The Divorce Lawyer - Part 2

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"I already signed the papers, Mindy," Ron said. He could hear the annoyance in his voice and he didn't regret it one bit. He'd just spent half an hour listening to his wife's lawyer regale him with tales of defiling Mindy, including before she and Ron had separated. "This nightmare will be over as soon as your shitbag lawyer files them."

Ron took a deep breath as a deep sense of fury flowed through him. Somehow he was even angrier than he'd been in Alex's office.

"I can't believe you've been fucking your lawyer," he said. "I can't believe you fucked him for six months before filing. I can't believe you cheated on me for six fucking months, Mindy! You're such a coward!"

The assistant looked up from the copy machine. She shot Ron a dirty look and said, "Sir, there's no need to talk like that, but if you must, you can do it outside the office."

Mindy's voice was quiet when she finally spoke. "I'm sorry, Ron. It was awful of me. You're right. I just...I just got caught up in it."

"Caught up in what?"

"In the sex. In the thrill of it. In the pleasure of it."

"Mindy, honestly, what the fuck?" Ron said, though his voice was just above a whisper. "Why are you calling me? I was looking forward to never having to talk to you again. That's the whole point of a divorce, right?"

She was silent. So silent that Ron checked to make sure the call hadn't been disconnected. Mindy was still there, though.

"Can we talk in person?" she asked.

"Why?"

"Because there are things I need to say to you," she said. "Before the divorce is official."

Ron couldn't imagine what Mindy needed to say to him or why it had to happen before the divorce was official. It was a complete mystery, which was probably why he agreed to it. Curiosity got the better of him.

At Mindy's request, Ron asked the assistant not to file the papers until he called and gave the word, thereby staving off the divorce. Ron left and got in an Uber to take him to the address Mindy had given him, which turned out to be an upscale hotel with an elegant bar and restaurant just off the lobby.

Mindy was sitting at the bar in a beautiful white sweater and a pair of black leather pants. She had on strappy black heels and was rather elegantly sipping a cocktail as he walked in. Never in his life had Ron seen his wife dressed in that manner and he hated that he found her so attractive, that he actually felt a twinge of desire in the very real form of his cock stirring to life ever-so-slightly.

He took a seat next to her and Mindy leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. It caught Ron off guard and some of the anger he felt melted away as her warm, soft lips lingered against his skin. Mindy then put a hand on his leg and said, "I'm so sorry, Ron."

"For what?" he asked. "Divorcing me? Taking more than your fair share in the divorce? Cheating on me with your lawyer? Letting him treat you like a...like some common..."

Mindy's smile disarmed him. There was too much delight in it. So much so that it was unsettling.

"Like what?" she asked. "Like some common whore? Is that what you were going to ask, Ron?"

He nodded and quickly looked away. The bartender strolled over and Ron ordered a double of dark liquor. He didn't especially care what kind. It had been a strange, fucked up day and he had the feeling it was going to get more fucked up.

"I really found a gem in Alex, didn't I?" she asked.

Ron glanced towards his wife and found himself looking right at her breasts. They were wondrous the sweater, which looked impossibly soft and thus gave her torso a remarkably feminine feel. The leather pants, on the other hand, were tight and just a bit shiny and astoundingly seductive.

"I wouldn't describe him as a gem. More like a gaping wound of a man. Human garbage. Satan's messenger on Earth. That kind of thing."

Mindy laughed and sipped her drink as the bartender delivered Ron's. He raised his glass as if he was toasting to his soon-to-be ex-wife and took a sip. The burning sensation in his mouth and throat was exactly what Ron was looking for and he smiled as the liquor went down.

She leaned closer and he felt her breath on his neck as she said, "I still remember the first time he fucked me."

Ron had already heard this story and he wasn't especially interested in hearing it again. He made no move to depart the bar, though.

"He fucked me three times. Each time I came harder than I'd ever cum in my life. He had me naked and up against the window in his living room, Ron. At one point he had a handful of my hair and he was roughly playing with my tits as he fucked me harder than you've ever fucked me. Harder than any man has fucked me, in fact. I didn't think I enjoyed sex like that. I thought I hated it, in fact. It turned out that I just hadn't been fucked by the right kind of man."

