I leaned myself forward, supporting my weight off of her with one arm positioned about her right shoulder. As I did, I took my cock into my hand and s...apped it against Francine's glistening tits. Francine gasped with each gentle smack, her eyes wide with anticipation."Do you want a slow titty fuck," I asked my niece, "or a hard one?" Give me a hard one Uncle Jack!" Francine begged in reply.That's exactly what I did. I slipped into the chute between Francine's breasts and the moment I felt it. Then, one of my friends dared me to propose to a hot girl in the pub. I went to the girl and proposed to her, saying that this was a dare. She accepted it with a smile (little did we know what was in store next). We chatted for some time and danced for a Bollywood number in the pub. Then she was leaving, and I had asked for her mobile number. We exchanged our numbers and left for our respective places.I texted her the next day. She took some time to respond. Then we started texting each other. But there was nothing I could do about that. Maybe he would think it was just from anger. I was certainly mad at him. If he even noticed he didn't care. He looked me over again with that arrogant look that he reserves for everyone at school that he considers to be beneath him. That's pretty much everyone.He shook his head and said, "I don't care much for the way you're dressed. I'll give you some guidelines before you leave. I probably should have been more specific when I ordered you to come. Especially when you had promised the family that you could get someone clear of the charges. That one sentence had been on my mind for the last four hours. As a woman in a mostly male profession it is hard enough to get the respect of other lawyers in town, and get business. With one failed case after another, clients are steadily dwindling. Maybe I should have just stuck with dance at the club that helped me get through law school. At least I was good at that job. At only 28 years of age I.