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Oh sweet Jesus, you have GOT to be kidding.
Standing beside her at the defense bench, Mia's trusted pupil Phoenix Wright was already sweating bullets a mere few minutes into his first trial as lead defense attorney. The Judge had posed a simple test to make sure the fledgling attorney was up to snuff and within a few moments he had turned white as a sheet. Mia stood dumbfounded as Phoenix struggled to come up with the right response to the Judge. She stared at him intently, hoping to push the answer into Phoenix's head with her latent spiritual-psychic abilities. Phoenix's eyes darted rapidly and he let loose a nervous cough to cover his stalling of the Judge's basic question he had so clearly forgotten the answer to.
Seriously, I mean who forgets the defendants name!? Especially one who's allegedly a childhood friend? Come on, Wright!
After managing to regain his composure, Phoenix finally answered, "The defendant? Well, that's Larry Butz, Your Honor"
"Correct" the Judge nodded.
Mia almost breathed a sigh of relief but looking to Phoenix for reassurance only filled her with more worry. He was furiously flipping through the documents in the Court Record gearing up for the Judge's next line of questioning.
"Next question," the Judge continued, "This is a murder trial. Tell me, what's the victim's name?"
As Phoenix shuffled through his stack of papers, from the peanut gallery, she could hear the whispering judgements from the various brunette men who came to watch the court proceedings. Murmurs peppered throughout the crowd, and across the courtroom, Winston Payne, the prosecuting attorney, smugly sneered at the two of them. Hearing the murmurs of condescension from the onlookers regarding Phoenix's nervousness and Mia's role as a mentor, the second hand embarrassment was almost too much to bear. Mia could feel the pangs of a deep migraine oncoming if her protégé didn't get his act together soon.
Look at him. He's gotten completely in his own head about this . Seeing Payne again has probably got him all freaked out, thinking about his own trial just a few years ago. I know he knows the answer to these questions but he's totally psyching himself out! He needs to relax his mind so he can focus and get through this trial. Oh god, think Mia, think! How can I get him to relax?
Mia took a long look at Phoenix as he stood there stalling for time. As her eyes traced down the taper of his cheaply purchased blue suit, she glanced downward and noticed an unexpected bulge at the front of his pants. The fabric which had been ill-suited, formed a tent that tightly strained over Phoenix's partial erection. Mia's realization made her stifle a laugh as she looked on Phoenix with an exasperated sympathy. Mia regretted not helping Phoenix find a better tailor. She also regretted wearing such a low cut jacket that exposed so much of her cleavage.
Suddenly an idea crashed through her mind like a freight train.
No, come on Mia. Seriously!? What are you even thinking. Court is in session! Someone might see and then both our careers would be ruined. But, maybe there's something to it. After all, I've seen him ogling my chest at least a dozen times since he started his mentorship with me. And I can't lie, with Diego... gone and Lana not returning my calls, I haven't had a good lay in a while. Plus, I've always had a thing for pathetic men. Maybe if we can convince the judge to call a quick recess-
"Oh, um, wasn't it Ms. Block? Ms. Cinder Block?" Phoenix said.
Emergency. Mayday. He needs help stat.
Mia looked up at the two balconies and quickly did the mental math to figure out what angle she'd need to make this work. She then took a deep breath to steady herself before quietly and discretely brushing a pen off of the desk. Mia ducked down below the bench to "retrieve it", lowering out of the sightline of the Judge, Winston Payne, the witness stand, and the gallery. As she knelt down to the floor she gripped the hemline of her skirt and slowly drew it upwards so her knees could rest comfortably on the floor. Due to the short length of her skirt, she had to hoist it up just barely under her waistline, exposing her sheer black panties to the air. She then quickly unraveled her signature yellow scarf and laid it on the ground while she proceeded to unclasp her magatama. She placed the artifact inside the scarf and wrapped it for safety, before sliding into position under Phoenix's side of the bench
Mia raised a hand and placed it gently on Phoenix's pants, rubbing the thigh. Phoenix stopped mid-apology to the judge and stared down in bewilderment at his mentor. Phoenix was stunned into silence, so Mia pressed a finger silently to her lips and gave him a gentle, reassuring look. Phoenix took a nervous glance around in all directions to make sure no one else had seen Mia dip down beneath the bench, before glancing down at Mia, then back up at the Judge. If there was one thing that Mia admired about him, it was that he was a very quick learner.
Mia slyly moved her hand to the front of his pants and began rubbing over the tight fabric that covered his quickly hardening cock. By introducing the danger of getting caught, the threat of a more serious situation made the judge's questions seem so trivial, and from beneath the desk Mia could hear Phoenix's resolve.
"Sorry. Um...The victim's name is Cindy Stone" he said.
"Correct" the Judge replied.
Mia eyes gazed up from beneath he bench as she gently pawed at Phoenix's erection. Phoenix glanced down again to meet her eyes and gave the most subtle of nods. Mia's face brightened up and she slyly bit her lip. Her heart started pounding heavily. She had forgotten the giddiness she would feel when she was about to service someone. Mia's greedy hands groped their way up to Phoenix's beltloop, where she yanked the belt undone before hooking her fingers into Phoenix's waistband. She forcefully shimmied his pants down from his waist to reach his underwear and with a few short tugs she had them pulled down enough to spring his fully hard cock free from his undergarments, swaying directly in front of her. Mia's heart skipped a beat at the sight of his thick member and she felt a heat stir in her own lower regions.
