Adult Bookstore Attorney Ch. 04

"Hi Emily," I said cheerily. "This is Susan. I just wanted to thank you for leaving Sean with such a nice hard on."

I tried not to sound sarcastic or catty. "Billy was great, but I need some more cock. Is it OK if I borrow Sean for a little while?" Before she answered I handed the phone back to Sean. I could hear Emily yelling. I waved him back toward me. He was about to hand me his phone again but I shook my head. I whispered in his ear, "Don't be mean, but be forceful that if she doesn't want you fucking me, she had better get over here."

Sean nodded and smiled. I wasn't sure he had it in him, but he said the line perfectly and immediately Emily stopped yelling. Soon after he hung up the call.

"She said she would think about it," he announced.

"That's a start," I told him. "How far away does she live?"

"Three floors up," he said with a snicker.

"Alright," I said. "Drop your pants and I'll suck you off for a while. If she is not here in ten minutes or so, you can fuck me." Then I looked back at Billy. "And if you can get hard again, I'll give you another round."

Both boys looked pleased. I can't say that I blamed them. I got down on my knees in front of Sean who was now sporting a very nice hard cock dangling in front of him. "Send her a text of this," I told him as I began to kiss the head. He did as he was told without arguing. I didn't know if that would close the sale or break them up, but, at that moment, I was more concerned with using his cock than their relationship.

His phone chirped quickly indicating she had responded. "She said fuck you," he announced. "Give her time," I told him between slurps.

Billy was busy wanking his cock trying to get hard again. I stopped long enough on Sean to tell them both to side down on the bed. That way I could stroke one of them while sucking the other. They seemed happy with the arrangement. Ten minutes came and went, but neither of them were concerned. They were enjoying themselves as was I. A few minutes later there was a timid knock on the door. I pulled my mouth off Billy's cock.

"Follow my lead. If all goes well she'll do you both from now on. Let her in, then come right back and sit down. Tell her she took too long," I told Sean. We had not discussed whether he wanted to share Emily with his roommate, but fuck it. I was feeling playful. He also didn't voice any objections. I put my mouth back down Billy's shaft.

I couldn't see her, but I could tell Emily's demeanor was less confrontational than she had been on the phone. Still, I'm sure she was rather surprised when Sean sat back down next to Billy and I reached over and grabbed his cock. I imagined Emily struggling to find the words and standing there slackjawed as Sean told her she took over ten minutes to come down. I figured I would add to the fun by telling her I really appreciated her sharing his cock while I lifted my head and switch to blowing her boyfriend.

I still wasn't sure exactly how this was going to play out or really what I should even do next. I mean, I was having fun and my pussy was dripping for some more action, but I didn't really have a plan past that point. I doubt Emily had a plan either, but her actions inspired me and set the rest of the party in motion.

I heard her walking toward the bed, but I didn't stop sucking her man. I wanted to see what she was going to do. I figured she wouldn't hit me over the head or if she tried Billy and Sean would protect me. I don't know if she choreographed her motion to spank me and they let her on purpose or if they didn't see it coming, but she gave me a hard swat on the ass. Of course I loved that, although none of them would have known it.

"Get your slut mouth off him you skank," she yelled taking me by surprise. But instantly my mind formulated the plan I then put in action. I disengaged from their cocks and stood up spinning around to face her. It turns out she was a petite thing, scarcely five feet tall. She had on a college sweatshirt and sweatpants. I felt my adrenaline surge. She was acting tough, but she wasn't expecting me to reach over and grab the back of her neck. I could see fear in her eyes. It was time to go for broke.

"Nobody spanks me but my Mistress," I hissed at her. "Now you teased poor Sean enough. It's time for you to pay the piper."

And with that I tugged on the back of her neck while simultaneously hitting the back of her knee with my foot. I didn't kick her hard. I just gave her enough to buckle her leg if she chose to resist. But she didn't. Like a good girl she just fell to her knees. I pulled her over to Sean who was perfectly happy to aim his cock for her mouth. Once she was latched on, I leg go of her neck and used both my hands to pull down her sweatpants. I was shocked to see she wasn't wearing any panties. To me that was an invitation to rub her pussy and find out if she was wet. I was pretty sure of the answer but I wanted to confirm my suspicion before announcing it to the boys.

