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Disclaimer: Night Court belongs to Starry Night Productions and Warner
Brothers Television. This story is not-for-profit but I own it.

Date: 01/24/2008

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Voyurism, female solo sex, male solo sex, female/female sex,
male/female sex, strong language

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Pairing: Christine/f/m/f

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Summary: After Harry adjourns court for the night, a beautiful female
defendant invites Christine to meet with her in Central Park, where the
female public defender suddenly discovers what she has in mind.

Other Notes: This AU story is based on the Playmate Of The Month pictorial
of Terri Welles -- who I had selected for the role of Rebecca Gladstone --
in the December 1980 Issue of Playboy Magazine and takes place long after
the episode entitled 'Jail Bait'.

Dedications: None so far.
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Night Court: One Hot Summer Night In Central Park
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

It had all began during the evening hours of July 24th within New York
City, which was where a beautiful public defender whose name happens to be
Christine Sullivan had just made a defense plea to the last perp of Judge
Harold T. Stone's Manhattan Criminal Court Part Two named Rebecca Gladstone
just in time for the Asst. D.A. who was assigned to the court named Dan
Fielding to walk himself over to Harry's bench and said, "If I am allowed to
do so, Your Honor! I would like to submit to this court as evidence some
rather racy photos of two of Miss Galdstone's friends, Miss Karen Strickland
and Mister Bryan Granger in all sorts of sexual poses that had been taken
within a very crowded Grand Central Station!"

"Oh, my dear lord!" said the shocked African-American court clerk known as
MacIntosh Robinson, who had looked at those very racy photos with wide-eyes
just before an equally-shocked Harry had plopped the pictures down on his
desk, took a deep breath and said, "Okay, People! Let's give me some air,
okay? That means you too, Mac!"

And after Harry had finally gotten himself together, he had picked up his
gavel, looked at the beautiful Terri Welles lookalike who was standing
in-between both Dan and Christine and said, "Okay, Miss Gladstone! Now I
really don't know what was actually going on inside that head of yours at
that time but I also really do not think that having your friends have hot
and steamy sex in front of total strangers in a crowded building is anybody's
idea of high art... or as a matter of fact, low art!That would be 20 bucks
and time served! And that's a wrap, People!"

And then, after Harry had banged the gavel down on his desk, a tall
bald-headed baliff named Nostradamus Shannon had picked up one of the
pictures, shown it to an African-American baliff named Rosalind Jane
Russell with a big dopey smile on his face and asked, "Say, Roz? What
type of game do you think that these two are playing?" causing Roz to
turn her eyes toward her fellow baliff, pointed at the picture and
answered, "Trust me, Bull. That's not a game that they're playing."

Then, after a still-shocked Mac had tried to mentally clear the images that
he had just seen out of his head before he had stepped out of the courtroom
and started heading home to his beloved Vietnamese wife whose name happens
to be Quon Le, a small-smiling Rebecca had walked herself over to Christine,
placed her gentle hand on the public defender's shoulder and said, "I really
do want to thank you for defending me, Christine. I truly appreciated it."

"Trust me, Rebecca. It was my pleasure to do so. Although, I'm sorry to say
that I happen to agree with Harry about what he had said about those pictures
of yours," that was what Christine had said to Rebecca, who had -- in turn --
let out a small giggle and said, "I'm sorry, Christine. It's just that I had
never expected that response coming from the one woman who had inspire a
certain Mister Ian McKee to paint a nude mural of her on the side of a
building."

"Oh, yes. Of course, you mean 'The Bare Body Of Justice'. May I ask why
are you bringing up such a subject?" that was the question that a confused
Christine had asked before Rebecca had placed her gentle hand on top of the
public defender's and answered, "I'll tell you later, Christine. Just trust
me and meet me in Central Park after work. Okay?"

And after Rebecca had left the courtroom in order to go pay her fine, the
very first thoughts that had came into Christine's head were of her rushing
herself into Harry's chambers and telling him what Rebecca had said to her
but as soon as she had realized that she was in actual desperate need of
something that might help her try to cope with her divorce from a certain
NYPD undercover cop named Tony Giuliano, Christine had taken a deep breath
and decided to go meet Rebecca at Central Park.

