Janeen

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Janeen By Jan

My name is Janeen Marie everyone calls me Neenee. I graduated from North Western University a couple of years ago with a Bachelors Degree in Corporate law. I know we are all scum sucking bottom dwellers. The only thing lower that a lawyer is an Associate lawyer. If a partner even recognizes you enough to allow you to lick the dust from their shoes you have moved up the food chain.

After working at a Corporate Law firm for a year or so my reputation was that of being a man eating shark when it came to labor negations! I was so aggressive that males in the office were intimidated and gave me a wide birth. That was just fine with me. I am what is known as a lipstick lesbian. That means I'm a feminine looking young woman that sucks pussy. So, I have no patience with egotistical males hitting on me.

That fact that the firm only rented office space on three upper floors of a high rise building in Chicago prevented them from placing me in the boiler room but I was in about the worst cubical possible.

When I had proven myself I was given the new office. They told me that a secretary came with the office. I could pick one from the typing pool. I looked at the skills of each of them and even called each one to hear their voice on the phone and evaluate their phone personality. I selected the most efficient and knowledgeable women in the pool. We had been introduced when she was hired a few months before. I had found attractive but I deliberately had decided to avoid office entanglements.

After that I asked her if she wanted to work for me and she jumped at the chance to get out of the pool. We set her up with a desk next t my office door with a phone with my number on her line. A new computer came alone with both our new positions.

We got along fine and she was very good at finding reference material in the law library. Things were going very good. When she went on vacation I was given a relatively new girl from the pool for the week.

I had seen her but hadn't paid much attention to her. Her name was Alexis. She was a very attractive eighteen-year-old a slender petite girl with flaxen hair. She dressed a little to provocatively but fashionably. Her skirts were to short. Her bodice cut to low and the colors too bright. Her wardrobe was better suited for a cocktail party than a business office. Her breasts were small and she used padded bras to inherence what her family gene pool failed to provide.

She distracted me sitting outside my office. Any time I stopped to give her a typing assignment she would be sitting in her armless chair with one leg under her body sitting on her leg, with her high heeled foot at right angle to her body, tapping to some rhythm in her head. Her skirt would be hiked up until anyone passing could tell the color of her underwear. I got the feeling that she enjoyed making everyone uncomfortable.

The second day she was filling in for me I was busy doing research for a case that was coming up. I knew that I would have to go to the company we were working for, and physically dig through their records and memos all day. I figured that it would require asking Alexis to work late to type my notes to be ready for the morning briefing.

I told her that I would need her to stay late when I returned. She was happy to earn the overtime money. She had little to do that day, but answer the phone while I was gone.

I spent the day reading everything related to the case pending I copied. Everything supportive of the client's case I made sure would be used in the case. Any memos damaging to the client's case I wanted the partners to know about in case the plaintiff's lawyer brought them up we would have an answer.

When I got back to the office Alexis and I got right to work arranging the evidence in chronological order. Then I wrote the legal merit of the wording of each document. In law the difference between (may and will) can cost big money.

Alexis got right to work typing as fast as I transferred my drafts from my computer to hers. I took hours to write up and check. Then retype until I was happy with the result. I was late and I just realized I was starved and I figured Alexis was too.

I asked, "Would you like me to buy your dinner before we call in a night."

She flashed me a warm smile and said. "That would be great."

We picked up our belongings and headed for the parking lot. I used my access card to exit the underground parking lot with Alexis sitting next to me. I asked her if she wanted me to bring her back to get her car. She told me she uses the L train so all she needed was to be dropped at a station.

We had a pleasant meal and a couple of drinks. During the meal we chatted about small stuff, and I found out she lived not far out of my way home. So, I offered to drop her off on my way. She agreed and after I signed the check and left a tip we headed to her apartment.

Alexis invited me up for a cup of coffee and I accepted without thinking about it. We took the lavatory up to the fourth floor. It was an old building in an old neighborhood that was just starting to be rehabilitated. The apartment building was clean but still smelled of age and neglect. The smell of cooking filled the halls.

Alexis opened her door, and dropped her handbag on the little table next to the door. She dropped her coat over the back of her couch, on her way to the kitchenette. She offered me a seat, while she made fresh coffee. We talked while the coffee brewed.

