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Making Partner--Chapter 1

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Promotion comes at a cost


Please allow time to meet me in my office at 1pm today to discuss your performance to date in the firm and to plan your future here.

Jessica Thomas 

The e-mail was short and to the point. Jessica, one of the senior partners in the law firm where I am an associate, wanted to discuss my progress and future with the firm. Although the mail was brief, it sounded pretty ominous. I had no notice that this meeting was coming, and only had a few short hours to prepare for it.

To make things worse, I had never spoken to Jessica. There were the usual rumors surrounding her, that she was a taskmaster, especially tough on new associates and that she had a hair-trigger temper, often dismissing associates who didn't fit her impossibly high standards.

I had seen her a few times, only when she was coming or going from the office suite. She seemed to be in her mid-forties, fairly attractive and projecting a cold, harsh demeanor. Definitely the stereotypical office ice princess.

My name is Stephen Kramer, Steve to those who know me better. I am a third-year associate at a law firm in Houston. Baker, Joyce & Thomas is the name of this firm, which specializes in corporate affairs. "Corporate affairs" can be a somewhat misleading tag, but it encompasses just about anything and everything as it related to large companies. That can range from tax issues, to copyright law right down to lobbying on clients' behalf with the state and federal government. It is a demanding job, but one with excellent salaries and perks.

My first two years here were a blur, working 12 and 14-hour days, often doing work at the whim of the partners, who received all of the benefits of my hard work. This third year my workload has slowed a bit, but the occasional 12-hour workday is still expected. Everything you may have heard about law associates, either in television, movies or books, is more than likely true. It's not a glamorous position, but if by chance you can work your way up to partner, the rewards are endless.

I've developed a bit of a reputation among my fellow associates as an extremely hard worker, intelligent and with a thorough knowledge and understanding of corporate law. I finished at the top of my class at Rice University and several top firms from Texas sought to secure my employment. In my eyes, however, Baker, Joyce & Thomas was the only one I seriously considered. When they made me an attractive offer I didn't hesitate to accept it.

As for my personal life, I don't have one. Most of my time and energy are spent here at the firm. I have had a few dates, but usually one-night-stands with someone I met in the bar after a long day at work. I haven't had a steady girlfriend since my undergraduate days at Southern Methodist University. My career is my focal point of everything right now. Maybe when I make partner I'll allow myself time for more mundane things like relationships.

 Which brings me back to the e-mail. You see, Jessica is actually Jessica Thomas. When one of the partners requests something, you are expected to jump. When it comes from someone whose name is on the letterhead, you jump higher than ever. So I not only took the mail seriously, I quietly worried that I could be in for some bad news. Apparently Jessica Thomas doesn't summon associates to her office very often. At least that's what I've heard from some of the older associates. When she does, it's usually not good for the associate. I was determined to leave her office not only in one piece, but also in better standing than when I went in.

I arrived outside Jessica's office suite at 12:55. Her executive assistant, Molly, told me to take a seat and she would let me know when to enter Jessica's office. Molly was a different bird, with extremely close-cropped hair and an outfit that was, let's say, more masculine than even mine. She had an athletic build and a demeanor which matched her outfit, somewhat severe and brusque. After 10 minutes of waiting, Molly informed me that Ms. Thomas would see me now. Not once in the 10 minutes I was there did I see her crack anything resembling a smile. She was all business, that's for sure. I couldn't help but smile as I walked past her desk, thinking about what she was like in bed. I'm guessing a little on the dominant side.

Jessica greeted me at the door. "Hello, Stephen. Please sit down. Can I have Molly get you something to drink? I'm going to have some coffee, why don't you join me?"

"Thank you, Ms. Thomas," I replied. "And yes, a coffee would be just fine, thank you very much."

"Stephen, please, there's no need to be so formal. Please call me Jessica." Jessica buzzed Molly on her intercom and ordered coffee to be brought in.

