Damn, is she nice!"I turned around to see what Joe was looking at. I said, "Oh shit," as the beautiful woman walked over to our table. Her escort wait...ed by the front door. I looked at her closely; she was a beauty. "Hello, Kaylee," I said.Joe looked at Kaylee and said, "Damn, you are one beautiful woman. Would you like to..."I interrupted Joe, "Shut the fuck up Joe or I'll knock you into next Tuesday," I stated."Christ, Rob, you act as though it's your relative or something..."I interrupted Joe. Seeing his wife should have calmed him but it didn't."See, Bob, I told you the floor would be empty this morning. Come back to the fitting rooms, I think I've got some great outfits for you to look at." Jesus Casey, I don't know if this is really going to work. Maybe we should forget it." Bob replied."Oh no, you're not going to chicken out on me now." Casey grabbed his arm and pulled him through the curtain, then into a small cubicle. "You said you wanted to do it and I think it's a turn-on.. I wanted to tell him to stop. Don'ttalk about my wife that way, but I knew he had seen that desire,because it was true. Jennifer and I hadn't made love in months."Oh and don't think you can stop it now. I could've got her to a hotelthis afternoon and you would be none the wiser. I may not be perfect,but I do know people and I can judge right away whether I can make thesale. She is as good as mine. But don't worry that I'll back out of ourdeal. After talking with her today, I can deliver my. . oh, you stupid..."What the fuck, Danielle?"She's there, eyes wide, hair in a long ponytail, looking luscious as ever but clearly just back from the gym, yoga pants and sports bra somehow looking like an outfit that took at least an hour to pick out. She doesn't know whether to look at me or the back of my car. I don't know where to look, to be honest.I walk over I see what she's done. I'm not a car guy, but I'd wanted to own a Jaguar E-Type Roadster since I was a kid. An original 1966 Series.