RICH WIDOW, HUNG ATTORNEY PT. 1

RICH WIDOW, HUNG LAWYER
Caroline Silver paced about in the foyer of her elegant mansion. She was
a very wealthy widow whose husband John had just died of prostrate
cancer. Before he died, John hired the top law firm to make sure his 87
million dollar fortune was turned over to her. And now the lawyer was
about to show up to take her to her husband’s burial.

Alex Hardy, 29, the young lawyer, parked his new Audi in front of the
mansion. He reached for some very expensive cologne, unbuckled the belt
of his expensive Tom Ford suit pants and massaged the scent over his
cock and zipped up. He wanted to be prepared.

He walked up to the mansion front door. It opened. A perfectly shaped
female-mixed race in a maid’s outfit greeted him . “You must be Alex
Hardy” “I am”, he replied. “Well I’m Suzanna Blackwell, Mrs. Silver’s lady-
in-waiting. You’re to go with Mrs. Silver to the funeral in her limousine. The
limo’s coming up now.”
The limo rolled up over the white gravel driveway. Inside, the widow
Caroline Silver, dressed in grieving black lace and silk, greeted Alex as he
climbed in. “Hello, my handsome young lawyer – represent me and protect
my inheritance and I will reward you well.”

The limousine rolled through expensive suburbans to the private cemetery.
At the cemetery, Winslow Silver – Caroline’s dead husband – was lowered
into the ground. Caroline Silver almost fainted with grief, her hand reaching
out for Alex for support as she went down.

Accidentally her hand slipped over his package and she sighed as he
helped her stand up. “Thank you”, she said to Alex, as he slid his hand
around her waist. “It’s an honor for our firm to represent you on this estate.
I personally will do anything for you to make you satisfied.” “That will be
hard to do”, she says, challenging him. “I will try my best”.

As the limo drove back to the mansion, Caroline silently analyzed him.
“Six feet and nicely built – he’s supposed to be very smart. He graduated
near the top at USC Law School’, she thought. And then she spoke to
him.
“I asked your law firm’s chairman if you had any weaknesses”. Alex
showed surprise. “What did he say?” “He said you’re rumored to be very
well endowed but were embarrassed by that fact. Are you?” “Yes, I am –
but my large size makes me feel a little bit freaky, Mrs. Silver.”
“Don’t call me Mrs. Silver. You make me feel old!”, she snapped. “Call me
Caroline”, she added, squirming. “Will you help me take off my jacket?
It’s getting so hot in here.” “Gladly, Caroline”, he said, helping her take off
her jacket, gasping at the sight of her huge beautiful breasts under the silk
slip.

“Why were you gasping?”, she asked. “You’re also very well endowed”. “I
just had very expensive work.” “ What size is your bra?” “That’s very
forward of you,”, she replied, feigning outrage. “I should know every
detail. I am your lawyer.”

“42 E size”, she sighed, as her nipples stiffened through the silk. “But I
think they should be bigger.” “No, Carol – you’re superbly proportioned –
it’s obvious why your late husband wanted you to be so protected.”
“Yes, I need to be protected”, Caroline shifted in her limo seat, her posture
straightening. “Have you finished calculating how much I’ll be getting? It’s
eighty million, right?” She asked, nervously.

“Yes,” he replied, “ but after taxes and lawyer and accounting fees, your
inheritance will be reduced from 80 million to 67 million. I know you’re
disappointed that it isn’t more – but that’s still a lot of money and
everything’s legal.”
“I’m content with 57 million. I’ll make it grow.”
“Are you going to sell the company?”
“No! Why would I do that? I have distribution channels! I want to expand
into streaming, and double the size of our wonderful company, L.A.HEAT!
Pull out the champagne!”.

Alex pulled out the champagne from the limo bar and started pouring the
glasses.. “Working with that much money involves a lot of legal issues”,
she commented. “I will need a lawyer working with me on a daily basis.”
The limo suddenly hit a bump – champagne spilling all over Alex’s hips.
“Oh no! I soaked your pants – it’s the chauffeur’s fault. It looks pretty wet
to me”, she said, reaching for the bar tissues. “The least I can do is dry
you off.”

She pressed the tissues over the wet area on Alex’s pants. They molded
the outline of Alex’s beautiful thick cock hardening under her fingers. “You
are indeed well-endowed. I admire that.”
But then Caroline suddenly pulled her hand away.
“What’s wrong?”, Alex asked.
“I’m sorry, Alex – I was taking advantage of you.”
“No, you weren’t.”
The outline of his huge cock just inches from her eyes. “You do kind of
agitate me.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s your cock. It’s just so large. You see, my husband Earl was the
sweetest man in the world. He was much older than me and he was very
rich. He showered me with gifts. But the one thing he couldn’t give me
was a big cock. His cock was tiny – micro-sized. When we made love, I
was always asking him – did you put it in? Because I couldn’t feel it! He
was always asking me if his tiny dick satisfied me, and I said that it did –
but of course it didn’t! I was lying but I was always faithful!”
“I feel so sorry for you”, Alex whispered, trying to seem sympathetic. “A
beautiful woman like you being faithful to a small dick man. It must have
been so difficult for you.”
“My husband was dying of cancer,” she went on, “he warned me that
when he was gone I would have to marry a man with a really big, beautiful
cock if I wanted his fortune. The dear man wanted to give me happiness!
He wrote the will so that if I didn’t marry a big-cock man, his estate would
be go to charity. Right, Alex?”, she asked, looking at the young lawyer.

