Tuesday 20 June 2017

Choice Tales from the Vale – (190) The Maverick Solicitor’s Dilemma

Hollins, Cooper and Baker were the firm of Purplemere Solicitors handling Paul Lipscombe’s divorce and it was during a meeting with Lindsay Baker that they first made a “connection”.
And during the meeting an invitation was extended for him to return to the office that evening when they made another connection, namely her hot pussy with his erection.

She was an attractive woman, tall and slender in her early thirties wearing a tailored business suit and spectacles, and she spoke in posh plummy tones which he had always had a soft spot for and it always caused a hardening of his soft spot and the horny way she peered over the top of her spectacles got him harder.
So it wasn’t difficult to explain why he would be interested in a very attractive, glamorous, and alluring woman with a posh voice and magnificent long legs.

His late evening visits to her office became a regular thing, a couple of night a week at least and every time was the same he would walk past the receptionist’s desk and immediately smelt her exotic heady fragrance and hear her wonderful plummy tones.
“Hello Mr. Lipscombe”
And then she would appear from the shadows with her blouse unbuttoned, exposing her nakedness beneath it, from her swan neck down to her hairy mound, from where she would lead him to her inner sanctum.

Paul had her bent over her desk and had just emptied his sac into her hot cunny and they were still panting in situ.
“I could be struck off,” Lindsay said as his cock gave an involuntary twitch which made her flinch.
He pulled out of her and sat on her leather chair and stared at her creamy pink pussy as it periodically pucker and her muscles contracted.
“I’ll stroke you off if you like,” he volunteered
“No I mean it. I could be struck off for sleeping with a client” she said earnestly
“Well we’ll just have to stay awake then” he offered
“It’s the staying awake part that you get struck off for”
There was silence for a few moments
“Do you want to stop?” he asked as her fanny farted
“What?”
“I said do you want to stop?” he asked
“God no, do you?” she said raising herself up off the desk
“No chance” he said and leant forward and poked two fingers in her hole
“I think we should …” she began wanting to point out that they should be more discreet but he found her g-spot and her mind emptied.

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