“Hello...” she sounded
“Hiya..I need your help at some point today, I’ve got a pitbull who was involved in an RTA and your expert assistance would be appreciated. The old couple who own him are worried that he won’t survive”
“If you need me, you need me”, I could hear her moving around her front room, muting the television.
“I’ll give you a bell later on, all dependent on what they say”
“Sure Maddie”, Lisa hung up and I headed back to Mr and Mrs Crabb who were sitting in the waiting room, the looks on their faces I had seen half a dozen times before with other cases of animals relying on their owners' decisions to decide their fate.
“Well...” I asked them as Mr Crabb stood up and looked at me.
“I don’t care how much it costs and how long it takes, please make Max better Doctor White”, came his reply with his face full with emotion.
“OK, when I’ve completed the surgery you will be the first to know, the best thing to do is go home and rest, you look like you both need...Don’t worry we’ll do our best” , I showed them to the door and said goodbye.
Lisha arrived with her engine growling as she came to a halt outside the clinic, she opened her car door and stepped out onto the ground.
“Maddie..” her greeting sounded jovial
“Lisha..how was your afternoon” I asked quizzically
“All good, nothing but Days of our lives on dvd” she replied while we walked into the clinic.
We both scrubbed up and went into the operating theatre. Jenna was already there monitoring Max’s. levels of anesthetic, the repetitive beeps of the monitors filling the room.
The surgery went as well as expected, I repaired the perforated spleen and Lisha strapped Max’s ribs. We placed him in the recovery room where he came round slowly, he looked dazed and confused.
We both cleaned up and decided to head back to mine, I popped my head around the corner and saw the clock...’8:35’.
“Jenna, would you lock up please, make sure Max is comfortable...Let the Crabbs know they can see him tomorrow”, Jenna looked up from her book and replied, “Sure...I’ll see you tomorrow...don’t do anything I wouldn’t do..”, she returned to her engrossing book.
Lisha was waiting outside with the sound of her Crossfire purring, she looked up at me and waved.
“Ok,I’m coming...stop being impatient”, she smiled at me like a grinning Cheshire cat who had just eaten the biggest bowl of cream he had ever clapped his eyes on.
I closed the door and looked at Lisha, who had put the car in gear and moved across the parking lot towards the main road.
“You fancy Italian food tonight, I’ve heard good things about Puccini Pinetti in San Francisco”
“San Francisco?” she looked at me like I said something crazy.
“Yeah, you can drive us, we can always have a cheeky bottle before hand, you know to loosen us up a bit. It’s been kinda hectic”, I pulled out my phone to check my messages as Lisha decided to overtake a truck carrying large logs.
“Oh..come on, let's not do anything crazy shall we, lets save that to later” Lisha winked at me as she continued down the freeway.
Later on that evening we headed into San Francisco, passing through North Beach, Russian Hill and South of Market. We pulled up outside the restaurant and I got out.
“Just going to find somewhere to park, grab a table and I’ll meet you inside” she said as she pulled off.
Puccini Pinetti was one of those Italian restaurants that was always packed, the only available tables were on the first floor.
The bow-tied waiter directed me to a plain looking elevator, the doors opened and I stepped in. I heard a familiar voice shout out,
“Hold the doors please”, I couldn’t believe who I saw walking briskly across the floor navigating his way to me. My pupils dilated as he entered the lift, his scent filled my nose as I felt a little tingle in between my legs.
He was dressed in tight black jeans and a white tee-shirt ,Daniel Ace looked beautiful. I could feel the electricity between as he stood next to me as the door closed ,
“Miss White, What an unexpected surprise”, his voice drawing me in.
“Mr Ace, and the reason you're here then?”, I asked him, looking into his eyes, ‘God those eyes were so crystal clear and so hypnotizing’.
“My dinner date with Carl Anderson, one of my many sub-contractors, lots of business talk”, his response came at me like waves. I knew then that I wanted him, wanting to slam him against the elevator wall and kiss him hard.
