Making Partner – Chapter 2

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The cell phone that Jessica provided was ringing. It was 1am, and I wondered what I would be asked to do. I reached across my bed and picked up the phone. I swiped the green button and answered it. “Hello, this is Stephen.” “My, oh my, you certainly were prompt in answering the phone, Stephen.” It was Jessica, and she sounded like she was having fun with this little arrangement of ours already. “If you’re worried about what kinky thing I want you to do to me, you can relax. I was just testing you to see if you would answer.” Jesus, I was nervous as hell when I picked up the phone. It was a relief to know that I wouldn’t have to meet her somewhere in the middle of the night, although the prospect of running off to provide a sexual favor to Jessica wasn’t really such a bad thing. “A test?” I asked. “Yes, Stephen. I want you to know that I won’t be testing you any more, since you passed the test with flying colors. But you must know that the next time I call you it will be the real thing. I might need someone to tuck me in, if you know what I mean.” “That won’t be a problem, Jessica. I’ll be ready and willing whenever you call.” “Very good. You can go back to bed now, my dear. I’ll see you at the office tomorrow. Goodnight.” Before I could respond, the phone went dead. At least I answered it right away. Jessica seemed pleased that I showed that I would comply with her wishes. I rolled over and went right back to sleep. The morning came much too quickly, and as I went through the shower and shave ritual I once again wondered if I had sold my soul to the devil. There were no guarantees that I would get the partnership, but having Jessica in my corner certainly gave me the inside track. I had no idea what kind of things she would have me do, either. If it were just straight sex with her it wouldn’t be too bad, but somehow I had a nagging feeling that there might be other people involved. I mean, what would I do if she summoned me to her place, or any place, for that matter, and she wanted me to do a threesome? What if that threesome involved another man? It didn’t do me any good at all to get worried about it, though. I had made the agreement with her, so anything she wanted me to do was fair game. I suppose the biggest fear I had was if I actually grew to like whatever she had in store for me. I’ve always considered myself to be pretty liberal when it came to sex. Now was my time to find out just how liberal I really am. When I arrives at my office there were three e-mail messages waiting for me as soon as I booted up my computer. They were all from Molly. The first two were schedules of meetings that Jessica had set up for me that would prepare me for some cases she had assigned to me. The third one was interesting. Jessica wanted me to meet with her at 11:30 am in her office. At her request, I was not to bring anything to the meeting. No briefcase, no folders, nothing. Jessica had everything I needed for this meeting. istanbul travesti Well, that really piqued my interest. I wondered if this was a working meeting or maybe a “special” meeting. I guess I would find out when I got there. I breezed through the two case meetings that Jessica had assigned to me. They were fairly simple cases, but they involved two of our biggest clients. They didn’t seem surprised or upset at all that Jessica had assigned their cases to an associate. Clients of this magnitude usually demanded that a partner either handle every aspect of the case or work in tandem with an associate. The fact that Jessica trusted me enough to go solo on these two cases must have been good enough for them. Of course, it didn’t hurt matters that, during both meetings, I showed both clients that I had a thorough understanding of their cases and was well-versed in the particular laws which applied to their cases. Both clients seemed quite pleased at the way I not only conducted myself, but also with the way I outlined what our position was and how to proceed with the case to give them a favorable ruling. When I got to Jessica’s office suite for the 11:30 meeting, Molly was there at her desk. She was wearing what I could only call a finely tailored suit that would have looked good on a man. Still, Molly exuded a sexuality about her that intrigued me. If I could only crack that hard veneer she had going for her, I might discover more about the real Molly. “Mr. Kramer, ” Molly announced in that husky voice of hers, “Jessica will see you now.” As I walked past Molly I caught her looking at me. Actually, it was more like she was ogling me. She had looked me up and down, as if she were checking out something she liked. Then again, maybe it was wishful thinking on my part. Regardless, I gave her my best smile as I passed. I was still smiling as I entered Jessica’s office. “My, you seem awfully happy,” said Jessica. “After my test call last night I expected you to be a little more fatigued.” “Jessica, I think that as you get to know me you’ll find that I have a lot of staying power.” Jessica smiled at my last remark. “Well, Stephen, I got rave reviews from those clients you met with earlier today. They were very impressed with everything about you. That’s a good start for you, because making our heaviest hitters happy isn’t easy for even the best litigators we have here.” “Thank you, Jessica. I was well prepared, thanks to the informational packet you prepared for me.” “You just keep up that kind of work and your path to the partner position will be smooth and easy. Stephen, I’ve got an assignment for you. This one isn’t work-related, at least it doesn’t require your legal expertise.” “What do you need, Jessica?” “There is a friend of mine who is going to need an escort to a book signing tonight. I want you to make sure that she has a good evening. And by a good evening, I mean that istanbul travesti her every need will be taken care of. Do you understand what I’m saying?” “Yes, I