Date: Mon, 21 Dec 1998 06:43:55 -0800 (PST)
From: Jenny Finder <jennyfinder@yahoo.com>
Subject: Legal Requirements

Here's an item I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoy relating it to
you - it is based on recent events in my life, and I get warm and moist
just writing about them!


My girlfriend Helen and I work in the same Law office in downtown Phoenix,
Arizona.  We are both classified as 'legal secretaries,' which means that
we do a lot of the grunt work that the attorneys don't want to do
themselves, or have their legal aides do.  Helen and I are in a
relationship with one another, though we haven't actually moved in
together.

Yesterday, one of the senior law partners asked us to come in early this
morning to begin work on a pressing case that will be presented in a court
back East early next week.  Helen begged off, citing the short notice and
having a prior commitment....the prior commitment, unknown to any but her
and me, was to meet Tami, our Belgian cyberfriend, in a chat room; here
they would talk one another through an exquisite session of masturbation,
culminating in a grand orgasm on each of two continents, seperated by a
mere few thousand miles from one another!!  Since I first told Helen of
this and introduced her to Tami, she has taken to it like a wolf to a lamb
- she ate it up (no pun intended!).

I arrived at the office with my empty coffe cup, and probably didn't look
too enthused about this early hour start.  I went into the ladies room,
freshened up a bit, got water for a pot of coffee, and returned to the
office.  Just as the coffee was prepared, and as if by some magical sense,
Mr. Battersly appeared at the door of his office, clenching his cup in hand
and with a hopeful look on his face - Tom Battersly was more than just a
partner, he was one of the senior members in the firm.  Despite his lofty
position, though, I would guess him to be no more than 45 years of age: he
was tallish, trim, slightly gray at the temples, and dressed every bit the
part of a very successful Yale graduate.

We each poured cups of coffee, and he assigned me the beginning of my
duties - doing some research and double checking some of the precedents to
ensure that the cites were absolutely correct.  It didn't seem to take too
long, as I found this kind of work quite interesting; however, by the time
I finished and looked at the clock, it was about 8:30!  I took my notes and
scribbled corrections to a couple of the cites to Tom's door, which he had
left open, knocked softly and then entered.  He looked up from his own
duties as I entered, and looked at me as if to say, "Did you do everything
I asked?"  In fact, though, he didn't say a word, and I walked to the front
of his desk and laid the papers in front of him.  He nodded and grunted in
appreciation, and began reviewing my work.  He asked a couple of questions,
and I gave him quick answers.  Then he asked something that I didn't
understand at all, and was pointing to something on the my worksheets.  I
walked around his massive walnut desk, and stood beside him to see what he
was pointing to.  I soon understood, and provided him the answer to that,
his final question, as well.  He rolled his chair back ever so slightly,
and turned just a fraction toward me saying, "You did outstanding work,
Jenny.  I appreciate your coming in to help so early, and you can be
assured that I will make it up to you.  Did you miss breakfast when you had
to come in so early?"  I told him that I had taken time only to have
coffee.  "Would you like to join me for breakfast this morning?"  he asked.
"Sure," I responded.

He began pushing his chair back even further to rise from his desk.  He
asked me what I ate for breakfast, and I couldn't help grinning, knowing of
the recent 'breakfasts' that Helen and I shared, eating one another out
every morning since we became an item.  "What's funny?"  Tom asked.  "Well,
I eat breakfast every morning, Mr. Battersly, but I never eat food," I
responded.  He flushed a crimson color as I have never seen on him before.
Sitting back down in his chair, he regained his composure and asked, "Well,
what would you like to eat this morning?"  "You really want to know?"  I
challenged.  Grinning broadly, he nodded his head expectantly.  "You, Tom,"
I told him.  He arose quickly, went to the office doorway, peered through
into the main office to ensure we were alone, then closed the door softly.
Sitting back down in his chair, he didn't say a word - he unzipped his
expensive suit trousers, and took his nearly stiff cock out - I was
pleasantly surprised by its beauty and size.  I would estimate it to be of
the seven or eight inch class, and was cut.  I lunged at it with my hands,
going onto my knees between his spread legs.  In one giant gulp, I
swallowed most of it, and felt it harden further immediately.  I kept it
embedded in my throat as I began a rapid series of tongue ripples to excite
this beautiful fucking machine.  Now it was to its max - stiff as could be,
and rather large in girth.  My mouth must have really been stretched out as
I began working his cock with my mouth, and holding his ample balls in my
right hand.  In and out I took it, until he began to moan....he was about
to cum, and I didn't want that!  I pulled away from him, reaching for my
own silk panties...I pulled them down and stepped out.

