" Did he say what she said?" Elizabeth asked."Not really, just that he'd spoken to her. I suppose that's pretty much what everyone does in a situation...like that." It is. I still speak to George, after all this time, when I visit him. Well..." she said, a little gruffly, "Stan told me that Caron had said she was fine with you and him going for a drink, so I suppose you've got permission from her for that!" Good! Let's see if I can get him to really relax tomorrow — especially tomorrow night!"It. The straps over her shoulders which held it up weren’t more than two fingers wide, and the way the neckline plunged made it seem like it would be so simple to just nudge one of the straps off and—“Will, please, I’m having a difficult enough time without you eye-fucking me from the next seat over.”—Kissing his way down her collarbone to her moderately exposed and heaving chest. Under the dress she wore a matching, strapless bustier, so once the shoulder straps were taken off, he could just slide. Damn that man could cook. He was a provider all right. He even stopped skiing when she told him it was costing too much when 3 kids were eating them out of house and home and outgrowing clothing as soon as she bought it. She smiled when remembering him refusing to buy a new suit so the kids and her could have nice new clothing. No wonder he began to look less ‘spiffy’ in those shabby suits he used to wear. She idly finished dinner, smiling at Herb at strategic points so he would never suspect. As I thought about, even though there was no one else in the room, I found myself smiling. That was the effect this beautiful forty-something Latina single mom had on me, as I felt my heart flutter and beat a little faster at the thought of the excitement of a new romance. Thinking back to how it had been with Jill all those years ago. My smile was just a little more ironic as I thought Jill was probably feeling the same at the prospect of seeing Malcolm again after a week apart.I planned to do.