our client thinking we were wasting valuable time now would we.”

While I spoke, my hand went under the table, putting my panties in his pants pocket and then brushed my fingers across his crotch as I brought my hand back up. I then took several bites of my sandwich and a few sips of my drink, as if not was going on.
 
Lana is a very self assured young woman her smile never wavers and the more aggressive and bold I am she is right there step for step move for move calm and confident. She excuses her self from the table and returns shortly with a grin like the cat that just swallowed the canary. She is a bold beauty and this peeks my interest

“One less distraction, we wouldn’t want our client thinking we were wasting valuable time now would we.”

I feel Lana slip something into my pocket, then her fingers give my crotch a fleeting brush, not to much but enough to let me know it was no accident. Lana sits there in all innocents nibbling daintily at her sandwich, and sipping her drink, casual relaxed as my hand slips to my pocket and I feel her silken panties there. A teasing smile of approval glints in my eyes as my hand again slides up Lana bare thigh this time to teas the downy wisps of her s warm moist pussy, I run my finger the length of her sweet little snatch to then massage Lana’s clit.

“ I like a working with someone who knows what they want Lana”

I take a leisurely sip of my drink.

“Shall we go to your apartment now and really get down to work or shall we continue here with opening arguments here Lana?”
 
Lana

Seeing the approval in his eyes at the same time feeling his hand slide up my thigh, I smiled as my legs parted slightly. I took a deep breath when I felt his teasing touch on my moist pussy, his finger running up to massage my clit. My hips automatically arched to his hand, although smiling trying to remain calm, there was nothing calm in the way my clit hardened or the quivering sensations I was feeling in my pussy.

I like a working with someone who knows what they want Lana.

I took a sip of my drink, actually finishing it quickly and looked at him, letting my eyes and smile answer him, my body having already let him know what I liked. Oh how cool and nonchalant he was, taking a sip of his drink, knowing full well how he had just affected me.

Shall we go to your apartment now and really get down to work or shall we continue here with opening arguments here Lana?

“Oh I think the opening arguments are pretty clear, our agenda as to how we will proceed from here seems quite defined. I’m ready to leave and have you begin working on this particular case with me.”

Grabbing my purse, I stood up and made my way to the door with him following me. When we got to the parking lot of our office, I led him to my car, a silver sports car and after unlocking the door we got in. In the small back seat, there were several outfits, on hangers, along with a variety of under things, clothes and heels and files on the seat.

“Excuse the mess in the back, but a woman does have to be prepared.”

My voice was light, teasing as were my eyes. Putting the car in gear, I pulled out of the parking lot to drive to my apartment. As always, I was happy that I didn’t live all that far from work.
 
Lana is not shocked by my overt and very intimate caresses. Her eyes smile and she lifts her glass to the perfect full lips of hers yet this time she takes more than just a sip as she drinks deeply, and her body leaves no doubt that she enjoys the caresses and attention that I am paying it.

Yet even so this wanton beauty remains cool and in command and I admire her for that control.

“Oh I think the opening arguments are pretty clear, our agenda as to how we will proceed from here seems quite defined. I’m ready to leave and have you begin working on this particular case with me.”

The double meaning of her words her soft voice and the provocative smiling in eyes are most charming as Lana’s beauty is matched by her wit. When we arrive at the stylish high powered sports car the back seat is a combination of business and seduction, files viruses daring outfits, business suits versus evening wear designed to seductively attract the eye. I smile having to admire Lana’s style she is willing to win by hook or by crook.

“Excuse the mess in the back, but a woman does have to be prepared.”


Laughing, a wicked teasing grin on my face I lean close to Lana my breath warm and moist at her ear.

“I like to see a woman who is prepared for any eventuality.”

As we leave the office garage and turn on to Main St. I gently lift Lana’s skirt to expose her bare pussy, I bend down and give her dark little bush a chaste teasing kiss.

“Um yes I think we will have to become intimate with every detail of this case Lana, and I can’t wait to get started “
 
Lana

His laugh and that wicked gleam in his eyes when he commented on being prepared for any eventuality made me laugh as well. I was starting to enjoy more and more Devland’s humor as well as his initiative.

Driving away, I can’t say that I wasn’t shocked when he lifted my skirt and leaned down to kiss my bare pussy. I won’t say that it didn’t give me a quick rush either or I’d be lying. I gave him a quick flash of my eyes with a subtle grin.

“I do like working with a man that looks forward to getting intimate with all the details of a case, Devland. Especially when they don’t waist any time in exposing the somewhat delicate particulars with each case.”