She reached out and wrapped her hand around his dick and began to stroke it. His dick was weighty, and as she moved her hand back and forth she couldn't help but imagining how great it would feel to be pounding her insides. As lust clouded her mind, she could barely hear the discussion overhead regarding the Thinker statue, thinking only of the task at hand. She pumped the cock steadily with one hand and massaged his upper thigh with the other. She felt the heat radiating off of his dick and as she ran its length she felt a growing wetness between her legs.
Phoenix tried to stay focused on the case, but every now and again he would glance down. As Winston Payne droned on, Phoenix took the opportunity to fully soak in the sight beneath him. A heat rose within Mia as she loved the feeling of Phoenix's attention on her, so she decided to take her free hand and slip it beneath the cups of her bra, softly rubbing her ample bosom. After a few moments, she slid her hand further down and pushed her cleavage out and over the edge of her bra. She felt the dick in her hand jump as she swayed her fat tits back and forth.
As she increased the tempo of her handjob, Mia pushed her breasts together and moved herself forward so she could stroke the cock directly over her tits. Her chest quickly enveloped around Phoenix's shaft as Mia jerked his cock watching small drops of precum forming at the head.
Waves of desire rolled across Mia's body as she felt the rekindling of a passion she had set aside for too long. She loved the feeling of giving others pleasure. Back in law school, she had a habit of getting passed around at fraternity and sorority parties, getting used by men and women. She had kept up her reputation of being an eager woman at Grossberg, but had been denying that part of herself since forming her own law office. The truth is, Mia love the feeling of being wanted and desired. Back in those days, whenever someone she had slept with came around again to ask her out in hopes of scoring again, she could hardly say no. Mia was weak for that kind of thing: the idea that they couldn't get her out of their head and were coming back for more. On more than one occasion, Mia's panties would hit the ground before they had even finished asking her out. As she knelt beneath the defense bench, the feeling of Phoenix's rock hard cock had reignited that urge to be used by others and please them with her body.
Mia's hands descended down to feel her now dripping cunt and she started stroking at her own sex. The desire to be his plaything was overwhelming. Mia licked her lips as she stared at his manhood. She held back an urge to moan and opened her mouth, thrusting his cock deep inside.
The feeling brought Mia a burst of pleasure and she went to work immediately, quickly coating his dick in a layer of her spit. She sucked intensely, bringing his length deeper and deeper down her throat with er lips stretching wider to accommodate his sizable girth. She swirled her tongue around his shaft which sent a jolt of energy into Phoenix, and he slammed his hands down hard onto the table in the middle of his cross-examination
"Objection!" he shouted.
As she heard the music stop, Mia quickly hilted her throat to the base of Phoenix's cock to stifle the sound of her heavy breathing. Through the haze of arousal, Mia was just barely lucid enough of her surroundings to recognize that Phoenix had discovered a contradiction in the witness's testimony. A pride for her protégé blossomed within her as she choked around his cock. As Phoenix continued pressing and presenting evidence, Mia released herself from the base of his shaft, leaving a trail of drool hanging between the head of his cock and Mia's open mouth as she swallowed shallow gasps of air.
Mia rubbed her folds and returned to hungrily choking down on Phoenix's cock. Her head bobbed back and forth, intoxicated by it's taste and the feeling of heat rising in her chest. Sweat trickled down her forehead and she popped her breasts out further, almost wishing she could be rid of her outfit entirely. She lapped her tongue around his girth, moving her mouth at a reckless pace. The sounds of her desperate sucking were becoming more and more noticeable as Mia gave herself over completely to engulfing his cock.
The sound of a gavel slamming brought Mia back to reality, while the throbbing pleasure in her mouth threatened to explode. Phoenix clearly had Prosecutor Payne on the ropes. Her free fingers dug into her pussy as her throat sputtered around his manhood.
With a decisive slam on the desk above, Mia heard the whaling screeches of the witness on the stand, a telltale sign that Phoenix had found the true culprit. Suddenly, Mia felt his cock twitch inside her mouth. She took him deep, and as the witness collapsed into a heap and the judge rang his gavel to declare his verdict, a flood of cum shot into her mouth. Mia melted as the taste filled her senses and her own aching cunt erupted. She bucked her hips against the floor, trying desperately to not gag so she could contain every drop of his seed from dripping out of her mouth and down onto her tits.
As the tremors that rocked through her body began to slow, Mia absorbed the true nature of what had just happened when she saw the confetti float down to the floor. She dislodged herself from Phoenix's dick with a satisfying pop and swallowed the cum deeply, desperate for air.
Her breath shuddered with a hitch as she tried to collect herself. Mia brushed her hair to the side as she attempted to stuff her big naturals underneath the lip of her bra. With the saliva coating her lips, the sweat dripping on the side of her face, and her general disarray, Mia knew she was going to emerge from the bench looking like a sloppy fucktoy. And yet, at this particular moment, the main object of Mia's concern, was less about looking like a whore and more with whether or not Phoenix was going to have another round in him by the time they got back to Fey and Co Law Office.