A Not So Chance Encounter

A NOT SO CHANCE ENOUNTER.

This story follows on from "The Stranger: the girl with the TT" where the author met with the publisher's representative at a book event.

"Dobbin and Wiles publishers" the voice on the phone said, "How can I help you?" It was a very pleasant almost sultry voice, but not one he recognised.

"Ah, yes, I hope you can. You see I was at a writer's function last week and I ran into one of your colleagues, but I didn't get her contact details. I was wondering if you could let me have them, or if not you could leave her a message, as I would like to get in touch with her and follow up on our conversation. Would that be possible?" He enquired.

"I will have to look and see which of our representatives that was sir, if you will just hold on a moment" she replied. He heard her call out something indistinct. Then she returned to the phone "was that the Kings Lynn author's meeting?" she asked.

"Yes, that's right. Last Thursday early evening." He replied to her.

"I'm afraid that we don't appear to have had anyone from Dobbin and Wiles present at that event" she said, "are you sure the rep said it was our company?" She enquired.

"Definitely" he responded. "She even went onto talk about the type of material you publish. She was a very striking woman, I would say about 5 foot 8, dusky blonde hair, cut quite short. You sure its not one of your reps?" He insisted.

"Definitely not one our rep's sir, but if you leave your number I can ask around some of the other publishers who attended. Maybe she gave you the wrong name. Anything else I can help you with today?" she asked.

"Nothing else thank you. You have my number on your phone I imagine, so if you do find out who it was, I would be most keen to contact her." He hung up and scratched his head. "Damn strange" he said to no one but himself, and returned to his desk, where he had started the story about the girl in the Audi TT.

Meanwhile the receptionist at Dobbin and Wiles got up from her desk and walked through to the main office. Sat at her desk overlooking the River Great Ouse was her boss. She was twiddling a pencil and clearly thinking about something as she took in the waterfront view facing her.

"Vanessa" she said "you know you said to let you know if any one phoned about the Kings Lynn authors function"

"Yes" replied Vanessa "why?"

"Well, some chap just phoned wanting to know who the rep was who he met at the function last week. I told him it wasn't one of our people, he left his number, saying he would like to continue the conversation they had." She paused, as Vanessa turned around and sucked the end of the pencil, in an almost seductive way.

"Did you get his number Emily?" Vanessa enquired.

"Yes, it's here" she handed Vanessa a piece of paper with a mobile number written on it. Vanessa looked at it and smiled. There was a name, Alex Brunacci with a number.

"Thank you, Emily, leave it with me" she said and Emily returned to her desk at reception.

"Well, well" Vanessa said to herself "so he has tracked me down. Only took him a week. Let's see what he has to say for himself." The memory of that meeting last Thursday was still vividly implanted in her mind. She had t admit she found him very attractive and the sex was unbelievable, but she was cautious. She had looked him up from the list of attendees. He was quite a prolific writer of erotic material. She had downloaded a couple of his short stories and she had to admit they were very good, erotic but not pornographic, just as he had explained.

She picked up the phone on her desk and then put it down. Maybe this was a call best left till after work she decided. The rest of the day her mind was on that phone call and the events of that evening at the book review. She wanted the day to end so she could pursue this encounter further.

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He wondered, after the phone call to Dobbin and Wiles, whether he would hear back from the company. He was certain she had told him that was who she worked for, so he had that correct, though she could have been covering herself using another company name. Whatever happened he had found the evening with the woman with the TT captivating and wanted to pursue things further he only he could discover her whereabouts.

He had sat at his computer for three days furiously typing away, writing up the latest story, largely based on the experience with the mystery woman. It was now completed and submitted for publication online. He was pleased with the finished product, having sent a draft to his editor for her corrections and approval.

It was now gone 6.30pm and he had heard nothing from Dobbin and Wiles, so he assumed they had not been successful in tracking down the mysterious woman, when he phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was a withheld number.

"Not another damn cold call" he thought out loud and was about to cancel the call when something made him answer it. "Hello" he answered.

"Is that Alex Brunacci?" a female voice asked.

"Yes, this is Alex" he replied. The voice sounded vaguely familiar, but he was not able to place it.

"I am from Dobbin and Wiles" the woman said "I understand you were looking for a colleague whom you met at the recent Kings Lynn book presentation last week. Is that correct?" The voice continued.

