I met Jim and Kelley at a restaurant bar the night I got stood up by one of my lovers. I was halfway through my first drink when she texted to say she had a family emergency. I was disappointed, but I didn’t drain my drink right away because a sexy woman sat down next to me and smiled.
“Hi,” I said. “Can I get you something?”
“A martini and an Old Fashioned,” she replied. “My husband is parking the car.” I instantly thought I’d been had. Still, a drink meant I could at least talk and maybe flirt, and I like meeting new people.
She was dressed to the nines. She wore black heels and a black dress, with silver jewelry that matched her short, silver hair. The drinks arrived just as her husband did, who took the seat on the other side of her. I introduced myself to both of them, Jim reaching across his wife to shake my hand. “I’m Kelley,” she purred, and I’m serious when I say there was a spark when we shook hands. She held my hand long enough that I got a little nervous, but her look was pure attraction.