As Cece stepped out of Jess' room, Nick made his way back in, snacking on a banana. He had found a towel to cover up a bit, for Cece's benefit, finding and wrapping a rather ragged blue towed around his waist. He smiled at Jess and closed the door behind him.

"Quick little girl talk sesh?" he smiled as he made his way towards her.

"Yeah, she was just thinking about ways to… you know… spice things ups with Schmidt."

"Really?" He asked, taking a seat with his back to Jess. "Schmidt has encyclopedias on the art of erotica. Literally, volumes upon volumes of books on the subject."

"Yeah, but Cece was saying…"

"Don't need the details."

"Right on," Jess said, nodding. She sat up in bed and got to her knees, allowing the sheet to fall to the bed below her. "But while we're on the subject…"

Nick felt her hands caress his shoulders before she wrapped her arms around the front of his chest. She placed a soft kiss on his neck as she knowingly pressed her bra-covered breasts into his back.

"Oh," was all Nick could muster.

"I really kind of liked out little country lawyer, farmer thing we had going there," she said, kissing the right side of his neck. She moved her head around to his left side, deliberately letting her hair fall over his shoulders, tickling him as she kissed the other side of his neck.

"Is that…. Anything you'd be…"

"Why yes. Yes absolutely," Nick pounced.

"Oh," she smiled into his neck. "When do you think…?"

"Now. Now is good," he said, chucking his half eaten banana across the room in the vicinity of her waste basket. He turned quickly and pressed his lips to hers, knocking her off balance. Her knees gave way and she fell back, Nick pinning her down.

"East, tiger," she groaned with a laugh as she struggled to free her bare feet from beneath her body. "I actually had something in mind."

"Oh?" he said, giving her enough space to straighten her legs and breathe a little freer.

"Yeah, you know. I had some… ideas…"

"Do tell?"

"How about I show?"

"That I like. I like that idea," he said, rolling to his side. She sat up and swung her legs over the bed and stood up. She turned towards him, wearing nothing but her fantastic gold bra and a pair of his blue boxers. Her hair was still somehow perfect, cascading down her shoulders, her heavy, dark bangs making her large blue eyes all the more startling. She started backing towards her closet, as she extended a warning arm towards him.

"Now, I need a minute," she said, backing into the closet. "No peeking!"

"I wouldn't dare," Nick said as she disappeared into her racks of clothing.

Nick sat back in the bed and waited, staring patiently out the window for a few minutes until she was announced that she was ready.

"Nick Miller?" her voice came from inside the closet.

"Uh… yeah. You know my…"

He was interrupted when he nearly swallowed his tongue as Jess stepped out from the closet. She had slipped into something very un-Jessica Day. She had piled her hair up top in a messy bun held together by a pen, her oversized glasses hanging from her face. Instead of her usually colorful or polka dotted dresses, she wore a simply white blouse and black skirt. The blouse had short sleeves and was opened low, offering ever so subtle glances at the curves of her breasts, accentuated by a black bra, which was also somewhat visible. The tight, black skirt more than showed off her ample curves. A skirt that was so short that it stopped before the powder white stocking she was also wearing began, offering Nick a glimpse of a good few inches of Jess' creamy, healthy thighs (and nearly even more than that). He followed the stockings down her seemingly longer than usual legs and the show ended with a pair of plain, black, 4 inch heels. He ran his eyes up and down few times more and tried not to ask himself why she didn't dress like this more often.

"Mr. Nick Miller?" she repeated as she adjusted to her glasses.

"Shrapfh…" Nick spilled.

"My name is Jessica Day," she said in her southern drawl as she walked towards him and gingerly stretched out her hand to him.

"What the…"

Jess' eyes went wide and she tilted her head. She mouthed the words 'play along'.

"My name is Jessica Day, and I've been appointed by the state to represent you," Jess said as she gave Nick's hand a shake. She abruptly turned and moved towards her desk and took a seat at the chair beside it. She sat down and crossed her legs as Nick took note of the way her calf protruded as it came to rest over her knee. She slowly turned her ankle and allowed the heel to fall from her foot, revealing the arch of her right foot. She reached up to her neck and rubbed it as she pretended to look at notebook she opened on the desk.

"Mr. Miller, will you please join me?"