I flashed him another smile, my hands somewhat gripping the steering wheel, as I drove to my apartment. Couldn’t wait, hell, he wasn’t the only one that couldn’t wait.

When I parked the car outside my apartment building, I turned to him, leaning over with my lips a breath away from his as my hand boldly brushed across the material of his crotch.

“Coming up?”

Smiling, I turned and then we both got out of the car and walked into my building heading for the elevator to go up to my 5th floor apartment.
 
The quick flash in Lana’s eyes told me I had taken her by surprise. As did her grip on the steering wheel and I simply smiled as she drove on but made no effort to readjust her skirt.

“I do like working with a man that looks forward to getting intimate with all the details of a case, Devland. Especially when they don’t waist any time in exposing the somewhat delicate particulars with each case.”

Again that worldly teasing smile of Lana’s that said Mister I can give as good as I get then as she parked the car. The bold and seductive way Lana ran her fingers over my crotch.

“Coming up?”

Her voice soft, sweet and a knowing look in her sparkling eyes.

“But of course Lana as we have to get down to the bare facts of this case if all is to cum out.”

I pause as we enter her building.

“A good performance is mandatory in this case don’t you think? I think I’ll follow your lead as you are more intimate with all the details of the case Lana.”

My hand lightly caressed Lana’s firm derrière as we entered the elevator.
 
Lana

But of course Lana as we have to get down to the bare facts of this case if all is to cum out.

Damn he was good at this, never letting up, constantly challenging, his eyes bold and daring. I could actually see him in a court room, no backing down, witness’s on the stand squirming in their seats unprepared and unaccustomed to being backed against a wall with no way out. Yes, he was going to make one hell of a junior partner, and it wouldn’t surprise me at all if he had every intention of going further than that. But was he planning on taking this case I was offering him, or just me was the question, both might actually be needed to suit my purposes.

A good performance is mandatory in this case don’t you think? I think I’ll follow your lead as you are more intimate with all the details of the case Lana.

Hmm, following my lead, a light caress on my buttocks, why did I get the feeling he was actually toying with me; having taken the lead from the very beginning. As soon as the doors shut and we were alone in the elevator, with one hand on the wall above his shoulder, I leaned my body against his, my fingers toying with the buttons on his shirt, my eyes flirting with his.

“A good performance in any case is a definite must when you work under me, Devland. And I do so enjoy discovering all the intimate details in a case, it can become quite thrilling finding out what lies hidden beneath the surface, wouldn’t you say?”

Smiling at him, the elevator doors opened just at that moment and I moved from him.

“Coming?”

I blatantly teased as I walked off the elevator, going across the hall to my apartment. After unlocking the door, and we went in, I immediately leaned over the bar stool in front of the counter that separated the kitchen and living area and set the files down I was holding. The apartment was not overly large and modestly decorated, with a bold yet feminine touch. It was immaculately clean other than my desk in the corner of the room, obviously showing where I spent most of my time.

“Have a seat, get comfortable, take your shoes off as they say.”

My voice was light, a soft smile played on my face as I walked over to my fax machine, pulled the paper from it and then kicked my heels off. After making us each a drink I went back to the counter where he was still standing, set the drinks down and then handed him the police report that I had been waiting on. I hopped up one of the bar stools, crossing my legs, and let my foot brush softly against his let while I took a sip of my drink.

“So is that where you would like to start, or do you think we need to investigate more of the underlying details in this case?”
 
Lana had been content 5till now to let me set the pace yet as soon as we where alone in the elevator she leaned her firm athletic body against mine, toyed with the buttons on my shirt, her eyes flirting with mine. This was really the first sign of the aggressive nature that I knew simmer below her cool calm facade.

” A good performance in any case is a definite must when you work under me, Devland. And I do so enjoy discovering all the intimate details in a case, it can become quite thrilling finding out what lies hidden beneath the surface, wouldn’t you say?”……………………… “Coming?”

Again that cool sensual voice, teasing smile and a blatant sway in Lana’s hips as she exited the elevator leading the way to her apartment. There was now doubt in my mind that Lana was very much aware of her sexuality and was not above using it to get what she wanted. This of course presented no problem to me as she as a most desirable young woman.

Lana’s apartment was tastefully furnished and reflected both her bold aggressive nature and that deep sensuality that made up her nature, the way she leaned over the bar, the sway of her firm tight little ass as she placed the case file down. Quite a delightful teasing presentation. I could not help but admire Lana’s style.

