Patrick Stump and His Lawyer Lady (WARNING CONTAINS EROTICA) #wattys2015

Chapter One: Attractive female 27 seeks male 27 - 30

Tony's POV

I had been sending my paralegals to deal with Patrick Stump the entirety of his divorce case but his will was something I had to handle personally ergo getting my secretary to arrange the meeting. He probably thought I was a man in any event.

I knew all about him of course. Shy, timid lead singer of Fall Out Boy and talented solo artist with flawless looks and yes, he would be the perfect type of man to be the King to my Queendom.  I knew I was attractive, hence using the name Tony for my practice so as not to get any perverse male clients who would end up pulling moves on me and in all honesty I wasn't easy to entice. At 27, I was a successful lawyer to the stars and ran an empire but I was also alone and frankly, tired of it both emotionally and physically.

When Patrick Stump left my office with a dinner date under his arm I was shocked at how easily I gave in. There was just something so amazingly sexy about him that made me crumble and sent a tingling sensation through my body. I walked out of my office, telling my secretary I was off the rest of the day and to have my paralegals handle any issues unless it was an emergency. I had a date to get ready for.

Patrick's POV

Tony and I settled for a dinner at her home - turns out she wasn't Brazilian but rather actually Portuguese. I pulled up outside the address she had texted me and walked to the door, oozing confidence I didn't feel. I had on a pair of black skinny jeans with a button down shirt and dress shoes topped off with my signature fedora but contacts this time.

She must have heard me pull up because the door opened to reveal her in a pair of the tiniest black cut off shorts I had seen and a figure hugging button down shirt also black. her hair had a Portuguese flag in it tied at the top and she was barefoot.

"Patrick, I'm so glad you found my house alright," she said kissing both of my cheeks. I must have blushed visibly because she then laughed.

"I'm sorry, that's how we greet in my culture. I will try remember I'mwith an American."

I smiled at this, "no Tony it's fine really. I just didn't want your boyfriend or husband walking down to you kissing me."

I had devised a plan earlier to try and find out her status because I wanted to move on with my life and something told me she would be perfect to attempt this with."

She laughed audibly at my assumption.

"Oh no Querida, I have neither a boyfriend or husband. Most men are just out for an easy life when they come after me. I want someone I'm compatible with as well as doesn't need me for my money or standing in life."

I nodded at her very true and accurate observation. I wanted someone who didn't want me because I was Patrick Stump the rock star but Patrick Stump the man.

At this, I handed over a bottle of dry red wine and started,

"So I did some research and Portuguese people enjoy their dry red which suits me great because so do I."

She lead me through to the kitchen and my senses were assaulted with spices and my mouth watered.

She was speaking,

"So I made Portuguese chicken with a Greek salad. I hope you don't mind but I'm not big on starches but if you like, I could make you some cous cous?"

"No that sounds devine."

I saw wine glasses and took two down to pour us each a glass while she dished out the meal.

We sat at the kitchen counter and enjoyed the meal when I decided to start things off. I was feeling courageous when it came to this woman, oddly enough.

"So Tony, how did you end up in law?" She smiled and answered gracefully,

"My late mother always used to say my mouth was too smart and the only careers I'd ever have a chance in were law or stand-up comedy."

She was funny, and her mouth was smart, along with a few other things I could think of...

We finished our meal and three glasses of wine later we were on her couch talking about random things when I openly started admiring her body. She was shorter than me now that she had no heels on and her legs were brown and toned. Her hips were gorgeous and wide with a slender waist line that ended up in a firmly shaped pair of scrumptious looking breasts. As my eyes landed on her breasts, I could clearly see there was no bra as her nipples were poking against the material slightly. Without knowing what I was thinking, I went in and made my move.