THIS MONTH'S FEATURE -"OVER MY HEAD: TIGHTROPE" BY A.H. SCOTT

Days went by and the Judge's attention was consumed with an assault case. That following Tuesday, the 17th, jury deliberations continued for a third day. For the prosecutors, it seemed a simple bar fight involving two drunk males. On the defense side of the case, it remained a mutual assault by both.

Wearing a white tennis top and yellow skirt, Angela Carter was prepared for a tennis lesson after that day's finish at 5:45. 

Her clear polished fingernails placed several files and folders into a metal cabinet. She didn't almost didn't notice the Judge when he came into his chambers.

When Judge Julius Baxter walked in, he exhaled over the events that were happening in his courtroom. Smiling over at her, he took off his robe and placed it onto a wooden coat rack.

Keeping up a good pace in placing items away, she suddenly heard the sound of him unzipping his pants. Saying nothing, Angela waited for him to make proposal of future actions together. Baxter says nothing.

Angela could feel his body behind her. Placing a folder onto the cabinet's top, she started to turn around. Carter desired to approach this man of power, face to face.Julius whispered into a soft ear, pushing brown curls from her cheek, "Don't turn around", squeezing Angela's breasts from behind and feeling her up and down.

Giggling and not able to turn around, he pressed her chest against that steel cabinet. Unable to move, she glimpsed down at the side, seeing a pair of black pants around his ankles.

Knowing exactly what this male wanted, Angela hiked her yellow skirt upward. While she did that, Julius pushed panties down with one hand. White cotton reached that floor quickly, as Angela stepped out of them. She was prepared for the Judge's next action.

Baxter wanted her, right then and there. Damning the facts that the jury was deliberating in a next-door room. Julius had a fresh field, ready to be harvested by him. Angela was a fine stress reliever for this male.

Silently plunging cock in and out of her, Angela felt Julius hardening like quick dry concrete. It was the first time an almost fully erect cock had entered her snatch from behind. That new sensation of tightened flesh inside of Angela's gentle folds, made her slim fingers scratch against the cabinet. Thinking she'd have to be wetter to accept a cock inside of her pussy, that lubrication of his pole arrived in deliberate speed.

Julius motioned in and out of her, faster and faster. Angela continued taking him deeper into her, as their movement became that of a singular entity. Time for eruption ticked quicker than she'd fathomed. Firm breasts heaved against that steel structure, as Angela braced herself for Julius' stream.

Baxter came on her ass and right thigh, with a trickle racing down Angela's pussy lips. His passion drizzled onto that yellow skirt, leaving a stream of white on that bright fabric. Both grunted and moaned in heightened relief.

When he finished making that deposit on her flesh, Julius held his still throbbing cock in one hand, "That's a good girl, Angela", Judge Baxter kissed the back of Angela's neck and stroked himself a bit longer, "Very good girl".

She sighed, as he bent over to pull up those dropped pants. Making his way back to a cluttered desk, this satisfied jurist zippered up pants and licked lips.

At that moment, what gave a fulfilled Julius joy, was watching this drenched female take a tissue and start to wipe his ejaculation off her. Lucky was she, that this yellow fabric was the choice of skirt for that day. For, it was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Angela wiped her thigh first. Then, tight ass. But, what excited Judge Baxter most was when the tissue swiped along her drenched pussy lips.

From where Julius sat, Angela Carter responded like a woman of many years of experience in pleasuring a man. She could take a hard cock from behind, and barely wince. This training in Judge Baxter's chambers, turned to be a lesson for both.

Turning head in his direction, Angela smiled and placed canvas covered feet back into panties. Slowly pulling them back up to cover herself, she tossed that tissue into a black garbage can next to a chair. Shaking skirt down over that cotton fabric, a playful Angela grinned at lusty Judge Baxter.

Without a word more, Judge Julius Baxter cleared his throat and sat behind that desk. Angela Carter pulled those folders from that cabinet and continued with what she was doing before he entered the room. As she did that, Baxter began working on some paperwork.

Fifteen minutes of silence was broken for both of them, as a bell rang for the Judge to exit his chambers. Clerk Susan Arnold came into the room, told him that the verdict finally came in and that they would be brought into the courtroom son. Judge Baxter finished signing some papers and grabbed his black robe from that wooden rack.

Angela closed the cabinet and started stacking some law books in the corner. As Susan led Judge Baxter out into the courtroom, Julius turned and winked at his captivating community server, "Oh, Miss Carter?"

Arms filled with books, Angela faced the man who held her future in his needy hands, "Yes?"

"When you finish with those books, you may leave early this afternoon, if you wish", giving this young woman brownie points for taking him wholly inside of her and not wincing, Baxter floated an air of magnanimity towards Carter.

"Thank you, your Honor", taken aback by his suggestion of giving her time served for that day, Angela gingerly placed those books into a box on the floor.

"No thanks needed. Angela, you've been very helpful to me", as a man who was grateful for her assistance in that office, Judge Baxter applauded Angela's apt skills at filing and other intimate duties.

Susan Arnold saw the bailiffs bringing people into that courtroom and the jury entering the court, "your Honor, we are ready to hear the verdict", walking to her seated position, alongside the Judge's bench.

Angela quickly placed a final ten books in that stack on the floor. Grabbing her purse, she walked towards the departing Judge. He stood in the doorway, between his chambers and the courtroom, waiting for announcement by a beefy bailiff.

Breezing past each other, neither needed to speak on what had just occurred. One went into the courtroom, and the other out of an outer office to the elevators.

Angela left the courthouse ten minutes later, driving her Mercedes over to get a lesson in tennis at the Eau-Claire Country Club. She'd already finished another sort of lesson in Judge Julius Baxter's chambers.

She remained a pleasing pupil.
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Over My Head: Tightrope  (BOOK ONE) -
Secrets are like a rash. Irritation. Agitation. Frustration. Yet, they always rise to the surface.
A husband's secret becomes a wife's gamble. Question is: Can a balancing act last forever? Or is trippin' just a price of marriage? This is "Over My Head: Tightrope", the first book in the four part "Over My Head" saga.
Larry & Angie made for a lovely portrait. Yet, fractures of their marriage weren't easily seen behind the gossamer veneer of charming smile and supportive caress. Puncturing the surface of this couple revealed a relationship not so rosy.
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