Friends With Extra Benefits (22 page)

Natalie moved her hand to Josh's lap and
squeezed his penis through his pants. He nearly jumped out of his
seat. He cleared his throat and began, "Your Honor, I would like
to, uh, call—"

Natalie leaned back over to him with her hand
still resting in his lap and whispered, "I want to lick your balls,
too."

Maxwell narrowed his eyes and asked, "Mr. Roth,
your witness?"

"I, uh..." Josh stammered as
he took a quick peek at Natalie's breasts. He glanced up to her
eyes and watched as she licked her lips and mouthed the word
now
.

He turned to the judge. "Your Honor, would it
possible to break now? I, uh..."

"For what reason?"

Natalie pulled her hand from his lap as he
replied, "I, uh, need to confer with my client before proceeding.
We have what you could all a, uh, situation that needs immediate
attention."

The judge shook his head. "All right, court
adjourned until 1:15."

Natalie wore a grin and innocently folded her
hands in front of her on the table as the judge left the courtroom.
As the bailiff delivered instructions to the jury, she leaned over,
cupped her hand over Josh's ear and slipped her tongue inside. He
held his breath, moved his hands to his pants for a quick
adjustment, and glanced at her with a dreamy smile.

While shaking his leg nervously, he watched the
jury begin to make their way from the room. Josh glanced down at
his lap and suddenly became concerned about the logistics of
getting out of the courtroom while sporting a huge bulge in his
pants.

After the jury had filed out, Jillian, Brian,
and Stanley stood and began leaving the room. Natalie glared at
Jillian. Josh held his briefcase in front of his groin as he
followed his client toward the hall.

Josh and Natalie slipped into a conference room,
and she pushed him hard against the door. He held his briefcase in
one hand as he stared down at her, half never more excited in his
life and half scared to death.

"She really blew it," Natalie said with a bright
smile.

"I know. Her attorney probably is doing damage
control right now."

Running her fingers over the bulge in his suit
pants, she said, "You were amazing in there."

"Thanks." He nodded shyly.

"Now I'm going to show you how amazing I can
be."

She slipped to her knees as her eyes locked on
the currently swelling area. Grinning, she pulled down his zipper
and reached in to grab his penis. She pulled it through his fly and
slowly massaged it while she licked her lips.

Natalie held it at the base as she stared up at
his face and whispered, "You're never going to forget this."

"Uh-huh," Josh stammered.

Staring back down at his growing manhood, she
opened her mouth slowly and blew her hot breath over him. Natalie
extended her tongue teasingly, almost to his head, but stopped
short of licking it.

He held his breath as he waited desperately for
her to begin. She blew on it once more before taking him into her
mouth.

"Oh, fuck," he moaned.

She gave it all she had, and he was more than
rewarded for his courtroom performance. With her enthusiasm in high
gear, it didn't take long, and when she finished him, he slumped
against the door, struggling to recover.

Jillian, Brian, and Stanley Parrish were walking
out of conference room B just as Natalie and Josh entered the hall.
After adjusting her skirt, Natalie looked up to see Jillian glaring
at her. Natalie grinned as the groups approached each other down
the long corridor. As they moved closer, Stanley put a supportive
hand on Jillian's shoulder.

"Where's your son? Is he too scared to testify?"
Natalie quipped.

Moving to Natalie, Jillian got right in her
face. "If you've done something to him, I'll..." Brian rushed to
Jillian and pulled her away.

Natalie glared at Jillian. "I don't know what
the hell you're talking about." She looked at Brian. "Better keep
that crazy bitch away from me."

Josh pulled Natalie aside, and they continued
down the hall as Jillian pressed her body close to Brian. She said
softly, "Jesus, I think I'm losing it." After talking a deep
breath, she said, "Rob might be a lot of things, but he's never
late. He would have called."

"Natalie's nuts, but you don’t really think she
could—"

"No." Narrowing her eyes she considered the
possibility. Then she bit her lip and looked Brian in the eye." I
don't know, but I just have a bad feeling about this."

"I'll try to call him again," Brian replied.

"Okay, okay. Yes, please—"

"Jillian, they're waiting," Stanley
interrupted.

