When Curiosity Fills

I sat in alone in my office at 11:00 p.m. on a Thursday night in April, preparing an important motion in a multi-million dollar malpractice suit. After editing the final draft I sat back and took a deep breath. I was exhausted, and, oddly enough, pretty horny. The wife was out of town and somehow I couldn't stand the thought of spending the night with just my hand. Shaking off the sordid thoughts that were roaming through my head, I stood up and began the walk down the empty hallway to my secretary's office. I dropped the motion on her desk and headed for the elevator.

I was a little shocked to see one of the nerdy kids from IT standing in the atrium with two laptops in one hand and a large open top briefcase in the other. I nodded hello and we made some stupid small talk about the new laptops the firm was buying. The elevator came and we both went to step in at the same time, bumping each other slightly. In an effort to avoid dropping the laptops, he let go of his briefcase spilling its contents into the elevator. As I bent down to pick them up I was shocked to see a copy of the LAXpress, a local paper notable only for its extensive escort advertising. The paper was folded open to a page full of adds, but one particular add caught my eye.

It read "Sexy TS Mistress Waiting for Your Call." Below was a picture of an incredibly gorgeous woman , "Miss K", and a phone number. I stumbled for a second and then pushed all of the papers back into his briefcase. There was an uncomfortable silence on the remainder of the ride down. I am sure he was wondering whether or not I had seen his paper. I however, could not get my mind off of the goddess I just saw. Her phone number was stuck in my head. The whole ride home my mind was running through a hundred different fantasies. I knew what the "TS" meant in the add, and although I had never even considered the option, now all I could do was envision myself looking down at that gorgeous woman as she performed all kinds of sordid acts on me.