A Shoulder To Lean On

"Please sit, and what can I offer you?" Gregory asked looking at Rosie, fully aware that she was captivated by the beauty of his home.

" Your home is so beautiful." She said, still standing, looking around.

"Thank you." He replied

"Is that your wife? She asked pointing at a picture placed on a table console beside the wall close to the stairs. Gregory replied with a nod.

"She's gorgeous." She continued looking at other pictures of Greg's wife on the wall. She crossed over the room, sat down in a single cushion and knowingly crossed her legs revealing a little portion of her perfect thigh that will leave you imagining what the covered parts would look like.

"That she is." He replied taking a seat adjacent hers. "Would you care for some wine, there are some good bottles of wine at the bar over there." He said.

"What was she like?" Rosie continued.

He looked around trying to identify who she was referring to. "Who?" Greg asked. His eyes followed Rosie's gaze to his wife's picture on the