"Yes, that is right. We had a very interesting conversation, and I wanted to get in touch with her, if that was possible. Is that possible?" he continued.

"Well as our receptionist said, none of our of representatives were at the function, but I do know that there might be a possibility that at the next function, which is in four weeks' time, at Ely she might be attending, as it is another of the same grouping. Are you an author or publisher or agent?" she enquired.

"I am an author" he replied. "So, I will no doubt get an invite to the event, and hopefully she might be there."

"Did you get a name?" the woman enquired "that might help us, as she is not one of our employees."

"Sadly not. But thank you for your help anyway, hopefully I might run into her at the Ely event next month." He closed the call, and sat down. "Damn" he said out loud, hopeful that they might have been able to provide some information "Oh well I will just have to wait until the Ely event."

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It was just after 6.30pm. Vanessa had been home for half an hour when she decided to give Alex Brunacci a call. She dialled his number and waited for him to answer. I just hope he doesn't think it's a cold call, as her number would be withheld.

"Hello" he answered.

"Is that Alex Brunacci?" Vanessa asked.

"Yes, this is Alex" he replied. His voice sounded just as it had that evening, it took her mind back to their meeting the previous week.

"I am from Dobbin and Wiles" Vanessa said "I understand you were looking for a colleague whom you met at the recent Kings Lynn book presentation last week. Is that correct?" She continued.

"Yes, that is right. We had a very interesting conversation, and I wanted to get in touch with her, if that was possible. Is that possible?" he replied.

"Well as our receptionist said, none of our of representatives were at the function, but I do know that there might be a possibility that at the next function, which is in four weeks' time, at Ely she might be attending, as it is another of the same grouping. Are you an author or publisher or agent?" Vanessa responded, twisting her hair between her fingers, thinking of how she could meet him again under almost covert circumstances. She wanted to play the mystery woman for a while. She smiled waiting for his response.

"I am an author" he replied. "So, I will no doubt get an invite to the event, and hopefully she might be there."

"Did you get a name?" Vanessa enquired, knowing that she had not said a word about her name that evening "that might help us, as she is not one of our employees."

"Sadly not. But thank you for your help anyway, hopefully I might run into her at the Ely event next month." He closed the call and vanessa smiled to herself "Oh well Alex Brunacci" she said "you will just have to wait until the Ely event."

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4 weeks later Alex Brunacci walked into the Lamb Hotel in Ely. It was hardly salubrious, a three-star hotel, with basic facilities. He had received the invitation two weeks ago, an event hosted by the Cambridgeshire Online writer's society. It was a small gathering, with some familiar faces from the Kings Lynn event. The weather had not helped; it was wet windy and cold. The darkening evenings of Autumn had settled in fully now and he had been in two minds whether to attend or not, but the attraction of possibly running into the mysterious woman convinced him otherwise. He surveyed the room before sitting down but did not see her there. The host welcomed every one ad introduced the speaker for the evening who was going to talk about the merits and pitfalls of using AI in creative writing.

Alex was only really half listening, as he kept looking around to see if the woman had arrived. Was he getting a bit obsessed with seeing her again? She had been the focus of two further stories he had written recently, and he had a third in the planning stage.

He detected a movement at the back of the room, and glanced around. There sitting two rows from the back, it was her. Her unmistakable attractiveness, almost beauty he might say. Not wanting to distract from the talk he concentrated sitting forward, but silently pleased that the woman from Dobbin and Wiles had been correct that she would attend this evening. It made the journey through the awful weather worthwhile.

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Vanessa drove through the rain and dark the short distance to the Lamb Hotel, she could have walked from her house but in this weather that was just not going to happen. She had returned home from the office and got changed. She wated to wear something suitably seductive for the occasion but nothing too outlandish for what was going to be a pretty boring and staid event. AI and writing did little to enthuse her in all honesty. Apart from Alex Brunacci.

She picked out a dark blue Chanel dress, which was quite figure hugging and short enough to show off hr legs, but not excessively so. Dark blue stockings, not tights, and heels to complement and tonight she would need a topcoat given the weather, she chose her leather coat which would contrast the clothes underneath.

