Forget about trying to impress my boss and the other lawyers in the department; I wanted to support this poor woman.Jackie came over to my desk that a...ternoon and noticed my jumpiness.“What’s wrong with you?”I took a big gulp of my coffee and shook my head. “What? Nothing. Why? Nothing is wrong with me.”“Uh-huh. Sure. Anyway, how’s your lesbian?”I rolled my eyes. “Lovely, Jackie.”“Over that absurdity yet?”“Why is it absurd?” I asked, trying to remove all annoyance from my tone. It didn’t work.. The minute the door closed, I said, "I could have told you my answer over the intercom. I already told you last night. No." He took a long drink from another dewy glass of alcohol. It was barely noon. "You're giving up the chance to have a skilled job because you'd rather live in a brothel than have sex with me?" he asked, his voice disbelieving. "I'm giving up the chance to be used and returned." "That isn't what I'm going to do." "Sure it isn't." He got out of his chair and paced the. I asked her if that felt good and she said yes so I continued rubbing her little clit. Her hands felt amazing around my cock and I could feel my precum starting to flow. She stepped back and watched as some precum came out of the tip of my cock. "Did you just cum ?" she asked. I told her that if I came it would be a lot more than that. I explained what precum was and she said she wanted to taste it. I told her it was ok and she got onvher knees and ran her tongue around the head of my. I closed the screen door quietly and then closed the front door as well. I stood by the door, waiting, glancing around me to get an idea of the house's layout.She walked back and seemed mildly startled to see me standing in her house, but kept walking towards me with the clipboard and a pen in her hand."This one's good. I've already signed and you can keep the pen," she said, and offered them both to me, now wanting to get me out of her house."That won't be necessary, ma'am," I said, feeling.