It was the first week in June when Neil Kuschel found himself sitting in the reception at Pangbourne, Parker and Knowles, who were the solicitors handling his divorce.
He wasn’t there for anything specific it just happened that he was in Shallowfield for the day.
He had an important lunchtime meeting with a client and a less important Dinner meeting with his soon to be ex-wife, so as he was left with some time to kill, and as he was in the vicinity, he thought he
would sandwich the solicitors in the middle and pop in to make sure they weren’t dragging their heels.
It was often a case of, out of sight out of mind, with solicitors in his experience, although they always remembered you when money was due.
Anyway he sat there for about an hour waiting for Ms. Baxter to become available, whom he presumed to be some Manish ball breaker who enjoyed keeping people waiting.
So when he saw an attractive woman, tall and slender in her early thirties wearing a tailored business suit and spectacles, he thought to himself she must be Ms. Baxter’s personal assistant.
“Mr. Kuschel?” She said holding out her hand “sorry to keep you waiting”
He took the offered hand, and she gripped his firmly
“Linda Baxter, so pleased to meet you”
“Like wise, please call me Neil” he replied and she smiled broadly and said
“Would you like to come through then Neil?”
She led the way and he followed on and the receptionist caught him staring at Ms. Baxter’s rather delightful derriere and she frowned at him but he just shrugged and carried on looking at the neat rolling buttocks.
Neil spent a very pleasant hour with the very un-Manish Ms. Baxter who he thought was nothing like the ball breaker he imagined, as they went through the relevant papers and she assured him that everything would be tied up with a bow in the coming few weeks.
However he didn’t take in everything she was saying, due to a combination of the posh plummy tones of her voice, which he found very seductive, always a turn on for him, and the very sexy way she peered over the top of her spectacles, and the fact she was very pleasing on the eye didn’t hurt and besides Neil had always had a soft spot for a posh well-dressed woman.
And she was very attractive, possibly even glamorous, so Linda Baxter was certainly alluring, and it was an allure which attracted his attention, particularly when she leant over the desk or when she was sitting back in her chair and he got to see her magnificent long legs.
But when she walked around the room was when she really got his attention.
When the time came to leave and they shook hands again and it was slow and lingering and he thought how comfortable her soft manicured hand was in his.
Linda smiled as if she could read his mind, he wasn’t sure if she could or not but there was definitely a look in her eyes, and they were looking at him.
“If your wife signs the papers you could drop them in the office, I’m here until 9” she said and he thought that sounded like an invitation.
“I’ll see you later then” he responded
When he left her office he walked past the receptionist who was, according to her lapel badge, Catherine Kimber, for some reason gave him a very disdainful look.
The Dinner with his wife was just as tedious as he thought it would be so he felt no guilt at all about ducking out early, in fact as soon as he had secured her signature, he made his excuses and left.
He returned back to Pangbourne, Parker and Knowles just before 8.30 and the security guard let him in.
“Miss Baxter is expecting you” he said “Do you know the way?”
“Yes I know the way” Neil replied
“Ok I’ll let her know you’re on the way up” the guard said and Neil smiled.
He walked past Catherine Kimber’s empty desk and then he heard her wonderful plummy tones.
“Hello Mr. Kuschel”
She said from the shadowy corridor and aided by the exotic heady fragrance that filled the room, the mental pictures of her as she had been earlier filled his head, the tailored skirt, white blouse and black tights, but when she emerged from the shadows she was dressed much less formally.
He gave her a good look over and was pleased and his final appraisal was a favourable one.
“I take it this is an informal meeting” he said
Linda giggled and turned around and headed down a long corridor and he followed her.
“I have the papers” he said
“Excellent” she said “Then perhaps we could go for a drink now”
“What a great idea” he concurred but almost the second he’d finished talking the affair between them had begun and it began with a simple kiss that ended up being something much more complicated for them both.
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