think I do.” “Molly will give you the details on what you need to know. You’ll be expected to impress my friend in every way possible, so please don’t disappoint her…or me.” “You can count on me, Jessica.” Outside Jessica’s office, Molly was waiting for me. She had a manila envelope that she handed to me. “Mr. Kramer, I think the information in this envelope is pretty much self-explanatory, but it is important that you are dressed and ready at 6:30 sharp. A limo will be at your place to pick you up. Jessica’s friend will be inside waiting for you. You do own a tux, don’t you?” “Yes, I do, Molly. Is there anything else you can tell me about this woman? Her likes, dislikes? Anything that isn’t included in your report that might give me some additional insight?” Molly actually smiled at me, the first time I’ve seen anything other than a serious look on her face. “I shouldn’t be telling you this, but Jessica’s friend likes to be in charge of everything. And I mean everything. Keep that in mind and you’ll make her very happy.” “Thank you, Molly.” I wondered how Molly came to know that little tidbit about this woman. Maybe someday I would find out. Upon returning to my office, I opened the envelope. There wasn’t a whole lot of information on the woman I would be escorting tonight. Her name was Helena Rogers. She was 56 and had never been married, She made her fortune in real estate and preferred the literary scene, as she was something of a silent benefactor to up and coming writers, one of whom was being honored with the book signing tonight. There was no photo of her, so I wouldn’t know what she looked like until I got into the limo. At 6:30 sharp, the limo arrived. The driver got out and opened the rear door for me. As I climbed inside, I was shocked at what I saw. Helena was stunning in her beauty. Tanned, slender and beautiful, she wore her raven black hair pulled back tightly into a short ponytail. Her black evening gown probably cost the equivalent of a year’s salary for me. She had an exquisite strand of pearls around her neck and had two rings on her fingers. Her makeup appeared to be professionally applied. “Good evening, Mr. Kramer. It’s so nice to make your acquaintance. Would it be okay if I called you Stephen?” Her accent was refined British. “Stephen is just fine, Ms. Rogers.” “Oh, please, Stephen. Call me Helena. Jessica speaks well about you, Stephen. I’m hoping that you are everything she says you are.” “Well, thank you Helena. I’ll try hard to live up to your expectations.” We were driven to a bookstore on a side street of the downtown area. It didn’t look like much, judging by the exterior, but once we went inside it was quite different. It reeked of money, both by the décor as well as the collector’s editions istanbul travesti of some of the books on display. There were waiters and waitresses milling about, with Hors d’oeurvres and drinks on the trays they were carrying. Helena was on my arm the entire time we were at the bookstore, stopping to introduce me as “one of my attorneys” to several of her friends. One of them, a very attractive woman named Amelia, lingered around us longer than anyone else. Amelia could have passed for an Amazon, as she stood around 6 feet tall. Everything about Amelia was a little on the large side, from her enormous breasts to her cushiony ass. Even her hands were large. Helena waited until Amelia was out of earshot and then revealed a little of what was to come. “Stephen, darling, what do you think of Amelia? Isn’t she just the sweetest thing you’ve ever seen?” “She’s a little on the plus side,” I replied. “But she’s definitely put together, if that’s what you mean.” “Oh, Stephen,” Helena giggled. “Of course that’s what I mean. Amelia is going to go back to my place with us when this little soiree is over. I think you’ll like what she brings to the table. She can suck your dick so well, you’ll think it was caught in a vacuum cleaner.” So Helena was into the threesome scene, I thought. And we were going to be making it with Amelia. I knew that sooner or later I would be getting into some kinky shit with Jessica or her friends, so I guess we might as well start out big. As the evening wore on, Helena introduced me to a wide variety of people. Most of them were wealthy, I thought, because of the way they were dressed, the way they spoke and because they all seemed to carry themselves with an air of superiority. I was pretty much bored with the lot of them, but I was here to please Helena so I went along with everything. Finally we met the author. Talk about someone who was out of place! This guy appeared to be the most down to earth person in the room. He was intelligent, soft-spoken and was genuinely friendly to everyone he met. I had to assume that he had been one of the authors who Helena had bankrolled. Perhaps there were others at the party who had given him financial support as well. That had to be the only reason he was putting up with most of them. Once that was over, Helena told me that we were done here and we should get back to her place. She pigeonholed Amelia and whispered something in her ear. Amelia smiled and then looked at me, licking her lips as she did. The three of us got into the waiting limo and the driver took us to Helena’s place, a high-rise on the East side of the city. Once inside the private elevator, Helena and Amelia began to kiss, wet sloppy kisses with lots of tongue action. I just stood there watching. The elevator stopped on the top floor and the doors opened into Helena’s penthouse suite. Her apartment was both huge and very tastefully decorated. We wasted no time at all and headed straight for a large bedroom. “Stephen,” Helena said. “Why don’t you get undressed? Amelia and I will get started while you do that. Helena unzipped her gown and let it fall to the floor, revealing smallish breasts with huge nipples. Her pussy was accented by a thin strip of hair right above it.

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