"Ms. Harris, you may make your closing argument on behalf of the defendant," the judge said flatly.
"Thank you, Your Honor," Kate said as she stood and buttoned her suit jacket. Kate's heart pounded beneath her ample breasts, which were still visible underneath her navy-blue blazer and white button-down dress shirt. This was her first-ever closing argument and, although she was relentlessly prepared, she was still nervous. She stood sideways in front of the 12 jurors as she set her notes down on the podium, giving them a brief profile view of her incredible body.
Turning to her right to face the jurors, Kate smiled and thanked them for their service. Her long black hair, styled in waves for the week's trial, fell in front of her shoulders to the bottom of her breasts. She launched into her closing argument, quickly forgetting her nervousness and delivering a devastating takedown of the plaintiff's case. She recounted the facts with precision and explained the law to the jurors in terms they could easily understand.
As she continued, she could see jurors nodding in agreement as she explained why her client was not liable for the car accident he was being sued for. Kate knew her arguments were hitting home when the plaintiff's lawyer started objecting, hoping to throw her off her game. But Kate was completely locked in and, despite the other attorney's best efforts to disrupt her, finished her argument with time to spare.
When the jurors filed out of the courtroom to deliberate around 2:00 p.m., Kate saw the plaintiff's attorney, an experienced lawyer in his early 60s, walking toward her. Kate couldn't stand him. He'd argued with her about everything for months and had been extremely difficult to deal with. Apparently unable to understand that his case was weak, he constantly told her about how long he'd been practicing law and that she was making a huge mistake by not settling. Now, as he approached her with an outstretched hand, he said, "Well done, young lady. Not enough to win, but a valiant effort nonetheless."
Kate fought the urge to put him in his place, knowing she'd done a great job and had probably won the trial. She also couldn't help but notice that he was staring directly at her chest, something he'd done throughout the trial. But she took the high road, smiling as she said, "You did a great job, too. However it turns out, it was a great experience, this being my first jury trial." Better to be gracious and let him eat his words later, she thought. Exhausted from four days of trial, she headed for the hallway to wait for the verdict.
As she exited the courtroom, Jane Rogers, one of the firm's senior partners, approached her. "Excellent job, Kate. That was outstanding oral advocacy, especially during your closing argument," she said. Kate couldn't help beaming with pride.
"Thank you so much, Jane," Kate said. "I was so nervous when I stood up to close, I just hoped I'd be able to get through it."
"Well, you could've fooled me," Jane said. "You were poised, professional, in command of the facts and the law, everything we want in a trial lawyer. Again, great job. Let me know how it turns out as soon as the jury comes back." Jane walked away, leaving Kate, her paralegal, and one of the firm's newest associates to wait for the verdict.
As the hours passed and the late March afternoon turned to evening, Kate thought about everything that had happened since the end of the summer. Samantha had honored her end of the bargain, letting Kate and Matt ravish each other one weekend each month. In the fall, Kate had made a trip to campus and, since Matt had turned 21, even ventured out to some bars with him. She'd felt out of place and even a bit sad being a lawyer at college bars with the student she was sleeping with. So, since then, she'd either seen him in her hotel room or at her house when he came home.
The last time she'd seen him was in early February when he spent the weekend at her house to celebrate both Kate's 31st birthday and the one-year anniversary of their roadside meeting. The sex was still incredible, especially when he went down on her, but Kate was beginning to detect a slight change. It was the first time she'd seen him in 2002 and, as he left, he told her he may not be home again that semester, ostensibly because of the baseball season, spring break, and wanting to spend more time going out. After growing used to regular mind-blowing sex, Kate had readily agreed to head to campus this weekend. After seven weeks without any action, she needed to get laid, wherever she could.
Kate had seen Sam several times since the summer, during brief meetings on her trips to campus or when Sam came home. She'd stop by Kate's hotel room or house, supposedly just to say hello. She'd been particularly flirtatious and Kate could tell she was still interested in another rendezvous. Kate had played along, flirting with Sam in return and subtly suggesting she may be interested too. After months of hesitation, Kate was increasingly ready to make a deal with Sam that would fulfill both of their desires.
As the sun set and the jurors continued to deliberate, Kate grew worried. They'd been out for five hours and the judge was starting to talk about letting them go home for the night. It was Thursday and Kate was driving to campus tomorrow morning. If she had to come back tomorrow, she wouldn't be able to leave on time and, if they still couldn't make a decision, she could miss a whole afternoon with Matt. Plus, she was becoming concerned she'd lost the trial. On its own, losing was bad enough. But losing to a cocky, condescending jerk like her opposing counsel would take all the fun out of the coming weekend.
Finally, around 7:30, the jurors announced they'd reached a verdict. Kate's heart raced and her stomach churned as the jury slowly filed in and handed the paperwork to the bailiff. After the judge reviewed it, she handed it back to the foreperson, who announced a verdict in favor of Kate's client. Kate smiled broadly and hugged her client, happy to have won for her, even if the insurance company was footing the bill for everything.
She made a point of shaking hands with opposing counsel again. He was obviously shocked at having lost. Incredibly, he asked her if she wanted to get a drink so they could talk about a settlement so he wouldn't have to get the verdict overturned on appeal and win the retrial. His eyes again drifted downward to her chest and, unable to resist, Kate said, "I'm sure you'd like another opportunity to stare at my breasts for four days. But maybe if you'd spend less time on that and more time on your case, you wouldn't have to appeal."
She walked away before he had a chance to respond, quickly putting it behind her as she called Jason, her best friend at the firm, on his cell phone. She gave him the good news and agreed to meet up with him and others from the firm at a nearby bar to celebrate. To Kate's surprise, she and Jason had become closer friends since she'd blown him three times at the end of last summer. Afterwards, she'd been worried that things would be awkward between them, especially since he was engaged. They hadn't talked about it, even once, but had started spending more time together, both at work and at happy hours afterward.
As she walked into the bar, Kate spotted Jason and a few other attorneys at a table in the back. Everyone congratulated her and the drinks and conversation flowed freely. A few hours later, around 10:00, the last of their colleagues filtered out, leaving Kate and Jason alone together. She was already good and drunk but didn't want the night to end. As they talked, the conversation turned to Jason's wedding and how things were going with Carrie, his fiancé.
"Everything's on track for August," Jason said. "We're really excited, although with all the work that goes into a wedding, I think I'm more excited for the honeymoon."
"The Bahamas, right?" Kate asked. "That sounds wonderful right now." The winter weather was hanging on and the thought of a week at the beach, a bottomless drink in her hand, sounded perfect to Kate. Having a hard cock to play with would make it even better, Kate thought to herself, her horniness only increasing now that she was more than a little tipsy.
"Yeah, it does," Jason said. "I'm really looking forward to it. Carrie is too." Kate sensed a little uncertainty in his voice.
"Is everything good with you two?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's fine," he said, hesitating. "It's just that after we, you know, did what we did last summer, I asked Carrie to start going down on me again. She was totally opposed and said it's never going to happen."
"I'm so sorry, Jason," Kate said. "You didn't tell her what I did, did you?"
"No, no way," Jason said with a smile. "It was a one-time thing, right? I was just helping a friend, successfully I might add, so I just left it alone." Kate had told him about deep-throating Matt and how sucking his 8.5-inch cock was instrumental in her being able to keep her relationship with Matt going. Kate got turned on just thinking about it.
"Maybe she'll come around," Kate said. "I could bring it up sometime, if that would help. I love having so much control over men. When it's in my mouth, I'm the one in charge and, let's face it, guys will do anything I want."
