Angel Chapter 2

He was amazed when the blonde walked up and spoke to him. "I'm Angel Jones. Are you here to pick me up?"

"Yes, Ma'am." Brian had a hard time not staring at her beautiful tits. Although not overly big, they were perfectly formed and jutted nicely. The only reason he could avoid staring at all was that the blonde's face was almost as much of an attraction. He reasoned that this sexy bird couldn't be the exec's wife; she must a hot little tart he had on the side.

"Let me carry your bag, Ma'am." Brian reached out to take her suitcase from Angel. "Do you have any more luggage?" He supposed the overnight case she was carrying contained a silk nightie, and he imagined the hot blonde wearing it. And then he pictured it crumpled around her feet, while she smiled at him alluringly, holding her arms out in a lascivious welcome.

"That's okay. I can manage it. Yes, I have a trunk in the baggage car."

Angel was still not very trustful, and preferred to hang onto her overnight case, although the blonde haired chap seemed like a decent sort. Even so, if he was a minion of George Parker, he might be up to no good. Angel didn't really believe her former boss would try to do anything to hurt her here in London, but she wasn't certain of anything about him.

"We'll have to pick it up at the baggage window, so I can take it to the limo. Do you have your claim check?"

"Yes, right here." Angel held onto it too, not wishing to relinquish it to anybody except the people who would accept it in exchange for her trunk.

Brian waited for his passenger to lead the way, hoping he could walk behind her and watch the movements of her shapely bum in the tight dress, until he realized she didn't know where to go. "It's over here," he told her, starting toward the baggage counter.

They had to wait almost an hour. Angel fretted, but realized she was just one of many passengers. Brian didn't mind the wait at all. For one thing, he got paid the same whether he was sitting in the train station or driving. Even more important, he enjoyed being in the company of hot birds, and his passenger that day was one of the hottest. He especially liked the fact that the waiting area was crowded, making it necessary that he sit close to her on the bench, even with his leg pressed against hers.