When younger and full of high spirits I found myself on the wrong side of the law and in need of some legal advice.
It was a late afternoon appointment on a glorious sunny day; and despite the heat I wore my best navy blue suit, shirt and tie hoping it made me look smart and sensible, I didn't want my lawyer thinking I was some kind of yob!
My lawyer introduced himself as Richard and showed me into his office. As I made myself comfortable I could hear him explain to his secretary that I was the last client of the day and if she had finished the filing she should take the post for delivery and go home for the day.
The office was fairly small there was a main desk which I was sat in front, the other side there was high backed leather chair on casters, the desk was clear except for a writing pad and what I assumed was my file. There was a computer on a smaller desk to the side of the main desk.
Richard entered the room and gave me a smile of greeting, he was wearing a very smart well cut grey suit with a pale blue shirt and dark tie, he was taller than me but not by much, but it was notable
As he sat down he pushed his almost pure white hair back from his face, I knew that he was in his late forties from his profile on the law companies flyer, however other than the hair he looked younger and seemed to be in very good shape, built like a runner and his face only slightly lined in a quite attractive way, I found myself fancying him just a bit.
"Right Mr Craft lets see if I can help you." Richard's tone was authorative; to the point and as well as bringing me back to earth made me realise he was very much in charge.
We discussed the details of my inquiries and Richard agreed that he would take the matter further. For which I was very grateful. Richard tapped at the computer keyboard for a moment or two and then explained that he was going to pick some pieces off of the printer for me to sign. He left the room; it was obvious that the secretary had gone. I heard Richard lock the main door and then he returned with half a dozen sheets of paper.
"Right for us to go further with this I need you to sign this statement that we will be acting for you and then we would need to hold £500 on account to cover upcoming expenses."
"How much?" I stammered, "I didn't expect that much so soon."
"Sorry, standard practice," he stated and nonchalantly removed his jacket hanging it over his seat, he then perched on the edge of the desk and with his tone a little friendlier asked how much I could put on the account.
I couldn't even offer half of what he was asking.
"We'll have to find another way of sorting this out" he said.
"Anything please" I was pleading.
"Well you are quite cute." He murmured, "Are you keen on older men?"
"Sorry!" I stammered again not sure I heard him right
"I said you are lovely Are you keen on older men?" His tone was more forceful
"Uh um thanks for the compliment, but,"
"Don't come all coy!" he said sounding almost irritated "The nature of the complaint against you..."
He left the sentence unfinished; however, being charged with lewd behaviour in the Gentlemen's toilet at the local park pretty much gave away my desires.
I flushed red all the way to my boots, then a penny dropped "Ah um I could be very keen." I mumbled
Richard ordered me to stand up remove my jacket and give a slow turn, so that he could check me out. I did as I was told his manner was such that I did not dare say no.
He complimented me on my fit body, choice of shirt and tie then demanded I take them off. I stood in front of him naked to the waist; he was still perched on the edge of the desk and seemed to like what he was seeing.
"Come closer." He asked his manner back to gentle I did as he asked my thigh brushing his knee.
He then put his hand on my head and pulled me close to kiss me full on the mouth, I was not expecting him to be so quick so gave a bit of a gasp of surprise but then responded to his kiss putting my own hands on his head as our lips and tongues danced against each other.
He then worked his kisses very slowly down my face, nibbling my neck as I ran my fingers through his hair.