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I was not best pleased to be spending my 25th birthday at a conference. However I was now the sales team leader for the Western region and the promotion meant I couldn't really get out of it. As fascinating as heating, ventilation and air conditioning is, I'd rather have spent that time with my wife. Unfortunately a seaside hotel with a lot of boring middle aged men would have to do.
The one consolation was that it was an excellent hotel and I had a large room to myself with good sea views. The first full day of the conference has ended, and I decided to have dinner early. After the usual pleasantries were over with, I decided to get some air and sit on a bench overlooking the beach. If I couldn't be with my wife, maybe I could phone her and we could chat whilst I watched the sunset.
So I sat down on a spot overlooking the sands and the pier, it was a peaceful May evening, surprisingly warm for the time of the year and still very light. I picked up my phone.
"Hi Claire"
"Hi hun... happy birthday?"
"Thanks. How has your day been"
"Oh you know, work, pilates, bottle of wine and TV, the usual. How is your conference?"
"Usual stuff. Jeff and Brian arguing over the replacement flange seal for the X400B model. Simon trying to say that the new control system won't work and we all know it will. Petty jealousies and intrigue in the fascinating world of HVAC"
"Oh poor you" Claire said, laughing.
"Where are you right now?" she asked.
"I'm sitting overlooking the beach".
"No, where exactly".
"Umm I'm on one of the benches next to the bandstand opposite the hotel, why do you ask?"
"No reason".
There was a pause.
"I wish you were here babe".
"Yeah me too but you know I have got to work. I have that big event next week and I have to do all the marketing".
For the next few minutes we talked about the usual stuff - her family, her recent problem renewing her gym membership, the new decor in the kitchen. I couldn't help noticing a lady walking along the road next to the beach though. She was striding along quite purposefully. She was also beautiful; her long red hair caught the sunlight behind it. She was tall and confident looking. As she walked around the gentle bend of the bay I began hear the click of her black leather over-the-knee boots on the pavement. There was a slight summer chill in the air and she had blue jeans on and a tight grey sweater, which did little to hide her ample breasts. She was carrying a sparkly red package in her right hand. She made eye contact with me and smiled, and appeared to be walking towards me.
"Can I call you back, something's come up?" I asked.
"Sure babe, have a nice evening" she said, surprisingly chirpy.
As she got even closer I realised she WAS walking towards me.
"Hi Paul, I'm Sophie" she said.
The one consolation was that it was an excellent hotel and I had a large room to myself with good sea views. The first full day of the conference has ended, and I decided to have dinner early. After the usual pleasantries were over with, I decided to get some air and sit on a bench overlooking the beach. If I couldn't be with my wife, maybe I could phone her and we could chat whilst I watched the sunset.
So I sat down on a spot overlooking the sands and the pier, it was a peaceful May evening, surprisingly warm for the time of the year and still very light. I picked up my phone.
"Hi Claire"
"Hi hun... happy birthday?"
"Thanks. How has your day been"
"Oh you know, work, pilates, bottle of wine and TV, the usual. How is your conference?"
"Usual stuff. Jeff and Brian arguing over the replacement flange seal for the X400B model. Simon trying to say that the new control system won't work and we all know it will. Petty jealousies and intrigue in the fascinating world of HVAC"
"Oh poor you" Claire said, laughing.
"Where are you right now?" she asked.
"I'm sitting overlooking the beach".
"No, where exactly".
"Umm I'm on one of the benches next to the bandstand opposite the hotel, why do you ask?"
"No reason".
There was a pause.
"I wish you were here babe".
"Yeah me too but you know I have got to work. I have that big event next week and I have to do all the marketing".
For the next few minutes we talked about the usual stuff - her family, her recent problem renewing her gym membership, the new decor in the kitchen. I couldn't help noticing a lady walking along the road next to the beach though. She was striding along quite purposefully. She was also beautiful; her long red hair caught the sunlight behind it. She was tall and confident looking. As she walked around the gentle bend of the bay I began hear the click of her black leather over-the-knee boots on the pavement. There was a slight summer chill in the air and she had blue jeans on and a tight grey sweater, which did little to hide her ample breasts. She was carrying a sparkly red package in her right hand. She made eye contact with me and smiled, and appeared to be walking towards me.
"Can I call you back, something's come up?" I asked.
"Sure babe, have a nice evening" she said, surprisingly chirpy.
As she got even closer I realised she WAS walking towards me.
"Hi Paul, I'm Sophie" she said.