Around 2:30 I was half drunk, so I ordered a ride to the nearby tea shop where my lawyer was there, dressed to impress. I arrived at 2:45 in my torn jeans, low-top sneakers, and a casual tee. "I already ordered our favorites. They should be out shortly." She said to me as she sat in a seat and motioned for me to join her. I couldn't believe that we made around the same money per year, only I did practically no work on a regular basis. She pulled out her intimidating paperwork and pens and for hours and hours, we went over legalities, things I should say, and avoid saying to benefit my case. It was definitely the most boring evening of my life, but the sweets and tea enhanced it. Several times, I was sidetracked by thoughts of Ms. Green trying to seduce me, a woman fifteen years younger, and lost my appetite. Then, I looked at my hot lawyer and everything was back on track. The way she ate her cream cheese bagel, and she smelled so good. Her hair always looked so nice. I usually saw her a lot, because she works in the same building I visited about twice a week to check in on my finance crew. "Does that sound okay?" She asked. "Yup. Fantastic." "I was just testing you." She replied. "I asked if you wanted to go skinny dipping in the mud later today." "You need to be fully present if we want this to go smoothly, okay?" She seemed sincere enough. "Okay, I'm here now," I responded. Until about 6 pm, we reviewed documents and more legal crap. When we were finally finished, I couldn't believe it. "Your case is looking very promising dear. Very promising. We're gonna put that chick in her place-- legally, of course." She winked at me. "Stay out of trouble dear, I have some independent work to do." I waved goodbye and scrolled through my contacts like she had told me to. When I found Lindy's name, I blocked her and began house hunting.
Later that night, I decided to put my gym membership to use for once. I was using the elliptical, until from the corner of my eye, I saw Phoebe. She was in baggy workout clothing, sweating like she ran a marathon, sat in a sauna, and ran another marathon. We made eye contact, and she looked shocked to see me. "What are you doing here skinny?" I rolled my eyes sarcastically. "Bulking up." I lied. "Well, you aren't gonna get there on this little treadmill here. Maybe get some nice legs-- which you already have. What about those arms? Lift any weights?" She poked my arm, and I pretended to be blown away because of how weak she was making me appear to me. She laughed nearly hysterically. "I haven't done that since college. I've just been getting away with eating healthy and walking the dog." "I bet. She replied." Her shoulders were so bulky, and her arms were so strong-looking, even through her baggy attire, but she wasn't even a butch lesbian-- the ones I usually went for. All girl. "You look hot." I boldly stated. She bit her lip and glared back at me. "You too." "You doing anything tonight? Besides washing off all that gym sweat." "Bold of you to assume I don't like sweat on me." "Maybe you can eat some strawberries with me. Little whipped cream." She turned me on so hard. "Let's go now? I'm starving." I lied. I had just eaten enough bagels and cookies to survive the rest of my life without food. I pretended to do some stretches while I waited for her to gather all of her belongings and walk out of the gym. I followed her to her car, and then remembered I had come in my own. "Follow me home." She said. Of course, I was parked all the way on the other side of the lot. I eventually got into my car and followed her home.
I pulled into the driveway of a beautiful family-style home, where two other cars were parked outside. She walked over to the gate and picked at the lock for what felt like an eternity. I just wanted her so bad. I had wanted her since jacuzzi night. "Nice place." She turned around to look at me. "You talking about my body? Or my house?" I blushed. I don't know what possessed me to, but I tilted my hand back and smacked her on the ass. "Both."
