Ladies who Lunch - At the Gloryhole

"Why do your legs look so smooth?" She asked me three weeks after my last esthetician visit.

"I don't know, maybe 'cause I'm getting old." I shrugged, I told her I had to go, had to get the car tuned or fixed or something. Whatever people did with a car. She never asked again, I wore sweatpants now instead of shorts. I was a really bad liar.

I felt I was the most different of the three of us. I was the youngest by only two years, but I was the youngest in my way of thinking. I wanted to dress like I was in my early twenties, I wanted to wear the highest heels, I wanted to flirt while we were at the restaurant. Maybe I even wanted people to think of me as a MILF, since I did have the largest breast forms. Double D by the way. I was also the shortest, I was 5'8". When I wore my six-inch heels I was still only 6'1", the other two had at least three to five inches on me. They called me petite, it made me giggle. I was also the one that made them nervous the most, I was the one that would walk out of the dressing room partly naked to ask opinions, I was the one that had my ears pierced, the longest nail tips, my teeth whitened, my nose fixed. I even had Marilyn make a little strip of hair in my panties, my wife would never see it, and I wanted to feel more feminine. I was also the one that would initiate conversations with men.

"Nice day for a walk, and I love your suit." I would squint my eyes, I was trying to be cute, I didn't know if I actually was or not.

"Oh thank you, you ladies all look lovely today too." Brenda and I would smile, Sarah would check her watch, her phone.

"Sabrina," After they moved on Sarah would scold me, "Those men were so young, they are going to assume we were interested in them. Maybe even interested in their suits."

"Ha, well aren't we?"

Yes, I was the one that was most interested in men. I could tell the ladies loved it when the guys spoke to us, complimented us, checked out our legs when we left almost any space. Three pairs of legs in short dresses and high heels made us popular at the malls, museums, getting out of cars.