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Subject: {ASSM} "Lawyer"  by  deirdre  (FF)  --  rp by H. Jekyll and Please Cain
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Date: Thu, 06 Apr 2006 06:10:03 -0400
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Lawyer 

By deirdre

*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone (though she did give permission to repost her
stories to non-commercial sites). She was last heard from in late April
1996. We will repost all 156 stories, with comments by her, in
alphabetical order, between now and the 10th anniversary of her
"retirement." 

Please contribute to the 10th Anniversary "deirdre-fest," April 15-30.
Meanwhile, enjoy! 

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com. 

*****

Date: Wed, 27 Apr 1994 05:22:29 UTC

Disclaimer: this is not reality; it is a string of words. The author
does not wish to live out the experiences described. The author does
not wish anyone to live out the experiences described. If you lack the
maturity to grasp this disclaimer, then under no circumstances read
this story without the express permission and guidance of someone more
mature. -- deirdre

Lawyer 
by deirdre

Marybeth is my best friend. We've known each other for years, and often
go shopping together, or go see a movie, or in the summer time, go over
to the lake and swim and sunbathe. She's also the first woman I ever
made a pass at.

You see, I discovered that I was attracted to women a long time ago,
but just kept it completely to myself. But Marybeth, who's the nicest
person I know and who has a spectacular body and a pretty face, is the
first woman who attracted me enough to drive me to such a thing. For
years I used to fantasize about her. Finally once when we had been
drinking a little, I couldn't help myself--I admitted to her that she
turned me on. As soon as I said it, I was afraid that I had ruined our
friendship. I started to ask her if she was attracted to me, but I
couldn't manage to make myself finish the question.

But she was gentle with me. She told me she wasn't interested, but that
she hoped this wouldn't hurt our friendship. I actually started to cry,
I guess because I was so afraid she was going to instantly drop me as a
friend. But she was very good about keeping our conversation going
despite my tongue-tied state, and after that night, she called me often
and I thought she might be deliberately trying to make sure we didn't
drift apart. I was ever so thankful.

One saturday, she called and asked if I'd like to go visit a friend of
hers who had a swimming pool. I asked her if she were sure it was all
right, and she insisted that I come. She picked me up and we drove out
to the suburbs to one of the richest parts of town--where the houses
were separated enough that you couldn't see one from the other. She
drove up to this stylish contemporary. I asked her if her friend
married rich. She said her friend was a lawyer.

Once inside, she introduced me to Carolyn. Carolyn was tall, with
blonde hair pinned back, and looked like a model. And she was dressed
so well: she wore a suit which I'm sure made her one of the most
stylish lawyers in existence. I'm sure it cost a thousand if a penny.

Carolyn went to change while Marybeth and I went out to the back and
pulled off our jeans. We had worn our suits over. When Carolyn came
out, she was in this one-piece, and I don't know if it was the suit or
her body, but I imagined her right in the pages of a magazine or in a
commercial for one of those vacation places.

We all sat around and talked, and Carolyn talked about her life as a
lawyer. I certainly felt out of place: she knew all the top government
officials in town as well as all the TV personalities, the richest
entrepreneurs, and all the doctors and lawyers I had ever heard of.

Well, we swam some and lay in the sun some, talked some more, and drank
some wine coolers. When we were done, Carolyn told us we could shower
and pointed Marybeth to one shower and me to another. The bathroom she
pointed me to was off her bedroom. I showered and dryed myself with the
towel she gave me and wondered back into the bedroom where I'd left my
clothes. Carolyn was in there. She was sitting naked in front of a
vanity, putting lotion on her body. She looked at me and smiled and
told me that if I lotioned her back that she'd lotion mine. That
sounded good to me, so I approached her with my towel wrapped around
me.

When I was near, I realized that I might be in trouble: her body was
intoxicating and I was getting that familiar feeling. But I did my best
to ignore it, put some lotion on my hand and started rubbing it into
her back. Touching her ruined all my chance of taking my mind off her
body. It was so sexy caressing her skin like that. There she was,
completely nude, sitting right in front of me. Her breasts were
incredible and even though I was behind her, the mirror gave me a
perfect view.

I was done soon, and she suggested that I lay face down on the bed
while she did my back. I went ahead and found myself nude, laying down.
She sat next to me and started lotioning my back. If touching her was
murder, then this was absolutely too much. She did it so lovingly--I
thought she ought to be a bit more business-like because she didn't
know what she was doing to me. I almost died there, suffering from that
mixture of excitement and embarrassment.

She did my back and also the backs of my legs and she wasn't shy about
my rear cheeks. But it was harder on me. Then I felt her hand between
my cheeks, then down on my pussy. In a second I was so far gone I
didn't even give it any thought. Her fingers were incredible! And they
would stray to my ass once in a while and poke a little at my rear
hole--something I never would have dreamed would drive me so crazy. In
a minute I was coming and I passed out.

When I came out of my stupor, she was gone. I got dressed and went into
the living room. No one was there. I called but there wasn't any
answer. Then ten minutes later they both came from where Marybeth had
been showering. Carolyn was wearing a pretty silk robe and Marybeth was
dressed. Marybeth had a flushed look on her face and she looked like
she was trying to hide a smile. I couldn't believe it.

When we left, Carolyn gave Marybeth a kiss on the mouth and they talked
about meeting the following day. Carolyn told her to bring me if she
could. She told Marybeth she was "very pleased". Then we left. As we
were leaving, another woman was walking up the front sidewalk. She
didn't glance at us. She was absolutely gorgeous. Carolyn let her in.

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