Vanessa drove the short distance to the hotel and parked in the street opposite the venue. Skipping over the road avoiding puddles she strolled into the hotel reception and followed the signs to the event. Opening the door as quietly as she could she looked at the gathering of people sitting listening to the guest speaker. It took a while and then thought she had spotted him, four rows from the front, sitting by himself Iin the middle. She took a seat two rows from the back and as she moved the chair as she did so, she saw him turn around and their eyes met briefly. It was him. It gave her a tingle inside. She was going to enjoy the evening after all.

The talk finished and there were a few questions posed by the audience, after which the chairwoman said there were drinks, light snacks and an opportunity to network for those who wanted to stay. Vanessa remained seated, waiting for Alex to get up and come over to her. "No need to be impatient, play a bit hard to get" she thought.

Alex got up from his seat and walked to the back of the room, stopping at the row Vanessa was sitting. She was two seats from the end, so her sat down beside her.

"Hello again, lovely to see you" he said, "I had hoped to see you here, glad to see you come on such a filthy night."

"I was in two minds" Vanessa replied "but as it's a local evet I thought I might as well support the event" she continued "and yes, lovely to see you again. How have you been?"

"Good thank you" Alex replied, "I really enjoyed our evening last time, and wondered if I might see you here, though I was uncertain if you might come, as no one knew who you worked for."

"Oh really?" Vanessa said "I thought I had said who my company was" she added. "But anyway, here we are."

"Yes, here we are" he replied, "shall we get a drink here or do you fancy going somewhere else?"

"Oh I think we can find somewhere better than here, don't you?" Vanessa responded, picking up her coat and standing up. She smoothed her dress down, giving him the opportunity to look at her figure.

"I must say that you do look stunning" he complemented her. "Very understated in an elegant way" he added. He helped her on with her coat and they walked to the reception. Vanessa now had to make a decision, where to go with Alex? Should she take him back to her place or should they find a place to eat first. "Sod finding a place to eat" she thought, "You fancy getting a takeaway and coming back to my place?" she asked, smiling invitingly.

"Sounds a great idea. I don't mind any takeaway. What did you have in mind?" he replied.

"There is a nice Indian, or rather Bangladeshi take away around the corner, Sylhet, if you fancy." Vanessa suggested.

"Great lets go now and get" They ventured out into the rai, which had slowed to a drizzle and headed to the restaurant to get the food.

After a short wait they returned to the cars.

"Follow me" she said, "it's not far, then we can enjoy our food in peace." She skipped across the road, and he got into his car and waited until she pulled out, and he followed her. The drive was not far, just on the outskirts of the town. She pulled into a driveway and her parked behind her. She locked the car and headed ti the front door as he followed her, carrying the takeaway food in two bags. Once inside she removed her coat and pointed to the kitchen for him to put the food on the counter.

"I'm just going to change out of this dress" she said. "Don't want to spill anything on this" she spoke over her shoulder as she headed out the kitchen and upstairs to her bedroom. She got to the top of the stairs and wondered if he would follow her, she would not be disappointed if he did.

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Alex put the food the kitchen counter and turned to face her. She looked at him, her eyes invitingly.

"I need to change" she told him, but there was a hint of suggestion in her voice, she gave the excuse of not wanting to spill food on her dress, which was sensible, but also...

He watched as she walked slowly out of the kitchen, kicking off her high heels, and padding to the stair in her stockinged feet. Alex walked to the doorway and watched as she walked up the stairs. He admired her figure her long legs and her ass as she got to the top of the stairs. Was this an invite to follow her. It wasn't as if they had not had intense sex at their previous encounter.

Alex decided to be bold, so he followed Vanessa up the stairs and watched as she went into what he assumed was her bedroom. She turned and saw that he was following her. A smile ran across her face that he had taken the hint about getting changed. Standing beside the bed with her back to him she said,

"Well as you are here you might as well make yourself useful and unzip my dress for me." She waited her him to approach and stood still. She felt his hands on her back as he unclipped the top of the dress and then unzipped her. As he did so she felt his fingers on her skin, warm, tingling her. His hands ran inside the dress as it slipped off her shoulders and cupped her breasts, encased in the flimsy bra she had chosen. His fingers massaging her and stroking her. She was reminded of their previous encounter.

Vanessa shimmied out of the dress, which lay discarded on the floor. With a practised movement she flicked the dress onto the bed with her foot and stood with her back to him in just her underwear and stockings. She let him kiss her neck and shoulders as his hands traced lines down her body. It was like electric shocks. Fingers running over her stomach and across her sex. Then she felt him clip her bra and she let it fall away, allowing her breasts to fall freed from the encumbrance.

