The OF Girl Ch. 471-480

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All Characters are 18 years or older.

When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. This collection of chapters includes more legal Mock Trial drama, relationship advice, and settlement offers.

OFG is a variation story based on the setup by Aurelian14. Originally written in small chapter releases, they will be collected here on Literotica in 10 chapter chunks for smoother reading.

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Chapter 471

"OK," you mumbled to Sabrina and Gemma as you met back up with them. Everyone had finished lunch and most of the lawyers were either shooting the shit with each other or working on laptops and phones before the Trial started back up. Eric had slipped away to the washroom, and Amanda and Maeve had gone off to connect with their team for the Trial, giving you a few minutes 'alone' with the girls. "You guys were right."

"Did she ask you out?" Gemma asked quietly, smirking a little.

"I bet she gave you her number," Sabrina said.

"Not exactly," you said. "Um, Maeve, the Brit, crashed our conversation. She's - well, there's a lot about her that I'll explain later, but let's just say she's super blunt for now. And she offered a threesome with me and Amanda."

Sabrina let out a long snort, covering her mouth as she suppressed her laugh, and Gemma rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Jesus, John," she said. "For real?"

"Yeah," you said. "Just straight up like that. I got a bit more background - they've been hooking up as a summer fling, but don't seem like they intend to continue beyond the summer. Maeve also figured out I was dating one of you, and wanted to know who she needed to ask permission from for the threesome. Since they revealed their stuff, I sort of let the cat out of the bag about us three."

"That's fair, I guess," Gemma sighed.

"No hint that they know who I am?" Sabrina asked. "Or what Amanda does?"

You shook your head. "I didn't bring it up. I don't know if she's told Maeve that, and I didn't want to make it weird."

"Except youdid ask me about it to 'not make it weird,'" Sabrina smirked.

"We're working together every day. If I hadn't, I'd have been staring at you like an insane person all the time with that burning in my head," you said. "This is a little different."

"I know, I'm just giving you shit," Sabrina chuckled. "Don Juan."

"Hey, maybe it's all the confidence I've gotten from you two," you pointed out.

"And the slight style changes," Gemma said, grinning as she adjusted the collar of your suit jacket and then winked. "But mostly the confidence. You were already cute, smart and funny."

"So what's the arrangement then?" Sabrina asked. "Did you set a date? Are we all getting together?"

"I suggested we get drinks first," you said. "After the trial so it doesn't get weird. We only have a small window though if we're doing it before you leave, Gemma."

"We have the weekend fully booked," Gemma said. "And Wednesday, and there's no way I'm spending the last few nights I have with you two with two other random ladies, even if they are attractive. So it'll need to be Thursday or Friday."

"We'll figure it out," you said. "And if it doesn't happen, then it doesn't happen. We're not shoehorning it in somewhere that needs to be for us."

"I wouldn't mind being shoehorned in between those titties," Sabrina mumbled, making you and Gemma both roll your eyes and smile.

Judge Mathews, who had been talking with Garrison and a few other lawyers, stood up from his seat and that seemed to be the sign everyone was waiting for. You and the girls headed up to the stage, followed by the Plaintiff team, and then Eric as he came back from the washroom. Once everyone was settled, Judge Mathews came up on stage and headed for his bench, taking his time to sit down and settle himself before tapping his gavel lightly. "I call the session back to order," he said after clearing his throat. "Counsel, call your next witness."

You weren't sure if the opposition had decided to change their plan or not, but the next few witnesses they called were low on the importance scale. Maybe you had put a spook in them or something after you brought the heat on what they had thought would be a stellar kick-off. Their first two witnesses that afternoon were eyewitnesses to the aftermath of the accident and really amounted to more character witnesses than anything. They told their stories of seeing the Jacobs helping other folks out of cars even though their own vehicle had been totalled.

You countered fairly easily by confirming that the witnesses hadn't seen the actual accident as it happened, only the aftermath.