"She isn't wearing panties and her pussy is dripping," I told them. "Either she was masturbating when you called or she is enjoying your cock more than she wants to admit. Or maybe both."

Emily grunted some kind of response.

"But if you are going to spank someone, you should really make it count," I told the trio.

Nobody was holding Emily in position. I had expected Sean to grab her head after I let go of her neck, but apparently that wasn't necessary.

"You really shouldn't tease your boyfriend," I told her before my first firm slap hit her right buttock. The sound alone told the story that my spanking was much more forceful than the one she threatened me with. I heard a muffled cry, but again she didn't lift her mouth off his cock or try to defend herself. I took that as approval to hit her left cheek. I couldn't be sure, but she seemed to be sucking him harder. I figured Billy needed to be brought in on the fun.

"There's another cock next to you that needs attention," I told her. "You're teasing him by just letting him watch."

I saw her hand reach out and search for his cock. Billy was kind enough to help her find it. I gave her five more swats on each cheek and took some time to fondle her pussy as well. I could tell she loved this treatment. I looked up at the boys. Sean was now getting a very vigorous hand job and looked like he was about to pop. I caught his eye and waved him over. Billy seemed content to have her blowing him. I figured he would last longer than Sean since he had already blown his first load on me.

"She's ready for you," I told Sean, although I'm sure he already knew that. I use my hands to spread her inflamed butt cheeks and ease his entry into his rapidly slutified girlfriend. Emily mewed as she became skewered on his cock. Always one to help a woman in need, I reached below her and started rubbing her clit. I figured Sean would soon pop his nut so I tried to give her some satisfaction before that happened. I could tell she was getting close, but apparently that excitement (I'm sure she was squeezing his cock for all she was worth) was too much for him. At least he had the good sense to pull out and shoot on her reddened ass. She kept riding my finger trying to get off. I used my other hand to wave at Billy.

He had not dreamed of fucking one hot girl today and now he was about to have two. I'm not sure Emily even really noticed him pulling himself out of her mouth. I could tell she was laser focused on me rubbing her clit and wanting to get off. Sean was on the floor recovering from his orgasm and didn't say anything when Billy took his place impaling Emily. Her mouth now free from cock, her moan echoed off the cinder block walls. I kept rubbing her. Billy, freshly instructed on how to fuck a woman, was going to town on her. I wished he showed that much enthusiasm when he fucked me. But it was still nice to watch kind of like a sparrow leaving the nest as he found his confidence as a cocksman.

Emily was quite satisfied with his effort as well as the combination of his relentless pounding and my fingers on her clit finally brought her over the edge. Over the edge in a noisy, sweaty gooey mess. But that didn't slow down Billy. He kept slamming away at her pussy. I always liked to have my guy stop fucking me while I came so I could enjoy the rush and then have him start again. I didn't like him to fuck right through my orgasm because it confused my body. I don't think Emily had that problem. She was off like a rocket and Billy kept taking her higher. I couldn't take it any more. Watching the three of them (and rubbing her) had me needing to get myself off again. I jumped up and straddled her head bouncing my butt down on the bed. I don't think she even realized it was me in front of her until I grabbed her head and pulled her mouth onto my pussy. Whenever she realized she wasn't being fed cum coated cock and instead had sweet tasty pussy in her mouth didn't really matter. At least to me. What mattered was she only tried to pull back weakly. She had no conviction to her as I pulled her head against my dripping snatch. She happily began lapping at my sweet kitty cat.

Billy eventually slowed his pace. I don't think he could have kept up with the speed he had chosen. Emily was happily alternating between sucking my clit and licking my pussy. Sean recovered enough to snap a couple of pictures with his phone before Billy eventually pulled out and deposited his load on her back. Fortunately for me, Emily never slowed her service to my pussy. She kept merrily servicing me. Her eyes looked up at mine and I saw a dream state behind them. Sean was furiously pulling his pud and eventually got hard enough to have a second go at her. She did respond by thrusting back at him, but I got the impression she was more interested in making me cum than giving Sean a good ride. She seemed quite content on her knees kneeling before me.