Alex kissed her neck, her shoulders, running his mouth down her back as she stood there. Her body shivered slightly as he kissed and touched her. He was reminded of how she tasted the last time they had met. He knelt down to kiss her lower back and slowly he pulled her panties down, kissing each bum cheek as he did. With her panties removed Vanessa now stood just in her dark blue stockings. "Turn around" he said, "I want to see you."

Vanessa did as he requested and turned and faced him. He ran his tongue up her front, from her sex to her stomach to her breasts and finally he stood facing her. He put his hands on her face and drew her towards him and kissed her deeply on the lips. She responded with passion, drawing his tongue into her mouth as her hands scrabbled to undress him, pulling his top off and unbuttoning his jeans.

She pulled him onto the bed, as she quickly removed the remainder of his clothes, and resumed to kiss him and run her hands over his back. Alex moved slowly down her body, and started to kiss each breast, his togue circling her nipples, before drawing them into his mouth and sucking them. She moaned softly as the intensity of his mouth and tongue working on her began to turn her insides to jelly. She felt his tongue massaging her nipples as he sucked on them. They had always been sensitive, and she knew an orgasm was approaching.

Alex's hands ran down her body, and he found her pussy was already wet and with ease he slipped two fingers into her. He felt her body tense as he did so, and she spread her legs to allow him easier access. With two fingers inside her he used his thumb to massage her clit, circling around lightly teasing her. Her moans became more frequent and louder, and he sensed that she was going to orgasm soon.

Moving from her breasts he put his face next to her pussy and with his tongue, replaced his fingers, now sliding into her and then moving to suck her clit. That took her over the edge, and he felt her body shake and her hands flew to her mouth to stifle a cry, as her orgasm swept over her in a wave of intense feeling.

"Oooh fuck, I'm cumming... don't stop... oooh my god..." she cried out as she gushed like a fountain, saturating his face and almost drowning him in her orgasm. She shivered and trembled as the orgasm seemed to go on for ever. Then pushed him away from her "No more... no more... Its too intense... oh fuck... that was just mind blowing" she panted as she lay back on the bed and curled up, shivering. "What the fuck did you do to me...?" she exclaimed.

Alex lay next to her, stroking her side as she lay recovering from the intensity of her orgasm. He breath came in gasps as she slowly came down from the high that she had just experienced. "Are you ok?" he asked, stroking her hair.

"More than ok" she replied softly "that was so intense, I thought I would pass out. My head is spinning. Just hold me please."

Alex moved so her could hold her, his arms wrapped around her as she snuggled into him. They lay like that for what seems ages, just enjoying the close proximity of skin on skin. "I need a drink" she said, moving to get up. "Plus, we need to eat our supper, but don't think we are finished" she reminded him. Vanessa slowly got up, unsteady on her legs at first, and went to the wardrobe and pulled out a gown, which she put around her. She threw Alex his jeans and top and they dressed before heading back to the kitchen.

The curry was where they left it on the kitchen counter. Vanessa took the containers and put them in the Nija to heat, grabbed a couple of plates and took a bottle of San Bernadino mineral water from the fridge and poured two large glasses. "I think we need this" she said taking a long gulp. She crossed to were he stood watching her and kissed him. "Come lets eat," she said taking the food from the Nija and serving it up on the plates.

They sat and ate, almost in silence, enjoying the food and being in each other's presence.

Vanessa looked at Alex, "I'm Vanessa" she said laughing "Odd that we have been intimate and yet don't know each other's names, well I know you are Alex."

"Lovely to meet you Vanessa" he responded, "and yes odd might the word for it." He finished his curry and wiped his plate with the naan bread, then took another sip of his water. "And it is lovely to meet you again, even if you have been a bit elusive to track down."

"Oh stalking me, have you?" Vanessa replied smiling.

"Not stalking as such, but after our first meeting I definitely wanted to meet you again. It wasn't easy I must admit, but here we are." Alex said. "I even wrote a story after our last encounter, you were a bit of an inspiration in that respect."

"Oh really" Vanessa replied, "and will tonight be written up and published as well?"

