He is renowned throughout southern France and Savoy for his skill.”She nudged me. “The widow is no less a beauty then her sister.”I raised an ey...brow at Claudia’s crass remark, and then my glass and took a large swallow. I idly glanced about to see whom I knew at the concert, and froze in shock and astonishment.Standing before me was Mimi Renoir!Her face mirrored my amazement, and something else. Fear? Guilt? Shame?Before I could move towards her a quartet of voluble, gesticulating, Veronesi. This seemed to cheer her up as she broke into a stunning smile, coming over and kissing me on the cheek. Her perfume smelled amazing as she leant over me, and her lips felt soft on my cheeks.I couldn't help but glance down, looking down her cleavage which was so inviting, the soft surface of her boobs looking so tempting. "Well guys, I'm afraid I have to go now I have a night shift, so I won't be seeing you until tomorrow." She kissed her daughter and said goodbye to us, reminding us that there. I had not seen a lot of Connie in the last two weeks because her family usually spends the week before and the week after the 4th at their family retreat up in Martha’s Vineyard. That is the kind of money that was flowing in her family. I did face-time her when I was trying on the dress that Ronnie had brought me to wear. Connie immediately knew something was up and was badgering me to tell her what was going on. I explained to her about Ronnie’s invitation and at first, she was jealous but. I said ok, tell me. She told me sir please have a seat and let me know through practically on computer. I set down on chair with almost no back and asked her to sit nearby me. She said no it’s ok Sir, I will stand and will look from your back. I said Ok.While, I was clarifying her doubts, she touched me from my back twice. I ignored the same. But, after couple of minutes she stared to push her body on me from the back. I asked her to stand properly. She obeyed my words and I went back to.