Both in money and in looks. My wife is the eldest of five k**s, two of whom are budding and beautiful women. Now I don't want to take away from the k*...*s (of whom I will have another series of stories about) but the most gorgeous and beautiful of them all is their mother.Her name is Angie. She turns 51 this year but does not look an age over 30. I still fantasize about the fist time I met her 15 years ago. She would be 36 and I would be 18. Perfect timing, if I would say so myself but that's for. " That's right, Arlie," Dan agreed. "Susan and I, we can just stay here at your house with the kids while you're out. We promise we won't even start fooling around until they're in bed and sound asleep!" Her ex-husband is a symphony conductor," Arlie said. "And I'm a broken-down old ballplayer. What could we have in common?" Widows of symphony conductors can't go out with old ballplayers?" Susan said. "Since when? What's wrong with old ballplayers? I kinda like mine!" She's not a widow," Arlie. A hand grasped his arm and a naked girl spun into his arms. “Hi,” she said, after she kissed him and rubbed her belly on his thigh, “we’ve been waiting for you.” She dragged the boy to the shallow end of the pool and jumped in, still holding his hand. “He’s here, Jean,” she called.Jean McCall, the college girl who headed the female lifeguards, splashed up and smiled at Tommy. “You ready for a real test?” she asked.The water came up to her waist but in the faint light Tommy could see that her. Aside from routine shipouts and taking inventory in, I was scheduled to go to a frequesnt customer's home to inspect and inventory a group of consignment items. I recognized the name, and also saw it would be quite a drive, as the house was located in a semi-rural area outside of the city.I arrived at the address about 2:00 P.M., and drove up a long, tree-lined driveway to a large and meticulously kept home. I rang the bell, and was greeted by an absolutely stunning older woman. I presented.