CHAPTER 1
A cool evening breeze was reaching poolside as Raquel Rivers, sunglasses perched in her auburn hair, lowered the top of her green one-piece swimsuit to bare her nipples. She looked at them and sighed "Unloved", and bent down, tongue almost quivering, and licked her left nipple. A shiver rippled through her.
God she was horny, she sighed. Johnston would be away another three weeks.
Raquel missed being fucked. She had her box of toys but they were no substitute for her cock-proud husband who used it to play her like a fiddle, pulling her through all the moods of well-orchestrated bedroom sex and she performed like a fiddle should. And now, Raquel's need for it was gnawing at her.
The thought of jumping in her car and driving along Main Street and pulling up alongside every male she saw walking alone and calling out "Hi, want a ride?" and then allowing the first male who responded to ride her when they parked under the trees down at the river. Then the thought appalled her. God, who would she get – a guy with incurable clap?
No, there had to be a better way.
That evening the kitchen sink drain blocked. "Damn, fuck the world," yelled the frustrated Raquel after poking a meat skewer down the outlet pipe to no avail.
She called four plumbers but none answered their after-hours phones and why should they, she scowled. At the prices they charged they would be eating out in style. At morning coffee break next day she moaned about plumbers and remembered she hadn't called any.
"Don't bother calling – none will turn out to unblock a sink at short notice," said Brian, the financial controller. "You'll be placed on a waiting list that they work at when big work runs out."
"The assholes," yelled Raquel, who was the company's operations manager and currently acting managing director.
The know-all head of public relations Sylvia suggested Raquel talk to the company's IT manager Austin Cooper whose father ran the city's largest plumbing supplies company.
"Where would that get me?"
"I know Austin's mother and remember her telling me he worked in plumbing during term breaks at college because it paid three times as much as he would earn working in his dad's warehouse."
Back in her office Raquel sent her PA to fetch Austin. He arrived, looking tall and curly with broad shoulders and wide chest that suggested goodness knows what else.
"Yes Mrs Rivers. Wendy said you had a plumbing problem. Shouldn't you see a gynecologist for that?"
Raquel's mouth opened in shock. She was about to chew the jerk's ear when she remembered her kitchen sink was half-full of water becoming a little more putrid by the hour.
"Ha-ha ha-ha," she laughed, annoyed it sounded suspiciously faked, being in high falsetto and lacking spontaneity.
"That wasn't a spontaneous laugh," Austin complained.
She snarled, "Complain to a judge. My kitchen sink drain is blocked."
"Mrs Rivers, with all due respect we in IT are not available to make house calls and that's by order of Mr Rivers. Does that leave you up the river without a paddle?"
"Listen here you..."
"On the other hand I could do the work in my own time."
"Ah Austin. Please sit down and negotiate fairly with a lady."
He sat and looked around the office and said it was opulent compared with his dog box. Raquel said the offices of top executives were fitted out and had décor to impress the public. IT was not used to impress the public and judging by the moans she heard from her staff neither did IT impress some of the company's workforce.
"Is that a criticism or just a cattish way women find to tread on a guy's toes?"
"Oooh, oooh. Our IT manager is sensitive. Consider it just a little aside, expressed neutrally."
"You have a clever tongue Mrs Rivers."
"Thank you Austin. I'm told you perform well above your predecessor. Bill Aiken stated that at our executive meeting two weeks ago. As Bill said it, it must be true."
"And a flatterer. I could end up liking you Mrs Rivers. My car has been turned in and the replacement is not due here until after midday tomorrow. You drive me home to unblock the sink and serve me a splendid dinner and then send me home in a cab using your company card. I'm between girlfriends at the moment so eat alone and my miserable dinner tonight was to be fish cakes and fries. How's that for a deal?"
"I like it. Marcia told me you worked as a plumber during college breaks. So is unblocking a drain a breeze for you?"
"Usually."
"What about tools?"
"Mr Rivers has a workshop doesn't he?"
"A messy workbench with tool thingies not hung back on the wall, yes."
"Is the under sink plumbing plastic or metal?"
"How would I know?"
"Is the piping white, stainless or copper?"
"That's easy. It's white."
"Then I'll only require a bucket, cloth and an adjustable wrench in case any of the fittings is screwed on overly tight."
"Mr Cooper under my kitchen bench with a wench. Whatever next Austin?"
He laughed and Raquel looked pleased. She asked him to be at her car at 5:15.
It was a pleasant drive to the Plymouth Drive with conversation continuing to flow easily because Raquel was keen to have her drainpipe unblocked.
"You have a lovely property," Austin said, following the lovely ass of Johnston Rivers' second wife into the imposing home amid two acres of garden, lawn and with an outdoor-indoor pool.
"Yes, I'm very happy in this set-up. Here we are. Sit at the table and start off with a beer or would you join me with a wine?"
"Wine please," said the 28-year-old albino-haired computer tech, eyeing the curvy and perky 36-year-old dressed tightly in blue who was acting-boss of Rivers Fitness and Home Gym Supplies Corporation.
She poured the wines and said. "Go ahead, I'm off to slip into something more comfortable." She returned four sips of wine by Austin later dressed in a loose top and a short denim skirt, her hair unpinned and her make-up removed looking very homely and cute.
"Oooh Mrs Rivers!"
Raquel was happy to hear that exclamation. She'd thought when pouring the wine she had an acceptable guy in the house. She wanted a fuck. Presumably it was there for the taking.
"Tell me about your social life Austin?"
He droned on while Raquel thought about his cock and if he'd treat her kindly but with enough action to get her away. She felt her breasts tighten and squeezed her thighs in and to show her interest she injected a "That's interesting." Judging by Austin's surprised look she wondered had had been talking about a death in the family.
She poured him another wine before he had time to say he must get under her sink and thought of removing her panties because Austin would have an under-skirt view from down there.
"Are you attempting to get me drunk Mrs Rivers?"
"Oh Austin."
Her evasive reply appeared to amuse him and Raquel congratulated herself for being so mysterious, so subtle. She thought the guy would be eyeing her breasts, licking his lips and turned to eye him for conformation but found him staring at the ceiling and pulling a hair from his nose.
Oh god!
"Tell me about your sexual experience Austin?"
