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I got into a serous accident a few days ago. I got rear ended by a young girl who must have been going 30 mph when she hit me. She claimed that when she hit me, she was only going 2 mph. yeah..right. Anyway, I got a mild case of whiplash out of it. I think its ok now though.

On the advice of my brother, I looked for a PI attorney. But I wanted a youngish woman, not a man. (hey hey). I had to ask a lot of questions before I took a chance.

I walked into this office and the receptionist greeted me. This was a law firm with about 20 attorney's. The receptionist was polite and attractive but I could not see under her desk because it was closed off.

So I waited a few minutes and the female attorney greeted me. My eyeballs got the size of golfballs and oddly, so did her's. I looked at myself and wondered if I had left my fly open. Nope, everything looked ok. She smiled at me and I smiled back. She was dressed to kill (or thrill...) Patent blue high heels, blue skirt, white blouse, natural colored hose. She was about 5'9" and slender. She must have been in her early 40's.

I followed her into her office and she sat down behind her desk and invited me to sit down in the chair. She had modesty panel that covered most of her legs. Nuts. I wanted to see a little more of this beauty.

So I said "you know..I don't like sitting in front of a desk like this. It makes me feel uncomfortable and uneasy (which it did). I said "is there a more informal place to sit and talk? She said "oh..sure..we can go into the conference room". I said "great" and followed her. god she looked good. Nice legs, feet, ass. Oh man, what an ass. Med short skirt.

So I followed her into the conference room. It was pretty big. I pulled out a chair for her at the table. The chairs were those low sitting conference chairs that are very comfortable. They turned and were mounted on wheels. She smiled and said "why thank you!" I said "you're welcome". I sat down next to her and gave her the accident report. She said "do you hurt somewhere?". I said "my neck hurts some".

She crossed her leg towards me and her skirt sort of rode high. She knew I looked. She said "well we can really push this if you really want to, but your medical records will be an open book". I said "yeah..that is what I thought you would say". She said "its unavoidable". She said "is there stuff in there that you would rather not talk about?" I said "well...yeah...". She said "if that makes you uncomfortable, then we have a problem.

I said "let me think about it a minute" and pushed myself away from the table slightly. I got a nice view of her calf, foot/shoe. Her shoe was about 1 inch from the floor. I said "pretty shoes" She said "thanks" and she looked. I said "what brand are they?" She told me. When I pulled back to the table, I put my foot directly under her shoe. She leaned forward slightly and contacted my shoe, but I think she thought it was the legs of the large table. Yeah...the old table leg trick. She tapped the top of my shoe some not realizing. She said "so what do you want to do?" I said "I don't know...I would like to go forth with this thing but I don't want my records opened. I felt her tapping the top of my shoe and thought if I waited long enough she would slip them off.

Well I got my wish. She slipped the pump partly off and was had the shoe propped up on my shoe. But she still didn't realize it was my shoe. She started to rub her foot inside her shoe. I got aroused. Then she pulled he shoe back a little and tried to balance the shoe with her foot on the back of the heelcup. But it fell over. Upon trying to retrieve it, she actually pushed it farther away. She looked for it but ignored it for the time being. She then put her stocking foot on top of mine and rubbed. Now she had to know it was not her shoe or the table leg but she didn't say a word.

But she sure enjoyed rubbing her foot over my shoe. She especially seemed to like rubbing the sole of her foot over the laces. I moved her pump close enough to her pump that she bumped into it. Except that the shoe was turned around. She was turning it around but I blocked it with my foot. She looked under the table and i said "anything wrong?" She said "oh..nothing..just lost my shoe". I looked under the table and said "here, let me help you" and I picked up the shoe, raised her leg slightly, and slipped it back on her foot. She said "thanks". I said no problem".

I thoght I might get lucky and have her pop the heel and dangle, but she didn't. So I said "lets go out tonight". She said "what?". I said "I know you want to go out so lets go". She said "well I didn't mean to encourage you". I said "ok..last chance..I'm not going to ask again". She said "ok,ok, then". I said "I'll pick you up at 7pm. we'll go to a nice place. Wear what you have on..I like it". She smiled and said "ok..I guess".

I smiled at her. She got up and so did I. I took the unusual liberty of putting my arm around her waist. She put her hand on my arm. I walked her out the door. I said "see ya at 7!" She smiled and I left.

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