A/N Thank you again for the reviews! Loving all this! So the divorce is almost coming. Had to time hop a little but bearwith me, the end is nigh!
Regina was breathing heavily although she couldn't decide if it was from taking the stairs a little too quickly or from the vision she had just been treated to. Slamming her door, she grabbed a bottle of wine from the rack in the kitchen and poured herself a large glass. She wasn't a daytime drinker but beings as she had the rest of the day off, she thought what the hell.
She had only known this woman for less than 24 hours and yet she had managed to stirr something deep and raw inside her. Henry was in his room playing Xbox. She took her drink and decided a bath was in order. "Henry, I'm going for a bath, help yourself to sandwiches if you're hungry ok."
"Ok Mom!" He called back.
Regina plopped down into the water and turned on the jets. She sipped the wine and allowed her tense muscles to relax. She needed to relax. She placed the wine on the side of the tub and gave in to her carnal needs. She was lost in the first orgasm she had had in years and it really hadn't taken much doing. She'd been on the verge of exploding since the previous night and the relief was delicious. Soft moans filled the bathroom as she blissed out.
She didn't hear the knocking on the door and she didn't hear Henry answering it. She also didn't hear the shuffling in the hallway, so deeply lost she was.
"Just leave it on her desk and I'll tell her you stopped by." Henry said to the stranger. It wasn't like his Mom to give out her home address but he remembered that she said she'd be working from home in an important case so he left the woman to her own devices and walked back to his own room to play his video game. He was in the middle of an important battle and didn't want to be distracted.
Emma walked around the apartment wondering where the desk would be. She pushed open the first door to the right thinking the layout would mirror her own apartment. She realised she was in the lawyer's bedroom and was about to close the door when she heard soft moans.
"Aaah, yes! Aaah!" Came the breathy murmurs. Emma closed the door but found herself unable to leave the room. The sound of her uptight lawyer getting herself off was too delicious. Especially knowing that her own body had been the force driving this woman to satisfy herself. Emma'a breath hitched in her throat. She wasn't normally into voyeurism and never got off on the sound of other people doing things, but the throaty moans were doing things to her body. She closed her eyes and envisioned the raven haired beauty laid back in the tub with her hands between her thighs. She felt her own hands reaching towards her centre and stopped when she realised the room was now silent. She quickly crept out of the bedroom and left the apartment feeling like a pervert for allowing herself to stay and listen to such an intimate and private moment.
Regina dried herself and went to have a lie down on her bed feeling satisfied for the first time in a long time. She saw the manila envelope on top of her bedsheets and froze. She opened the bedroom door and called out in embarrassment, "Henry, were you just in my room?"
"No, Mom. But some woman came over and left some papers on your desk." He shouted back not blinking from his game.
Regina threw her head back and felt the crimson spreading across her cheeks. Her client had certainly left some papers but they weren't on her desk. She hoped for the love of God that the woman hadn't heard anything but then relaxed knowing she wouldn't have to see Ms. Swan again for at least 30 days.
Emma decided that what she really needed right now was to avoid all contact with this woman who inspired her to make such bad choices. She was done with head fucks and done with women, at least until she figured some stuff out. Luckily, her landline rang at that precise moment. It was a new client looking to contract her services. Just what she needed to distract herself while the divorce was finalized.
The case Emma took was from a possessive husband who was worried that his wife was cheating on him. Standard stuff for Emma. He seemed like a total sleaze but he was paying well for her services. Emma had been on the case for two weeks and the husband hadn't really given her much to go on other than her place of work which was a supermarket a few miles away. She had followed the wife every day for two weeks to no avail. As far as she could tell, the woman was showing no signs of cheating.
Then one evening, she sat outside pretending to read a newspaper knowing that the woman would be finishing her shift soon enough. Just as she turned the page, the woman appeared and looked nervously around. If she were going home she would head left for the bus stop but she didn't. She turned right and walked down the street with her head hung low.
Emma waited a few seconds before following her target casually down the street. She saw her turn into a small restaurant, a bistro. It looked like the kind of place one would go for a quiet date. Emma waited outside looking at the menu on the wall. She saw the woman sit down facing the window. Somebody was already there but Emma couldn't make out the dark figure with their back to her. She would have to go in for a closer look.
Emma took a table in the corner of the restaurant close enough that she could hear the conversation without straining but far enough away so as not to raise suspicion. She still couldn't see the person the woman was with but that didn't matter until she had some evidence. The waitress came and took her order, just a beer for now, and left Emma who was pretending to read something on her phone.
"Thank you for coming. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get away again so soon." The red headed woman said.
"It's fine. So have you decided what you want to do?" Asked the unknown person Emma now realised was a woman. Could be innocent. She wasn't passing judgement just yet but her phone was recording just in case.
"Yes. I'm leaving him. I can't take it anymore. He hit me again last night." Said the redhead through tears.
The other woman reached out a sympathetic hand and awkwardly placed it on the woman's shoulder. "Do you think he knows? Is that why he hit you?" She asked nervously.
"I don't know. I mean, I left my phone for a few minutes when I went to take a shower and when I came back he had his fist in my face."
"Did you call the police?" The concerned woman asked.
"No. I was so scared. The first thing I did was text you and that's why I'm here now." The redhead replied.
"It's going to be fine. I'll support you as much as I can but you need to go to the police."
Emma was more concerned now about the state of this woman's life than getting a paycheck from her client. She could turn a blind eye to most things but domestic violence was something she was happy to walk away from. There was no way she was giving that creep any incentive to beat his wife into submission. As she got up from the table and began to walk out of the bistro, she heard someone calling.
"Ms. Swan!"
She turned around and realised the woman she had been spying on was her own divorce lawyer.
"Ms. Mills, how are you?" She asked coyly.
Regina eyed the blonde with caution. It was more than mere coincidence that she was in this bistro. Regina had an idea why and was furious about it.
"Ms. Swan, do you think we could have a word. Please excuse me Ms. Davies." And with that she grabbed Emma's arm and dragged her into the ladies restroom.
"I know what you are doing here and if you so much as breathe a word to Mr. Davies, I will destroy your career." Regina fumed still grasping Emma's arm.
Emma rolled her eyes and shook her head. Did Ms. Mills really have no idea how utterly gay she was behaving just now? This wasn't the first time Emma had been dragged into the bathroom by a hot woman and it was definately one of her turn ons.
"Alright, you caught me. I was hired to investigate his wife and I did follow her here with the intent of uncovering some scandal. But I heard the conversation and I was just leaving to tell her asshole husband there was nothing to investigate and I was dropping the case. Some things even I draw the line at Ms. Mills."
Regina loosened her hold on her client's arm and seemed to breathe easier. "I hope so. It has taken me so long to convince this woman to get out of that situation and if he hears she wants to divorce him before she goes to the police, I dread to think what would happen." She slumped against the bathroom door, breathing out a heavy sigh and for a moment, Emma saw the chink in her armour and remembered the last time she heard the woman sigh in relief.
Emma held out her hand to Regina as a peace offering and said, "You have my word. And if you need help convincing her to go to the cops, you know I've got a bit of experience in that department."
Regina smiled lightly and considered the offer. It could actually help the woman if Emma told her story. She might be able to sympathise with her a little better than Regina could after all, she'd never experienced first hand anything that could be conceived as abuse. Her walls had always been firmly up.
"If you would care to join us, then please, by my guest. Maybe you can talk some sense into her."