She leaned over him, placing one hand on each armrest of his chair, caging him in. The creamy swells of her breasts were inches from his face. “The prosecution’s key witness is a liar. I can prove it. But I need one more day to file the affidavit. You can grant me that, Your Honor. Or…”
Nikki smiled. It was a victory smile, but a small one. The battle wasn’t won. It had just entered its final, most intense phase. BigTitsAtWork-Nikki-Benz-ZZ-Courthouse-Part-Two
The case file on the desk, the motion for reconsideration, the coerced witness—all of it faded into the background static. The only evidence that mattered now was the primal, undeniable chemistry between a powerful judge and a woman who knew exactly how to use every asset at her disposal. She leaned over him, placing one hand on
Judge Zimmer closed the file. “What I know is that you’re playing a dangerous game, Ms. Benz. You’re not in your usual arena. This is a courthouse, not a boardroom.” I can prove it
Nikki, still in her impeccably tailored charcoal pinstripe blazer and a white silk blouse unbuttoned one button further than regulation strictly allowed, closed the heavy oak door behind her. The click of the lock was a punctuation mark, a full stop on the procedural world and the beginning of a more personal negotiation.
She leaned up and kissed him, not softly, but with a fierce, demanding intensity. His hands, finally, came up to her waist, then slid up her back, then finally, finally , cupped the heavy, soft weight of her breasts. She moaned into his mouth.