Not that stupid bastard!

Gabrielle is an ambitious woman, in her mid-30s, and very gorgeous. She's a dream come true for any man! Trust me you will agree when you see her.

This morning I received a call from her, where I was taking a short break after washing my car. 'Hey, I need help. NOW! Am in a bad situation, something bad is about to happen'

'What happenened?' I quickly asked her, thinking that she could be in some trouble.

'I am in OneWorld Hotel, I was having an appointment with a VIP man, but I think he is not being too honest about our meeting. He has arranged the meeting in a suite. His driver is asking me to go to the room now. I don't know what to do.'

'Oh shit! Are you okay?'

'I am very scared, I am so lost. What should I do?' she said very pleadingly asking for help.

I was stumped and for that moment, lost for words. Damn, this is bad.

Then she came out with an idea, well, she is equally smart as she is gorgeous: 'Can I tell the driver to tell his boss that my "husband" is going to join us for this meeting as well?'

'Husband? You don't have a husband?'

'You be my "husband" and come over her quick.'

'It will take me at least an hour. I haven't even showered after washing my car.'

'Hey, I about to be possibly sexually abused here, and you are thinking about your shower?'

'Ok, ok, I will come out now. How are you going to tell him?'

'I will tell his driver now. But you need to come quick.'

So, off I go and wash up quick and put on my short sleever shirt. No time to shave even.

I drove like a maniac to the hotel. As I arrived, I gave my car to valet-parking and quickly rang Gabrielle.

'Gabby! Where are you now?' I asked amidst my heart pounding inside my chest. I was really afraid, and was anxious.

'In room 1967, but you don't have to rush. I am on my way down now.'

'Huh?'

'The bastard left for another meeting when I told him that my husband is on his way. I think he acted out with his driver to say that an urgent meeting came up. He said to me that he will meet us again another time as he had to rush to an emergency meeting.'

'Come down now. Quickly'

I waited for her at the elevators on the Lobby level. When the lift door opened and when she emerged, I just pulled her in relief, and we embraced, while almost crying. We were so happy to see each other. 'So good to see you. You okay?' I whispered to her ears. 'I am fine. Thank you so much for coming. Was so scared just now.'

We embraced for a bit and then held hands while walking slowly to the lounge area and sat down. We were just quiet. But we held hands.

And then we talked about the encounter, trying to absorb the situation. We calmed down after a bit, and then started busting out in little giggles after starting some small talk about work, and current politics.

But the encounter was still unresolved in our minds, so we had to talk about it further.

'These bastards, just because they are rich and powerful, are so drunken with money, power and desire. They think they can just trick anyone to do anything they want' Gabrielle commented.

'Do they think we are stupid? And so lucky that you live nearby. I shudder to think what would have happened if you were not around. Thank you. I love you. I love you.' she continued.

Then we decided that in future she wouldn't take any apppointments with a stranger, if not in a public space or in their office during office hours.

'That bastard, thought he could have sex with me, getting a room in a hotel and all' she said rather gingerly.

'Who the hell does he think he is? Ugly old horny bastard. Fucking arsehole. I feel so embarrased and so used by him. Stupid bastard'

After another moment of silence, we spoke a bit again, laughed, cried, and embraced again. It was support she needed now.

As we started to get up an walk, I offered to walk her to her car at the basement car-park. We walked still holding hands and when we reached her car-park bay, I got her seated in, and said to her 'Have a nice day now, Gab, and remember, no going to no hotels for meeting with VIPs from now, ok? If you need to go, bring me, your "husband" along!'

'Okay, thank you again. Thank you sorry for the trouble'

'No trouble, Gab, you are my darling'

'Thank you.' Then we exchanged a sweet smile at each other, relieved that she was fine.

As she cranked her engine, she rolled down the window and said, as she started to drive off: 'Okay, see you soon. And hey, you know what? I would rather have hot steamy sex with you anyday, but not that stupid bastard'