I pushed his chair toward the desk, with him facing it and sitting there
as if I was in complete control.  When his chair was slightly away from the
desk, I kicked off my shoes and climbed onto the desk.  Turning my back to
him and placing one foot on the arm of his executive chair, I 'stepped'
with the other foot to the high back of the chair.  This put my pussy right
in his face, and he then showed me that this was not the first pussy he had
enjoyed eating.....he held and guided my body slightly with his hands, but
every other action was with his tongue, darting in and out, teasing my
clit, in and out of my hot den of love.  I regained his cock, and began
again sucking and tantalyzing him with my oral treatment of his giant,
which was about ready to burst, I suspected.  We serviced one another's
needs for a good five minutes, when I felt the first gush.  He was cumming,
and here I was upside down....can a person swallow while their heels are
above their head?  The answer was, "yes."  Wave after wave he poured his
spunk into my mouth, and I swallowed it as if it were going to be my last
meal on earth....I sucked every drop from his now softening cock, and I
could feel his heavy breath on my pussy hair....he was so weak from the
ejaculation that he couldn't even move his tongue any more to continue
servicing me.  Then he gave me a loud, pronounced smack of a kiss, dead
center on my pussy, and started guiding me downward with his hands.  He was
amazingly strong, I thought....he had always seemed as if he had led a
sheltered life, and probably didn't get as much exercise in sports and
other activities as someone of lesser station.

I regained my panties and slipped them on, just as I heard his zipper being
closed.  At that very moment, a soft knock came fom his office door....I
opened it, and there stood Helen.  She knew instinctively that I had been
fucking.....my cheeks always glow a soft pink!  Her eyes darted from me to
Tom, and then back to me, all the while with something of a smirk on her
face.  "Jen, can I ask you something, please?" she said to me, and started
to move away from the door.  "Sure," I responded, turning first to smile at
Tomand wave with my fingers.  I followed Helen into the larger, common
office where our desks are located.  "Did you let him fuck you?" Helen
wanted to know.  "No, he just took a nibble."  "Did he get you off?"  she
asked curiously.  "No, but he sure got his rocks off though.  I thought
he'd never quit cumming!" I told her.

Without a word more, Helen took me lightly by the hand and guided me toward
the women's lounge.  We pushed through the two doors into the lounge, then
headed immediately to the cubicle which houses a single bed - this is often
used by women in the office who have a headache or who are having an
especially hard menstrual period.  Guiding me with a swiftness of purpose,
Helen placed me on the bed, pushed up my skirt, pulled off my panties, and
immediately went to my already wet pussy with her tongue.  She worked my
pussy as no man has ever been able to do....darting in and out as far as
she could push the tongue out of her mouth, reaching for the deepest
recesses of my cunt.  Then, toying with my clit, which must have been
standing totally erect, her thumb and index finger formed a lover's vise,
massaging my pleasure tool as her tongue continued its work.  My hips were
now responding, lunging at her mouth with every push she made with her
tongue....god, this was exquisite, I thought.  I knew it wouldn't take
long.....I had gotten worked up with Tom's cock in my mouth and his tongue
in my pussy, and now I was under the care and attention of a professional,
my Helen!  I was lunging my hips and making what must have sounded like
animal grunts when it happened.....I reached a climax that was earth
shaking!  I recall screaming with delight, as Helen continued her
manipulations of my love box.  I was having orgasm after orgasm.  My whole
body was on fire, and felt as if it were quivering all over.  God, this
woman really knows what a girl needs, I thought to myself.....and I knew I
was fortunate to have her as my lover as well as my friend.