Ron shifted uncomfortably on the bar stool. He took another sip of his drink, this one bigger than the first. He told himself that he wasn't, in fact, aroused in any way, that he didn't feel a stirring between his legs, and that if he did it was simply because Mindy looked hotter than she ever had in all the years they'd been married.

Then she put her hand on his thigh. She rubbed him in a decidedly seductive manner. She leaned a little closer and moaned softly. Ron's cock came to life, though a part of him hated that he was getting hard. He didn't hate it enough to get up and walk away, though.

"Mindy, why didn't you want me to sign the papers?" he asked.

"What?"

Ron turned to his wife. "When you called, the first thing you said was not to sign the divorce papers. Why? Why did you say that? Did you have a change of heart?"

Ron was surprised to find that he wasn't entirely sure how he wanted his wife to answer that question.

"And what if I did?" she asked.

"What if you had a change of heart? Is that what you're asking?"

Mindy nodded and her fingers moved a little closer to his crotch. He set his drink down and turned towards her.

"Did you have a change of heart?"

Mindy surprised him with a kiss. It was the latest in a long line of surprises on that particular day. Another followed quite quickly, though it was Ron that surprised himself by not pulling away from the kiss. Instead, he shifted his body towards her, put a hand on her leg, and parted his lips. She did the same and soon they were kissing in a far too intimate manner for a public setting, prompting the bartender to clear his throat.

Mindy turned towards the young man in the crisp white button up and suspenders and offered a smile. "My apologies, Jeffrey. We won't do that again."

He nodded, offered a quick smile, and walked to the other end of the bar to tend to newly arrived customers.

"Jeffrey?" Ron asked.

"We were chatting before you arrived. He's a lovely young man. A little heartbroken, though. His girlfriend just broke up with him. Tragic stuff, really. Turns out she fell for his friend, did a bit of cheating on him before breaking up with him. He's crestfallen. I've been considering offering myself to help him cure his sadness."

Ron was stunned once more, though it seemed increasingly like Mindy was not the woman he'd been married to. "Who are you?" he asked.

"An excellent and perfectly fair question."

Mindy smiled, picked up her glass, and took a sip in the most seductive manner imaginable. It was the mixture of eye contact, the pleasure on her face as she swallowed the alcoholic concoction, and the way she lifted her pinky from the glass and gently moved it from side to side. She was like something out of a movie of the sort where a man finds his ruin because he can't resist a beautiful woman.

"Are you going to answer the question?"

"No. I'm afraid I don't have an answer for you. Not yet, at least. I'm still in the process of discovering who I am. What I can say for sure, though, is that I'm not the woman I was when we got married. I'm not the woman I was through our marriage. I'm becoming a better version of myself, Ron."

She set her drink on the bar and her hand moved to his thigh once more. This time, though, she unashamedly found his cock and stroked him a little. It wasn't exactly subtle, but the movements were slow enough that if someone quickly looked their way they might not notice she was jerking him off through his slacks.

"I take it you didn't do what Alex wanted?"

Ron grabbed her wrist and removed her hand from his cock. "Are you saying you knew what he was going to propose?"

She dipped her finger in his drink, held it there for a moment, and then popped it into her mouth and sucked on it in the most lascivious manner possible. Then she nodded as her lips curled into a smile.

"You're insane," he said. "And no, I didn't do what he wanted. Of course I didn't do what he wanted."

Mindy's face contorted into a playful version of sadness and she batted her eyelashes at him. "I have to admit, I'm disappointed."

"What? I'm sorry, you wanted your lawyer to fuck me?"

Mindy dipped her finger into his drink once more, but this time it was his mouth that was soon filled by her alcohol-coated digit. For reasons beyond his immediate comprehension, Ron didn't back away. He didn't bite down on her finger. He didn't do anything. He just sealed his lips around it and sucked gently. He did so while getting turned on, too, and he was both baffled and infuriated with himself for being so weak in the face of his newly seductive wife.

"I masturbated last night while thinking about it," she said as her finger departed his mouth. Mindy rubbed it on a cocktail napkin and picked up her drink once more. "Had a hell of an orgasm, too. That's the reason I called."

"What? Mindy, what the fuck are you talking about?"

"I liked a lot of things about being married to you, Ron. I really did. I know the past year probably made you think that I didn't, but you were a good husband in so many ways and I think you could be a great husband if you made just a few changes here and there. If you could find a little more ambition. If you could work just a little bit harder. If you could embrace the fact that your wife really, really needs to get fucked by men like Alex. If you could embrace that every now and then your wife needs to watch you get fucked by men like Alex."

