I shut the door of my office to give Marcus and I some privacy as we go over the Cain case. It’s incredible that a surveillance tape exists and that we have such a big possible lead. I hope Marcus has more ideas on how we can win this thing. He looks so good in his black suit, though his jacket is thrown over a chair in the corner as he has made himself right at home. I love having him here. He's smart, and funny, and charming, and being with him makes work go by a lot faster. And, as always, I hope Marcus has something more in store for me later. I could cum just thinking about it.

As I look up from my desk, I can see him checking me out. He doesn’t even try to hide it. I wonder what it would be like if I blew him, right here in my office. The door is shut. No one would be the wiser. "It’s tempting," I think as I bite on my pencil. He would be so freaking happy. And it would be so hot for me. But no . . . I shake my head to get it out of the clouds. Marcus always does this to me. He gets me fantasizing about the best, most naughty things. I think I might genuinely be falling for him, and that hits me hard in the stomach. It gives me a sense of butterflies and nausea all at the same time. My feelings for him are deep, deeper perhaps than I'm wanting or expecting to go. To think of him and I actually making it as an item makes me excited too though. I mean, we would be a great couple. We look perfect together, and we get along behind the scenes. We’ve become friends, but also something more than that. And I hope he feels it too.

He catches me staring at him and gives me that million-dollar smile. It’s enough to make all the girls swoon, for sure. Luckily with him I know that I am the only one. I can trust him and that makes my feelings even stronger.

I’ve got to get my head in the game though. We have a case to solve, and it’s important, being the first I’ve worked on since making partner. It’s important for Marcus too, as it’s his first big case at the firm. We are in this together.

"So, do you think there are any other witnesses?" I ask him. Hopefully his ingenious mind will come up with something.

"You know what? I don’t know. Let’s check the police report again. Maybe there’s something in there."

"Good idea." I’ve got the report on my desk and as I go over it, Marcus comes to stand at my side. It’s so hard to focus with him there. We read it together.

"I think I’ve got our money shot," he says.

"What is it?"

"They only went after Damian. They didn’t even look at anyone else."

"Yeah, it’s a little fishy, but maybe since they had so much on him . . ."

"Do you remember him mentioning that she had other boyfriends? He was not the only one. At the time, we brushed it off, but I think there could be some real evidence here. What if one of them did it? What if somebody had a personal vendetta against her?"

"I can’t believe they didn’t explore that!" I exclaim. Marcus has done it, like I knew he would. He has found the impossible . . . more evidence.

"And," I say. "There’s that pause in the surveillance tape. One of the other boyfriends had to have been the one to do it."

"Exactly. And here is how we get Damian Cain off of one of the biggest cases this firm has ever seen."

"Yes!" It amazes me how quickly Marcus can come up with solutions. His reputation as a good lawyer proceeded him, but he’s really living up to his name. I’m so happy I helped to get him hired. And, more than that, I’m so happy his arms are wrapped around me, giving me a celebratory hug. We make a great team, in more ways than one. Together we can solve this.

"Shall we?" He gestures for me to follow out the door.

"Where are we going?"

"To Emma’s apartment of course. There’s gotta be something there we can work with."

"You drive," I say.

"I was already planning on it."

He’s so sexy when he takes control. I wish he would take control of me. I’m ready for it. I wonder when he will do it next? Today? Tomorrow? In the car?  God, how I would love to have his giant cock in my mouth while he’s driving. Probably wouldn’t be the safest move, but just being around him is making me want to cum in my new panties.

Of course I bought new lingerie. With all I have going on, I naturally ordered as much stuff as I could get from Agent Provocateur. I can’t wait for Marcus to see it. I’m guessing he loves a girl in lingerie, and boy is mine sexy.

He eyes me like he’s wondering what I’m thinking. He can’t even imagine! He has no idea how the lines crisscross my flat stomach, how I’m wearing a black and red garter belt, and how my underwear are now wet . . . for him. Maybe he does imagine it? I hope so.

I wish we could hold hands as we leave the office, but that would obviously be so inappropriate. It’ll have to wait for the car. And we happily make our way out of the building, knowing we have a leg up on this case.

Marcus has a Porsche, and I love the way he drives, with maximum authority. His car is conspicuous but hopefully no one will notice as we make our way to Emma’s place. I hope it all goes well and that we follow through with our lead.