Helen licked up all my love juice emissions, cleaning the pussy much as a
cat would clean her newborn.  We got up from the bed, went to the sinks
where we washed off and straightened our clothing.  My skirt in particular
had become twisted around my tiny waist, to the point that the side button
was to the front!  We then embraced, and kissed one another appreciatively
and with some passion...passion, I expect, that would smolder for the rest
of the day at the office, then burst forth again once we got home after
work!

The day seemed to drag from that point.  There was much hustling around by
practically all the office staff, checking and re-checking everything for
Mr. Battersly.  Finally, it was 5:00, and time to leave.  Just as I was
about to stand up to leave, my telephone intercom buzzed.  Answering it
with a quick, pleasant "Yes?" I heard Tom's voice......"Ms. Finder, I am
going to need you to accompany me to Philadelphia on Sunday to assist in
court on Monday.  Will this be a problem for you?"

I was taken completely by surprise...I had never been this involved in a
case, and had never traveled with any of the partners in the past.  But, I
knew what it was about this time, and felt a rush of excitement as I said,
"That wouldn't be a problem at all, Mr. Battersly.  What time is our
flight?  Oh, Mr.  Battersly, can I ask a favor, please.  I would like to
have Helen come along with us to help, would that be okay?"


Legal Requirements: The Sequel

Arriving home from the office, Helen was very excited - she and I both
getting to take an expenses-paid trip to Philadelphia!  Helen kept saying
over and over that she wanted to visit some of the historical landmarks in
that great, old Colonial city, landmarks she had only been able to read
about until now.  Her enthusiasm seemed to spill over to her other senses
and cravings as well, as she had lost none of her appetite as a result of
eating me out so magnificently earlier in the day.  She had come to my
apartment directly, without going home first, and I could tell that she was
wanting some action.

I guess we both felt grimy from the office, but it was Helen who suggested
that we shower together.  I was a little surprised by it, but anticipation
overcame the hesitation quickly, and I began stripping.  Throwing my
clothes into a pile in the corner, I was quickly undressed.  Helen, on the
other hand, had been moving very deliberately and slowly, watching me with
a hunger apparent in her eyes.  I went into the bathroom, started the
shower running in the stall, then waited for the water to heat up.  Just
after adjusting the temperature, I stepped in and closed the door, only to
have it opened immediately by my lover - she was completely naked of
course, but had also tied her longish hair into a pony tail giving her
unusually beautiful face a slimmer, more youthful appearance.  Helen is
quite a bit larger than I, in about all respects.  She stands around 5-7
and I would guess her weight to be about 150 pounds.  She is what some
people call a big-boned woman, and her waist, though not fat, is only
slightly smaller than her hips.  She is also a rather strong woman, though
she always treats me with the greatest tenderness.

Helen was soon under the shower's spray with me, taking a cloth and soap
and lathering herself rather quickly.  She stood while the spray rinsed her
off, still holding the cloth in one hand and the soap in the other.  She
stepped back slightly, then began rubbing the soap bar over me, lingering
delightfully on my tits.  With a coat of soap on them, she replaced the bar
of soap with her bare hand, massaging them ever so gently, sending me into
seventh heaven.  I closed my eyes and left my welfare to my lover.  Softly
pinching one of my nipples, then the other, then back to the massaging,
this sequence was repeated several times before I felt the bar of soap
between my legs, caressing and cleaning my pussy.  Back and forth she moved
the bar, still massaging my breasts with her other hand....if I wasn't in
heaven before, I knew I must be now!  As with the tits, the bar was soon
replaced with a soaped hand, with fingers working my clit so expertly that
I just knew this must be what life is intended to be!  Helen then turned me
to where my back was facing her, pulled me toward her a bit, then began
with the soap bar routine between the cheeks of my ass.  And as I
anticipated would happen, replaced the bar with her hand, softly rubbing
her soapy fingers across my asshole toward my pussy, then reversing the
action.  She reached around my body with her strong arm, and continued
caressing my breasts, then my pussy, then back to my breasts.  As she would
move her fingers across my asshole and head towards my pussy, she would
move her other hand from my breasts to its loving position on my clit,
teasing my pussy opening itself.  Time and again, Helen showed her
knowledge of my body, and she showed her expert knowledge of my favored
love spots.!

