Phone Sex – The Courtroom

Judge John Evans was leaving his Chambers and making his way to the courtroom for the trial of Jonathan Williams, a self-confessed burglar who had been up before the bench more times than the judge had had hot dinners. But this case was different. Soon after raiding a house, he was caught having sex in the back of his car with the loot still in the trunk. It was a fair cop and the police were in two minds whether to charge him for burglary or charge both of them for indecent exposure. With the loot quickly forgotten, Jonathan Williams found himself up against the Crown on more serious charges of public exposure and indecency. It came as a bit of a shock when he was told that there were no charges against the woman involved, but he had come to expect that from the law.Judge John Evans weaved his way through the corridors, papers under his arm, nodding and smiling at people as he walked. His phone rang, he quickly picked it out of his pocket and answered the call.“Darling, I can’t talk right now, I’m due in the courtroom in five minutes.”His wife, Janice, was insistent that he answer a few questions that she had regarding the weekend’s party that she was organising on his behalf. He groaned when she told him she had a list of perhaps thirty items for his consideration and with some trepidation, he compromised and put a Bluetooth earbud into his ear as he walked.“Quickly, now, rattle them off before I get to the courtroom,” he told her.She did as best as she could, but his pace meant that he was about to walk into the courtroom before she had finished.“You’ll just have to decide on the rest yourself,” he said before reaching for the off switch to his phone.Don’t you dare cut me off? I need to finish this, it’s your bloody party, not mine. She hit back at him.“Okay, I’ll give one cough for yes, two for no. Finish as quickly as you can,” he added.He entered the courtroom and made his way to the bench.“All rise,” announced the bailiff.The whole room shuffled upwards as Judge John Evans entered the court. He reached the bench, shifted his robes forward and sat down on the leather chair.Beef, two joints or just one? I think two, do you agree?The judge coughed once.Judge John Evans proceeded to tell everyone but the jury to be seated while he instructed the bailiff to swear in the jury. Once that was done the sentence was read aloud.The salmon, I was going to order a whole one, cut it in two and lay it out on two silver platters. Do you agree with that?“Jonathan Williams, you are brought before this court to face charges, that on the night of the seventh of March in the year of 2020 you did engage in sexual activities with Melissa Thompson in the back of your car resulting in the charges before you on public exposure and indecency. How do you plead?”“Not istanbul travesti guilty, your honour,” he announced.The judge took a hard look at Jonathan Williams and coughed once.As soon as they were seated, he proceeded to ask the prosecution and then the defence attorneys to give their opening statements.Shall we order a case of champagne?The judge coughed twice.Four bottles then, enough for a glass each?The judge coughed once. In between delivering her questions, Janice had been listening to the opening remarks of the prosecution.Fuck me, did I hear that right. Did she say what I thought she said?The judge looked at the defence attorney and smiled in her direction. She did, in fact, say that the defendant took his cock out and proceeded to feed it into Melissa Thompson’s mouth before they entered the car and that she was a willing participant in the sexual act.After the opening statements, the prosecution called several witnesses to try and imply that Jonathan Thompson had, on more than one occasion, used his car in public places for sex. The prosecution had in fact, amassed a number of similar situations involving Jonathan Thompson. The defence attorney declined to cross-examine the witnesses for the prosecution.Right, that’s it – all done on the food and drink front. Don’t cut me off, can I listen?He knew it was against the rules but he coughed once, nevertheless.It came as a surprise but the prosecution had called Melissa Thompson, presumably to further implicate Jonathan Thompson. It was a tearful performance and one that was delivered to perfection. The prosecutor’s statements held nothing back.“So, Miss Thompson, when you both got into the backseat of the car, you then proceeded to engage in sexual activity… is that correct?”“Objection your honour, leading the witness,” cried the defence attorney.I remember last night leading you up the stairs, your honour. Though I have to say, your honour was nowhere in sight. I know you were staring at my wet and willing pussy. Salivating at the thought. Do you remember what happened when I got to the top of the stairs and you were four steps below me? You loved that, didn’t you!The prosecution barrister had stopped talking and looked in the direction of the judge.Who’s the defence attorney? Her voice sounds familiar.The judge coughed the once and then proceeded with his ruling, “Objection sustained, please re-phrase your question.”Then with a hand over his mouth and a whisper into the earphone, “Jennifer,” he said.Not Jennifer Peasbottom?The judge coughed once. The prosecution began to rephrase the questions to allow the witness to describe the events of the evening. There was much sobbing and crying in between the graphic detail of how she was persuaded into performing travesti istanbul the oral sex act. It was a good performance by anyone’s standard. Spielberg