Marie pulled up to the hotel foyer. She picked up her phone from the hands free cradle on the console. She checked her messages. One missed call. Her husband.
She opened the door of her BMW Convertible. A birthday present from her stock broker husband. She opened the door off her car. The hotel concierge waiting. She stepped out her stiletto clanking on the concrete.
Marie a 48 yr old lawyer. She wore a off the shoulder black dress showing off her C Cup cleavage. It hugged her slim athletic body the dress hugging her sitting mid thigh. She wore black sheer stockings with a dark black seam up the back of her legs. Her Long dark hair hung down her back. The concierge learnt how to admire discretely. She handed him the keys.
” Don’t fuck’in scratch it. ” She said to the short kid barely 21.
” No ma’am ” he said stepping towards the car about to get in.
” I’m no ma’am ” she barked leaving her pride and joy with some mummy’s boy. She walked up to the main doors, walking like the model she used to be. She married her photographer who was 15 yrs her senior. Cradle snatcher her friends said to her. The sex was ok. Birthday presents like nice cars kept her around.
The doors opened for her. She walked into the hotel turning right into the Knight room. The sign telling her it was the right for the fundraiser she was attending, her speech all ready. Her husband had donated a substantial amount to the hospitals fund for new equipment. Her husband couldn’t make it because of a operation he was stuck in hospital. Her law firm was doing all the paperwork. Her ex husband Anthony was there. She had left him twenty years ago after he gambled all their money away at the casinos. Heads turned as she walked it everybody knowing who she was, who her husband was, what he had invested. For her her husband it wasn’t the money invested it was has it would help his business. All to make money and she knew it the bullshit speech she had memorized and rehearsed.
She saw her ex husband at the snacks table, wearing a penguin suit and his short red hair still the same. His slim lanky frame, same with his penis. slim and lanky. He gave her half a smile as he saw his sexy ex wife whom he had been fucking since they were sixteen and till he was 28 when she left him.
” Maria ” a voice said from her side.
” Valentino ” she said to him as he approached her holding her shoulders he kissed each cheek and stood back his hands on her shoulders. ” You look amazing he said in his Italian voice, if I wasn’t gay I would chase you sexy.
” Thank you. ” she said kissing his cheek.