Eventually I came. Who wouldn't with a cute co-ed sucking your pussy like her life depended on it? Emily, Sean and Billy kept pairing off in various combinations as I recovered and then dressed. I grabbed Sean's phone and forwarded the pictures he took of me to myself and to Mistress. I think I fulfilled her task better than either of us could have imagined. Needless to say I didn't think either Sean or Billy would have trouble with Emily being a tease ever again. Heck, if they told her they were inviting some other boys from the hall over to fuck her she probably would have agreed. I headed home happy and tired.

I managed to get a good night sleep. My lust was temporarily satisfied and I had a sense that everything with the bookstore case was going to work out. Mistress' promise to help me with Carol helped relax me too. I woke up refreshed, showered, and dressed, checked my email to see if Mistress sent me any instructions (she had not) and then headed to the office. Carol was the first person I saw. She was dressed conservatively and didn't give off a hint of the wild sex kitten I now knew her to be. Of course I didn't confront her about Saturday night. How could I possibly bring it up. I couldn't just say, "So Carol, how did you like eating my pussy from under the table? Want to come to my office and do it again?"

The first order of business on Monday mornings is always a staff meeting to layout what the week ahead would bring. Whenever somebody made eye contact with me I felt like they knew my secret, but that was just me being paranoid. The partners were glad that I had a meeting with the village later that morning telling me they hoped I could close the case by the afternoon so they could bill the client. I wanted it done today but for a totally more selfish reason.

The time finally came for the meeting with the village attorney. He was an older gentleman, fairly good shape with graying hair. After the initial pleasantries we got down to business. I made my case, strictly legal based on the village ordinances, and not getting into any moral discussions. I figured he would come more from a "blight on the community stance" although really only one of the three stores was that run down. And since it was in the industrial area, I didn't find that argument very persuasive. But then he hit me with it. "I know there is prostitution going on at the stores and we can't have that."

I knew there was the gloryhole action, which technically was prostitution, at least some of the time. I didn't think they charged all the time so at least part time it was just consenting adults having fun. Then again, I didn't know what went on behind closed doors. I decided to play ignorant and find out just how much he knew.

It turns out he didn't know that much. Lots of rumors, which I easily dismissed, but then he hit me with the big guns. He said he went undercover Saturday night and had experienced it for himself. I asked him for more details and it turned out he was there while I was enjoying myself and paid $40 for access to the booth. I must have sucked his cock. I had to think fast. It was the only real evidence the village had. But I had my doubts he would want too many details going public. So I did the only thing I could. I lied my ass off.

"So you paid $40 to get access to one of the video booths?" I asked him.

"Yes," he told me. "But it was implied I'd have oral sex."

"Implied?" I asked him giving him my best quizzical look. The law didn't do implied very well. I think I could beat him on what he really paid for. He knew and I knew it was for a blowjob. But if he paid for access to the room and happened to get a knobber when he stuck his dick through the wall, well that was just a bonus.

"I see where you are going counselor," he said. He realized his mistaken phrasing. If he decided to push this point, he wouldn't use it next time. He would just say "$40 in exchange for oral sex." But I had one more trick up my sleeve. I wasn't proud to use it, but I had to look out for my client.

"So, just so we are both clear, you are saying you were promised that a guy would suck you off for $40?" I stated rhetorically.

"No," he said sounding annoyed that I would even bring that up. "It was a woman."

I prayed he wasn't the guy I fucked that night. "But you said there was a..." I checked my notes pretending I didn't know exactly what he had said. "You said you put your penis through a hole in the wall and somebody sucked you off. I think you called it a gloryhole. How do you know who was behind the wall. That's pretty damaging information."

I watched as all the color drained from his face. He suddenly realized two things and I'm not sure which was more upsetting. First off, a guy may have blown him. He was of an age who definitely would have been upset by that. Part of him wanted to tell him it actually had been me in the gloryhole and put him out of his misery. But that would have killed the case so I couldn't do that.

