This is going to be a multipart story, heavy on the mind control and submission. It will not be available on Amazon, although the finished and edited product might be available on smashwords, or perhaps just as a free product. We'll have to see. This has not yet gone through beta-edits, so enjoy a work in progress!
LAWYER'S TRANSFORMATION
PART I
Meredith pulled her expensive luxury sports car into its assigned parking spot, ignoring the guards gave.
After all, she had other affairs occupying her mind. She grabbed her briefcase, checking to make certain it was secure, before closed the car door and headed for the executive elevator. Four years ago, Meredith had been a lawyer in a strip mall. But her laser focus on getting what her clients needed, coupled with a desire to make certain she always won, had managed to get her to the tenth story corner office—not as part of a firm, but head of her own firm. Granted, she was the only lawyer in it, but that wouldn’t be the case forever. No, Meredith Jones would one day not just have a corner office—but have an entire floor. Better, an entire building. She smiled, lost in her dreams for a moment, then got back to the issue of the day. A quick check in the elevator mirror showed that she still looked good— long legs, expensive business dress tailored to accentuate her large bust and curvy body—without making it look trashy, of course. She ran a hand through her long black hair and smiled at the reflection in the mirror, her amused blue eyes looking back at her.
When the elevator doors opened onto the 10th story, she strolled down the hallway, pausing to rub a minuscule scuff mark off of the silver nameplate on her door. Then it was open and she was sweeping in.
As usual, Dana was there, working to get her paperwork ready for the day. The short blond was wearing her usual sackcloth clothing, a high collar doing its best to conceal the fact that Dana had bigger tits than Meredith had. Her curly blond hair and green eyes, combined with a cute face to make it plain that if she wanted to use her body she could have gotten a lot further than working as a secretary.
Hell, she’d even dropped out of law school because she didn’t want to handle the stress. I guess that she probably has more stress making 12 dollars an hour instead of 300K a year. Well, Dana’s loss was Meredith’s gain; she was a great secretary.
“Who’s on the list for today?” Meredith asked.
“Oh, just two people for a possible prenup.” Dana gestured at the computer screen. “Linda Cho and Michael Jones. They want to make it, um, equitable.”
Meredith smiled. She loved that kind of client. Wealthy enough to go to a lawyer, but too dumb to know what they wanted. She would give them questions and suggestions and they’d probably sit there and wait, and think, and then leave and come back later, all the while building up enough billable hours to buy a luxury home.
And it would be perfectly legitimate—she wouldn’t try to distract them or tell them anything other than that absolute truth.
“Well, send them in the moment they get here, Dana.” Meredith smiled at her secretary. “After all, we wouldn’t want them to wait on such a wonderful Monday morning!”
Meredith had barely gotten settled when Dana called her from the outer office.
“Ma’am, there here,” she said.
“Send them in!” Meredith replied, putting a friendly look on her face. Dana opened the door and the two came in. They didn’t look like a typical couple looking for a prenup. The first one, Michael Jones, was tall, good looking and wore a suit like he’d been born to it. His blue eyes roved across the room, stopping as he looked at her wall of certifications and awards, her diploma occupying pride of place.
Then he looked at her. Meredith was used to being the boss in her office. Clients came to her, desperate to have her fix their fuckups and tell them it would be all okay. And she did so. Holding hands was an integral part of being a lawyer, and she wasn’t about to risk losing a case to a meltdown on the stand.
Or, she politely dropped them. At the end of the day, Meredith’s reputation was the most important thing in the room, and if she didn’t think she could win a case, she wasn’t about to take on a losing cause. Let other lawyers pin their hopes on a one in a million shot. Meredith had better plans.
But this guys eyes… There was something about them. I see you, and I know exactly who you are, they seemed to say as they locked with her brown eyes. Meredith shuddered, tried to meet his eyes…
And then desperately shifted them to look at the other person in the room, the Asian who seemed to be completely lost in her man’s overpowering presence.
Her man? Why the hell did I say that? She stared at Linda and noticed how she was walking behind the man. Like he was the most important thing in the room.
Which was strange, because women who acted like that, usually didn’t get prenups made for them.
Still she was beautiful, Meredith had to admit. Shiny black hair was in a short, pixie cut, making her look cute, as well as disguising her age. Combined with her fresh face, she could be anything from eighteen to her mid-twenties. Her business suit was as expensive as Michaels… But it was clearly designed to display Linda to the world as an accessory, rather than promote her as a professional in her own right. Her top was of the best quality—but just a little bit too small, the tight fabric showing off her cleavage, while her skirt was a little too short, calling attention to her curvy hips and generous ass.
The kind of woman who dressed to remind people that she was a man’s girl. Dressed to reflect well on the man who had her on his elbow.
Meredith shivered, as she looked between the two. She pressed her legs together for a second, and unfamiliar heat rising within her. Client’s had never had this effect on her…
Meredith shook her head, rising to her feet with a smile. Other thoughts could wait. Right now she had a pair of clients that she had to serve.
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