Lawless games 4 - A one night stand sex story

He lay down beside her and started nuzzling her neck, but her

mind was still on the letter.

“Are you hungry?” she asked.

“Yes, a bit.”

“Would you get me something?  I’m famished.”

“I’m not surprised.  That was really something this morning.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.  I certainly did.  But right now

I really need a coffee and a bacon sandwich.”

“Certainly. What madam wants madam shall have.” He leant over and

kissed her full on the lips, then left the room.

To her relief, he left his jacket. She hesitated for a moment,

then swiftly pulled out the envelope. Surely it would offer some

clue to Jaspar’s identity.  Unfolding the thick creamy paper, she

read.

Dear Jaspar,

Thank you for your postcard.  Byron Bay sounds like an

interesting place but I fear that the drugs that you are smoking

have addled your brain.  Unfortunately, I must decline your

request to lend you ten thousand pounds.  I can’t imagine what

you need it for.  Surely you haven’t spent your inheritance

already?  If you have squandered your father’s money within six

months you have only yourself to blame.  May I suggest that you

get yourself a job?  I hope that the prospect of working will not

prove to be too much of a shock to the system.

John

That Jaspar had money worries came as no surprise to Chloe, but

what really interested her about the letter was the fact that

Jaspar’s uncle worked at this firm. To her great shame, she had

not yet managed to secure a position, although a small firm in

Oxford had asked her to contact them when she returned.  She

would have to start the long climb to the top from there.

Folding the letter, she carefully slid it back into the envelope,

placed it in the jacket and waited for Jaspar to return.

That evening, after spending the day together, they lay on the

beach, looking up at the stars.  She could sense that Jaspar’s

mind was full of his own problems but she didn’t want to pry. She

wanted to keep things casual.  Soon they would go their separate

ways, and she sensed that getting involved with Jaspar could only

spell trouble.

She was lying across his chest as he lay sprawled out on the

white sand, running his fingers through her hair.

“I’ll have to be going tomorrow.”

“Where to?”

“I can’t really say.”

“What’s the big secret?”  He continued to run his fingers along

her scalp, but then abruptly he yanked a lock of her hair. “Ow!”

He continued to tug at her hair so she shook him free, and sat

up.  “What the hell was that for?”

“For being nosey.”

“Are you crazy?” She rubbed her head. Suddenly she was glad that

he was leaving.  He was definitely a little unhinged. “I only

asked.”

“I’ll ask the questions if you don’t mind.”

There was an awkward silence.

“What do you do back in England?”

“I’ve just finished law school.  When I get back I need to find a

job as a trainee solicitor.”

“Nothing lined up?”

“Nothing worth talking about,” she said sulkily.

He became silent.  Chloe turned and looked down at him

quizzically.

“What is it?”

“Nothing.  I was just thinking.”  He took another moment to

process a thought.  “I know someone who works at Clancy and

Durham, my uncle.”

“Really!” she said with commendable deceit.  “They’re in a league

of their own.”

“Yeah? He’s the big boss man.  Heads the Corporate Litigation

Department.  How about I put in a good word for you?”

“Oh, I don’t know if I’d fit in at a place like that,” she said,

turning away.  Now that the possibility of getting a job there

had suddenly presented itself she started to feel anxious.  Would

she fit in?

“Don’t sell yourself short.”

“Well, I don’t know, they’ve probably filled all the trainee

solicitors positions by now, but I’d be happy to start as a

paralegal.”

“Well, I’ll see what I can do.  My sister Felicity works there as

a paralegal.  She’s been there for a year now.  But like you,

she’s desperate to become a solicitor.”

“If you’re sure you don’t mind. That would be great.”

“No problem. I’ll phone him as soon as it’s nine am in London.”

She buried her head in his neck, murmuring, “Thank you Jaspar,

thank you.”

A wave of optimism flooded through her.  Suddenly all her doubts

left her.  She would make it as a solicitor, that she was sure of.