The arrangement

Strange how life ends! As a big lawyer now pro bono work in court I ran into an old friend; well, actually I had hoped she would be my girlfriend in college.

Sally B was still beautiful at 35 and I recognized her first and when I said her name when she was in my office she laughed and said, TIMMY! I could never forget that beautiful body, and I think she could forget a skinny little nerd. Then we shared the usual old stories. Who married, who divorced.

This beautiful redhead with a great body that killed me in the back row of my history class dumped me after a few twisted dates for the chief stud at the school, Tyrone Dawkins. After that a year later she went with a big black stallion after another of the top ten football team.

I told her I had been divorced from Sheila for almost five years, and she paused, biting her full lip. I was wondering why she was here. She didn’t look poor.

She wouldn’t be in my office if she wasn’t desperate because like most legal aid I don’t have a budget or time to help someone with more than the easiest problems. Actually, most of my clients just need some good advice to follow what they never do anyway.

’ Timmy, I know we went out a few times and I stopped!"

“How could I forget?” I was kidding.

“No, I mean, you know I left college with Jumbo Washington!”

Yes, of course I did. I heard he almost became a pro at the Miami Dolphins!"

She blinked a little, “Yeah, well, he was in other things than football. And before I get into trouble, I need to know if you think you can help me without resentment. Because I would understand, believe me, I could go to another office!”

Good luck, I was thinking, but that’s not what I said, because if I hadn’t been stupid and been forced into this legal aid crap, I’d make 300 an hour. Legal Aid is mainly for law students, unemployed lawyers and suckers like me who got caught on something not too bad but totally stupid.

“Really, that’s so far away and long ago. Come on, let me tell you something: If I can’t help you with what you got, I’ll recommend someone who can, okay?”

She looked at me and then nodded, smiling. “Great, it’s kind of embarrassing to say this, but I came specifically to talk to you. I don’t think anyone else can do it for me!”

“Sounds intriguing!” I was wondering what she was doing.

“And a little embarrassing, but I’m just gonna explain!”

“Go ahead!” I don’t care how long she lasted because I still liked being with her, looking at her beautiful figure bursting out of her cleavage across my desk.

“I have some prostitution arrests in California! There!”

My eyes widened but I nodded, and she continued.

“And I have a child in a foster home that I want custody of in this state. Jumbo and I had him and he got into trouble, and so did I! And we broke up a long time ago!”

Was that a possible opening for a come-on?

So you want help with a custody hearing? I’ve decided. With Jumbo’s record and hers, that can be hard!

I’m not done. I have a new husband now, and yes, he’s a great, big, black man, and he knows everything I’ve ever done, but he doesn’t have any money now because he’s starting a business; And this isn’t his kid so I don’t want to bother him! But I can make a deal with the social worker who’s gonna testify for me! So that part I think is being taken care of!"

She paused then, and if she didn’t need legal help, I wonder what was going on!

“And I stopped having sex a long time ago and I don’t really have skills to get a normal job for the hearing in a few months!”

Uh oh, I think I’m gonna get busted for money, and she knows I’m a push for her! But my face remained empty, I hoped. She caught it anyway.

“I see you think I’m going to ask for money! That’s why I said I was already married, so you wouldn’t think so!”

“I said nothing!”

“You didn’t have to, and I wouldn’t blame you. I just walk in and it sounds like something personal, which I think it is!”

I raised an eyebrow, and her cleavage made me lift something else that I moved some files over the desk to hide.

“Well, I think you’re wondering what this is about, so here goes! You know I can’t come here, even if I wanted to, because of this hearing and my marriage!”

“I understand, listen if you need a loan or something…”

She smiled, but shook her head, “I knew you would offer and be very sweet, but I have a proposition of another kind!”

“Okay, go ahead, but the offer still stands!” She raised her hand and shook her head.

No, thank you. And I think we have a similar problem with our data. Timmy, I know why the judge lets you do legal aid as a community service!"

“Oh brother, was it in the papers? I thought I hid it well!”

I got busted on a charge, offense, in a hotel bar. And it wasn’t just my third time picking a vice agent instead of a hooker, but I was so drunk it was a cop who caught me earlier!

“No, it’s okay, I happen to know because an old friend of mine moved here with me in California, and well, we were chatting last week and your name came!”

“One of my clients?”