“And your reason for being here? Dinner with some handsome guy?, he knew I wasn’t here with a man, he knew that he was teasing me.
“No...I’m here with a friend.. Lisha”, my answer directed at his remark. The atmosphere in the elevator had become intolerable.
‘Fuck this’, I grabbed Daniel by the shoulders and pushed him hard against the cold steel mirrored wall and kissed him on his thick juicy lips, he looked surprised but he responded by kissing me back as hard as he could. I could taste his saliva as we exchanged fluids, his tongue clashing with mine, the taste of peppermint chewing gum filling my mouth. I could feel my pussy start to get wet, he grabbed the back of my neck and forced his tongue deeper into my mouth. I could feel his manhood grow underneath his jeans, its bulbous head pushing against me.
The beginnings of an orgasm started to build up in my stomach as our teeth clashed and tongues mingled.
“Fuck...” I came up for air, pushing Daniel back. The air was clammy and hot, as my breath became shallow.
Daniel came closer to my face and whispered.
“I want to bend you over, pull your underwear aside and fuck you until you cum and watch as your juices flow down the inside of your legs” his statement made me tingle.
“Not now.. Daniel...” the lift door opened as we composed ourselves. I spotted Lisha sitting at a table nursing a glass of wine. I walked over to her and took my seat, looking at the menu to avoid speaking until I had calmed down.
“You look a little hot”, her question aimed at my appearance.
“I’m ok, it’s just the air conditioning playing havoc with me”, Lisha went back to her drink and started to scan the menu, I knew she didn’t believe me.
I felt my phone buzz and I looked at the screen, it was a text from an unknown number.
‘MISS WHITE IAM STILL WAITING TO BEND YOU OVER AND FUCK YOUR SWEET HOT PUSSY AND PULL MY COCK OUT AND CUM ACROSS YOUR BODY’
I could feel more heat enter my cheeks as I read the text, the thought of Daniel’s hard manhood, it's pulsating as it came to me.
I thought about texting him back, and pushed the thought out of my head.
Lisha ordered for both of us as made my excuses.
“I’m merely going to pop to the wash room and freshen up” I knew Lisha thought I was making it up.
“Sure, don’t be long or the food will get cold” she replied, taking another sip of wine.
I headed towards the restrooms and saw Daniel do the same, his guest watching him from their table. I knew we would bump into each other again, the thoughts of us in the elevator caused a shiver to go down my back.
I pushed the door to the ladies room and Daniel grabbed my arm, and pulled me into a private dining room that was empty.
We both stood there in the dimly lit room,
“How can you do that, just leave me wanting more?” his question making my mouth water.
“You know I would follow you, how could you not expect me to come after you”. I stood there silently taking him in, his tight tee-shirt revealing his perfectly formed chest, his black jeans revealing his perfectly formed cock.
“I couldn’t help myself, look I have to go back to Lisha, she’s waiting for me” I knew my reply had deflated his ego.
“So I’ll still see you tomorrow then?” his eyes looking at me like a rabbit caught in headlights.
I turned around and put my hand on the door handle, Danie
l grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into him. His lips pushing against mine, I parted mine and let his tongue envelop the inside of my mouth, the taste of peppermint lingering. I bit the bottom of his mouth and he let out a moan, I pushed him back.
“Look, I really need to get back to Lisha”, I told him firmly.
I opened the door to the private room and left, turning into the ladies room.
When I finally got back to our table, Lisha was eating her food with mine being kept warm,
“You ok Mad?, she asked as I took my seat, trying to divert her attention away from my little meeting with Daniel
“Yeah, it’s a little bit too hot in here don’t you think?”, Lisha looked at me and smiled.
“Well that waiter over there is making me a little hot, I thought I saw you chatting to Daniel Ace over by the restrooms”, her tone changing slightly.
“We were having a quick chat about our forthcoming meeting to arrange what needed doing”, I hated the fact I was lying to Lisha about what had actually happened.
I quickly turned to conversation to Dr Van Beek the man whose job I was currently doing,
“So when do you think Van Beek’s going to make an appearance”, I asked between mouthfuls of Spaghetti.
