Prologue
It was a normal Saturday evening and my wife Betty and I were having a quite evening watching TV when I noticed that Betty had turned quite pale and her face was contorted as if she was in pain.
"Are you alright?" I asked her as she seemed to be growing paler by the minute.
"No, I don't feel very well. Suddenly I have developed an awful pain down the right side of my tummy." She said, now beginning to writhe in agony.
She looked very distressed and I was getting quite alarmed.
"Darling you look dreadful. I'm going to call for an ambulance." I said and when she made no objection, I knew I was doing the right thing.
I dialled 999 and when I described the symptoms to the operator, she said "Keep calm sir, I'll have an ambulance with you in five minutes."
I turned to Betty who was now sweating profusely, so I went into the kitchen, dampened a cloth and was mopping her brow when there was a knock at the door. The ambulance had arrived in record time -- only four minutes from my phone call. I rushed to the door to let in the driver and a nurse who, between them, were carrying a stretcher.
"Thanks for coming so quickly, my wife's in here." I said.
"From what you described over the phone sir, it sounds as if your wife may have a burst appendix." said the nurse as they picked Betty up and gently laid her on the stretcher, "But don't worry, Dave is a very good driver and we'll soon have her in hospital."
I locked up and followed them as they quickly and efficiently bundled her into the ambulance. I jumped in after them and Dave was soon on his way, lights flashing and siren blaring. He radioed Betty's symptoms and our ETA and when we arrived ay the hospital, a medical team was waiting to take over. They rushed her into the casualty department where a doctor examined her and ordered an immediate emergency operation.
After two hours, the immediate crisis was over and Betty was comfortably settled in a recovery ward while I had been nervously pacing up and down between periods sitting in the waiting room. A surgeon came to see me and put my mind at ease by telling me that Betty had suffered a burst appendix, as the nurse had suspected, but the operation had been successful and I could go and see her as soon as she had come round from the anaesthetic.
"She has been very lucky." He told me. "If it hadn't been for Dave's rapid response and his speed in getting her here, things might have been very different."
After seeing Betty and making sure she was alright, I went back to casualty to thank Dave and his nurse for their efforts but unfortunately they had been sent out on another call. So I asked the receptionist in the casualty department to thank them for me and to let them know that Betty was going to be alright.
"I'll certainly pass on your message. They were very worried about your wife's condition and will be relieved to hear such good news." The receptionist replied.
Chapter 1
Betty recovered quickly and completely from her operation and was soon looking her gorgeous radiant self again. Our sex life had been somewhat restricted during her convalescence, but it was gradually getting back to normal. By 'normal' I mean that it was once or twice a week, not very experimental and usually not lasting very long. After twenty years of marriage our enthusiasm was beginning to wane from the wild activities of our early marriage and although we did not feel unduly deprived, we did start to wonder if there was some way in which we could spice up our sex lives.
One Saturday evening, about a month later, we were seriously considering writing to a contact magazine and were discussing the possibility of doing just that when there was a knock at the door.
"We're not expecting anyone, are we?" I asked as Betty got up to answer the door.
"Not that I'm aware of Tom." Betty replied as she left the room
When she opened the door, she got the surprise of her life. There, as large as life stood Dave Hanson, the ambulance driver who had taken Betty into hospital.
"Who is it darling?" I called from the lounge.
"It's Dave ... you know ... the ambulance driver."
"Hi Dave, it's nice to see you again. What brings you here? Do come in." Betty said, gesturing him to come inside.
"Oh I happened to be in the area and thought I would call and see how you were getting on. You had me pretty worried when I dropped you off at the hospital you know, and since then I have often thought about calling to see how you were, but we've been so busy, this is the first chance I've had."
Betty shut the door behind him and ushered him into the lounge then greeted him with a peck on the cheek and a friendly hug.
"I'm so glad you called, Dave." She said, "It's nice to know you haven't forgotten me."
Dave gave Betty a long appreciative glance then said "I can hardly believe this is the lady I rushed into hospital a month ago." He said turning to Tom. "She looks really wonderful now."
"As you can see, Betty's back to her old self now." I said. "You'll stop a while and have a drink with us won't you?"
"Thanks, I'd love to Tom, but I can't really stop now, I have my wife waiting for me in the car."
"Well, for goodness' sake, if that's all that's stopping you, go bring her in." I replied.
"Well if you're sure we wouldn't be imposing on your evening."
"No of course you wouldn't," Betty replied with a smile. "in fact it would brighten up what would probably be a mundane routine evening of nondescript TV."
Dave went out to his car and returned a few moments later with his wife whom he introduced. "This is Pat." He said, introducing her as they walked into the lounge.
Our first sight of Pat took our breath away. She was a gorgeous blond with shoulder length hair. She was tall and fairly plump, yet not fat. In fact she had a wonderful figure. I cast my eyes quickly over her body, trying not to make my inspection too obvious. She was wearing a knee length skirt which revealed a superb pair of nylon-clad legs, and a tight fitting sweater which covered yet emphasised a fantastic bosom. I couldn't take my eyes off her and after what seemed like an age, but in reality was only a couple of seconds, Betty stepped forward to greet her.
"Do come in Pat," Betty said warmly. "It's a pleasure to meet you. This is Tom, my husband."
"Pleased to meet you Pat." I said shaking her hand and giving her a welcoming peck on the cheek. She was wearing a wonderful scent and I found the aroma as quite arousing. Her handshake was warm and firm and I sensed that she held my hand for a little longer than I thought normal for a formal introduction.
"It's lovely to meet you too," she said. "Dave has told me about your emergency operation Betty and we have both been quite concerned, but you look wonderful now."
"Yes I'm fully recovered now thanks and, if you don't mind my saying, you look pretty wonderful yourself."