“No, you’re one of her customers!”

Okay, I get it.

Wait a minute, now I wonder if this was blackmail? No, I told myself you’re not blackmailing lawyers over an arrest, that would be stupid! Lawyers go everywhere with hookers, who else would take us? I learned that after my divorce. And I deserve enough now that I even get pitches from girls who think I’m leaving the case, but I already have with one marriage.

“I know you want to know what the point is, but I was thinking a few things. First of all, we have the same problem. And second of all, you’re the only white boy I ever dated… who didn’t mind coming with me… After I left with a black boy. You had always been very nice to me, very sweet, and I would still see you if Tyrone didn’t insist!”

My face turned red because that part was humiliating and also a little kinky. And I wonder which prostitute I’ve visited, her chatty girlfriend.

“I can’t wait to hear the rest now!” I was only kidding.

She smiled: “I’m almost there and I’m ashamed of it. You know, even though we ended up arguing about my relationship with Tyrone and breaking up; Well, okay, I broke up, yeah, but I liked going out with you. after I was with him. In trade there is a market for that action. And now I learn you’re spending a few thousand a month, just a skilled guess, and I can make it with a fraction of that! So, why don’t we come to an arrangement, in line with how we went to university!”

I had heard a lot, but this one almost dropped my jaw and also raised my dick at the same time.

“I have to admit, it has a certain symmetry.”

“Isn’t that so?” she laughed. “When we went out I never imagined this, but of course, now that I’m in the trade and all, I’ve heard things I doubt you’d dream of and this is actually so simple!”

“Wow!” was all I could think of to say, that’s how much I was still processing it.

“Of course,” she raised a finger, “I want it to be front, friendly and everything, before you decide. My husband knows and approves of this, but he has some rules! But it looks like our dates. You may please me, under my guidance, but I cannot touch your genitals.”

“Your husband knows?”

“Yes, Darnell’s father was some kind of pimp, so he knows the score, and although he doesn’t, he’s still, like most black men, flattered by his wife that a white boy does for his wife!” I blushed.

“And,” she smiled, standing, “after everything I don’t want you to make a decision without knowing everything. I only want 25% of what you pay the girls, and of course I know what you pay, and secondly, well, you have to inspect the goods! I don’t think I’ve changed too much.”

Then she loosened several buttons on her dress, and she slipped, and she was still drop-dead gorgeous, her breasts maybe a little lower.

“If you’re very sweet, I might let you suck on my nipples!”

Ohmygosh, I sighed, licked my lips!

“And,” she smiled, seeing my look, “as far as what is waiting for you, my stud husband Darnell also has a brother he shares with me, and well, they are both super hanged and super heavy cummers! They make love to me at least once a day, sometimes at the same time!”

Ohmygosh!

“And” she added to lower her white bikini panties, her red wispy hair around her swollen clitoris and pussy lips I saw how wet and stained they were, “I promise to wear satin panties afterwards to save it for you if we can meet soon afterwards!”

“You mean, you have…” I gave her a cross and she laughed and nodded.

“Yes, I made this appointment on purpose because I knew Darnell would pump me full of his seed a while ago. Didn’t you see the flush on my face?”

I didn’t, probably because I looked at her breasts and ass like all male animals.

“Well, I take it you’re off plastic!”

“Timmy, this is not a joke,” she said, frowning and hiding backup and I didn’t want to, “it’s very important to me to know!”

“Of course I agree,” I said hastily, taking her hand to prevent her from being attracted. “I think it’s a very sensible plan!” I leaned forward to kiss her warm, soft belly, to detect all the smell of her pussy mixed with her perfume. She put her hand on my neck.

And I can’t give you an orgasm.

I moaned, imagine I didn’t read the fine print before I signed up! This was becoming more humiliating.

“But Darnell said if I thought you were extra sweet, you could masturbate for me, if you like!”

“Yes,” I groaned, her beautiful ass cheeks dipping as she bent her pelvis to my ascending face as I kneeled between her legs.

“And (sighs) one more thing, after I’m with a big black man, I like to really be worshiped, everywhere!” She turned her thong slip covered beautiful bottom to my face, and peeled her damp panties and presented her beautiful pink sturdy ass.

I groaned when I bent my face in her cheeks and she smiled softly when she covered my face.

“And I take personal checks.”