Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (87) Yacht Club Rules

It was a beautiful summer day when Commander James Pendlebury drove towards the Sharpington Head Yacht Club.
He was on his way to buy a ticket for the Midsummer Ball which marked the end of the Regatta.
He parked the car in the member carpark and walked inside the Yacht Club and went directly to the office of Ivana Tombs.
Ivana was a very stern looking young woman with short brown hair who managed the commercial side of the club.
She never smiled and always peered superciliously over her specs at everyone, not a joyful looking person by any means.
He knocked on the door and was met with a surly monosyllabic response.
“Come” it uttered
So he went,
“Good morning Miss Tombs and how are you today?”
“What do you want Commander?” she snapped
“I’m very busy”
Trying to maintain his good mood he persevered.
“A ticket for the big bash please Miss Tombs”
“Do you by any chance mean the Sharpington Head Yacht Club Midsummer Ball?” she asked
“Yes that’s the one” he replied
“Just the one ticket?” she replied, “Not bringing a guest?”
“No just me” he replied “I figured I’ll just get lucky on the night”
“£90” she said getting up from her desk and preparing to walk over to the filling cabinet.
James made no effort to get out of the way and indeed narrowed the gap so she had to squeeze past him and rub her pert little bottom against him.
When she had got through the gap he followed very close behind her and positioned himself so that he could firstly stare down her gaping blouse at her beautiful lace cupped tits and then be in situ as she opened the draw and stepped backwards thus placing herself in his arms.
His position was perfect and she reversed right against him
“For goodness sake Commander Pendlebury” she barked
“I’m terribly sorry Miss Tombs, truly I am”
“£90” she snapped
He took out his wallet and paid her in cash, she took the money and along with the ticket she gave him a look that said
“Why are you still here? I have more important things to be doing”
“Good bye Miss Tombs and thank you” he said insincerely “Sorry again for my clumsiness”
But before he got to the door Miss Tombs got there first
“Just a word before you go Commander” she said quietly and started poking a bony finger in his chest
“If you do get lucky at the Ball on Saturday night and it’s not with me I’ll cut your rigging so you’ll only be able to take part in the ladies races next year”
Then she quickly glanced over her shoulder before she kissed him.