“The will is iron glad”, Alex confidently confirmed. “If you find a husband
with a big cock, the fifty seven million goes clear to you. If you don’t, you
lose it. But the will specifies the cock must be at least eight inches, thick,
straight, with a beautiful head. That kind of man might be difficult to find.
Maybe I can help you.”

“I know what you’re thinking” she smirked cynically. “You think that person
could be you. You’re thinking you should marry me. But that’s impossible.
You’re too young. You may have the big fat cock I crave, but I need an
older man for a husband. I can only be your boss and you my lawyer. Do
you accept that?”
“Yes. I want you to be my boss. I love you being my boss.””

The limo turned onto a white gravel driveway. Alex was awed by the huge
modern house.’Your mansion is so big.” “I like big things. Rich people
usually do.”

Jones, the driver, parked and opened the limo door. They got out. A row of
servants lined up on the steps to greet them. Caroline introduced Alex to
her staff. “Maria is my Housekeeper, Berry is my stylist,”Caroline
explained. “Thea does my hair and make-up, Adolph is my cook, and
Jones is my driver and Suzanna, whom you’ve already met, is my lady-in-
waiting.”

Jones pulled out a small pocket camera from his chauffeur pants and
aimed it at Alex’s crotch. “Drop your pants”, he ordered. “What?”,
questioned Alex, shocked. “It’s for security”, Caroline explained. “We take
I.D. photos of everyone’s sex parts who enter the mansion. It’s our way of
protecting the staff against false claims. Please … unbuckle and lower
your pants.”
Alex lowered his pants. He wore no underwear. Caroline whistled.“You’re
going commando.” Alex noticed his penis was getting smaller.. “I
apologize – my cock is shrinking a bit. I’m not used to all this attention
from so many people.”“You’re still a full-sized man” Carloine replied. “Take his photo, Jones”.

Jones shot the photo of Alex’s cock and uploaded the photo. He then
opened the massive front door and led them into the mansion.
They walked down the long marble reception hall, passing huge blow-up
photos of a young Caroline when she was a 90’s porn star. Alex admired
the big breasted beauty in her youth. She smiled at him proudly, “This is
me thirty years ago – when I became one of the first big porn stars”.
“They’re very professional”, Alex noted, “how did you start?” “I was
discovered by my husband”, she replied. “Lenny came from the loan-shark
business and was very successful. He invested his capital to take us back
up. He put me in all the skin mags.We shocked the world by becoming
the biggest porn videocassette distributer three years in a row.” Alex
commented. “I’m sure you had many men taking these photos to their
beds.” “Yes”, she observed, “I made thousands of cocks get very hard.”

“What was the key to your success?”, Alex asked, making mental notes.
“The men in our movies had to have big, good looking cocks and the
women full breasts, narrow waists and well-shaped butts. Lenny swore all
men and women love looking at great looking cocks.”
“He was right” Alex agreed. “That’s why the big white cock compilation
videos make so much money on Pornhub.” “I want to be bigger than
Pornhub,” Caroline said, leading him down the mansion hall into the Photo
Studio.
“We are now going to do a test photo shoot to see what kind of reaction
Alex’s large penis generates.” Suzanna took out her Leica and started
shooting test photos of Alex’s cock. She adeptly fed the images into their
on-line channel.. “I’m tracking the numbers – they’re coming in fast and
furious”, Suzanna said. “We’re getting a hundred likes a second.”” What’s
the break-down in numbers, Suzanna?,” Caroline asked.
“23% Bi-sexual, 31% gay men, and – this is surprising – 46% woman,”
Suzanna said, reading the numbers. “I’m not surprised at all”, Caroline
declared. “His cock is large, thick and beautiful.”

Suzanna excitedly was stroking Alex’s cock with one hand, shooting photos with the other.“Suzanna, stop shooting!”, Caroline ordered. “I don’t want to tire Alex out- no matter how fit he looks. I want him to get a full night’s sleep . Alex has
to be rested for the product launch tomorrow. Please take Alex to his room
and make sure that he sleeps alone.”

Suzannah led Alex to a simple, spartan bedroom. “You’ll sleep here. It
used to be the laundry maid’s room.” “What’s this product launch about?”,
Alex asked. “You’ll be be excellent model for our new line of men’s magnetic
underwear”, Suzanna smiled. “Magnetic underwear?” “For well-endowed
men. Men who are very large often need a higher energy flow to get fully
erect. Our tiny magnets embedded in the cock pouch transmit pulses
electrically to increase blood flow and size.”

Alex looked at her skeptically. “Is that possible?”
“You’ll see tomorrow that it is. Now I’m going off and leaving you.”
“Oh, please don’t. I like you.”
“What?”
“I think you’re pretty. And you’re much closer to my age than the boss.”
“The boss is watching everything”, she said and pointed to a micro-camera
inserted in the wall. And then she left.