Upon showing up to the estate sale event posted, we briefly met while stranger's were going through her family items. She seemed cool and collective about it. Being friendly and social with potential buyers.
She had a great smile and showed care when she spoke to people by granting an affectionate touch occasionally as she'd engage the conversation.
It was very inviting.
I found myself observing her and seeing all the ways she was an attractive woman.
I revealed that I couldn't help but admire the small rare collection of cars in her garage. She suggested that we could go take a peek and she would answer any questions. Along the walk over, she briefly talked about how she was the administrator of the estate as the only living relative of a distant uncle she barely knew.
When we arrived to the garage, she flipped on additional lights. I stood there eyeballing the sleek two seater convertible after we entered. I could feel her becoming playful, smiling at me while she closed the door behind us. She put out a bit more of a flirty and relaxed vibe now that we found ourselves alone.
I popped open the door to admire the interior in cherry condition, then ask if I could take a seat to get a feel for her. She obliged, her dainty hand perfectly manicured, gestured permission. I slid into the driver's seat with such ease and it felt amazing. My smile was bright with joy in the moment.