Chapter 1.A Chance Meeting
Well what can I say? I`m Rachael a happy go lucky girl always good for a laugh, pretty, 20 years old, defiantly not a virgin, although I don't spread it around not for the lack of offers. With long natural blond hair, blue eyes 36, 23, 36 figure and 5`2" tall just over 100 pounds what`s not to like? I lost my virginity some years ago to a lad who I loved deeply. He told me he felt the same way but after he`d had his way with me things waned and eventually we split up. Yeah, I was devastated of course. Naturally a few other suitors came and went, I never was a one-night stand type of girl, never fancied the walk of shame the following morning. Still living at home with my parents also restricted the opportunity to bring a lover back to my place.
I have to confess I`ve had a few good sex sessions on the back seats of cars, and several very nice sessions in the back of a boyfriends van. Unfortunately, I had been without sex for about six months and felt the need for a cock between my legs. I have a number of toys in all sizes, my favourites are my large black standard dildo with a suction pad, a standard smooth vibrator and my rampant rabbit, the rabbit never fails to deliver and always works his magic, I do carry a smaller bullet clit stimulator in my hand bag, just for emergencies you understand.
No replacement for a nice meaty cock and it was without doubt I needed one, and the opportunity came completely out of the blue, at work that Friday afternoon a sales executive called in on spec, my boss had left early so it was down to me to deal with him. I was slightly annoyed he`d turned up without an appointment, I almost told him to do one. But our receptionist insisted met him, she had a twinkle in her eye as she left my office, when the guy walked in I could see why, this guy was fit, extremely fit. Take the high ground girl I told myself and made my point firmly regarding appointments for any future visits.
Mark Stafford was smart, smooth and very good looking, the company he represented was his own. Explaining his products to me impressively for about twenty minutes before he was finished, "Look Rachael I`m sorry for calling without an appointment and I know it`s late Friday afternoon." I smiled nicely, "So I`ll leave you in peace, perhaps I could make an appointment to call again?" He looked hopeful.
Now I had a problem if my boss got sight of this guy I`d never get a look in. Rose Dellaney my boss was a well-known man eater, she was feared by some of the many of her male colleagues. Although Rose was married she appeared to have little in the way of loyalty to her husband. It was well known she had shagged her way to her present role within the Company. She had an angle on several of the board of directors and was in an almost untouchable position. Despite her sexual predatory nature I liked Rose and believed she genuinely liked me, she had always given me good advice. However regarding her sexual activities she had sworn me to secrecy. For example I knew she was meeting the Financial Director at this precise moment in a hotel room in town. In fact at this precise moment she was most probably getting well shafted, the lucky bitch!
"Next Friday," I suggested hoping Rose would be out of the office again.
"Sound good to me," Mark looked grateful for a second opportunity.
"I`ll have a good look at your brochure and it should be quite positive." A smile to die for crossed his face, "I`ll run it past my boss before our meeting."
"Thanks Rachael I really appreciate it," Again he smiled and stood to leave I walked to show him out. He turned and shook my hand, "Thanks again," He smiled and left I watched him walk towards the car park. I turned to see Jade Stevens our Receptionist smiling broadly.
"What?" I questioned, "What?"
"Where`s he taking you?"
"Nowhere thank you it was a completely professional meeting."
"You must be a lesbian," Her reply was tongue in cheek, I thought?
"What do you mean?"
"He`d only have to hint and he could have my panties off I`ll tell you."
"Jade!"
The switchboard lit up ending our conversation, I returned to my office and was about to tidy my desk and leave for the weekend when my phone rang. "It`s him," Jade said excitedly, before connecting the call without asking if I wanted to take it.
"Rachael, its Mark Stafford sorry to disturb you."
"It`s no problem Mark what can I do for you?" I asked professionally.
"It's a bit embarrassing really," He was hesitant, I was thinking about Jade`s comments, "I`m staying at the Royal Hotel in town tonight and wondered if you`d consider having dinner with me."
I was lost for words momentarily, "Errrrrrrr."
"Look I know it's a little unprofessional but I don't like to dine alone and I'd really appreciate the company, no ulterior motive just dinner, please."
How could I refuse, why would any girl refuse especially a single twenty year old who didn't have a boyfriend, we arranged I`d meet him at eight. Jade burst in "Where's he taking you?" She demanded.
The look on my face told it all "Dinner at the Royal,"
"Wow nice, I want all the details Monday."
"It`s only dinner Jade."
"Oh yeah of course it is," Jade smiled, "Then upstairs for a night of passion, you lucky bugger."
"Don't be ridiculous," I chided her, "I`m actually not that sort of girl."
"What!" Jade looked amazed, "You've never shagged a bloke on the first date?"
"No," I replied not totally truthfully
"Give me a call when you've had dinner and I will be right over, he can shag..,"
"Jade," I raised my tone to stop her elaborating and what she would get up to with Mark Stafford.
Ten minutes later I left the office "Have a nice weekend," Jade smiled, "Don't do anything I wouldn't will you?"
"Don't know what you mean, Good night."
I explained to Mom I was out to dinner and headed for a bath. I admired my body two gym sessions a week kept me in trim. Regarding trim my pubes needed attention, landing strip or Brazilian. I shaved a nice thin landing strip and inspected my handy work. Why was I going to all this trouble just to dine with a guy? Fully powdered and pampered I found my favourite black dress, slip over jacket, tights or hold ups? Hold ups definitely, now lingerie, I had a special black bra and thong set, it was a good uplift bra if a bit revealing. Looking good girl I thought pushing my boobs together and showing a nice bit of cleavage. Wriggling into my panties, checking hair and make-up, perfect. "Bye Mom."
I drove my mini and found a parking spot, quick check hair, ok, make up, ok, let's go girl. I entered the foyer of the Grand Hotel for the first time in my life, I was a little nervous. A sign above large glass doors read Dining Room which is where we agreed to meet. I walked in a few males heads turned as I entered, a nice little confidence booster. I could see Mark until I glanced over to the bar. Mark was sitting on a bar stool talking to a very attractive woman. I stopped in my tracks turned on my heels and made for the exit. Before I got to the main door I heard Mark shout "Rachael, Rachael," I carried on walking my head was a mess. "Rachael please stop." Mark grabbed my elbow. I turned to look at him, my face like thunder
"How dare you!"
"Rachael it's not what it looks like."
"It`s exactly what it looked like," I took another few steps towards my car, " You can forget our meeting next week too," I informed him loudly, that should wipe the smile off his face.
"Rachael, Rachael, the girl asked me if I was someone she was supposed to be meeting that's all."