Amanda took over examining the next witness, Samantha and Thomas having done the previous two, and you were a little... distracted. Now that sex wasn't just an idle daydream and was instead on the table, you couldn't help but let your eyes linger a bit more on her. She was thicker than Gemma but also a little shorter - not fat, but her body shape definitely facilitated how heavy she was in the bust. And yet, her face didn't look like it was really holding any baby fat like you might have expected for someone with her curves. She was bright-eyed and cute, with well-manicured eyebrows and her brown hair nicely arranged in soft, natural waves. She didn't have a butt to match her bust, but she wasn't flat back there either.

Sabrina hadn't mentioned how successful Amanda's alleged OnlyFans account was, but you could certainly see why itwould be successful if she put her personality into whatever she filmed.

Amanda's witness was another softball, the mechanic who had officially written off the vehicle as a total loss. He confirmed that there were no after-market parts on the vehicle that he had seen, and he was one of the appropriately licensed mechanics at a proper dealership just like the policy required. She handled it well, hitting all the right phrases for Mock Trial, and developing a strong narrative with the witness that the vehicle showed no signs of issues prior to the accident, and should have been an easy write-off and replace. She ended her questioning, handing him off to your side, and shot a glance in your direction as she headed back to her table.

You had handled the previous two witnesses, and this one was on Eric's list, so you didn't have to be the one to tackle squashing Amanda's work, thankfully. Eric got up, addressed the court, and then got into it with the mechanic. The only matter that really mattered to your defence from him were the cosmetic additions. The decal, which he confirmed was still on the back window even though it had broken in the accident, was large enough to be holding the glass together still. Eric doubled down on that win by also asking the mechanic if it would have caused a significant blindspot out of the rear of the vehicle, which Samantha objected to immediately as being out of the scope of a mechanic's professional purview. Eric argued that if not a mechanic, then who would have the knowledge of that specific decal on that specific vehicle?

Eric got the objection overruled, and got his answer - it was big enough to create visibility issues out of the back, though not enough to block all visibility.

Then he asked about the cloth hood wrap at the front of the car.

Chapter 472

"What do you mean?" the 'Mechanic' asked. He was being played by one of the associates from the firm - you were pretty sure his name was Chuck... something.

"A previous witness has identified the plaintiff's vehicle as being adorned with a fabric hood cover depicting the American flag," Eric said. "When you were examining the vehicle, did you see any signs of that?"

"Oh," the 'Mechanic' said. "Huh. Was that what those fabric scraps and the twine were?"

Eric raised his eyebrows. "Could you expand on what youdid see in that area?"

"Um, yeah," he said. "The front end had some damage to the front bumper on both sides, but the actual hood and engine block were - most of the damage was on the sides and rear of the minivan. When it got to me the hood had a piece of twine looping around it near the back of it closest to the windshield, and that had scraps of fabric stuck to it. Thatcould have been what you're describing if it had been-"

"Objection," Samantha said quickly. "Witness is speculating, Your Honour."

"Sustained," Judge Mathews nodded, turning to the 'mechanic.' "Please keep your answers to only what you actually saw."

"Yes, Your Honour," the 'mechanic agreed.

"Thank you, Your Honour," both Eric and Samantha said.

"You said you found twine looped around the hood," Eric continued his questioning. "Is this something you've ever come across before?"

"Not that I can remember," the 'Mechanic' answered.

"But your report didn't include it," Eric said. "Why was that?"

"Well, it didn't look like it was some sort of repair job because it wasn't actually attached to anything," he answered. "And it didn't look like damage, necessarily. At least not to the body of the vehicle."

"In your expert opinion," Eric said. "Would you consider the loop of twine and the fabric to have likely gotten to the position you found it during the accident, or would it have needed to be placed there deliberately?"

Samantha clearly wanted to object again, but you could tell she wasn't sure for what. The plaintiffs had introduced the Mechanic as an expert witness on the vehicle, they couldn't call him into question now.

"It would have needed to be placed there deliberately," the 'mechanic' answered.

"Thank you so much for your time, sir," Eric said. "No further questions for this witness, Your Honour."

