Foreword:
This is my very first erotic story. Please feel free to send me any edits or suggestions! I would love to turn this into a multi-part story.
ATTORNEY CLIENT PRIVILEGES
Today was a morning like so many before it. I was sitting at the defense table in the large courtroom in Kansas City. Old Judge Payne was looking more annoyed at having to be there on a busy criminal calendar. Today was arraignments, where Judge Payne would read new defendants their charges and screen them to see if they qualify for the public defender's office. Nothing if substance happened today, which put Judge Payne in an exceptionally sour mood. If the defendants qualified for our office, I would add them to our public defenser log and set their next court appearance for a bail status hearing.
The bailef had just taken the last defendant out of the room. I glanced back down on my list, Shelby Jones, charged with criminal trespassing of a dwelling. I could hear the clanking of her shackles, which would be fastened around her ankles up to her wrists.
I glanced down further at my sheet, lets see, next on the list is a woman named Shelby was 35 years old. She had no other criminal history. Judge Payne was going on about her income and the charges when I heard her voice.
"I'm going to need a public defender, my cheating soon to be ex-husband drained the accounts, which is why I can't post bail."
Her voice was unlike so many that I deal with. in fact most of my clients are dealing with the harshness of the criminal justice system, or with addiction. Their voices are often agitated and panicked because they want to get out of the system, or get their next fix. Instead Shelby's voice was overly warm and calming. I immediately looked up at her and she was shockingly beauitful. This was even with the shackles and the orange jumpsuit she was in.
She had natural red hair, slightly curled, and it was long down halfway down her back. She was tall for a woman, maybe 5'9" or 5'10." Her makeup was done well, although after further inspection I could see where some of her mascara was slightly smudged. She likely had cried between her arrest and today, which was understandable. I slowly looked down her, but the jumpsuit didnt reveal much more of her.
I then heard Judge Payne, angrily, "Counselor Jim Adams, when would you like to schedule the bail status hearing."
I had obviously not been paying attention as I stared at Shelby and quickly replied, "Sorry your Honor, lets set it in the normal course."
"Good," he replied, before adding the standard, "Okay, ma'am, we'll see you back here next week at the same time, be sure to stay in touch with your assigned punlic defender."
Shelby then glanced down at me, her deep blue eyes unexpectedly happy looking. She even managed to warmly smile at me before being taken away by the bailef. I found myself watching her the entire time as she was led out of the courtroom.
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I lay awake that night, at 4AM, unable to sleep. I had gone through a divorce 5 years before, and although there was a lot of sleepless nights then, I normally slept soundly since being free of my ex. I found myself thinking about Shelby. How could a woman, so warm and beautiful, be in the system. I slowly was playing with my cock undet the sheets.
I was curious about how shapely she was underneath the jail jumpsuit. I let my cock get fully erect under my briefs. I wondered whether she had large or small breasts. I felt my cock twitch underneath the sheets, and knew that I could continue to think about Shelby, and frustrate myself until I had to jerk off, or I could go do some work.
I immidiatelty got up and my cock was still fully erect. I took odd my brieds and walked to the shower and intended to take a quick cold shower to calm down. But of course I tuened the water up hot, and the more I let the warm water trickle onto my cock, the more I thought about Shelby.
I gabbed some lotion, moved to the dry part of the shower, leaned my head back and jerked furiously, spurting a heavy spray of cum onto the shower wall, groaning.
I caught my breath. What had I just done? I always felt more lonely after jerking off. plus, Shelby was a client. Nothing more. I turned the water cooler and washed off.
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I was staring at my client files by 6AM, and I was the first one into the office, as usual. I found myself quickly perusing through files until I got to Shelby's file. I found myself eagerly grabbing it and quickly turned to her mugshot. God she was beautiful, even when she wasnt smiling.
I would normally head out to the jail the day before the next hearing to go over things with my assigned clients, but I found myself thinking about going sooner. I kept the idea at bay while I worked through my files.
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Towards the end of the day, after everyone else had gone, I thought of visiting her sooner. I often visited clients after hours, and as their attorney I had that right. Although normally my reasoning was to prep extra for upcoming hearings. 'Fuck it', I thought, I should go visit her. She is my client after all. I grabbed my briefcase, threw in a few files with Shelby's, and headed over to the county jail.
I walked in and was quickly checked through security. They knew me pretty well and I had brought in lunch or coffee enough times that they brought me my clients quickly.
"Who do you want to see tonight, Counselor?" the corrections officer asked.
"I dont have time to see many of them tonight," I said, even though I knew I was going to say, "looks like Shelby Jones is first on my list, maybe just her tonight."
"Do you want to see her in the larger room, or just quickly on the monitors?" the correction officer asked.