She asked me if I minded if she changed clothes, and excused herself. The coffee finished perking while she was in her bedroom so I got up and poured us a couple of cups. I added a little sugar to mine, while I waited for her to return.

Alexis returned dressed in a reveling transparent negligee. I was a little embarrassed by her obvious wonton display of her body. Her pink areolas were visible along with her pubis. Her pubic hair was only slightly darker than the hair on her head. She shaved it so that only a finger width wide and only the length of a couple of knuckle lengths up the center of her body. Her toenails were painted almost a natural pink to match her fingernails.

She sat on the couch next to me, and drew her leg under her body like she did at work. She leaned over to pick up her saucer and cup of coffee. In doing so her breasts were fully exposed to my view. My vagina got wet instantly. She flashed me a warm smile. I wondered if she knew what I was thinking.

She asked, "Have you ever made love to a woman?" as casually as she would have asked, "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

I blushed, but knew that I would spend the night in her bed. When I reached for her hand she sat her cup and saucer down and took mine and sat mine down too.

She turned to face me, with her face so close I could feel her breathing through her nose. She kissed me, and forced her tongue between my teeth. While she was kissing me she was undressing me. As she was pulling off my suit jacket I was reaching for her breasts. She removed my scarf, and unbuttoned my blouse. She had to pull it out of my skirt.

She told me, "Stand up!"

I did as she told me, and she sat back and said, "I want you to undress completely!"

I stood there in front of her and unhooked my skirt while she reached for her coffee cup, and sat back sipping the coffee as I undressed. I stepped out of the skirt, and draped it over the coffee table. When I dropped the skirt I reached for my pumps, and removed them one at a time. I removed my slip, and it joined the skirt. I was down to bra, panties and pantyhose. I reached behind my back with both hands and unhooked the bra. The feeling of relief was so exciting as the air touched my breasts. I stood there letting her admire my 36-c melons.

She smiled while she looked at them, and as she lowered her eyes to my crotch. She pointed at them as she said, "Off!"

I rolled the waistband down my hips, then down my legs as I stepped out of them. Now I was only in my pantyhose. They were sheer enough to see my dark pubic hair even through the reinforced crotch of pantyhose. Alexis reached out and pushed her finger into my crotch stuffing the hose deep into my cunt. When she removed her finger the hose remained stuffed in my cunt. On her command I pulled the hose down my hips and legs. The crotch was very wet and smelly.

Alexis moved her body so that her heels on edge of her couch and spread her legs wide open. Her negligee fell on the couch like a tan puddle of gauze. She ran the finger of her right hand up the middle of her cunt and rubbed it under my nose. Then she told me to eat her cunt.

I knelt on the floor between her legs and at her direction I kissed her knees then her inner thigh. I was working my way to her cunt, when she told me to kiss the other leg. I obediently started kissing the other knee. I kissed and licked my way down that leg. She was sitting there with both of her tits in her hands pinching her nipples. She was telling me what to do to her pussy. She told me to lick her pubic hair with my tongue until it was all plastered to her body pointing upwards. Then she held the back of my head, and pulled my face against her cunt until my nose was smashed against her pubic bone. She instructed me to lick her asshole and stick my tongue into the hole. I ate her pussy until she climaxed and I used my tongue to clean out the hole.

When she recovered she told me, "Go to the bedroom and lay on the bed, and wait for me."

I went into the bedroom and positioned myself in the middle of the bed and waited there for Alexis to come into the bedroom. I heard her in the bathroom and wondered what she was doing. When she made her entrance I was shocked. She had on black leather motorcycle chaps and black leather vest with a Sans Reproach Motorcycle emblem (Dike on Bikes) on the back. The vest and emblem looked like they were an unknown number of years old and had been drug through a garbage dump. I'm talking that was all she had on because bike chaps just have straps connecting the legs to the studded belt. That leaves the crotch totally exposed and the cheeks of the derriere totally exposed too. As she approached the smell of leather and the stench of sweat filled my nose.