"Well that depends, but it certainly has encouraging signs" he responded smiling. He got up and took the plates and put them in the sink, then stood behind her and kissed her neck and nibbled her ear as she sat there. Vanessa sighed softly enjoying his touch again.

She stood up and faced him, and they kissed deeply, her hands tousled his hair as they kissed long and hard. "Come on" she said, "back to the bedroom, you have got me all horny again."

She pulled him by the hand up the stairs and into the bedroom, casting aside the gown she had on and lay on the bed, waiting for him to join her. Alex quickly removed his top and jeans and moved to join her on the bed. Vanessa pushed him onto his back and she began to kss his chest and run her hands down his body. Her hand stroked his erection, pulling back his foreskin and circling his head with her fingers. "My turn to tease you" she said as she lowered her face and drew his erection into her mouth.

Alex felt the heat of her mouth surround him as Vanessa ran her tongue around the head of his erection, and he tongue probed his pee hole whilst her other hand cupped his balls. The feeling was exquisite as she drew him deeper into her mouth. His hands felt for her breasts as she sucked him, but she swatted then away. "Just lie back and enjoy this" she said between sucking and licking him.

Her teasing was getting him close to cumming, and as she sensed that she reduced the pressure on his erection. She looked up and her saw just how beautiful she was gazing at him. "We are not going to waste that cum" she said "I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me till you burst inside my pussy" she told him as she straddled him and guided his erection into her.

The heat of her pussy was intense as Alex slipped effortlessly into her. Vanessa pressed down hard and took his full length into her. She moaned as she felt him fill her up and they settled into a rhythm. He massaged her breasts as they moved together, squeezing her long erect nipples.

"Fuck that feels so good" she said between breaths "Oh fuck you found my G spot" she exclaimed as she started to tremble. "I'm going to cum, oh fuck I'm cumming" Alex felt a sudden flood around his erection as Vanessa orgasmed, which in turn triggered his own explosive outpouring. He felt like he would never stop cumming as they both climaxed almost together. He nails dug into his shoulders as she continued to orgasm.

Vanessa flopped down on top of him, breathing hard, panting, he breath laboured. "Bloody hell, that was intense, I thought I was going to pass out" she gasped, lying on his shoulder. "I didn't think I was ever going to stop cumming"

"Me neither" Alex replied equally breathless "that was amazing." He kissed her face and hugged her. Vanessa wriggled so she could pull the duvet over the two of them as they lay together enjoying the post orgasmic feeling of contentment.

They both have fallen asleep, because the next thing Alex remembered was the sunlight streaming through the gap in the curtains. He looked up and saw the prone figure lying next to him. He smiled and ran his hands down her back. Vanessa stretched and looked bleary eyed at the sunlight. "Shit, what's the time?" she said.

"No idea" Alex replied, "but we clearly slept through the night" he sat up and gabbed his phone from his jeans pocket. "Seven twenty" he said.

"Shit, time to get up and get going" Vanessa "plus my husband will be home shortly" she said looking at Alex, who looked stunned and hopped out of the bed and rushed to grab his clothes. Vanessa stood watching him and burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" he asked, "you never said you were married."

"You never asked" Vanessa replied between laughs. "Would that have stopped you?"

"Well of course, I'm not someone who likes to have sex with a married woman, even if it was fucking amazing" he replied pulling his clothes on.

"Well relax Alex," Vanessa said calmly, "I'm not married, there is no husband or boyfriend, I just wanted to see your reaction, and I am pleased to hear you wouldn't consider screwing a married woman.2 She walked over to him and kissed him. "Now I must get showered and dressed and get into work I have a meeting at 9am and I'm already running late. You are welcome to join me in the shower, but it will only be that. A shower." She smiled enticingly at him.

"You had me going there" Alex said as he undressed ready to join Vanessa in the shower "that was a cruel joke" he said now laughing himself, as they got into the large shower cubicle and washed.

Washed, dressed and ready for the day Vanessa grabbed the car keys and ushered Alex out as she locked the house. "Do I get to see you again?" Alex enquired, as Vanessa got into the TT.

"I think that would be very nice" Vanessa replied. "You know how to contact me" she handed him a business card, "just don't leave it too long though" she blew him a kiss and drove off, leaving Alex to his thoughts. He looked at the card and smiled as he read:

Vanessa Wiles, Director, Dobbin and Wiles Publishers.