“He’s loving his time in the Bahamas, with all those dusky maidens...you know how it is, old men and young women”, Lisha laughed at the thought of Van Beek on the beach with a bevy of beauties.
“At least I have you by my side Lish...good moral support” I smiled at her as she picked up her glass.
“Well here’s to moral support and not getting harassed by old men”, we clinked our glasses together and continued to eat.
As the night progressed we decided to head to Ruby Skye and ‘party’ the night away for a few hours. Arriving outside we could see that the queue was long, if Joey was on the door it would be a simple hello and we would be inside. Lisha drove her car along the curb and a waist coated Valet appeared and parked her.
“Be very careful with my baby, any scratches on her and I’ll withhold your tip and possibly remove your nuts”, the valet carefully drove the crossfire away and me and Lisha walked up the steps that led to the door. Joey was on and he waved us in with a smile.
The atmosphere inside the club was electric, with the thump of speakers rattling my fillings.
“Drink?”, Lisha asked as we headed towards the bar, a good looking man stood behind the bar mixing cocktails. We attempted to make ourselves heard, but all it took was Lisha and me flashing our cleavage and he came over to us.
“What can I get you beautiful ladies?”, his voice purring at us and his eyes facing our chests.
“Two bottles of Coors...”, he moved behind him and took the cold bottles out of the fridge and handed them to us.
“There you are...$16.50...”, I handed him a twenty and told him to keep the change.
Navigating through the dance floor we headed towards a couple of seats that were covered in red velvet fabric.
“Seems like a popular place tonight..plenty of guys looking for some fun...”, Lisha’s eyes began to scan the room looking for the right guy or was is Mr Right Now.
“Been here a few times, although don’t look now, there’s a couple of guys heading our way.
Two overdressed men in their thirties approached our table and I knew Lisha was in her element.
“Can I help you..”, Lisha asked as she lowered her top slightly.
“Me and my friend wondered if you would like a drink?”, the taller man looking at Lisha, the shorter of the men kept looking at me.
“Drink, of course...something fancy Maddie?”, she winked at me and continued to lead them on.
“Sure honey.. Champagne? ...” the man had now sat down next to Lisha and his friend next to me. I could smell his cologne and taste it, cheap and nasty.
“Paul, get us some champagne will ya!”, his friend who was sitting next to me who was apparently called Paul stood up and headed towards the bar.
“So you have been here before then? ...?”, Lisha looked at me and then looked at him
“Um..No..I’m Lisha this is Maddie, were here on vacation”, the lie that Lisha had told seemed to fool the man.
“Well I’m Sam and the man coming back with the champagne is Paul, were from L.A”, he pointed to Paul who was weaving in and out of the crowd with a bottle of champagne and four glasses.
“Well here we are...”, he placed the glasses on the table and filled them with the champagne, the bubbles rising to the surface.
Chapter Eight
“What shall we celebrate then?” Lisha asked as she handed me a glass and picked her’s up.
“Here’s to beautiful women and successful partying”, as Sam raised his glass up, I looked at Lisha and she looked at me, we both knew these guys were schmucks.
“Here here”, I sat drinking my champagne in one gulp.
“Gee...you sure can drink Maddie”, Paul retorted, with him doing the same. I watched as Sam pulled the yawning trick and put his arm behind Lisha, she knew what he had done and from what I saw she didn’t. mind.
“So what do you guys do then..something interesting?”, directing my question at Paul who had attempted the same trick but had been rebuffed by me.
“We're in property development, with Sam over there running a business from Hollywood”, I knew he was playing a line.
“Property huh?”, I played his bluff and he picked up his glass and refilled it.
“Um..yeah property for the stars”, Lisha looked at me and winked.
“So what do you fancy doing later then, Sam?”, she placed her right hand on his leg and watched his face change color.
“Anything you want Lisha...my place?” he replied looking a little uncomfortable.