Nick sprang to his feet and was standing beside her before he blinked.

"Thank you," Jess said, suppressing a giggle. "It says here you've defaulted on the family farm."

"Sounds about right."

"Well, do you have any other… assets?" Jess purred, lifting her eyes seductively towards Nick.

"I.. uh…" Nick said, feeling the blood rush to his member as he strained against his towel."

"You know, anything the state might find valuable. Of use. Any assets? Like any expensive… plowing equipment?"

Nick caught his breath.

"Oh, I see," Jess said, adjusting the notebook on the table and angling towards Nick. She looked at his obvious bulge and tilted her head. "Is everything in good working order?" She asked, her faux drawl never skipping a beat.

"I… I…" Nick stammered.

"Well, perhaps an appraisal is in order," Jess said, looking up at Nick. She smiled and removed her glasses, setting them on the table. She then reached out and ran her hand down Nick's chest and over the bulge in his towel. She allowed herself a moment of pride in knowing that, before she even laid a finger on him, she'd gotten him full speed ahead.

"Now, Mr. Miller, all we need is your permission to have someone come over and… evaluate… your equipment," Jess said. With that she licked her lips and gave her lashes a bat.

"I… I…,"

"Very good, Mr. Miller," Jess said, still caressing his bulge throw the towel. "Let's proceed, shall we?"

Jess slid from her chair and got on her knees before Nick. With one quick tug, the towel was on the floor at Nick's feet. His penis fell like drawbridge in front of Jess' face as a genuine laugh escaped.

"Oh, I see," she remarked as she took his dick in her hand. She gave a few slow strokes, loosening him up. She pulled to the left, inspecting the right side with her impossible eyes, and then the right to inspect the left. He had a good 7.5 inches, she reasonable ascertained, and with the perfect radius. She noted as she shifted her body weight to take him in that he was almost, not quite, but almost the same size as her wrist.

Nick held his breath as she stuck her tongue out ever so slightly and ran it across the tip of his dick. Never taking his eyes off of her, he watched as she turned his erection over in her hand, licking the side, base to tip, and back again. He tried to appreciate it, tried to pace himself, but his inner monologue never relented: put it in, put it in, put it in, put it in.

Seemingly reading his mind, Jess flashed her lashes at him before straightening up on her knees. She steadied herself by placing her left hand on Nick's waist, her right hand guiding his dick carefully into her mouth. She first circled her tongue around his tip a few times, only taking the shaft in so far. After her jaw adjusted a little to the task at hand, she took him in further, massaging the vein on the underside of his penis with her tongue.

Nick was in heaven. He gingerly ran his fingers through her hair, trying to offer encouragement without being too rough. He knew better, really. Of all the women he'd been with, nobody had a more talented mouth than Jessica Day. He always counted himself lucky that someone so beautiful was so happy to give.

Her jaw fully loosened, Jess picked up the pace. She took her hands from Nick and ran them down her calves and sat back a bit, ultimately steading herself by taking hold of her black heels, one in each hand. She continued back and forth on his cock, taking it about halfway in in measured doses, as he felt his knees go weak. After a few minutes, she looked up at him questioningly as she again concentrated on his tip. A few revolutions of her tongue around his head, and he was all but ready to blow.

"Jess, I… you…. Stop…," he said, taking her face in his hands, lifting her up slightly on her knees.

"Is something wrong, Mr. Miller?"

"No. Nothing wrong. Absolutely nothing wrong with that. It's just…"

"Just what?"

"Just… if you keep doing that, I'm going to… you know."

"Going to?" Jess played dumb.

"You know what I…"

"Oh," Jess said with a nod. "I see. The equipment is faulty."

With that, she gave Nick a gentle nudge and, with the help of the desk, got to her feet. She picked up the pen from the desk and feigned began scribbling on the notepad. She turned away from Nick with a smile.

"That's not what… No. Not faulty, just…" Nick said, taking Jess by the shoulders and turning her to face him. "Just, if you keep doing THAT, we'll be done here sooner that I want."

"Oh," Jess said with a frown, casting her eyes back down to Nick's penis. She took him lightly in her hand before looking back up at him, wide eyed. She pulled him towards her thigh with her right hand, as her left hand fingered the dangerously low collar of her shirt. She traced her finger along the curve of her subtle cleavage before looking up at Nick. "So… what else can we do?"