Then, after she had stepped into Central Park and started looking around for
Rebecca, someone had placed herself behind an unsuspecting Christine and gave
her a gentle tapping on her shoulder, causing the beautiful public defender
to quickly turn herself around and discover that a young and beautiful
strawberry-blonde maiden was standing in front of Christine with both of her
hands raised up and saying, "I'm sorry to had spooked you like that. You must
be Christine Sullivan. I'm Karen Strickland. We've been expecting you,
Christine. Would you please follow me?"

And after she had followed Karen over to where Rebecca was standing and
making sure that a camera was focused on the one spot where a large blanket
has been placed and a young and handsome male stud with dark-brown hair was
standing around and smoking a cigarette, that one male hunk had turned his
eyes toward the two babes, let out a small smile and said, "Well-well. Look
who had allowed herself to show up. We are all ready for the photoshoot.
Shall we begin?"

And as soon as both Karen and the male stud had stripped off all of their
clothes and placed themselves on the large blanket, she had started pumping
two of her fingers in and out of her hot, wet pussy and carressing her own
tits with the other hand and he had began stroking his stiff cock while a
wide-eyed Christine was looking on, which had caused Rebecca to place her
gentle hand on the reluctant public defender's shoulder and ask, "Well,
Christine? What are you waiting for? Don't you see that both Karen and Bryan
are waiting for you to join them?"

And then, after she had taken a deep breath and removed all of her clothes, a
reluctant Christine had slowly moved herself closer to Rebecca's two bare-ass
naked friends just in time for Karen to kiss Chrisitne ever so passionately
on the lips and start licking all over her nude body -- all the way down to
her hot and steamy cunt and carressing her firm breasts and Bryan to place
his stone hard dick inside Christine's asshole, place his hands on Karen's
bare back and start blowing his hot breath on the nape of Christine's bare
neck, while Rebecca was taking one sex-filled photo after another.

But then, after the beautiful public defender had placed her hands on Karen's
bare shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Karen! Do
it, Bryan! Touch me! Fuck me in the ass! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"
Rebecca had unzipped her pants, placed her hand inside of them and started
pumping two of her fingers in and out of her hot, moist snatch just before
she had taken all of her clothes off, moved herself closer to her three nude
photography subjects and allowed Bryan to start pumping two of his fingers
in and out of her cunt and Christine to start sucking on her stiff mounds,
causing the former Mrs. Tony Giuliano to suddenly realize that she was still
able to experience pure and untamed erotica and enjoying every minute of it.

That was before Bryan had placed his stiff cock inside Rebecca's cunt and
began licking on Christine's pussy, Rebecca had started licking on Karen's
snatch and carressing her tits and Christine had placed her hand on Karen's
silky smooth naked thigh and began sucking on her bare toes, causing a
sexually-energized Karen to place her hands on Rebecca's bare back and yell
at the top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, REBECCA! DO IT,
CHRISTINE! TOUCH ME! SUCK ON MY TOES! SUCK MY WET PUSSY DRY! FUCK THE LIVING
SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And after the four newfound bi-sexual lovers had started moving themselves
harder and faster and their lovemaking has finally made its way into Central
Park, Rebecca, Christine, Karen and Bryan had came and collapsed due to
exhaustion and fell asleep with their naked arms in a lover's embrace, while
everyone else within the entire City of New York had kept on doing their
normal daily routines.

Just then, on the very next day, Christine had woken herself up and
discovered that she had somehow been placed inside a tent, a nice warm
blanket has been placed over her nude body and a note has been placed on
the pillow which had said, "Dear Christine -- I just want to thank you for
being part of my latest erotic art project and hope that you had enjoyed
your one hot summer night in Central Park. Of course, I will let you know
where and when I would be able to havmy first gallery showing. Until then,
don't forget to tell Dan about what we had done last night. It'll drive
him nuts. -- Until next time, Rebecca." which had caused Jack Sullivan's
very own daughter had let out a small smile and giggle, placed her head
back on the pillow, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and went back to
sleep.

THE END!

    

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