Helen rinsed me off, turned off the shower water, opened the shower door
with her foot, then as if she had made the maneuver a thousand times,
expertly lifted my wet body into her arms, and headed for my bed.  She
positioned me just the way she wanted, then she practically lunged at my
pussy with her tongue already protruding from her mouth to an extraordinary
degree....she entered my smooth, wet pussy with such force that I felt
almost as if I had been impaled!  Then, instead of the way she usually
tongue-fucked me by withdrawing her tongue into her mouth, she instead left
her tongue fully extended and created the fucking action by moving her head
in and out of my crotch.  The very action and sensations created by her
cheeks rubbing my thighs was enough to delight anybody.  Time and again,
all the while holding my little rounded ass cheeks in her hands, she
head-fucked me, until finally, I could hold back no more......I screamed at
the onset and continued screaming as each wave of orgasm rippled through my
body.  Helen wouldn't stop.  She kept on and on, and my orgasms did the
same.  It was the most glorious fuck that Helen had ever given me, and
neither she nor I was eager for it to end!

Helen rolled from between my legs onto the bed beside me, heaving as if she
herself had just had multiple orgasms....you know, I began to suspect that
she had, in fact!  We dozed lightly for a short while, then Helen raised
her head to mine and kissed me lovingly on the mouth.  She got dressed
(partly at least), and left to go to her nearby apartment, saying as she
went out the door, "Call me in the morning, sweet one."

Saturday came and went without significance.  Chores, errands, phone calls
to friends and relatives, a little cyber chat with some of the girls in the
Lesbian Chat Rooms, then to bed early to be well rested for tomorrow's
flight.

We arrived at the America West departure curb at Sky Harbor Airport at
almost the same time as Tom Battersly's car pulled up.  His wife was
dropping him off to avoid having to leave a car at the airport.  Tom got
out of the car, and with a wave of acknowledgement, greeted Helen and me.
His wife got out and walked around the car.  Tom introduced us, and his
wife held out her hand to each of us; she quickly gave my hand a slight
shake, and uttered something polite.  With Helen, she seemed mesmerized by
my lover's eyes - she took Helen's hand, as she had with mine, but she
didn't release it...she continued holding it, gazing endlessly into Helen's
eyes before regaining her control.  She then quickly looked away as she
made her way back to the car.

The three of us went in to pick up the tickets which were being held for
us.  Tom immediately headed for the first class check-in desk, leaving
Helen and me to watch him take care of matters.  As he got outside earshot,
Helen said quietly to me, "Mrs. Battersly loves me!!"  "So do you think
that was what her stareing was all about?" I asked.  Helen nodded, with a
smile on her face.

As it turned out, Mr. Battersly had instructed the travel clerk for the law
office to book all three of us on first class.  This was starting out all
right - a lot of firsts are happening on this trip, I thought to myself!
And on top of that, Helen has already found somebody additional to lavish
her considerable love making talents on, I suspected.

We checked in to a hotel not too far from the courthouse. This was due to
Tom's insistence that we be close enough to just walk over to the court
each day.  And if it rains, he had said, then we can take a taxi.  We each
had a room, but I noticed right off that there was a door connecting Tom's
to mine.  Helen's was on the other side of Tom's, but with no doorway
between.

Tom had suggested we dine together that evening and advised that he would
make reservations.  Having no preferences of our own in a strange city,
Helen and I agreed.  We were to meet in the lobby at 6:00 Tom had said.

