Chapter 9: The Merger, Part 1

On a late Friday afternoon, a week after Sara dropped the news bombshell on Barry, the law firms of Anderson, Brady, & Miller and Lockhart & Zimmer officially became Brady-Lockhart-Miller, or B-L-M on the new logo. Anderson and Zimmer’s shares were bought out by the partners. Anderson was looking forward to a well-earned retirement and Zimmer was stepping back from working in a firm to take a position at a local university. Sean Brady was named the first managing partner of the new firm.

Sean Brady took to the podium to offer a few words to his firm before polite applause.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is an historic day for Brady-Lockhart-Miller. We have combined two incredible firms and the new total will greatly exceed the sum of our individual contributions. To that end, I am proud to announce the newest partner to be named in the new firm. Tammy Lacey, would you please come forward.”

There was a spontaneous eruption of applause and yells from the employees of the former Lockhart & Zimmer firm as they expressed their support for one of their own being named partner. As Tammy stood and looked at Barry many would see a stoic expression on her face, but Barry new his wife and knew that what she was really saying with her eyes was, “What the fuck?”

As Tammy makes her way to the front of the room Barry thinks back on the the events of the past few days and what brought them to this moment.

Kevin Spank sat low in the driver’s seat of his Dodge Caravan minivan. His friends liked to give him grief about driving a minivan as a single guy, but they didn’t know what he did on most evenings. He more than doubled their salaries by taking exclusive private investigator jobs that required him to be a ghost. What kind of vehicle fit more naturally into a suburban neighborhood than the trusty old warhorse that was the Dodge Caravan minivan?

When Sara called and explained what she wanted he thought it was a bad omen to spy on the management of your own firm. She insisted that she knew what she was doing and had only the best of intentions. She also told him none of his results were going to be used in court so he should employ any and all methods at his disposable. He understood. Enter the legal gray area and if needed briefly cross the line, but get results.

When she asked about payment he said, “You’re my little sis, I’m not going to charge you for a couple nights of work.” But he did add, “One last time, are you sure you want to do this?”

Sara answered with an emphatic yes.

“OK, then, I’ll get started tonight. I’ll be in touch in a few days with whatever I can discover.”

Kevin is pulled out of his memories when he sees a blonde woman exit the front door of her house and click the remote to her older Mazda Miata. She gets in, starts the engine, and then lowers the roof before backing out of the driveway.

There is little traffic on the road, but the blonde woman doesn’t expect to be tailed and shows no recognition of being followed. Having the top down on the convertible made it a little more difficult for the bug Kevin planted in the car to pick up her conversation. A little more difficult, but not impossible. It was why Kevin only went with the best equipment he could buy.

“Hi darling. You ready to have your world rocked?” The woman’s syrupy voice could be heard over the wind noise.

“Hell yes. The wife is visiting her parents so we’ll have the place to ourselves.”

“Remember, I can’t stay late. My husband will get off early tonight so I need to make sure I’m back before he gets home.”

“Got it. Hurry over.”

With that the woman hung up and continued her drive. Her commute took less than twenty minutes and she eventually comes to a stop outside of a large house on a sprawling multi-acre lot near the edge of town. She parks directly in front of the raised porch facing the curved driveway.

The door opens as she climbs the steps and is met on the porch with a hug and deep kiss. Kevin has maneuvered his van into a dark corner and is able to catch the end of the dalliance on the porch with his telephoto lens.

When the two enter the house Kevin grabs some additional equipment and approaches a window on the ground floor. He sees the two approaching a bedroom door leaving a string of clothing behind. As they reach the doorway the man successfully gets her bra off and drops it to the ground pausing to lean over and kiss each boob cupped in his hands.

She throws her hair back and laughs as she pushes her tits into his face. Barry scurries around to the other side of the house and is lucky to find the blinds in the bedroom window cracked sufficiently wide that he is able to see the rest of the action. Kevin attaches a microphone to the window and focuses his camera.

They are now on the bed. She is completely naked and is working on removing the man’s pants and shorts. When off she straddles the man and in one motion quickly drops onto his dick in one hard thrust.

“Ready to have your world rocked, Randy?”

The blonde starts to pound her pussy onto Randy’s dick. He reaches up and takes her tits in his hands and squeezes. It only takes a few moments before Randy’s body goes rigid and he sends a load of sperm deeply into the blonde. She leans over, her tits grazing against his bare chest, and kisses him on the lips.

“Looks like you’ve been rocked.”

She sits upright again and grinds her crotch against his flagging member.

“You must not have taken a little blue pill, huh? Doesn’t look like you’ll be ready for a second round any time soon.”

As the last of his load seeps out of his dick the blonde continues to rock back and forth on his crotch. He stares at her tits as they sway mesmerizingly in front of his face.

“What is the latest on the situation we discussed the last time I was here?” asks the blonde.

“It’s been taken care of. There won’t be any problems.”

“Purrfect,” she coos.

With no more apparent action coming she rolls off the bed and approaches the nightstand near the window. As she gets closer Barry gets a perfect view of her breasts and the semen that is dripping out of her pussy. She takes a wipe and cleans herself and then works her way across the bedroom collecting her clothes as she goes.

“Hate to fuck and run, but I do need to get home. And as long as Tammy won’t be an issue, then we’ll be able to continue this as long as you want.”

“Heather,” says Randolph Lockhart, managing partner of Lockhart & Zimmer, “I promise you, Tammy Lacey will not be a problem. I thought she may offer to blow me when I talked with her. I’m sure the offer crossed her mind, and will eventually be made, and when it does, I’ll have her dismissed from the firm on a morality clause.”

Heather said, “Like you did when you trumped up the charge against Woodley? When his wife wouldn’t complete the job?”

Randolph’s glare was ominous. “That cunt teased me all night, got me rock hard, and when I took out my dick she took one look and laughed. She fucking laughed.”

“Your dick is no laughing matter, but I do need to get home. Let me know when the wifey is away again so I can come over and play.”

With that Heather, now fully clothed, leans over and first gives Randolph’s limp dick a quick kiss, then moves to his face and gives him a peck on the cheek.

“Until next time,” she says as she scoots out of the house.

Kevin quickly detached the microphone and stowed his camera. He then ran the long way around the house and got into his minivan as Heather pulled out of the driveway. He was breathing hard from the exertion and was wondering why he did it when he would just follow her back to her house to meet her husband.