Ron felt like he was on a roller coaster. First Mindy toyed with him by suggesting that she still loved him, that she still wanted to be with him. Then she toyed with him in a completely opposite manner by suggesting that if he wanted her back he'd have to be on board with both her cheating and her desire for him to get fucked by a man. What man would agree to those conditions?

Ron threw back the rest of his drink, took out his wallet, and set a $20 on the bar. "I have to go."

Mindy's lips were pressed against his a moment later. Her tongue was in his mouth. Her hand was on his cock. He was hard as a rock. Emboldened by the fact that he was moments away from walking out of her life, Ron leaned in and caressed her tits through her soft sweater. She moaned into his mouth and stroked him a little faster.

"Alright, that's enough."

Ron looked to see the bartender staring at them with something akin to fury on his face.

"Get out. Right now."

Under different circumstances the bartender probably would have been polite, but he was a heartbroken man who likely felt as though he'd had a shot with Mindy, which left him with no patience for the handsy couple.

"Sorry," Ron said. "I was just leaving. You have a good day."

The bartender looked at the $20 and said, "Are you paying for her drink?"

"Of course he is," Mindy replied.

Ron didn't care. He opened his wallet and dropped another $20 on the bar. Then he slid off the stool and headed out. He heard Mindy's heels following close behind him, though.

"I have a room," she said. "You can take me to the room. We can have some fun, Ron. You can have some fun with his new version of your wife. I know you want me. I could see it in your eyes the moment you walked into the bar. I know you want to see if I fuck differently now. If I'm better in bed. I know you want to see if I'm the woman that Alex says I am."

Ron hated that she was right, but she was. He felt her approach him from behind. He felt her lips against the back of his neck. She moved in front of him. She pressed her body into his. Her breasts felt soft and buoyant. His cock was still hard.

Mindy took his hand and led him towards the elevators. Ron offered no resistance. They kissed on the way up to her floor. He played with her tits a little more. They felt so good in the sweater that he couldn't resist.

The room was exquisite and for a moment Ron wondered how Mindy could possibly afford it. Then her tongue was in his mouth and the thought hurried from his mind. He grabbed her ass in the tight leather pants and squeezed hard. She moaned for him, unzipped his pants, and freed his cock.

"I want you," he said. "Mindy, I want to fuck you so hard."

She stepped back and smiled. "Take your clothes off."

Ron stripped as his wife watched. Desire danced over her face and he found himself entertaining the idea of still being with her, of getting to have sex with the woman standing in front of him, a woman who shared very little in common with the one he'd been married to for so long.

"I want to suck your cock," she said.

"Really?"

Mindy nodded. "Can I do that? Can I suck your cock, baby?"

"Fuck yes."

Mindy approached, but instead of getting on her knees she took his hand and led him towards the desk against the far wall. Mindy pulled out the chair and directed Ron to sit in it. Soon his bare ass rested against the shiny oak of the rather elegant armless desk chair.

Mindy bent over and took his cock in her hand as they kissed. Ron reached up to play with her tits, to try and caress her legs and ass in the leather, but Mindy backed away.

"I'm going to have to insist that you keep your hands to yourself while I suck your dick, Ron," she said.

"I will. I can do that."

Mindy stepped past him and opened the desk drawer. Before Ron knew it, the cold steel of a handcuff was affixed around his wrist. She pulled it behind the chair, grabbed his other hand, and cuffed his wrists together in the blink of an eye.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Making sure you behave."

Ron panicked, but Mindy stepped in front of him and sank to her knees. She took him in her mouth and began to suck just like she'd said she would. Ron moaned and his vision blurred for a moment from the sheer pleasure of having his wife's mouth around his cock.

The blowjob continued until there was a knock on the door. Mindy leaned back, wiped the saliva from her lips, and asked, "I wonder who that could be?" Then she smiled in a manner that made it obvious that she knew who was standing on the other side of the door.

"What's going on?" Ron asked as his wife stood, turned, and sauntered across the hotel room.

She opened the door, stepped aside, and said, "Come in."

Ron watched as his wife's lawyer stepped into the room. He struggled vigorously against the cuffs and nearly toppled the chair over. His wrists quickly began to throb from the pain of thrashing with such fierceness.

