The Lawyer's Fee

Tom's hand grabbed the back of my head and pushed my mouth deeper onto his rigid cock.

"Oh, fuck. I'm going to cum," he moaned.

The verbal cue was hardly necessary. I could feel his pulsing shaft with my lips and soon the warm, salty flood filled the back of my throat. I held his cock as deep in my throat as I could take it, swallowing his seed as both an act of self-preservation and to give him some final stimulation as his orgasm waned.

I released his softening cock from my mouth and sat back on my heels, giving him room to get up from his office couch.

As he pulled his pants on, he glanced over his shoulder to where I was still kneeling on the floor.

"There's something I need to tell you," he said. "She knows."