Again, Eric and your team had managed to divert what seemed to be a key witness for the plaintiffs into one for your defence. The insurance policy was airtight unless they managed to find something utterly wild to challenge it, and now you had double confirmation that the Jacobs' had modified their vehicle with cosmetic additions. Meanwhile, the plaintiffs had managed to paint the Jacobs in a decent light in terms of their character at the scene of the accident, and confirmed that the vehicle was a write-off and should have been replaced if their policy was valid. They'd also brought into question, possibly, that the Jacobs had signed the policy without knowing the details but you had already submitted case law in your opening motions that should have negated that issue, not that the plaintiffs were necessarily aware of that.

Amanda didn't redirect the witness, so the Mechanic was excused and you could see Judge Mathews checking his watch. "Alright, we're reaching the end of day," he said. "We'll pick up again tomorrow at 9:30 AM. Court is now adjourned." He tapped his gavel and stood up, straightening his suit jacket and sighing.

It felt a little early to have wrapped it up for the day, but you guessed that as a retired Judge he either had other things going on in the evening... or he just wanted to enjoy being retired. You, Eric and the girls quickly started packing away your folders and notes and the Plaintiff team was doing the same. Just as you were finishing up Garrison came up on stage and over to you all.

"Interesting work today," he said with a slight smirk, not wanting to give you any encouragement or correction one way or the other. "You've still got... about an hour left in your regular work day, but don't worry about coming to the office. I assume you'll be reviewing and revising your case this evening?" You all nodded - things had gone well, but there were still plenty of pitfalls left to go. "Alright. Then take the rest of the afternoon for that, and be here bright and early tomorrow. No special rental rides now that you know where we're meeting."

"The space really is interesting, sir," you said. "But you talk about it with a sort of nostalgia - did you used to work here or something?"

Garrison's easy smirk got a bit bigger. "Something like that," he said. "But those are stories for when you aren't my interns. Just remember that you're making your case on a historical stage."

He left the four of you, but you didn't even have a chance to discuss anything before Tucker and Samantha were crossing over from their table.

"So," Tucker said with an easy smile. "Hard first day for you folks, but that's how Trials go."

That one had you blinking in mild confusion. Had he been paying attention all day?

"Now that you've seen just the basics of our case, we thought it would be fair to open up for another settlement offer," Samantha said self-righteously. "We can bring this whole thing to a close without embarrassing your client any further."

"I'm sorry," Gemma said. "What part of today was embarrassing for our client?"

"They're the big bad wolf taking out their greed on our clients," Tucker said. "It's an old story, and I'm sure the Judge is seeing right through it. But we've already shown that your client negotiated in bad faith through familial connections to the Jacobs, misrepresented the policy, and you haven't done a thing toprove that the Jacobs' deserved to have their policy revoked."

"We'd be willing to waive damages," Samantha said. "Just fulfil the policy and pay the legal fees, and our clients can walk away whole."

Sabrina stood up and leaned forward, planting her hands on the table as she looked at the two of them. "If you bring another ridiculous demand for a settlement again, we'll bring it up to the Judge," she said. "We have made it clear that our client is not interested in settling when we are certain that your clients are in breach of contract. If you believe that today went well for you, and would like to continue billing hours to your client whom we are most certain will be paying for them in the end, then I suggest you wait to make comments about our case until after we have actually made it. Now please, allow us to move on about our day."

Tucker, who'd been at least fronting a cocky smirk, started scowling. "You have to at least present the offer to your client."

"Sure," Sabrina said. "Let me call them." She pulled her phone out of her purse, tapped her finger on the blank screen while making 'boop-boop' noises, and then held it up to her ear. "Yes, DeLittle insurance? It's your lawyers. We've been offered a settlement where we pay a bunch of money to someone who you're sure is in the wrong. Would you like to take it? No? OK, I'll let them know." She lowered the phone. "I don't think they're going to take it."

"You don't need to make a mockery of this mock trial," Samantha scoffed.

Gemma raised a hand, looking like she wanted to say something, but just sighed and shook her head.

