Chap 04. Patrick. (February 1992.)
Fourteen months before my meeting with Gerry I enjoyed a unique encounter with Patrick. He was a guy of 40 I had occasional meetings with in my profession as *********, and it was after one such meeting that the following exciting story occurred.
Leaving Patrick's office I was vexed to find my car wouldn't start. Returning to his office I asked Patrick if he knew of a reputable local garage, my knowledge of the inner working of cars practically non existent, and he phoned one on my behalf.
It turned out that the car couldn't be fixed until the next day; apparently some part needed replacing which the garage didn't stock.
"Well that's left me in a bit of a quandary." I grumbled to Patrick, after ringing my office to apprise them of the situation.
He sympathized with my predicament and when I went on to ask about hotels in the area, offered me accommodation himself.
"The kids are away on holiday for half term at the moment so we've plenty of room and you won't be disturbed by their noise."
I thanked Patrick for his generous offer and waited while he finished off some work. We then drove to his house which proved to be a substantial looking detached property in a leafy suburb.
"I hope your wife's not going to be put out by the arrangement. I wouldn't want your generous offer to get you into trouble." I commented as he unlocked his front door and led the way inside.
"Oh didn't I say? Brenda's away with the children." Patrick replied airily and I looked sharply at the guy.
So that was his game. Well he wasn't unattractive and if I was going to be stuck in a strange town overnight I might as well have some fun.
"I see. Have you lured me to your house to have your wicked way with me then?"
"Something like that." Patrick admitted, his hand on my bottom steering me into the lounge. "After all you're a very attractive girl and as we're both at a loose end tonight why not enjoy ourselves."
He closed the door and placed his hands on my hips as we faced one another.
"My thoughts exactly." I smiled and Patrick visibly relaxed, knowing then he would achieve his objective, indeed the object of his desire was already feeling moist! Encouraged, Patrick moved his hands up to my breasts. "So you're not averse to a little hanky panky tonight?" Patrick asked his lips close to mine as he massaged them.
In answer I deftly unzipped Patrick's trousers and slipped my hand inside to locate a hot and very hard penis. His lips found mine, the delightful feel of his tongue probing my mouth boding well for when it would hopefully do likewise to my cunt.
"I must ring my husband to put him in the picture. Can I use your phone?"
I broke free before Patrick became over excited.
Ringing hubby I explained the situation to him and was about to hang up when Patrick took the phone from me.