I unpacked my cases and placed my clothes in the dresser and closet....I
sure didn't want to show up in court in rumpled clothing.  Deciding to take
a shower and lie down for a while before dinner, I stripped off my
traveling clothes, picked up a robe provided by the hotel and moved off
into the bathroom.  The shower water felt really good.  I guess I must have
gotten a little more fatigued from the trip and all the excitement than I
had thought.....I just stood under the strong spray, letting the stinging
droplets of water play on my skin.  Drying off with a luxurious towel from
the warming rack, I felt really good.  I once again re-played my good
fortune to be able to make a trip such as this, and to enjoy such luxurious
accomodations was a real treat to me. For all I knew, however, it would not
likely be repeated again anytime soon so I decided then and there that I
was going to make the most of it.

As I came out of the bathroom, I had a thought that I should call my
parents and let them know I arrived safely.  But in the next instant, I
knew I wouldn't be afforded the luxury of time to make a call or to take
the rest I had thought of - lying in the middle of my bed was Tom, wearing
only a big grin and a giant erection! "My goodness, where did you come
from?" I asked him, but already knew the answer.  "Jen, I've been thinking
of you every moment since Friday morning at the office.  Jen, I need you so
bad," he said.  "Did you arrange for the hotel to have the door between us
unlocked, you rascal!?" I asked.  His response was nothing but a big,
beautiful grin and outstretched arms.

Dropping my robe in the middle of the floor, I started toward him.  I know
it was a figment of my imagination, but I could swear that his cock started
a slight bobbing action, as if nodding in approval.  I let Tom take me in
his arms, and smother me with kisses.  I could feel his stiff rod poking me
like a big stick.  He moved his attention down to my breasts, where he
began treating them to kisses and caresses, making me feel ever so good.
My own body heat was beginning to build to a high degree when the phone
rang.  "Damn!" I said, then picked up the receiver.  "Hi Jen, you wanna' do
something?"  came the question....it was Helen.  "Well, hon.........," I
told her.  She interrupted with, "He's there isn't he?"  "Yes," I replied.
I covered the mouthpiece with my hand and said to Tom, who had stopped his
adorations for my body, "It's Helen."  "She wanting to join us?" he said,
surprising me to no end.  "Mr Battersly wants to know if you'd like to join
us, hon," I said into the mouthpiece.  I could detect a light gasp at the
other end, followed by an instruction, "Open the door!"

