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THE SECRET FLING

Jane, curious with desire, split her legs wide enough to give enough room to John's middle finger to do the anticipated motion on her clitoris and inner vaginal lips with much more ease; little did she know that Tom had come along. She tore her lingerie off with utmost haste exposing her firm breasts, and perfect body. Her previous memory of John's expertise with his penis was so fresh in her mind; no one had ever made her ejaculate the way he did. He seemed to discover all the right corners of her vagina with every round the previous night. In her mind, she imagined that she had over ten G-spots.

WanyamaConrad · Fantasie
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10 Chs

THE SEXCAPADE

Tom was hard by penis, and entirely destructed by the frivolous sexual thoughts he had in mind. He often caught Jane staring at him momentarily, and they both held their gaze which always ended with a giggle on both ends. Tom wasn't entirely good at anything, but he was a challenge for plenty of women. Jane was among the eight women who were after him. He wasn't invested emotionally in either of his chasers, but what made Jane stand out was that her sex was bipolar; she would become an animal when it came to riding his penis. All he had to do was slap her butt cheeks momentarily, and she would heighten the rate of the thrusts: she liked being in control. At the lunch break, Tom sent Jane a message which read, "Find me in the car park, my zip is open." Jane gaped at the sight of this, and she loudly thought, "This keeps getting better." She used the elevator, heading to the basement where the car parking lot was situated. From the tenth floor where her department was located, she descended for her afternoon sexual pleasantries. She could feel her thongs getting wetter by every second as the elevator descended. Jane was in the litigation department, and she was working towards a promotion. She was on a managerial placement role, and surprisingly, she was successfully juggling her work, with her sexual desires all in the same place. Now that she would occasionally sneak away for a casual quickie every now, and then, she was surely enjoying her work.

The car parking lot was extremely quiet. Tom always parked his Honda Accord by the right corner deep in the parking lot where he could hide. This was because he was an ardent user of the afternoon quickies, and he needed a good hiding spot. He always had a sleeping bag in his boot for this purpose, and incase the sexcapade escalated, he would take it out. Tom had received seven requests for the afternoon quickie, but he'd instead invited Jane over, ignoring the others. These ladies were not aware that he was shuffling them; they all thought of themselves as special to Tom-the cunt miner. When she got to his car, he wasn't there. The car park was slightly dark since some spots had no light beams upon them. She was reaching out for her phone, when she felt a hug from behind, accompanied by a whisper in her ear, "I want you so bad." She recognized the voice as Tom's. She twisted her waist in anticipation of kissing him, which she did. He kissed her back with unrelenting enthusiasm, pushed her towards his car, bent her over until she was holding onto the bonnet of his car. He pushed her dress up, pushed her already wet thongs to the side, and he slid in. She was already wet, and he could feel her vaginal fluids around his penis as it made it's way to the helm of her vagina. She moaned in excitement, and contentment. She tried turning back to kiss him, but all in vain. He split her legs apart, until he was in full control of the situation. Jane would momentarily rub her clitoris as he slowly slid in, and out of her to establish a rhythm. Tom was a master at ear biting, and Jane liked the sensation it dictated upon her body. He kissed her neck, biting it softly as he increased the speed of his thrusts. She was moaning for dear life as he filled her with his penis inches. She was feeling her vagina expand, and contract with every thrust, sending her into a frenzy of insurmountable pleasure. They went on with this for about 20 minutes, until Tom finally cummed into her. They were both sweaty, and yet content. Without a word, they parted ways; Jane scampering into the ladies' loos to clean and John into the opposite sex loos. Tom was finished in a few minutes, and he ascended by the help of elevator. It took Jane much longer as she calmed herself down, and cleaned off Tom's cum. She also restored her red lipstick. And when she felt presentable enough, she followed Tom back to work. They were both extremely hungry at this moment, and they decided to go catch a snack together. John's admirers bestowed looks of resentment upon her; she knew nothing of their origin, but she was about to find out. "Tom, is this your new catch?" One of the men asked jokingly. Tom gestured to him to stay quiet, a request he quickly adhered to. Jane noticed the queerness of the moment, and planned to approach that particular gentleman later in the day for more intel.

Jane received a call from John, and she felt the wrath of guilt sweep over her body from head to toe. She picked up and started, "Hello, hun." To which he replied, " Hello, flowers, i brought you lunch, your favorite; Margherita pizza." This sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. She apologized to Tom, and notified him that she wouldn't be joining him for lunch. To Tom, this was a good riddance, he didn't mind, and he scampered on. Jane found John waiting at his work desk; he delivered the pizza, kissed her, and off he went. She ate her lunch with tears rolling down her cheeks. She couldn't explain the wave of emotions which she was experiencing at that moment. She'd sworn to stay away from Tom, but yet again, she'd just willingly let him into her. She really loved John, and she didn't want to lose him.

She finished her lunch, wiped her tears, and started destructing her thoughts with her work. She loved her job, and she was good at it. For the rest of the day, neither Tom, nor Jane stared at the other... Actually, Jane left last that day, she had a complicated lawsuit involving defamation. While all lawsuits are complicated, the term complex litigation typically involves large civil cases involving multiple parties, as well as multiple jurisdictions, large amounts of money, lengthy trials and complex legal issues.These lawsuits can often draw media scrutiny, in addition to costing companies in both time and money. Complex litigation involves unique, individual issues that an attorney without complex litigation experience rarely faces, including multi-jurisdictional and complex choice of law issues. Experience in this area is critical.

She approached this complex litigation case,  by analyzing the situation, and earnestly assessing her legal options. This included obtaining an out-of-court settlement or the filing of a legal action. Her goal in complex litigation cases was to minimize court expenses while advocating on her client's behalf. It took her plenty of time, and she only left because John had decided to pick her up for a movie. Throughout the movie, she kept talking about her case. At a moment, both of them took their attention off of the movie, and John started actively listening. She started, "The question of disqualification and recusal in complex litigation should be addressed very early in the pretrial stage. It is

amazing how much litigation and how much expense has been

generated by disqualification and recusal disputes in complex litigation. In a case coming out of Pollion district a couple of years ago, a

federal trial judge was forced to recuse himself in a piece of complex litigation which was in active pretrial and trial procedures for

over five years and which involved 200,000 corporate class members. It was discovered that the judge's wife owned a few shares of

stock in several of the 200,000 corporate parties. If a judge has a

spouse in that kind of business, she might be better off trying to

completely insulate herself from any information about the holdings so that she can legitimately claim never to be exposed to bias.

She should, however, consider the feasibility of this approach by

first researching the question, finding out what her obligations are

under the rules that apply to her court or agency and the canons

applicable in her jurisdiction. Second, she should do whatever is

necessary to protect herself. I suspect, in most instances, it is really going to be a question of discovering the existence of the problem, but the judge should make that discovery as soon as possible.

Obviously, if one is dealing with 200,000 parties in a piece of litigation, even a personal visual review of the parties is going to be a

problem, so one needs to look for some technical assistance or, at

the very least, some clerical assistance. Those judges who have access to computer docketing systems can use their software, if it is

sophisticated enough, to help them with the disqualification problem. In addition, a judge must insist that the lawyers, especially in

large firms, have within their firms very sophisticated means of

detecting any potential conflict." Hardly had she finished, when she noticed that John was dozing. She patted him on the forehead, and they both heartily laughed. "I'm sorry that i bored you dead," she jokingly said.