The second thing he realized was that if the village pursued it, this information was going to become public. I had been careful not to directly threaten him, but he knew there would be press coverage if they shut the stores (sex sells on the news just like in advertising) and there was no way a juicy tidbit like a village official having sex related to his official duties wouldn't be a bigger story than the actual ordinance violations. I looked at his hand as he wrung them together nervously. Then I noticed him twisting his wedding band. He thought his little ploy to entrap the store would make him look good, but instead his wife would find out he had been with a gay hooker. This was getting too easy.

"Mr. Foreman is an outstanding member of the business community and does not wish to negotiate in the media," I said pressing my sudden advantage in the situation. "I expect to have a letter signed by the mayor and faxed apologizing for any inconvenience this investigation has caused and finding no basis to close Mr. Foreman's stores waiting for me at my office when I get back after lunch. Do we understand each other?"

I knew I'd have to tell Tom to be more careful about the gloryholes and whatever other activities might be bending the law. We'd gotten past this one because of a colossal blunder by the village attorney, but if Tom kept breaking the law, eventually he would get caught. He got lucky this time that my indiscretions had actually benefitted the case. But that wouldn't happen again. I thanked the village attorney and got out of there before he could make a counter offer. Now I just had to hope he could convince the mayor to drop the case.

I called Tom to give him the potentially good news. He asked me to meet him at his fancy store (where his main office was located) to discuss our next steps. I told him I would be right over. I was glad he picked his upscale store for our meeting. It was much nicer than the other two stores and seemed more legitimate. When I arrived the same two women were working the counter as the last time I was there. They also remembered me from the time I shopped there, although they seemed confused why I asked for Tom. Lisette, the older of the two in my estimation, led me back to the office and knocked on the door. When Tom said "Come it," she opened the door and announced me. Tom got up and walked to the door with his hand extended welcoming me into his office. I wanted to get right down to business.

I explained that I had met with the Village attorney and that he was convinced to drop any attempt to close the three stores. Tom was overjoyed. Then I had to break the bad news that the attorney still needed to get the sign off from the mayor. I added that I was confident the mayor would go along with the attorney. Tom was impressed and wanted to know how I managed to get the Village to move so quickly. I told him it was a combination of my legal skills (I did have the legal basis for our case to back me up) would have won but it would have taken much longer. Sheepishly I admit the speed of the resolution had to do more with the attorney's mistake than my skill.

"Oh?" Tom said with a raised eyebrow. "What mistake was that?"

It was a clumsy transition, but one that had to be made. "He came into the store Saturday hoping to get evidence against you. Fortunately he didn't realize at the time he would be implicated in a scandal if the evidence went public. I made sure he knew that."

"We're not doing anything illegal," he countered.

"You're running a prostitution operation in the booths," I said incredulously.

"No, we offer a premium viewing experience in one of the booths. That's all," he said.

"So the blowjob is just a bonus?" I asked.

"Well," he said with a sheepish grin. "If a woman happens to like sucking cock there is nothing illegal about that."

"It's a quid pro quo and you pay the women, at least sometimes," I countered.

"It doesn't matter. It's not going to court. You did a great job."

"You need to understand," I told him. "You got lucky because he screwed up. You have to be careful about what you do."

"Are you always careful, Susan?" he asked me point blank.

"What do you mean?" I replied. "I'm always careful."

"Not to embarrass you, but I was reviewing the security camera footage yesterday. We had a shoplifting incident on Saturday. I was, shall we say, surprised by your choice of clothes."

Not to embarrass me, huh. Yeah, right. I could feel my face flush and my skin got all prickly.

"Did you tell the attorney you were the one who sucked his cock?"

I decided then and there I needed to get control of this conversation. "I most certainly did not!" I practically shouted at him. I began to speak again, at a more modest tone, but he cut me off.

"But it was you in the booth Saturday night while he was there, wasn't it?"

I sat silently.

"You do enjoy sucking a nice hard cock don't you, counselor?"