Glancing at Stanley with tears forming in her
eyes, she nodded. Josh and Natalie stood waiting for the elevator
at the end of the hall. Natalie stared back, grinning at Brian.

Jillian turned to Brian. "Call him now. I'll
meet you back here in a few minutes."

"I will. Are you going to be okay?"

"Just find him."

He returned a supportive look as Jillian turned
away. Pulling out his cell phone, Brian headed toward the
conference room as Natalie looked on. The elevator doors opened,
and Josh and Natalie slipped inside. Her grin widened. She stepped
out of the elevator, as Josh watched her, confused. She glanced at
him as the doors closed. "I'll meet you down there."

Inside the conference room, Brian stood near the
far wall with the cell phone to his ear. He listened to Rob's
greeting and then began, "Look, Rob, we haven't heard from you, and
you know... look, Jillian's worried sick... we both are so—" Just
then Natalie slipped into the room. Brian turned and watched as she
moved toward him while wearing a sexy yet evil smile.

He pulled the phone from his ear. "What do you
want?"

She moved close to him. "It's not what I want.
It's what you want."

"What the hell do you mean?"

Placing her hand gently on his chest, Natalie
stared into his eyes as she whispered, "You know."

"Look I'm trying to find Rob. He's missing,
and—"

"Seriously, she thinks…" Natalie scoffed. "I
don't kill men, I please them." She slowly ran her hand down his
chest to his belt and placed a finger on top of the gold
buckle.

He took a step back from her.

She smiled. "I know you’re with that old hag
just to make me jealous."

"You're out of your mind."

Natalie began, "I'll bet she can’t do this."
Turning quickly to face away from him, she went down on her hands,
flipped her legs in the air and did a perfect split just a foot
from him. Her skirt fell around her midriff and Brian glanced down
at the vision of Natalie's absolutely flawless body, as her legs
remained perfectly horizontal to the floor. She wore a tiny thong,
and he could clearly see her ass, as it was displayed right in
front of him. His eyes went to a large birthmark almost directly
between her two private areas. He glanced at it for a moment before
averting his eyes to the ceiling.

Without a hint of any struggle in her voice,
despite the difficult position she held, she said, "Imagine your
cock slipping inside my tight ass while I'm in this position."

Gazing back down, momentarily sidetracked, Brian
stammered, "I, uh, you, uh..."

She flipped back up and moved to him. "Do you
know how flexible I am?"

He nodded like a moron with his lips parted and
his eyes glassy.

Shaking her head slowly, she began, "I don’t
think you do. I can get into a position where you're actually deep
inside me and while you are fucking me..." She placed her hand
between his legs and cupped his balls. "I'm curled up and actually
licking your balls."

Brian tried to process this for a moment. "Wow,
that sounds, um, impossible. You can really do—"

"Just ask Mitchell Garrett. I did that to
him."

"Your roommate Cindy's boyfriend?" Brian asked,
surprised.

"Oh... yeah. He played hard to get... just like
you."

"Aren't they engaged?"

Brian took a step backward, and his body struck
the wall.

"Not after I was done with him. He got so hung
up on me that he left that chubby thing."

"Does she know?"

"What do you think?"

Brian narrowed his eyes. "You're a fucking
monster. You just make me..."

Slithering up, Natalie pressed her body to his.
"When the trial's over, let's run away together. You're the only
man I could ever love. I—"

"You're incapable of loving anyone except
yourself." Brian glared at her.

She whispered. "That's not true."

He slipped away from her and headed around the
conference table. He opened the door and shot her a hateful look.
"Just stay away from me, you completely freaking insane, delusional
freak."

He rushed down the hall and turned around a
corner. Slumping against the wall, he stared at his phone, shook
his head, and whispered, "Fuck... Rob where are you?"

His eyes widened, and he dialed another
number.

"I'm trying to reach Rob Grayson is he in... Do
you, I mean, is there anyone else that can—Wait, is Carl in? It's
Brian Nash. It's an emergency."