Jessica was dressed in a black business jacket and matching mid-length skirt, except that the skirt was slit along the side, exposing a nice amount of thigh. Her hair, dark black as well, was pulled back in a bun, highlighting her face, with her high cheekbones. Her makeup was flawless, with just the right amount of blush, eyeliner, mascara and lipstick. As this was the first time I had seen her up close, I was struck by her beauty. My fleeting glimpses of her at a distance couldn't possibly do her justice.

Just then, Molly arrived, carrying a tray with coffee, two cups and assorted creamers and sweeteners. She set it down on the café table where I was seated. As she did so, I caught her checking me out. Her expression didn't tell me anything, whether there was approval or not. She silently went about her business and closed the door behind her as she left us alone.

I took the liberty of pouring coffee for both Jessica and myself. We sat at the café table and as Jessica sat down, she crossed her legs, allowing the slit in her skirt to give me an almost unobstructed view of her beautiful legs, almost to her ass. I tried mightily not to look, but it was very difficult.

"Well, Stephen," she began. "I suppose you're wondering why I summoned you here today."

"The thought crossed my mind several times since I received the e-mail, Ms., er, Jessica. I've worked very hard during the three years that I have been an associate and I've never had a less than perfect evaluation."

"Yes, Stephen, your work here has been exemplary. I take those evaluations very seriously, as they help me and the other partners identify outstanding assets, not to mention potential new partners. I've had my eye on you for quite some time. I see that you are currently unattached. Is there a reason for that?"

"Yes there is," I said, suppressing the urge to laugh out loud. "I decided when I graduated law school and received your offer that I was prepared to give everything I had to being successful. That meant foregoing my social life somewhat. The long hours necessary to be a successful associate here don't lend themselves to much of a romantic lifestyle. It wouldn't be fair to any woman I dated to expect her to play second fiddle to my job, my career. So I simply decided to, if I may be blunt, restrict my interaction with the opposite sex to, how should I say, one night stands."

"Well, Stephen, I've never heard it put quite so bluntly before, but I understand what you are trying to say. In fact, your unattached status could work to your, to our, advantage."

Now she piqued my interest, and I was sure that her words were chosen carefully. I wondered what in the hell she could be getting at.

"So, Stephen, here's my proposal. I think that you have exactly what we are looking for in a new partner. In fact, we plan to add a new partner in approximately one year. I won't lie to you, but there are three potential new partners that we are looking at, but there can only be one chosen. I am prepared to mentor you through the next year, giving you every advantage, allowing you to tap into all of my experience as well as my position here at Baker, Joyce & Thomas. I want you to have that partnership, but you'll have to impress the other partners in order to get it. I'm offering you the inside track to being our new partner." Jessica got up from her chair and began walking around my chair. 

"Jessica, I don't know what to say. I'm deeply honored that you think so highly of me. I'll gladly accept your proposal."

"Stephen, before you accept, you must understand what I expect of you. Are you prepared to hear what that entails?" She continued circling around my chair, like a bird of prey. 

"Yes, Jessica, I'm ready," not really sure at what she was getting at.

"Okay Stephen, here it is. In return for all I can do for you I want you to pledge to be available to me 24/7. I have, let's say, certain needs that must be met in certain ways. I'll ask you to do things you might not think have anything to do with your employment here, but you must do them, without question and without fail. Everything I require of you will be done in private and at a place of my choosing. Most importantly, you must satisfy me when I call on you to perform a task for me. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Jesus, it sounded like she wanted me to service her! Perhaps I was reading more into this than I should be. I decided to be bold and ask her straight up. "Jessica, are you talking about sex?"

Jessica smiled when I mentioned sex. It was as if she knew that we were on the same page and that she had been successful in recruiting me. "Yes, Stephen, I'm talking about sex, but you must understand that my pleasure is primary. I will not care one whit about you and your pleasure. Your sole purpose in life for the next year will be my pleasure and nothing else. Now, do you understand what I'm saying to you?"

"Yes, Jessica, I understand completely."