“Have a seat, get comfortable, take your shoes off as they say.”

Lana moved like a cat, sleek, sensual, seductive. The way she casual slipped out of her heels, her smile, the soft almost cooing sound of her voice and I knew then that Lana’s sensuality was no act but an essential component of her personality. The more I got to know this cunning beauty the more I was attracted to her, not only physically but mentally as well, quite dangerous and intoxicating combination for me.

I smiled casual as Lana handed me a drink, the police report and then that seductive little caress with her foot, a very nice touch I thought to my self.

“So is that where you would like to start, or do you think we need to investigate more of the underlying details in this case?”


I took a sip of my drink and started to review the police report. My full concentration was on the report and several minutes later I looked up to meet Lana’s eyes.

“Well Lana I see several avenues that we may be able to exploit.”

My hand resting on her knee.

“According to the report It all started with a traffic stop.”

My hand ease under the helm of Lana’s skirt then my fingers trace idle little patterns on her upper thighs.

“Followed by a search of our client’s car. Yet he did not consent to that search, and the evidence discovered was in the trunk, not in plain sight. I think we can get everything after that thrown out as fruit of the poisoned tree as the evidence that formed the base for their search warrant of his home was based on a warrant less search was out probable cause.”

My other hand now undid he top button of Lana’s blouse.

“Your thoughts consular?”
 
Lana

I had to smile, studying him while he read the report, such a good-looking man with an air about him, intelligent, confident, bold. He was definitely interesting me more the longer I was around him. His smile, the way he studied the police report, so cool, so concentrated on the matter at hand, all good qualities for the person I was looking for as junior partner. But was he really that cool inside, this I was more than a little curious to find out.

Well Lana I see several avenues that we may be able to exploit………..According to the report It all started with a traffic stop.

I smiled at him, then looked down at his hand on my knee. My glances went back and forth to look in his eyes, then at his hand as it went beneath my skirt, moving up my thigh. Inhaling a breath slightly when I felt the soft touch of his fingers across my upper thighs, I uncrossed my legs and then parted them.

I continued listening to him explain his thoughts on the case, very impressed with his accuracy as to what we needed to do. But more impressed when his other hand unbuttoned the top button of my blouse. I was really starting to warm to his advances, as well as to the man himself.

Your thoughts consular?

“My thoughts? On the case? I think you’ll handle the case very well, with my help of course.”

I said and then took the report from his hand, laying it down on the counter. With my eyes focused on him, I reached my hand behind his neck, and as I pulled him down, I leaned up bringing my lips to claim his. This time the kiss was urgent, my lips parted beneath his, my tongue licked across his teeth to press within the warmth of his mouth, searching, exploring. My other hand massaged his chest, then went to the buttons on his shirt, opening several and letting my fingers feel the warmth of his bare skin underneath.

“How you handle working under me, Devland, is yet to be discovered. That is what we really need to find out, don’t you agree?”

There was and obvious look of wanton desire in my eyes as I looked up at him when our kiss broke. With both hands now on his shirt, I finished unbuttoning it and pushed it open, letting my fingers graze down his chest. I smiled with pleasure, highly aroused by the sight of his bare chest as well as the man standing in front of me.
 
I coolly study Lana not hiding the fact that I was highly interested in her option and also I slowly and blatantly inspected her from head to foot and smiled my appreciation of her lush body. I always was always attracted to beautiful young women, but I was equally attracted to women with a sharp and quick mind. and Lana Marsh was irresistible to me for she possessed both.

“How you handle working under me, Devland, is yet to be discovered. That is what we really need to find out, don’t you agree?”


Now Lana was bold, aggressive and assertive as her Sweet mouth urgently claimed mine with out waiting for an answer, yet she got one as I not only met the urgency of her kiss but deepened it in to a wild savage passion as Lana opened my shirt running her fingers across my bare flesh. There was no doubt that she was aroused as I broke that kiss.

“Well you’re the boss Ms. Marsh”

I tease as I take Lana’s hands and slide the zipper of her skirt down to let the garment pool around her ankles. Then in short order I striped her blouse from this beauty. as she stood ther only in panties and bar.

“And I do aim to please……….. Now we could waste time by going to your bed room, or…………….”

My hands where around Lana’s waist and I lifted her to place her firm little ass on the bar, then bent my head to kiss her panty covered pussy and tongued it teasingly trough the thin lacey material.

“Your choice.”

I look up and smile wickedly into her eyes.
 
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