At Wealth Stone, Carl Rodgers stood staring out
the window while nervously rubbing his hands together. The office
phone rang. He leaned over and punched the speakerphone button.
"Sampson."

"No..." Brian replied.

"Who's this?"

"Brian, Brian Nash... Rob's friend."

Carl froze as his mind raced. He had almost
forgotten about Rob.

"Carl... Carl?"

Carl moved around the desk and fell into the
chair. He looked down at the phone and hit the mute button. After
taking a deep calming breath, he hit the mute button again.

"Brian, what's up?" he said while wearing a fake
smile.

"We're trying to find Rob."

"That was some bachelor party, wasn't it?" Carl
asked as he pulled open a drawer, grabbed papers, and tossed them
into a box.

"Uh, yeah... Have you seen Rob? He's not
answering his phone, and he's supposed to be testifying this
afternoon in Miami at—"

"No, he, uh, didn't come in today."

"Have you seen him at the apartment? Did you see
him this morning?"

Carl slammed the drawer shut, stood, and packed
more things in the box as Brian repeated the question.

Carl finally answered, "No I didn't. I'm heading
over to the building in a few hours. I could check for you and call
you back."

"That would be great."

Laughing for no apparent reason, Carl rushed to
file cabinet and made a lot of noise as he searched inside.

Brian said, "Let me give you my number." He
heard nothing but more noise on the other end of the phone.
"Carl... Carl, let me give you my number."

"I, uh, see it right here on my phone. I'm sure
Rob's not in any danger, or you know... He's probably just banging
that hot new girlfriend of his. Have you met her?"

"No."

"She's smokin'... I'll get back at ya."

Brian began, " Okay, great. I would—"

Carl's cell phone rang. "Gotta go."

Carl hit the button to end the call and quickly
pulled out his cell. Checking the display, he took a deep breath
before answering the call.

"Do we have a deal?"

"Tonight at six," Sampson replied.

Carl cracked his first genuine smile of the day.
"You'll have all the money?"

"Yes."

"Six."

He ended the call, leaned back in his chair, and
exhaled deeply.

Brian stared at his phone with concern before
slipping it in his pocket. He stood there shaking his head as
Jillian rushed around the corner and spotted him. "There you are.
Did you talk to him?"

"What?"

Jillian asked angrily, "Did you find Rob?"

"Um, no... just got his voice mail again."

Jillian studied his faraway look. "What's
wrong?"

"I just spoke to Rob's boss, Carl Rodgers.
Something's not right with that guy. Last time I spoke to Rob, he
said was concerned about his job, that Carl might be on drugs and
doing something sketchy with the investments. He didn't give me any
details... he had to go to a meeting or something. He said he'd
call me back, but he didn't."

"When was this?"

"Maybe two days ago."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You were so busy with the trial, and I didn't
want to worry you." Brian put a hand on her shoulder, and she moved
closer to him. They stared at each other for a moment, both
thinking the worst.

"You met the guy; you don’t think he could have
done something to Rob, do you?"

"No..." Brian wore a skeptical expression until
he saw the concerned look on Jillian's face. He shook his head and
continued, "I mean, no... No way, but I think I'm going to drive to
Rob's apartment and check it out."

Jillian nodded.

Brian asked, "Will you be okay?"

"I think so. Be careful."

As Brian drove south, court resumed. Natalie
searched the room for Brian and was surprised when she could not
find him. Josh called a number of character witnesses, who all
testified about what a level-headed, sweet, and innocent girl
Natalie was. Josh decided against calling Rob or Brian to the stand
that day, wanting instead to wait and cross examine them both when
they were called to testify for the defense. He felt the trial was
going so well for him now, and he clearly had all the momentum.
Josh believed this strategy gave him the best chance to make Rob
and Brian look like fools on the stand. He was also hoping to wrap
up his case by the four o'clock that day and give the jury a
favorable opinion of him as they headed home for the weekend.

As Josh Roth was grilling Albert Blair,
Jillian's former agent, Natalie's mind floated away from the case,
and she began thinking of ways to seduce Brian. She stared straight
ahead, not paying attention at all as she tried to recall if she
had ever seen Brian fully naked and what kind of lover he might
actually be.