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  My morning had been crazy, four new cases and I was the only one available to take them.  I was beginning to think that the day was never going to end.  I listened to an endless amount of griping and bickering, and that was from my colleagues.  Some how I thought pro bono work would be more gratifying.  I love my work on most levels, but the people I have to deal with, namely the other lawyers, are enough to make you reconsider your career path. I guess the reason why that morning felt like it was dragging was because I had scheduled my afternoon off.  My best friend from high school was going to be in town and we were going to get together for lunch.  She and I had talked on the phone for the past six years, but never actually got to see each other since graduation. We were both afraid we wouldn’t click like back in the day. (more…)

Tessa and I had been at the bar all night and had way too much to drink so they called us a taxi.  After about thirty minutes and another drink later the taxi arrived and she and I piled into the back seat.  “Where you two ladies headed?”  “Home.”  “Uhhh where exactly is that?” I laughed, “142nd and Broad Street.”  “Gotcha.”  As we sat in the back seat, Tessa had slid her hand over my thigh and winked at me.  I had no idea what she was up to, but she was definitely up to something. We had a long drive ahead of us so I was sure I’d find out.   Our driver pulled out into traffic and we were off. (more…)

  I work the late shift.  I hate it for the most part.  But there are a few perks like less traffic on the way home and I get to walk into my bedroom and watch my sexy woman sleep.  Sounds weird I know, but there’s nothing quite like waking her up to have sex.

  I tossed my coat over the back of the couch and made my way into the bedroom.  There she was, laying there, the sheets barely covering her naked body.  The sight of her sleeping always gets me hot.  I don’t know if it’s because she’s helpless lying there or if its cause I can look long and hard at her without her wondering what the hell I was thinking.  Her curves showed right through the sheets.  She’d left the lamp on and the light danced across her, she obviously fell asleep reading again. She always tried to stay awake until I got home. (more…)