#matlock

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You know, it's genuinely sad to me that aging favourite character actors no longer have any fun murder-mystery tv shows to guest-star as murders on.

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Matlock S01E07 (2024)

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MATLOCK — 1x05: Claws

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SKYE P. MARSHALL as OLYMPIA LAWRENCE MATLOCK (2024–)

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Matlock

Chapter One: The Case of the Seductive Client

In the dim light of Matlock's cluttered office, the air was thick with the scent of law books and the lingering smoke from his last cigar. Ben Matlock, renowned for his sharp mind and folksy charm, was poring over case files when Gab Stone sauntered in, his presence as commanding as his alleged crime was sensational. Gab, accused of murdering his rich, much older wife, had an air of innocence that was either genuine or meticulously crafted.

Gab leaned against the door frame, his light brown hair catching the scant light, revealing its stylish cut with just a hint of wave. His athletic build was barely contained by the casual suit he wore, his broad shoulders tapering down to a trim waist. "Ben, you've been working too hard," Gab said, his voice smooth like the finest bourbon.

Matlock, looking up from his papers, adjusted his glasses, his gray hair neatly styled, framing his sharp, aging features. "Well, Gab, someone's gotta keep you from swinging for something you didn't do," he replied, his tone both teasing and tired.

Gab stepped closer, the distance between them charged with an unexpected tension. "You know, for an old man, you're quite the looker," Gab murmured, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he admired the silver streaks in Matlock's hair. "This gray… it suits you, gives you this… distinguished air."

Matlock chuckled, his cheeks coloring slightly. "Now, don't go sweet-talking me, young man. We've got work to do."

Ignoring Matlock's protest, Gab moved closer, his hands resting on the desk, leaning in with an intimacy that made Matlock's heart beat a little faster. "But do we?" Gab asked, his voice lowering to a whisper. "Or can we… indulge in something else for a moment?"

Before Matlock could reply, Gab had circled the desk, standing behind the older man. His hands found Matlock's shoulders, kneading them gently. "Relax, counselor," Gab whispered, his breath warm against Matlock's ear.

Matlock's resistance was half-hearted at best, his body betraying him as Gab's hands moved down, unbuttoning Matlock’s shirt with a deliberate slowness. "Gab, this isn't—"

"Shh," Gab interrupted, kneeling before Matlock, his eyes locked on the older man's. "Let me show you my appreciation."

Matlock's breath hitched as Gab's fingers worked the belt, then the zipper, revealing Matlock's arousal. Gab's lips curved into a smile, "Look at you, all ready for me," he teased, his voice thick with desire.

Gab's tongue darted out, tasting Matlock, making the old attorney groan, his hands gripping the arms of his chair as Gab took him fully into his mouth, his head bobbing with an expert rhythm. Gab paused for a moment to admire the sight before him.

"Impressive, Ben," he murmured, his voice low and appreciative. "6.5 inches, thick, and uncut… you've got one hell of a cock for an old man." His fingers traced the length, feeling the heat and the weight of Matlock's impressive member.

Matlock chuckled, a bit self-conscious but pleased by the compliment, his big balls hanging heavy below, a testament to his virility despite his age. "You're quite the flatterer," he managed to say, his voice hoarse with arousal.

Gab's lips returned to their work, taking Matlock deep into his mouth, his tongue exploring the foreskin, coaxing out more groans from the seasoned attorney. As he serviced Matlock, Gab's own desire became too much to ignore. With one hand still attending to Matlock, he used the other to free his own impressive cock, which sprang forth, hard and eager.

"Look at that," Matlock said, his eyes widening at the sight of Gab's length, "you're quite the sight yourself."

Gab smirked, stroking himself in rhythm with his oral ministrations on Matlock. "I like to see you enjoy this, Ben, just as much as I enjoy… this," he said, his strokes becoming more urgent, his breathing quickening.

The office was silent except for Matlock's heavy breathing and the occasional wet sound of Gab's ministrations. Matlock's mind was awash with pleasure, the case momentarily forgotten as he surrendered to the moment.

Gab looked up, meeting Matlock's gaze, his eyes full of lust and a silent challenge. "You like this, don't you, Ben? The way I handle you?"

Matlock could only nod, his usual eloquence lost to the heat of the moment. Gab's mouth was hot, his technique relentless, each movement sending waves of pleasure through Matlock. "You… you're good at this," Matlock gasped, his hands now threading through Gab's hair, guiding but not controlling.

Gab pulled back just enough to speak, his lips glistening. "I like making you feel good, Ben. You've been so good to me in court." Then he resumed, his tongue swirling, his mouth engulfing Matlock with a fervor that spoke of deep-seated desire.

The office was filled with the sounds of their mutual pleasure, the wet sounds of Gab's mouth on Matlock's cock mingling with the soft slap of Gab's hand against his own. Matlock watched, mesmerized, as Gab's hand moved faster, the young man's face contorted in pleasure.

"Gab… I'm close," Matlock warned, his voice a mix of warning and plea.

Gab didn't relent, his pace increasing until Matlock could no longer hold back, his orgasm hit him hard, his hands gripping Gab's hair as he came, his release filling Gab's mouth.

The sight and sound of Ben's orgasm pushed Gab over the edge. With a few more strokes, Gab's body tensed, his release coming in hot spurts across the floor of Matlock's office, his moans muffled by Matlock's flesh.

Both men were left panting, the air thick with the scent of sex and the aftermath of their mutual climax. Gab rose, cleaning himself up with a tissue from Matlock's desk, his eyes still gleaming with satisfaction.

"Well, that was… unexpected," Matlock said, adjusting his clothes, trying to regain his composure.

"Consider it a thank you… for your defense," Gab replied, his charm undiminished by the act. "Now, let's focus on proving my innocence, shall we?"

Matlock, still flushed but with a renewed vigor, nodded, a new respect, or perhaps something more, in his eyes for the young man before him.

"Yes, let's get back to work." His mind was already shifting gears, but the memory of this encounter would linger, a spicy footnote in the annals of his legal career.

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OLYMPIA LAWRENCE MATLOCK | 1.09, Friends

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Doctor Odyssey debuted its pilot with 14 million views

High Potential - 11 million

Matlock - 7 million

Brilliant Minds - 9 Million

This just proves that people are returning to watching from network, they miss tv show with more episodes and "case of the week".

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Watching Matlock and wondering why Olympia's husband sounds so familiar. I know that voice. So I look him up. I don't recognize that name. What do I know him from?

HE'S DIPPER FUCKING PINES FROM GRAVITY FALLS

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CBS rebooting Matlock in the most CBS thing ever

CBS: We aren’t just TV for old people. We swear.

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I still don’t understand how Olympia could have done it. She is so focused on getting Slammed off the market. Why would she keep the same from happening to Wellbrexa? I know all the evidence leads to her right now, but unless her insistence on this Slammed case is a form of repentance for letting Wellbrexa slide, then I don’t know how the two can both be Olympia’s doing. Maybe it’s because I’ve started to like Olympia, but I don’t know how she could do it.

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Yeah, I'm into Superwholock:

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Classic Crimes Mystery TV Series (1980-1990s)

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watching matlock and THAT TWIST???