Jury Duty

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(Michael).

Who am I; the big kahuna, the boss, the head honcho. The big cheese.  This law firm was everything I worked hard for almost thirty years. I made partner and the age of twenty-eight years old and for the the last ten years it was with the firm made it on the best ones in the city.

I started my day early of seven thirty in the morning as I do every morning.

Jogging down my neighbourhood; the morning fog coming in from Staten Island. My head was clear, my body was pure and my thoughts were focused.

I had yet a again another work load I probably wouldn't get out the office until at least midnight.

I was in the office by eight and I walked in to the huge office, my assistant Estelle was coming in for her normal punctuation time of nine thirty. She was a hard working and very diligent, she'd been my assistant for the last three years and knew me better than myself.

I walked to the grand full floor to celling windows  the cloudy early morning day had the sun beaming through the clouds, I paced in my office and went about planning my day.

I grabbed my phone and dialled Estelle's work phone.

"Estelle Vitale," he said cheerfully on the other end.

"Miss. Vitale? Jackson here, I need a large coffee and The Daily Examiner on your way in." I asked quickly hanging up.

I'm probably going to need another one of these today I had eight clients a client in court and then a lunch date with my girlfriend Camille.  I walked to one of the boardrooms to meet with one of my clients, then twenty minutes later she arrived on time.

Her hair pulled back into a high sleek ponytail, her makeup (if she wore any that day) was clean and perfect she always wore a bright red lipstick that made her glow.

She wore heels a pencil skirt and a red silk blouse tucked in. She looked more of a model out of Italian Vogue. 

We made eye contact and a smiled at her. She had my coffee, she smiled back before walking into the office. 

I've chatted with my client for a good thirty minutes and head back to the office. It was almost time for lunch and I was ravenous. I walk into the office and towards the ensuite I walked right in not knocking and I wish I did. She was at the sink too and she was topless.

Her body was beautiful, her skin was smooth and shiny, she has all the right curves in all the right places. Estelle was the most naturally beautiful naturally woman in the whole building.

Would I say this to her face, never, nope.

"Shit." I whispered audibly

She  jumps surprised clasping the shirt to her chest. 

"M-Miss. Vitale!! I'm so sorry I didn't know anyone was in here." I stuttered as she looks rather embarrassed.

"I...uh spilled ink on my shirt I'm sorry sir." Her voice is squeaky like a little mouse and nervous as I scan my eyes down her body then back to her eyes.

"I'll Just umm...let you finish ." He said before closing the door

Well that was embarrassing. I walk over to the window, trying to grab my equilibrium.

She was so beautiful I had to get her out my head, I heard the door open and close as she was fully clothed but now instead of red dress shirt  it was a light pink one.

She went went to answer the phone answering it then clicked over to my line.

"Mr. Jackson's office how can I help you?" Her voice was so silky smooth like the finest velvet.

"Yes ma'am I'll transfer you right now." She said before clicking over to my phone.

"Everything alright Miss. Vitale ?" I asked keeping my back facing her. 

"Yes sir I'm much better, is there anything thing I can do for you?" She handed me my coffee and I noticed she got my regular lunch order for Vultori's.

""The Romano files I need those categorized and then sent to Mr. Alphonse." I pointed to the stack of files on my desk. I tried to retain from looking at her fully as she walked over to the desk picke up the tow stacks.

"Yes sir, and your mothers on line two." She said before leaving the office. I sighed loudly exasperated and walked over to my desk.

That woman will be the death of me. I picked up the line and conversed with her, she's been asking me about family dinners as we always had with my brothers and sisters.

I couldn't wait till my lunch date with Camille I was ravenous, I demolished the sub and it was delicious as per usual.

I was in meetings all day after that I sat in my office looking over files.

Estelle was taking calls and writing things down and sipping her coffee; three cream no sugar.

Her hair was down flowing down her back and she wore her glasses. She was classically beautiful and needed no effort to look anyways.

I played of like I'm not paying her no mind and I look through the paper but I watched her grab the files and walked out the office door.

I spent the quiet time answering phone calls and emails it was peaceful until the door opened.

Camille Carrera. My girlfriend walks in all long blonde hair and long legs to match.

"Hey baby, you ready for lunch?" She purrs sliding over to me in her slinky heels, she flips her sunglasses on top of her head and kissed my cheek and neck as I never took my eyes off the screen.

"Just give me a few more minutes babe." I said clicking the keys.

I soon noticed her shitting my laptop and climb into my lap kissing me against. I groan in the kiss wrapping her around my clearing off the desk and started fucking the day lights out of her.

She screams and moans every time I bring her pleasure to her, anything to drawl out her annoying voice in my head it last for five minutes.

We soon clean up and make it now to the lobby where I see Estelle and Alyia leaving for their lunch break while Costello ass hard and loud making her trip and knock of her stuff out from her purse.