A car approached, slowing to a halt in front of her. After an excruciating minute, the back tinted passenger window began to lower. This individual had a DRIVER? She prayed it wasn't someone she knew, though the chances were slim. Over the top of the dark glass, she spied a familiar dirty blonde mop of locks. Donnelly. FUCK.
"Can I help you, ma'am?" Alex cooed in a voice that was nearly an octave higher than her own husky tone. She hoped she wasn't recognizable.
"How much for the night?" the judge asked, the smirk on her face giving Alex's secret away.
"For you? Two thousand dollars." Maybe the amount would scare Donnelly away. What the fuck was the judge doing in this part of town, anyway?
The door of the black sedan opened smoothly, and the judge slid over to the driver's side of the backseat, patting the expensive leather as an indication that the attorney should join her.
Alex hesitated. Either way, this situation wasn't going to go according to plan. Finally she sighed, and eased herself into the seat next to her boss. She closed the door behind her, locking eyes with Donnelly as the judge flippantly deposited a large wad of bills into the floorboards of the sedan.
Leaning in to kiss Alex, the judge ran her fingers over the slender shoulders of her companion. She knew Alex's secret, and tonight, was planning to use it to her advantage.
As the kiss grew frenzied, releasing tension between the two women that neither had acknowledged, Liz began to haphazardly undress the attorney. Her lacy bustier and miniskirt quickly found a place on the floor. Liz released the clips on the garter belt as Alex moaned beneath her. Thank god those stiletto boots weren't going anywhere.
"Liz, please," Alex begged.
"Please, what?" said the judge, the amusement apparent in her throaty voice. She could feel the increasing dampness between the attorney's thighs.
"Fuck me, Liz. Hard. Now." The younger blonde slung a leg up over the headrest of the seat in front of her, exposing herself to the judge.
Liz slowly eyed the prize in front of her, and began to tease the attorney with a fingertip, tracing lazy circles around her clit. She wanted Alex to beg for it.
"LIZ!" exclaimed Alex, "Please?"
Suddenly aroused at hearing the blonde beg for her touch, Liz entered with three fingers and began to thrust, curving her fingertips slightly upward and listening to the appreciative grunts. She heard Alex's sharp intake of breath as she bit down hard on a nipple, pulling it upward between her teeth.
"Harder," Alex hissed. Letting your boss fuck you in the backseat of her car for money was wrong, wasn't it? Too late, now. She was having too much fun.
The judge increased her pace, growing wetter at her rhythmic pumping while circling the blonde's enlarged clit with her thumb. Alex writhed with pleasure and began to moan loudly until Liz felt the familiar clamp of muscle on her hand and saw the release splayed across the younger attorney's face. Removing her hand, the judge began to suck seductively on her index finger, fully enjoying the earthy taste. Panting, both women looked one another in the eye.
After a few moments, Judge Donnelly spoke.
"Gather your things," she motioned toward the cash and discarded clothing with one arched brow, "I'll see you in court tomorrow morning, Counselor."