Gary Fiennes, one of the senior partners at the law firm where Linda Gibson worked, looked up from his desk. "Oh, Linda, you startled me," he said, noticing her in the doorway, leaning against the frame in a kind of seductive way. "Do you, uh, need something?" He remembered hiring her as a paralegal. She was competent enough, but the real reason for the hire was, well, her looks. He knew that that sounded so chauvinistic of him, but for her age, she really was pretty attractive. And when dealing with certain clients, a pretty face wasn't exactly a bad thing to have. But that morning, she had seemed distracted for some reason. Maybe she was going to finally fill him in on what was up. Family problems, perhaps? He had met her kids before. He never got the chance to meet her husband, who was a traveling businessman - bad timing, he supposed. But the rest of her family ... her daughter Gena was quite a handful, but her son Mikey was a good kid, and so was her adopted daughter Zendaya.
"Yeah, you could say that," she said, with a naughty smirk.
Gary found himself gulping. He had heard rumors about what Linda was like back in college. A cheerleader, yeah. But that she could be kind of a bitch sometimes. It was hard to imagine that. After all, she had a family now, a loving husband and relatively great kids and all that. But just because she might have been like that back then, it didn't mean she was like that now ... right?
Seeing her walk into the room, Gary's dick got a little hard. He had to admonish himself. He was married, after all. And so was Linda. But with that outfit she was wearing, showing off her cleavage, exemplifying her curves, it was hard not be turned on by her.
"So, uh ... what ..." Gary said, trailing off immediately, at a loss for words. He was never this speechless. How did he not realize how hot Linda was before?