"Thought you'd never ask," Nick said, taking her face in his hands, finally kissing her. She moaned softly and let go of his penis, throwing her hands around his neck. She pressed her body to him as she allowed his tongue access to her mouth. She relaxed her jaw as Nick took over, her turn to feel weak in the knees. He ran his hands down her shoulders to her back before breaking the kiss and stepping back.

"God, you're something," he said taking her in. She blushed at him as his hands found her hips. Noticing his eyes lingering on her chest, she took the hint and unbuttoned her blouse, shedding the shirt to the floor. Nick's eyes were still glued to her chest, her modest, yet perfectly shaped and proportioned breasts collected and presented with just enough boost in a simple, black bra.

"Well, what else can this... equipment do?" Jess drawled.

Nick turned Jess so that she was facing the desk. He kissed the back of her neck, then the side. As his left hand carefully ran over her chest, his right hand pushed her already barely there skirt up and reached between her amazing thighs. She gasped as his fingers found the mark. Just as he'd hoped, there was nothing under the skirt.

He slipped his finger inside her as she nodded her encouragement. Her mouth dropped open, her breathing increasing as he went to work. Her right hand steadied herself against the desk, as her left covered Nick's hand on her breasts. As he quickened the pace, she slipped her legs apart, making way. She dropped her hand from her breast and searched behind her for Nick's penis. Finding it, she drew him in, bringing him toward her hot, wet center. She brought him to the threshold, and moaned her affirmation. She let go, and braced herself on the desk with both hands.

Nick entered from behind, carefully. They simultaneously breathed in huge breaths as he softly pushed in. After some minor adjustments, he was in completely. Pausing a moment to gather themselves, Nick again kissed Jess' neck. She smiled and leaned over the desk. Nick moved back and forth slowly, trying to make sure she enjoyed it as much as he did. His hands and eyes roamed her entire body as she rocked against him. He settled his hands on her hips as she leaned over the desk, propped up on her elbows. His eyes were everywhere. He admired her lean, narrow shoulders before focusing on the backs of her stocking clad calves.

Feeling herself slipping in her heels, Jess brought things to a stop. She stepped out of her shoes, thus dropping a few inches. Realizing the logistics of their situation had changed, they stood for a bit, confused and disappointed. After mere seconds, Jess spoke up.

"Bed."

"Bed," Nick concurred. He swept her up and half carried, half hurled her to the bed. Landing on her back, Jess looked up at Nick and waited. She smiled as she felt him take her in. Shaking his head, he leaned over and kissed her. He trailed kisses from her lips, then down her defined jaw. He stepped back a moment as she looked back questioningly. He gathered her slight ankles in his hands and carefully pulled her in. He gave each foot a kiss before placed her ankles over his right shoulder. He looked down at her and took her in once more. Good God, he thought, as he entered her again.

Jess looked up at him as she fought to meet his rhythm. After finding it, she allowed the sensation to overcome her. Her own legs creating something of a barrier between her and Nick, her hands looked for places to go. She molded her own breasts for a bit, before finally gripping the waist of her folded black skirt, looking more like a belt at this point. She locked eyes as she felt his beat change. She again tried fro find him, applying her own pressure when the timing seemed right. Though to be fair, that was basically all the time.

Jess shut her eyes hard as she neared orgasm. Realizing that, Nick finally gave up himself. She bit down on her full lip as he let out one last moan, releasing inside of her. He kept going, though, unsure if she was finished. His hardness usually lasted a minute or two after release, which was good, because about a minute after he came, he felt her close in tight around him, her entire body, head to toe, clenching up. Her body shuddered a few times before coming to a stop. Nick collapsed on top of her for a moment before falling to his side, her legs still on top of him.

They lay there a moment, panting. Her eyes fluttered open, looking at the ceiling above. They lay, still intertwined, as they recovered.

"Well, Mr. Miller," Jess finally said, drawl intact. "I regret to inform that the appraisal of you equipment could not be completed at this time."

"What," Nick laughed, raising his head. "The hell you say. I just rocked your world, Miss Day, and you know it."

"I said," Jess smiled. "The appraisal could not be completed at this time. The State requires further evaluation before finding it's ruling complete."