She opened her bedside table and took out a flesh colored dildo with straps attached. She buckled the waist strap and pulled the two crotch straps between her legs from behind and attached them to the waist belt. She covered the shaft with KY jelly and got onto the bed between my legs. I was a little intimidated by what she looked like with this weapon between her legs. She thrust her hips forward and drove the phallus deep into my cunt. It hurt and I cried out. Alexis was yelling in my ear, "Who's your Daddy?" I let out a whimper and after repeated demands to her question to answer her question, I said, "You are my daddy Alexis!" The pain was intense, yet I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life. Afterwards Alexis removed the dildo from her waist and had me lick it clean.

When she was ready to go to sleep she made me sleep between her lags. I used her pubis as my pillow all night. In the morning we showered together and she had me wash her body for her. I had to put on the clothes I had on yesterday. But we grabbed a bite to eat at a fast food restaurant and got to work early. I had a change of clothes in my office for those times when I worked all night.

I pulled off my presentation at the morning meeting and the senior partners were impressed with the thrones of giving them both sides of the arguments so they would not be blindsided and I gave them possible arguments should the negative evidence be introduced.

When I went back to my office I was pleased with myself. I had been drinking coffee all morning and my bladder was so full my teeth were floating. I dropped everything on my desk and made a hasty retreat to the bathroom. I rushed into an empty stall hiked up my skirt and pulled down my underpants and pantyhose, I sat down and let loose with a stream of piss that was splashing up and getting my bottom wet. I only hear the noise of other women in the bathroom when I was reliving myself.

I was startled when the stall door opened and Alexis was standing there in front of me. She stepped in without allowing the door to close. She lifted her short skirt and pulled down her panties and left them on the floor as she stepped in front of me and thrust her hips into my face. She said in a commanding voice, "Eat my cunt, Bitch!

I smelled her cunt and placed my hands on her hips and licked her cunt for her. I sucked her cunt until she climaxed in my mouth. She put her panties back on and was fixing her makeup when I wiped myself and got dressed again.

When I approached the sink next to her she lifted my skirt and rubbed my crotch until I climaxed standing at the sink holding on. I knew that I would need to change my hose and underpants. But I had used my only clean change this morning. I figured I would run down to the convenience store on the ground floor and buy new hose and panties.

I left the bathroom to get my purse, oblivious that women that had been in the bathroom were already telling everyone what Alexis and I had done just a moment ago. I got my bag and took the elevator down to the lobby. I was buying pantyhose and panties and was just about to leave when Alexis entered and told me that we should get a bite to eat.

We walked to a nearby cocktail lounge that served lunch. They did put white linen tablecloth on the tables and booths. We ordered a light lunch of soup and salad. We ordered Manhattans and sipped them until our order came. As I was finishing my meal, and was just picking at what was left, Alexis put her hand in my lap and started masturbating me through my skirt. I looked around and saw three or four senior partners sitting at a table having lunch. I was worried they would see that was going on but reluctant to stop her.

She told me to get under the table and suck her cunt. I tried to tell her we couldn't with the bosses in the bar. She told me not to argue and get under the table. I dropped my napkin on the floor and ducked under the table. I lifted Alexis's skirt up and took her panties off. Alexis didn't bother with nylons. I got between her lags and started sucking her cunt. I was really getting into the feel and taste of her cunt when the waitress brought the bill.

Alexis open my purse and gave her my credit card. When the waitress returned Alexis gave me the change tray with a ballpoint to sign the bill. When I gave the tray back to Alexis asked the waitress to have a seat.

There was a pause, and then I saw the legs of the woman, as she slide into the booth next to Alexis. Her legs were nicely shaped and also without nylons. When Alexis told me to service her, I did as I was told and pulled her panties aside to expose dark brown pubic hair. I licked her until she was dripping. I had my mouth servicing the waitress while I was still finger fucking Alexis. The waitress must have been working a few hours because her cunt smelled strong of sweat and piss. I was repulsed at first but I was soon devouring her cunt. She sat back and enjoyed being eating. When she climaxed she was moving her butt around so much I was rubbing my whole face all over her cunt.

When I got out from under the table I tried to do it without being noticed. No such luck, every eye was looking at me. The partners were taking it all in. I was so rattled that I went right to my car, drove home and E-mailed my resignation. I sat in my room for three days before I sent my resume to a law firm in New York and got a response right away. I packed up and made my move that week.

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