Chapter 473

You ended up deciding that you all should walk back over towards your place - one of the reasons you'd been able to find the sublease with Mosche was because he lived about fifteen minutes from the main University campus, so you cut through there instead of ordering up a ride or grabbing a bus right as rush hour was about to start.

Many of the lawyers had made a fast escape, trying to avoid the same delays in getting wherever they were going, but you did see a few sticking around to talk to Judge Mathews. You were a little tempted to try and hobnob with him a little, maybe try to make a more personal impression, but decided that might not look good since he would be ruling on the mock trial - you'd keep that for after the ruling was made.

The four of you had made it outside, the summer sky clear and sunny, when you were stopped by Maeve appearing next to you and making you do a double take because it felt like she'd just apparated out of thin air. "Did you ask them?" she asked bluntly.

"Ask us what?" Eric asked.

Maeve thankfully ignored him. "I did," you said. "We can make plans tomorrow."

"Good," she nodded, then turned to Gemma and Sabrina. "It's nice to meet you." Then she shifted her satchel strap on her shoulder and started walking down the sidewalk.

"What was that about?" Eric asked, obviously confused as he watched Maeve walk away. She might not have been as curvy and endowed as Amanda, but she was still attractive.

"Oh, she wants to change sides," Gemma said, starting to smirk a little. "She thinks we'll win, and she's willing to trade sexual favours to join our team."

"Wait, really?" Eric asked, then saw the look on Gemma's face and rolled his eyes.

"Eric, don't you have a girlfriend who would care about youaccepting sexual favours?" you asked.

"I mean... Yeah, I guess," Eric said. You had all started walking in the direction you needed to go. "But shedid say I should have breakup sex with Lucy, so she might say go for it."

"Here's a question for you," Sabrina said. "Does that go the same for her? If she was just getting out of a relationship, toxic or not, would you be OK with her banging it out for closure?"

"Well, no," Eric said. "But that's different."

"Why's it different?" Gemma asked, and you suppressed the urge to groan because you knew there was no way Eric was coming out on top of this one.

"Because sex is different for guys and girls," Eric said. "It's about partner bonding, right? Like, it's easier for guys to have sex without getting emotionally attached, but for 90% of females sex creates partner bonding and hurts their ability to connect with future partners."

"There isso much to unpack there," Sabrina sighed, shaking her head.

"Are you telling me that I have a harder time 'partner bonding' with John because I was in a committed relationship before?" Gemma asked.

"Well, I mean, unless you're in that 10%," Eric said, his expression shifting slightly as he realised what he'd already stepped in. "It's just evolutionary biology though, it's notme saying it. It's science."

"And what about the fact that John and I developed emotional bonds even if we started out just hooking up?" Sabrina asked. "Or the fact that John's emotionality is what made Gemma and I both fall in love with him, like,super fast?"

"I... don't know," Eric said. "I'm not the guy who came up with this stuff."

"Eric," you said. "Maybe you need to consider vetting the dating advice you're getting from podcasts. Just because someone says it and it sounds good doesn't mean it's valid."

"It's real science," Eric said. "Seriously, it's like, there's whole books on it. Written by academic professors."

"Are they single?" Sabrina snorted. "Because that might explain some of these theories."

"The real question is if the science is being appropriately quoted," Gemma said. "People misquote statistics and studiesall the time, let alone when the academics manipulate their own data. I'd bet that these guys you're listening to are only partially quoting the actual science, or cherry-picking the findings, Eric. Have you actually read the books or studies of the actual academics?"

"I don't have time forthat," Eric said. "I have a life to live."

"How many hours of the podcasts have you listened to?" Sabrina asked.

"Well..." Eric hesitated.

"Check and mate," Sabrina said, giving him a pat on the shoulder. "Now are you going to listen to me and Gemma about dating, two attractive, smart women who know you and care about you enough to want to see you happy, or some dudes on the internet who make money off of guys' desperation?"

Eric blew out a long breath. "Both?" he hedged.

"What?" Sabrina asked. "Why?"

"Well, you twodid hook me up with Lucy," Eric pointed out. "And the sex was pretty alright, but I mean, she was crazy."