The dark blue waistcoat she wore partially covered them but only partially. Her hair was loose and shone wonderfully in the bar’s lights. ‘Let me ...et you a drink?’ She shook her head, ‘Stay where you are. I’ll get it.’ She dropped her coat over the back of the chair facing me and went to buy her wine. When she got back she sat facing me and looked into my eyes. ‘You look good.’ ‘So do you.’ We talked and talked, nearly missing the time booked for our meal. We walked across to the Indian. Just selling off the collection finally" she said with a glassy whimsical look in her eyes. She was stunning for her age, around 70, pale, piercing blue eyes, still strong colored natural blonde hair, a thin nordic woman that dressed as if it were 1940; sporting a white outfit i remember seeing Jackie O wear once. I was more than happy to pick her up and be seen with her. Her Husband was BIG in cars, racing, and other pursuits.. Mega rich on my gauge. I had been to their home in California. Kelly finished her brief glance away as she brought her attention back to Frank. She caught his stubble chin jerk as his dark brown eyes darted up to meet her face again. She swiveled her eyeballs counterclockwise, taking the view of her shirted breasts into them. Then she brought them back to Frank's eyes. The tips of her lips pointed upwards.She took her hands from the small of her back and squeezed her shoulders together. Her forearms traced into the sides of her halter top, causing her. It looks like I have options."He grinned and told me, "You better make sure the guy can pay the house mortgage."I was relieved at that, since Ryan can get jealous at times, but tonight he wasn't feeling threatened. Perhaps he knew me well enough by now to know that I was his alone.As we talked and chatted through the salad and main course, I continued to lean forward, making sure Ryan could see down my top. Every time I heard the waiter come by I straightened, for my show was only for my.