My Secret Law Firm Giggle

I’m a first-year law student and married, but I started working at this legal firm that caters to all kinds of kinky clients. They pay well, handle confidential matters, and the office is always full of secret fantasies come to life. One night, after a long day studying and pretending to be a typical law wife, I went straight from my dorm to the firm's penthouse suite reserved for VIPs. The client, a tall, dark-haired man in his forties, was already waiting with handcuffs laid out on the bed. I don’t know why, but there’s something thrilling about using all that legal knowledge for an evening of submission and dominance. We started slow, exploring each other’s bodies as if we were uncovering evidence in a high-stakes case. He whispered his demands softly into my ear while running his hands over my thighs, then up to the waistband of my panties. Soon enough, I was lying on that big bed with him leaning over me, pressing me down with those handcuffs as he took control of everything. His fingers slipped inside me easily, finding my clit and rubbing it until I couldn’t think straight anymore. Then came his thick cock, hard and demanding, entering me slowly at first before speeding up to a pace that left me gasping for more. The rush was intense; feeling powerful yet powerless all at once as we pushed each other’s limits. By the end of our session, I felt like a different person, craving this blend of intellectual stimulation and carnal fulfillment.