I have a meeting in the countryside in Cheshire. It is with James Moore and Gemma Moore (his daughter) - a potential new client so am optimistic.
I get there in plenty of time and wait patiently in the reception. The receptionist rings over a cup of coffee and I relax as I wait to be seen.
Time runs on and the receptionist gets a call and apologises that they are runnning late.
When I do get in to be seen it is a strange meeting. They outline the work to be done and ask for a rough estimate of cost which I give them. They then tell me what their current provider charges (a bad sign) and ask can I beat it when I quote. I said I will go through the detail but I am confident I can be competitive. The attitude isnt right. They didnt ask me anything. I know its a stitch up and I can tell they just want a quote to beat down the price of the current guy they have in. Oh well so be it...
Its lunchtime now and as I hadnt specfically planned anything for the rest of the day I decided to grab a pub lunch.
I find a nice country pub and settle down with a pint of Guinness and shepherds pie.
Theres only a couple of pensioners in down at the other end of the bar. Im surprised because it is a decent pub, good food and comfortable.
Just then the door opens and a smartly dressed lady walks in - shes out of breath as its started raining and she obviously ran from her car. She goes up to the bar and orders a drink and a shepherds pie without looking at the menu - obviously a local and a regular.
She picks a table a few away from me and goes to the toilet - I assume to dry off a little.
As she comes back she turns to me and smiles "God its 6 months of bad weather 6 months of winter here." "Yes we could all do with some sunshine and heat" I respond,
She has a nice tan but counters with "Yes would prefer all day heat instead of a few minutes on the sunbed"
The guy from the kitchen brings over her food and has a brief chat with her. She is a friendly lady with a nice smile and a good figure. As she tucks in I say to her she made a good choice of food. She says that she comes in regularly and knows its one of their specialities. We begin to chat a little and there is a little bit of flirting but nothing too serious we are still sat at tables 2 apart!
I have finished my pie and just finishing my drink. Cant have another as driving. I wonder.....
Should I get a coffee and offer her one? I can see she is married too but we are just enjoying a bit of lunch not as if we have checked into a hotel.
As I get up to go to the bar she looks up so I ask "Just gettting a coffee would you like one?"
"oh I'd love one thank you"
I bring them down and she has finished her pie now. As I go to put the drink on her table she moves down slightly inviting me to sit with her which I willingly accept. We enjoy each others company, chat comes easily and we talk about all sorts of things, holidays, kids, houses, partners etc etc. Unless Im reading it wrong she has been flirting with me? She is wearing a white blouse and short black skirt. Dressed very smartly and smells of nice perfume. As she has crossed her legs I noticed as her skirt rises up she is wearing either hold ups or stockings. Thats a bit cheeky for a work day.....
We have finished our coffees and looks like it might be time to wrap things up? We agree its time to go. Maybe I should ask for her number. As we get up her hand brushes my leg as she reaches for the jacket she left over the chair. Its not by accident that!
We go outside, its stopped raining and brightened up a little. I see she has an old vintage Morris Minor. What a car. My uncles always had them when I was young and this one has been restored to mint condition.
I comment on this and tell her about the ones I used to play in when I was young. She says why dont we go for a spin. You can drive she says. What about insurance. Oh its covered by the company insurance.
Great. I throw my jacket onto the back seat and get in. She is sending a text then throws her jacket on top of mine. Just telling my son I will be a bit late home.
I drive carefully round the carpark and out onto the main road. I say that she will have to direct me as I dont really know around there. We carry on chatting enjoying the drive but 15 mins later we are back at the pub. She says could I pull up round the back as she will need to go in and reserve a table for tomorrow night - family meal - it gets busy so she wants to make sure they have one. Its what she meant to do before I distracted her....
We pull up round the back and I realise we are tucked away a little from the main car park. I turn to say thank you for the drive and I notice her stockings showing a little I smile and lean forward to kiss her...
I thought it would be just a friendly kiss but she kisses back and I start to kiss more. She has her arms around my neck and the kiss has become very passionate, Our tongues are dancing with each other as my hands run up and down her back and sides. Her hands are up the back of my shirt her nails rubbing against my skin
My hands start to unbutton her shirt and she reaches rounds and unhooks her bra,
My hand slides easily inside it feeling her hard nipple. I run my fingers over it and give it a little squeeze I can tell she likes this.
Her hand has now moved to my crotch and she is feeling how aroused I am as she strokes it through my trousers.
She looks up around at the pub and the car park. The turns back to me, she closes her blouse, steps out of the car and beckons me to slide across the seat
I do and as I am in the passenger seat she climbs in and straddles me. her blouse falls open and I now am able to lift her bra and kiss lick and suck her nipples. I can tell that she is enjoying this and I give them a friendly bite mmm
She has raised up on her knees a little and her hands are now undoing my button and zip. I can feel her hands start to rub my tip with her fingers. Im very turned on and my precum is making her fingers slip over me. Up and done my massaging my balls when her hand reaches the bottom,
my hands have slide under her skirt and up her thighs curious to see if shes wearing hold ups or stockings. Its stockings....wow, very sexy i whisper,
My fingers run up higher reaching her lacy knickers. I wonder what colour they are lol - white if they match the bra.
I have to stop her hand moving otherwise im going to cum but as i stop her hand my hand slides into her knickers. It is shaved and hot and very very wet. She must be as turned on as I am, my fingers start to move probing and sliding up and down over her clit hearing her moan. She bends over and whispers ( I get very very wet) I use my nose to move her bra so I can suck her nipples as my fingers pleasure her. Her body grinds against my fingers and I lick bite and suck her nipples as she gasps and mmmmmm oh god
She starts to squeal with pleasure and lifts her skirt to her waist places my hands on her arse and then slides her knickers to one side and slides down onto my hard cock
her juices immediately run over my cock and balls and i feel her hot wet juices,
As she starts to ride me sliding up and down I start to slap her arse not had but hard enough, She like that as she squeals again and we both cum
Her body collapses down on me kissing me and we both breath heavily feeling hot and sweating a little. When I look the windows have totally steamed up and we laugh as I point this out. We are a little uncomfortable as both need to use her box of tissues to clean up a little.
We kiss again and say how much we enjoyed the afternoon. Telephone numbers are exchanged. Is this a one off or the start of something? Time will tell.
We kiss deeply as long lingering kiss as I leave.
I reach in to get my jacket. As I lift mine I see on hers a name label Joanne Moore and the logo of the company I have just been to - so Mr Moore shafted me but god it was worth it.... |
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