“Sure Sam, what about you Mad?”, she asked knowing that I would say no to anything involving a guy wearing cheap cologne.
“I’m going to head home in a bit and sort the dogs out and sleep, it’s been a long day Lish”, I stood up and moved past Paul who looked a little disappointed.
“I’ll catch you tomorrow Lish...oh and good luck”, I winked at her as I left the club. Hailing a cab, which screeched up beside me I got in and told the driver to take me home.
Approaching my road I could see fire trucks fly past me with several police cars behind, in the distance I could see a fire, and as I came closer to it, it appeared to be a pile up. Out of nowhere a stolen coupe came flaring past me with the police in hot pursuit, I watched as the car lost control and careered into the already dangerous situation. The cab pulled up as close as it could to my house, as I saw Ant waiting outside and looking down the road.
As we stood there we saw more emergency services turn up to deal with the multiple collisions, the fire trucks trying to free the people trapped in their cars.
“Fucking kids stealing somebodies car and deciding to wrap it around a wall” I never heard Ant swear before, but it was appropriate.
“I’m not surprised, I wouldn’t like to be the parents who get a knock on the door from a cop”, we both entered the house and Ant headed for the garage.
My phone buzzed and another text message popped onto the screen; it was Lisha.
‘THANKS FOR THE CAR AND DINNER, YOUR A STAR! LOLXX LOVE YOU LOADS XX LISHA XX’
I started to type a reply, Lisha was a sweet friend who had always had my back and was there when I needed her.
‘YOUR WELCOME SWEETIE, XX
I put my phone back into my pocket and headed to my room. The welcoming darkness making me relaxed, I pulled my dress and jacket off , and my silk underwear as I got into bed, thoughts of tonight's encounter with Daniel making me tingle. I drifted off to sleep and dreamed. I could see Daniel float towards me with his cock outstretched before him and he plunged it deep in me, it felt bigger than it had before, with every stroke making me squirt harder than before, with his spunk spurting all over my pussy and body it’s warmness making me cum again and again...
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sp; The loud bleeps of the alarm clock awoke me at 7am, the blinking digits screaming at me, ‘Fuck...I should really not dream like that’, my thoughts turned to the wetness beneath me.
I must of squirted in my sleep, the smell lingering underneath the covers. I stood up and headed into my bathroom and showered quickly, I could hear Alice milling around in the kitchen, the smell of baking filling the house. I toweled myself dry and pulled on a Ralph Lauren tee-shirt and slacks and headed into the kitchen where Alice had placed freshly baked cinnamon muffins onto the breakfast bar, Alice had always had a way of enticing me to eat breakfast since the day she came into my employment six months earlier. I reminisced about that July afternoon when Alice Miller arrived at my house looking a little flustered with her resume in her hand.
“Miss White” she queried, she appeared to be dressed in a blue raincoat
“Miss Miller, I presume” I moved to the side and allowed to enter my home, we walked over to the couch and sat down.
“The housekeeper position is still available?, I was hoping that we could dispense with the niceties and get down to business”, I looked at her smiling
“To the point then Miss Miller...yes the position is available, I had to let Miss Lolan go due to her pilfering items from the kitchen” I told her as she handed me her resume. I glanced through Alice’s previously held positions and looked impressed.
“I see you spent several years as a chambermaid at The Hyatt Regency, any reason that you left that job”, I could see the question had caused a small smile to appear on her face, as she moved to unbutton her coat.
“To many advances from hotel employees..” she answered, I understood why she was the object of my men, she wore a white blouse that tried to contain her perk bosom and as I looked at her face I could see that her lips had a cupid's bow, her lips beginning to be kissed. She knew that I was looking at her, and that I could feel my cheeks beginning to go red. My imagination began to run away with it, of her running her mouth down my body, making sure to kiss every inch of my body, her tongue darting across my nipples towards my pussy. I could feel her tongue across my clit and her mouth kissing every inch of it. I snapped out of the daydream and returned to her resume to distract me from her and after a few moments that seem to have lasted an eternity I looked up at her.
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