"And you are prepared to do anything I tell you, at any time, at any place?"

"Yes, Jessica, I am."

"Then you must first pass one simple test."

"Yes, Jessica, what is it?"

Jessica stopped circling and stood directly above my head where I was sitting. She pulled up her skirt to reveal a completely smooth-shaven pussy. It was as beautiful a pussy as I had ever seen, with full, swollen lips and a partially exposed clitoris jutting out from under the hood of flesh at the top.

"Stephen, I want you to perform cunnilingus on me. If you satisfy me today, we will have an agreement. If not, I will set you up with a severance package and you will no longer have a position here at this firm. do you wish to proceed?"

"Yes, Jessica, I am ready for the test. I agree to your terms."

Jessica raised her right leg and threw it across my left shoulder. Her aroma was intoxicating as her bare pussy stood before me, and I prepared to give her a licking she would never forget.

I leaned into her already moist cunt, kissing her outer lips. Using my tongue, I parted her lips and slid my tongue inside to get a taste of her musky juices. Jessica moaned lightly and pushed her hips into my face. I responded by licking her from bottom to top, using my tongue as a paddle while I swam upstream with it.

Jessica seemed to enjoy my licking because her hips swayed to and fro in an effort to get more of what I was giving her.

I inserted one, then two fingers inside her velvet sheath and worked them in and out as I continued to suck on her pussy. She was clearly excited by what I was doing, her breath coming in fits and spurts. Finally, her fingers found my hair and held my head in place as she ground her cunt into my face. I felt her pussy contract a little, a sure sign that she had a small orgasm. That wasn't enough for me, though. I wanted to leave an impression with her, so I stopped, got up and led her to her desk. I cleared some room and sat her down on the desk. I removed her skirt and allowed her to really spread her legs. Now I was going to make her scream.

As I returned to Jessica's pussy, I couldn't help but notice that she was sopping wet between her legs. She really got turned on by what I had done so far. Now I was prepared to send her over the edge.

As soon as I returned to take care of her quivering slit her hands went right back to my head, holding me in position to continue eating her. My tongue shot little flicks across her pussy and then I shoved it as far inside her as I could. As I licked her with a slow, circular motion, my fingers returned to stimulate her even further. Once I began fucking her with my fingers I sought out her clit. It was swollen and begged to be licked. I ran my tongue over it and Jessica's reaction was as if she had been tased. Her lower body jerked and spasmed as I flicked her massive clit with my tongue. I was ready for the next part of pleasing her.

As my fingers kept Jessica's motor running on high, I took her swollen clitoris into my mouth and began to suck on it. Jessica screamed so loudly I was afraid that Molly might run into the office to see if Jessica was okay. Fortunately she didn't, and I continued to suck and bite Jessica's clit.

"Oh, God, my God, oh fuck!" she said over and over. She was working herself into a frenzy and I began to worry what would happen when she came hard. I kept up my oral assault on her, however. I wanted to make partner, and giving her a killer orgasm might be the first step on that road.

I slipped one of my fingers inside her ass when it happened. As soon as my finger cleared her sphincter and went deep, she bucked and thrashed against my face and her orgasm hit with full force. I could feel her cunt contracting and expanding as wave after wave of intense pleasure swept over her. She tried to move my head away with her hands, but I resisted and continued to lick, suck and bite her. That's when she squirted.

As Jessica moaned and screamed her approval, her cunt unloaded a huge gusher of her fluid, soaking my face and running down the front of the desk and onto the floor. Over and over a fine spray ejaculated from her pussy until it subsided to a small trickle. I got a lot of it inside my mouth, but it was a small price to pay for knowing that I gave her some of the best head she had ever gotten.

As the orgasm faded, Jessica relaxed and finally went limp. My face was still buried in her crotch and I slowly extricated myself from her grip. I stood above her and watched her gasp, her breasts heaving up and down as she fought to catch her breath. What clothes she still had on were disheveled to say the least, and there was a very large damp spot in front of the desk. I assumed that Jessica wouldn't have any visitors to her office until the housekeeping service could clean it up.

