LADY LAWYER

       80 degrees and shimmering rays were drenching this godforsaken town through the first sunny day of spring. Romania’s finest and her many talents were still swaying my mind when this woman walked up, a lewd smile painted on her lips.
“How old is he?” she smiled, genuflecting to pet Rocky.
“Two in April.”
“He looks so cute!”
“Yours ain’t too hard on the eye, either.”
Her left through her hair, her right was clinging to a leash barely restraining a Husky.
“Yeah, but he keeps pulling like fucking crazy,” she said with another smile.
“Wanna walk around?”

One hour later, we were pretty much caught up on the other’s gory deets. I found out she was a lawyer with the last 20 years of her life thrown in the hands of faith - a dead marriage and the little time left after crying her heart out about it smoked by worries about the brats… The vamp was just another brick in the mighty wall of nice girls plagued by domestic strifes.
“You almost died…” she pondered.
“Yeah…”
“You almost died for her… Fuck, boy… You’re in sweet, fucking love!” she said behind another smile.
“You think?”
“I know. You don’t seem like the kind that cares… But with this one, fuck, you sure care about this woman. So much that you almost took the trip to the other side just because of a fucking supposition… One that fortunately turned out to be false.”
“You must have been in love, too… Least back then… Back when you signed the dotted line. Sorry to hear things went downhill with the old ball-‘n’-chain…” I inhaled my cigarette. “But the thought that most mutually-agreed-upon prisons eventually crash and burn must be of some sort of comfort, I guess…”
The woman smiled and looked at me for a few seconds, touch of blonde-on-the-prowl in her eyes.
“The ball-‘n’-chain’s out of town… And he took the kids with him. How about some sweet fucking tonight?” she killed her cigarette.

The dawn found us with her body sweating on mine, the blonde just out of fruition. She reached for the pack of smokes and flamed one under eyes still screaming of prey.
“Thanks,” she bit my lips.
“Anytime.”
“It’s a damn shame… All this marriage crap…” she confessed.
“You know who can end one such crap, right? One lady-fucking-lawyer,” I inhaled my cigarette.
“I sure will,” she smiled. “It’s time I start living for myself. Wasted too much time trying to convince myself the kids needed a father… Maybe they fucking do, but they sure don’t need one like him. He’s just a fucking bum. Always comes home legless… stoned… Even the kids saw it… a thousand times… He has some whores around the neighborhood… The sad parts is I don’t even care. We were dead and buried ever since our vows. Can’t even remember the last time we’ve fucked, let alone the last time he got me to an orgasm.”
“I don’t know, Lady Lawyer… He sounds like a winner, all right.”
        The blonde smiled and reached for my lips once more.
“Too bad you’re in love with another… I could do with you around,” she said, fingers on my bleeding lips.
“Yeah, too bad… I even make a killer omelette and I’m house-broken…”
“Good to know, but I’m talkin’ about the more physical stuff,” she smiled, hand tight on my package. “I really like your cock, and what he can do when the sun goes down… Inside of me,” she bit my lips.
“Glad he didn’t disappoint… There’s a bunch of douches ‘round here, 'round the park… Sure any of them would kill grandma for a shot at your promised land, Lady Lawyer.”
“They might, but I ain’t no whore, boy. It’s you I want,” she scratched my chest.
“An honor and a privilege, counselor…”
She smiled and looked at me, stare lost in thoughts. 
“What the fuck makes her so special?” she asked, pushing against my chest to lift. “The way you talk about her… You’d say she’s some fucking goddess…”
“She kinda is… A sex goddess, at least.”
“That good, huh?” she said behind a shade of a smile.
“And then some,” I mirrored.
“Sex the only reason she’s got you so strung out on her?” she said, hand tight around my cock.
“She’s also… Out of the bunch… She’s smart… Knows music… movies… All the shit that turns me on.”
“Sounds like a nice milf…” she said, eyes flaming in mine. “You said she’s married too…”
“Already filed for divorce… But it’s gonna take a while.”
“Whatcha gonna do in the meantime?” she asked, nails sewing red-hot tracks down my chest.
“Never really thought about it…”
“How about me?” she asked, taking me inside her mouth.
“You’re makin’ it impossible to say no, Lady Lawyer… Especially with this edge of heaven slippin’ into extortion here… Whatever you do, don’t stop.”
“Good!” she smiled. “For real, I want somethin’ with you. No strings… You ain’t one I can trust on a normal day, and now fuck has it you’re also burning for another… But I could settle for some more of this, at least for a while,” she said, hand on my package.
“Can you? ‘Cause most say they can, then it all ends with tears on the pillow after a few days of jerking it around…”
“Trust me, I can,” she bit my lips. “Try me,” she put in, teeth tightening on my jugular. “How’s Tuesday? If you can part from that park bitch for a few hours, of course…”
“Tuesday’s fine for some lewd sidebar.”
“Hell, I need this. I need this to keep my sanity… Marriage ruins you… Never get married,” she advised.
“I’ll remember that when the next blonde comes a-knockin’”.
“You’d better. I was so fucking happy, happy and free before I said I do to that shit. Just so he can cheat me ‘round…”
“This might be personal, but why are you putting up with it? Besides the kids growing without a father bullshit?”
“I don’t really know…” she replied, hand up and down my chest. “Sure wasn’t love. Maybe I was afraid of ending up alone…”
“Being alone gets a bad rap, but only because of those too afraid to make a move, Lady Lawyer… Only because of those stupid enough to stay in the prison even after the last guard’s fast asleep.”
“What do you mean by that?” she enticed.
“Sounds like it’s time for a getaway, Lady Lawyer. Time to break free from the old ball-‘n’-chain…”
“You’re right,” she bit my lips. “And feels like the right time to start somethin’ new… Maybe with you.”
“If only my mind wasn’t so fucked-up ‘cause of that park bitch right now…”
“Ain’t your mind I’m interested in,” she breathed, hand back on my newly-signed erection.