Eventually Roger met Bev and got married.
Roger had grown up and become a nurse and had by now done the job for twenty two years. He had met Bev in the second year of his training. She was not a pub goer but a new group of students had arrived and she had been asked to show them around and make them feel at home. She had done the tour of the grounds and then she decided that she ought to show them where the local pubs were. She walked them up the street and hit the pub called The Goat's Head. Bev had taken them in and they all ordered drinks and found places to sit.
The group of students just seemed to naturally split into their own little sections and suddenly Bev found that she was on the periphery of things. She did not know these students and she actually found that she did not have a lot in common in with them. She sat alone with her glass of white wine and looked around the pub. Suddenly she saw a face that she recognised. She racked her brains and tried to remember his name. Suddenly it came to her. He was called Roger. She finished her glass of wine and then she ordered another and then suitably imbibed with alcohol she got up and went into the snug where Roger was sat alone.
"Fancy some company?" She said.
Roger turned and looked at who was talking to him and he was immediately struck with the beauty of the woman.
"Company always welcome." He said.
"A glass of white wine would be lovely." Bev replied.
Roger ordered the wine and himself a glass of beer and then he turned to her and said.
"You are Bev aren't you?"
"Yes and you are Roger." She responded.
"I have seen you around the grounds and often wanted to talk to you." Roger said.
"Why didn't you?" Bev asked.
"I was too scared. I thought that you were too good for me to talk to you so I left you alone."
"Well we are talking now. Shall we find a seat? Propping up a bar is not my style." Bev said.
Roger smiled at her and looked around and located a quiet booth where they could talk in peace and quiet. He picked up the drinks and led the way. He watched Bev slide into the booth and he noticed how sexy her arse was. He dismissed the thought from his head and slid in next to her and handed her the glass of wine. They began to chat and found that they had a lot in common. They chatted all night at the pub until the bell rang and they had to leave.
When Bev stood up she was a little unsteady on her feet so Roger took her by the hand to steady her knowing that things would be worse when the fresh air hit her. He made sure that she got back to her flat safely and was just about to leave her when she turned to him and said.
"Would you like to come in for a nightcap? Tea for me but I have some whiskey that you can have."
Roger smiled to himself and thought that he had hit the jackpot. He watched as she poured a generous amount of whiskey into a glass and handed it to him and then she made herself a pot of tea. They sat opposite each other and just chatted and then at one point Bev had got up and lain herself across his lap and they continued to chat.
Roger was on an early in the morning but he did not care he was enjoying Bev's company too much. He was chatting away when he noticed that nothing was coming back. He looked down and Bev was asleep in his lap. He left her there for a couple of hours and then he picked her up and slid her under her duvet and tucked her in and then he slipped out of her room. He just had time to shower and change before he was due on duty but he managed to get there on time.
He was shattered and the shift was a busy one. He never stopped for eight hours and was glad when the shift ended and he could get back to his flat. He slipped into the block that he shared with fifteen others and looked at his post box and noted that there was an envelope for him. He took it out of its slot and took it to his room but he was that shattered that he just laid on his bed and fell asleep.
It was the next morning when he woke that he remembered the note that he had brought into the flat. He looked around the room and eventually found it lying on the floor. He picked it up and opened it and immediately he smiled. It was from Bev.
"Dear Roger,
First of all thank you for a lovely evening last night. It was so good to have you company and I am so sorry that I fell asleep on you because I was enjoying your company. If I had known as I do now that you were on an early I would not have kept you up so late. Thank you for putting me to bed and not undressing me before you did. You were the perfect gentleman.
It is my birthday on Tuesday and I was wondering if you would like to join me and my friends for dinner. We are meeting at the Black Bull at eight o'clock if you want to join us.
Here is my number if you want to contact me.
Love
Bev
X"
I re-read the letter several times and noted down her number. I sat there for a couple of hours and then I plucked up the courage to dial the number.
"Hello Bev speaking."
God her voice sounded so sultry.
"Hi Bev it is Roger here. First of all thank you for the invite to your birthday dinner and I would be delighted to join you and your friends."
"Oh great Roger. Eight o'clock as I said."
"Would you like a lift?" Roger asked.
"Are you sure you do not mind driving. It will mean that you cannot have a drink. Is that okay with you?
"Yes Bev that is fine."
"Okay if we say half past seven I will be ready and waiting."
"See you then." Said Roger.
"Bye." Said Bev.
Roger laid on his bed and thought about Bev and decided that she was the one for him. What he did not know was that Bev had a different side to her. She had discovered very early on in life that she liked to dominate men and most men could not handle it. She had tried doing it with strangers but there was the thrill of doing it with a partner that made her feel very aroused. She had sussed out that Roger was a submissive and she wanted him to be her new slave and she was prepared to take her time to turn him into the slave that she wanted but she would make a start on Tuesday on her birthday. She intended to bed him on Tuesday and she had to decide what to wear.
Roger had another early to do on Tuesday and he spent the hours counting down the minutes to the end of his shift when he could go home and get changed and ready to take Bev to her dinner. Eventually four o'clock arrived and he was able to leave the ward. He literally ran off the ward and got to his flat in record time. He had a quick nap and then he got ready for the evening. He had a shower and a shave and then he got dressed. He decided on a pair of black jeans and a black shirt. Black had always been his favourite colour and his whole wardrobe was full of black clothing. He then added some aftershave and checked himself in the mirror. Not bad he thought.
He left his flat at about quarter past seven and headed off for Bev's flat.
Inside her flat Bev sat excited. It was her birthday after all. She had started the day with breakfast and continually opening the door to her flat to friends who were dropping by with presents. She got some lovely gifts and she smiled to herself throughout the day. She had then gone out for lunch with her best friend Sarah who gave her a lovely set of lingerie as a gift. They had been and sometimes still were lovers and Sarah knew her intimately and had bought her something really sexy so much so that Bev decided to wear it that night. They got back to Bev's flat around four o'clock and had a cup of coffee before Sarah got up to leave. She was just at the door when Bev said.