or any half-decent producer would have signed her up on the spot.Hasn’t she been through most of the male barristers and judges from that courtroom? She’s a right one to be defending someone of public indecency. She’s indecent ninety per cent of the time. Judge John Evans looked in the direction of Jennifer Peasbottom. She had, in fact, been caught at chambers with many men’s penises down her throat, mostly late at night due to the hours they kept. He had not been one of the judges that had had the pleasure of her throat though he suspected it would only be a matter of time. He could only assume that she was working her way alphabetically up from the bottom. Like a good little barrister should.Is your cock getting hard thinking of Jeniffer Peasbottom on her knees?Judge John Evans was anything but dishonourable. He coughed once. He let his hand slip underneath his robes to adjust his growing manhood and he pulled his chair a little closer to the bench.You dirty little fucker. Just you wait until you get home. I think we shall have the same as last night – what do you say?The judge coughed once and a knowing smile spread across his lips, caught only by one of the jurors to the judges right.You seemed to like me dressed in my leather thigh-high boots and basque.It was very true, his wife did look delectable in her leather gear, but it wasn’t the boots that turned him on the most.The prosecution had concluded with the witness and it was now over to the defence attorney for the cross-examination.“Melissa Thompson, is that your name?”It was a stupid question because everyone in the courtroom knew that it was her name.“Yes,” she replied.“Not Suzy Jones, or Mel Jones or Sally Thompson?”“I sometimes use those names, yeah.”“You sometimes use those names,” the defence attorney nodded. “Will you describe to the court when and where you use those names?”The tears had dried up, Melissa swallowed hard, “Sometimes when I’m out at clubs and bars.”“And on the night of the seventh of March, you choose to use Melissa Thompson.”“It’s my real name,” replied Melissa.“Why do you use other names, Melissa?”“I just do. I like using different names.”“Is it so that the men can’t trace you after you have had sex with them.”She sounds like a cocksucker to me. Just like your Jennifer.“Objection your honour, leading the witness,” cried out the prosecution.“Objection overruled. Miss Peasbottom, where are you going with this line of questioning?”I bet she’d like to go to your chambers with it and show you exactly how that Melissa behaved that night. Is it true what they say? Can she really deep throat istanbul travestileri a ten-inch cock? I bet she won’t do what we did last night. It’s not her style is it, darling.“I merely wish to establish the kind of woman that Melissa Thompson is, your honour. That she wasn’t the innocent bystander that the prosecution makes her out to be. That she’s made of the same material as Jonathan Thompson and that she should be standing in the dock beside him.”Jennifer is probably her twin sister. Correct me if I’m wrong but I bet that after this trial they will get together and compare notes.“Then please keep to the point. Carry on.”Are you talking to me or her? I take it you’re talking to me. Do you want me to describe how you behaved last night? What you did at the top of those stairs when I turned around? Do you?The judge coughed once.Judge John Evans started to squeeze his cock from underneath his gown with his left hand. He had twisted it around and had positioned it so that it lay across the crease of his right thigh.  He squeezed his balls through the thin fabric of the slacks with his other hand and his cock grew in expectation at the thought of Jennifer Peasbottom, the defence attorney, on her knees in front of him sucking his cock, just like Melissa Thompson had done to Jonathan Williams on that fateful night.He could see where Jennifer was going with the cross-examination and he could see that she had a fair few aces up her sleeve. Her bright red lipstick gleamed in his direction and it was all he could do to maintain a sense of decorum. It was quite the effort, with Melissa to his left, Jennifer in front of him and his horny wife in his ear.“Melissa, can you identify the woman in these images for me please.”The defence attorney handed the witness a packet containing several images. She handed the judge a similar package and the jury the third package. Each member of the jury studied the images before passing them around.Melissa looked at the pictures, a pout formed on her lips, then a grimace before looking directly at Jennifer Peasbottom.Judge John Evans, studied all the images with his gaze being drawn to one in particular.It’s a shame I can’t see those images. Are those of Melissa sucking cock?The judge coughed once.“For the record, I am showing the courtroom several images of a woman on her knees, sucking on men’s penises. All captured from a variety of CCTV cameras in the local region.”The jury and judge feasted on the images of the woman, on her knees. Judge John Evans closed his eyes momentarily as he remembered. One of the images was as clear as daylight and it was unmistakably one of Melissa. She couldn’t deny it. She didn’t.“They are all of me.”“Sucking cock,” said Jennifer.Melissa nodded.“For the record, can you please speak up,” said Judge John Evans.How the fuck can she speak with her mouth full? Have mercy on the girl. Do you know what it’s like?“Yes, sucking cock,” replied Melissa.“And in each of these images, there seems to be a different man. Is that correct?” Added Jennifer.