Finally she opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?" she said, her voice weak and thin. "I've never had anyone do me quite the way you just did."

"Does that mean I've passed the test?"

Jessica smiled again. "Oh, yes, you passed with flying colors. If that is any indication of what this year is going to be like, two things are going to happen. One, you'll make partner easily. Two, I might just orgasm myself to death."

We both laughed at that. I just realized that I must look a mess myself. Jessica saw my panicked look and knew immediately what I was worried about.

"Stephen, my washroom is right through that door." she said, pointing behind and to the left of her desk. "Why don't you make yourself more presentable for when I dismiss you?"

I did as I was told and went into her washroom. Actually, the word "washroom" didn't do it justice. Besides the lavatory and sink, there was a walk-in shower and a spare closet which held several changes of clothes. Christ, the damned thing was three times the size of my smallish office. I quickly cleaned myself up, fixed my tie and straightened my clothes. By the time I was finished you'd never know that I just went down on one of the senior partners.

When I returned, Jessica had put her skirt back on, but it was obvious that a full shower was in her future. She pointed toward the chair and motioned for me to sit down.

"I suppose you're wondering what happens next."

"Yes, Jessica. I don't know how you want me to proceed."

"In a few minutes I am going to take a shower. I want you to see Molly on your way out, because she has some information you'll need. Stephen, she will provide you with a new cell phone. This phone is a private account and only Molly and I have the number for it. It will be my way of contacting you to provide, um, "services" for me. I don't want you using that phone to call anyone else on it. My numbers are preloaded on the phone, as well as a dedicated line for you to contact Molly. She will also provide you with a card that contains my home address and all of the numbers of phones which you can use to reach me. It goes without saying that you are not to use this phone to contact me unless it is a real emergency. I will contact you or Molly will contact you if I need your services somewhere other than in my office. Do you understand all of this?"

"Yes, Jessica. You won't have anything to worry about. I'll take those numbers to the grave. Jessica, I can't thank you enough for this opportunity. I won't let you down, I promise."

"I know you won't, Stephen. I've already rearranged your work load so that you'll be available to me whenever I deem necessary. I'll also set up a series of meetings where we can discuss what it is you'll need from me to become a new partner. You are dismissed now, Stephen."

Jessica turned and went to her washroom to clean up. I walked out of her office and prepared to speak with Molly and receive what she was holding for me.

Molly had a large manila envelope for me, which contained the cell phone, charger, index cards with Jessica and Molly's private numbers and several sheets of assorted information. Molly handed them to me and then she spoke.

"Mr. Kramer, Jessica wanted me to impress upon you that it is important that you leave the cell phone charging overnight but that you are not to shut it down. Jessica will need to contact you at all hours should she need your services." Molly had a husky voice, low in register but strangely sexy in it's own way.

"I understand, Molly. By the way, you can call me Stephen. There's no need to be overly formal."

"If you have any questions, Mr. Kramer, please feel free to contact me during business hours. If you don't have any questions you are free to go."

I guess Molly was going to be formal with me whether I liked it or not. I took the envelope and returned to my office.

The rest of the day was wasted, as all I could do was relive the sex in Jessica's office over and over in my mind. I wondered if oral was the only way I would service her, or whether I would get the opportunity to actually fuck her. I hoped I would.

After work I returned to my apartment and took a hot shower. I know that I had sold my soul by agreeing to Jessica's arrangement, but the chance to have the inside track on that partner position was so important to me that I would have done just about anything. And I asked myself how difficult could it be, having sex with a beautiful mature woman like Jessica. I guess I wouldn't know until it was too late.

I got into bed, the cell phone on the charger within easy reach from my bed and left it on, as per Jessica's instruction. As I lay there, I drifted off to sleep, wondering if I had made a mistake.

Around 1am the cell phone rang, rousing me from a deep sleep. Jesus, I thought, was she in need of me already?

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