Alex had a cocky smile plastered across his face as he approached. "Good to see you again, Ron."

"Fuck you," he spat back at the lawyer.

Mindy approached and took of Alex's suit jacket. She hung it in the closet and returned without even glancing at Ron. Instead, she kissed her lawyer. She kissed him with depth and desire and Ron couldn't take his eyes off of it.

"This is going to be fun," Alex said.

"I know," Mindy replied.

Then she sank to her knees and unzipped Alex's slacks. Her delicate fingers slipped inside and she freed his half hard cock and took him in her mouth. Mindy's eyes looked up at the lawyer as she blew him and Alex unbuttoned his shirt and kept his gaze fixed on the beautiful married woman pleasuring him with her mouth.

"Fuck, Mindy, you are a world class cocksucker," Alex said.

She moaned and took him deeper in her mouth.

"You really know how to please a man, how to serve his cock, how to make him feel good, how to restore his energy after a long day at work. You understand that a woman can offer a man that incredible gift, and that a good woman is more than happy to offer that gift as often as her man desires it."

Ron was surprised at the sudden burst of angst he felt at the notion of Alex referring to himself as Mindy's man.

"Stop this!" he shouted. "Let me go. Let me the fuck out of here so you two can play your fucked up little game alone."

Alex turned to Ron with anger in his eyes. "Ron, this is happening whether you like it or not. It can, however, happen with a pair of panties stuffed in your mouth, which I will then tape shut. It can also happen without you running the risk of choking on your wife's panties. It's up to you."

Alex put a hand on the back of Mindy's head and applied pressure until every inch of his cock was in her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out and her throat bulged. She grabbed his legs and tried to push back, but he refused to relent.

"Will you be quiet, Ron?"

He watched Mindy struggle. He nodded. He was cuffed to a chair. There was little he could do.

Alex relented and Mindy gasped for air. Then, to Ron's amazement, she looked up at her lawyer and smiled. "You're so nasty," she said.

"So are you."

His fingers entered her mouth. They pushed deep. She gagged a little. Alex smiled at his seeming control over her.

"Stand up, strip, and show that bitch of a husband how wet you are."

Mindy followed her lawyer's instructions and once she was naked she approached Ron in a slow, decidedly seductive manner. She then pulled her pussy lips open and he saw her glistening flesh. Mindy fingered herself with ease, proving her wetness. Ron wasn't quite surprised - he'd experienced too much that day to feel much in the way of surprise anymore - but he did feel a touch of disbelief at the notion that being made to choke on her lawyer's cock had gotten her wet.

"On your hands and knees in the bed, Mindy," Alex said. "Facing your husband."

Mindy again followed orders. She crawled into the bed and shook her ass. Then she spun all the way around and stared right at Ron, who was a handful of feet away.

"Ron, baby, your dick is still hard," she said.

He looked down to see that he was, in fact, still hard. Oddly enough, it was the most embarrassing thing he'd experienced so far that day.

Alex moved into the bed behind Mindy. He slid into her pussy. He held every inch of himself inside her before grabbing a fistful of her hair, pulling back hard, and beginning to thrust with speed and power.

Mindy's breasts swayed with every thrust. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she gripped the sheets as her beautiful moans filled the air. Ron, to his horror, found himself unable to look away as his wife's lawyer fucked her hard from behind. Ron's cock continued to throb, too, though he desperately wished the arousal would go away.

Mindy climaxed with Alex taking her from behind. It was, to Ron's eyes, a better orgasm than he'd ever given her. It was long and loud and her whole body seemed to tremble. She couldn't hold herself up. Alex let go of her hair and her head fell to the bed as her arms slid forward.

Alex pulled out of her pussy and spit into his hand. He rubbed it around her backside and Mindy's head shot up.

"Please don't," she said while looking back at him.

"It's time to give it up, Mindy," he replied with a smile. "I've waited long enough and I'm not willing to wait any longer. I'm taking your ass. I'm using it for my pleasure. Don't worry, though. I won't use it for long. Not this time."

Mindy looked at Ron. Pain washed across her face as Alex took her ass. It got worse the deeper he moved inside her.

The pain receded as Alex stopped thrusting. He must have been all the way inside her. He looked down and spit. He rubbed it over his cock and her asshole.