Helen came into the room, wearing one of the hotel robes.  She quickly
surveyed the situation, dropped her robe, and we three were then in the bed
together, Tom between us.  I made the first move toward him and his
slightly softened cock.  Helen, who is probably more true 100% Lesbian,
started caressing his temples with her skilled hands, then rubbing his
upper arms and chest.  At this, I lost track of what they were doing as I
devoted all my attention to Tom's hairy thighs and crotch.  I moved to
position my body between his spread legs, and began showering him with
kisses and light licks of my tongue.  I saw his cock once again reach it's
fullness and begin its unique bobbing action.....I wondered whether he was
forcing his cock to do that with muscles or did his cock have its own
instincts about what was going to be done to it.  I took his cock in my
right hand and began a slow stroking action as I kissed and licked his
giant ball sac.  I took one of his balls in my mouth, and gently massaged
it, making a circular movement with my tongue.  Helen must have also struck
paydirt, as I heard Tom begin a low moan of pleasure.  I took his ball out
of my mouth, licked the saliva off it, then raised his entire ball sac with
my left hand, still slowly stroking his cock with my right.  I raised his
ball sac , and began a licking action on its underside with my tongue.
Obviously showing his delight, Tom raised his legs up to give me fuller
access.  My tongue worked the backside of his sac, then I began making
moves with my tongue to the area between his asshole and sac, ever
hardening the tip of my tongue as I did so.  Tom began responding to every
movement of my tongue by raising his hips, giving me better action to the
area I was servicing.  Soon my tongue movements reached all the way to his
asshole....I teased it a little, then moved back to the ball sac, then back
along the territory to his asshole.  He responded so forcefully that I had
to practically dodge his ball sac, which threatened to come crashing onto
my forehead and nose!  I could tell....Tom was about to cum, and that was
literally the last thing I wanted him to do.  I stopped all action, and
just lay there with my hand still wrapped around that beautiful staff.  I
could hear Tom making muffled sounds, but I had no idea what Helen might be
doing to him until I glanced up from my position between his legs.....there
was Helen, facing me while sitting astraddle Tom's face!  She was making an
up and down motion over his face, her pussy directly above his mouth.  Now
and then, I could see his tongue darting in and out of her bushy love nest.
Her eyes were closed, and she was obviously enjoying herself.  I quickly
got from between Tom's legs, and moved to a position above his crotch.  I
then squatted, holding his cock at the right point that it met my soaking
wet, hot pussy head on.  Ever so gently at first, I began a
lifting-squatting action with my love box, tightening the muscles of my
pussy with each upward movement.  Shortly, Helen reached for my breasts,
and leaned over for a long, very passionate kiss.  So this is how we were
for a few minutes, all of us making animal pleasure grunt sounds....there
were a lot of sounds of wet body parts moving and slapping against one
another, and the bed seemed to be moving with a cadence that couldn't have
been choreographed any more perfectly.  My own body was feeling the full
penetration of Tom's giant as I ground down on him as far as I could go.
Helen's tongue became more animated as she fucked my mouth with it, and we
serviced one another's breasts with our hands.  I was getting closer and
closer to exploding, and began sucking Helen's tongue even harder....she
recognized this action as one which often precedes my cumming, and
intensified her actions over Tom's mouth and face.  We were at a high
frenzy when I just about exploded with orgasm, and at the same time felt
Tom's cock shooting forth its love juices with a throbbing that I could
detect all the way up into my abdomen!  Surge after surge of cum from Tom,
and wave after wave of orgasm for me.  And now we were joined by Helen, as
she withdrew her tongue from my mouth and screamed the loudest that I have
ever heard come from her.....the scream soon gave way to a wailing, as she
began softening her actions over the tongue that had served her needs.

I withdrew from Tom's cock, and fell exhausted to his side.....Helen gently
took her pussy from Tom's mouth, and moved to his other side.  She and I
must have detected the love juices on Tom's mouth at the same
time......Helen's wetness had combined with Tom's saliva and had just about
soaked his lower face to the point that it was running down along his
cheeks in a defined little river!  I moved to take care of this, but so did
Helen......we each began kissing 'our' side of his face and mouth, licking
off all the love juices we could get.  I recognized Helen's taste
immediately, and my desire to get as much of it as I could only increased,
knowing that it had come from my favorite lover!  Tom remained with his
eyes closed, and let us have our fun.  Afterward, we three lay there, side
by side, and dozed lightly.

The two of them returned to their rooms, and we all showered once again,
then went out for a delicious dinner of fresh seafood, something we seldom
get in Phoenix.  We were all exhausted from the day's events and knew that
the outstanding wine service with dinner would help us to rest easily
tonight.  We returned to our own rooms and slept contentedly during the
night.

The days that followed were full of talk and preparations for the following
day's court appearance.  Tom was a magician in the courtroom.....and it
showed in his confidence after each day.  He seemed increasingly
invigorated by each day's outcome, and we three made love in the late
afternoon before dinner the entire time.  I have to say, Tom's magical
abilities were not limited to the courtroom, either.  He was a very
accomplished, unselfish lover and did anything I asked, and then more.
Helen would not let Tom put his cock in her, nor would she suck him.  About
anything else, but not that!  So as it turned out, I was the primary
beneficiary of this..... I was the main provider to both Helen and Tom!
Conversely, I was the main recipient of their many charms as well.

It was a great day, and it was a sad day.  The verdict came in, and we had
won the case for our clients.  We delighted in this, but the three of us
were saddened that the good times outside the courtroom would now have to
end.......or, were they only to be interrupted temporarily for a change of
venue!!  I'd have to talk to Tom about that, as Helen and I were already
assured of a long relationship with one another.


I hope you enjoyed it, and for all those of you who built up my writer's
ego by specifically requesting it, please accept my thanks and gratitude!!

Jen
jennyfinder@yahoo.com