Then Alex fucked Mindy's ass. Her face indicated that every thrust was painful and that it didn't get any less so as the ass fucking went on.

"Play with your pussy," Alex instructed.

Mindy reached back and rubbed her clit.

"Your ass feels so fucking good," Alex said. He spanked her. "It's so fucking tight, Mindy. I love fucking a virgin ass. I love making a woman take it up the ass for the first time. I love making a woman submit to anal sex."

Ron couldn't help the sense of shock he felt. It wasn't at the anal sex, though. It was at Mindy's sudden enjoyment of it. There was no mistaking it. She had no reason to put on a performance. She was simply enjoying the sensation of a cock moving in and out of her ass. Or, perhaps, she was enjoying the fact that Alex was enjoying it. Either way, Ron marveled at it.

"Cum for me, Mindy," Alex instructed. "Cum with my fat dick up your ass."

It wasn't long before Mindy did exactly as her lawyer instructed. The orgasm seemed less pleasurable than the first, but it was still a potent climax and it happened with a man's dick moving in and out of her ass, which made it something of a miracle.

Alex pulled out and got out of the bed. He walked towards Ron while stroking his cock.

"What are you doing?" Ron asked.

Alex laughed. "I'm going to cum on you. What the fuck do you think I'm doing?"

"No. Don't. Fucking don't!"

Mindy stepped behind Alex. She caressed his naked body. She kissed the back of his neck and his shoulder. "Cum on him," she said. "Cum on my little bitch of a husband. Degrade him. Humiliate him. Show him exactly what kind of man he is. Show him what his future looks like."

Ron felt a touch of panic at the last sentence and then Alex's cock erupted, drawing all of Ron’s attention to the thick spurts of cum that landed on his chest, his stomach, his cock, his balls, and his thighs. It was a huge load and he was covered in it by the time Alex was done.

"Clean it off of him, slut," Alex instructed. "When you're done, take his dick in your mouth and suck him off. Swallow his load. Keep him cuffed for a little longer after his orgasm. Then explain everything to him."

Alex got dressed and left. Mindy walked him out and then came over, got on her knees in front of Ron, and consumed every drop of her lawyer's cum, carefully licking and sucking it off of Ron's body.

She saved the cum on Ron's cock for last, taking him in her mouth and sucking with such vigor that he spilled his load into her mouth in less than a minute. His body convulsed from the pleasure of the orgasm and he marveled at the sight of his beautiful wife's lips sealed so tightly around his shaft. She swallowed his cum without hesitation, kissed his cock, and then got up, put on her bra and panties, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"So...we won't be getting divorced," she said.

"What? Why?"

"Well, not for a while, at least. I'm afraid that Alex is quite taken with the idea of humiliating you."

Ron briefly struggled against the cuffs as the thrill of the orgasm was quickly replaced with both frustration and anger. "Who cares what Alex wants?"

"I do. You do too. You had fun today. You got turned on today. You just had an orgasm unlike any you've ever had, I'd bet."

Ron wasn't going to admit that.

"None of that really matters, though. Alex had me place a few cameras in the room. He got everything on tape. He'll happily send the tape to your boss. Hell, he'll happily post it online. He really doesn't give a fuck."

Ron was speechless.

"Don't worry, though. He'll get bored of you eventually and then, if you want, he'll file the papers and our divorce will be final."

Ron laughed. "If I want? Mindy, are you serious?"

She got up, came over, and kissed him on the cheek. Her lips remained there for a few seconds and Ron closed his eyes and marveled at how calming it felt.

"I'm not sure you know yourself as well as you think you do, Ronnie," she whispered. "In fact, I'm going to keep you handcuffed while I take a shower. Then I'm going to suck your dick again. When you get hard, I'm going to sit on your cock and milk you with my pussy. While I do, I'm going to tell you about how hard Alex makes me cum, about how I'd do anything for his cock, about how he's turned me into his little whore. You won't admit it, but you're going to have the best orgasm of your life and it's going to make you want to do it over and over and over again, and you can't cum like that unless you're married to me, Ronnie."

She kissed him on the lips, stood, and walked into the bathroom.

Ron told himself she was wrong, that she was crazy, that he was going to divorce her as soon as possible, that he was willing to take the risk of Alex getting him fired by sending the video to his boss.

Ron knew he was lying to himself, though.