“May I dance with you, beautiful lady?” Like a gentleman, John confidently requested with a smile.
“Sure!” Wilma smiled and joined his hand positively.
John , the guy in a black suit, gently held Wilma’s hand. Both walked towards the dance floor.
Soon, with a romantic track, their steps started moving.
“You’re truly a gentleman, dear!” Wilma complimented.
“I see. So, that’s the reward for asking a beautiful lady to dance.” John acknowledged.
“Someone sounds impressive as well.” Wilma proceeded with her positive words.
“But, your husband doesn’t think the same,” John came closer to Wilma and whispered, “He’s giving me killer looks since I asked you.”
“Ha ha ha! Oh, don’t worry about him. He will get little bit jealous for a while.” Wilma explained while dancing to a slow, yet romantic music track.
“Aha! Must say, you know him very well.” John added.
“Well, For that, I don’t even need to look at him.” Wilma added, “Right now, he might be having a fork in his hand. It must be facing downward in his left hand. Plus, he’ll be acting like he is not watching at us. But, I’m damn sure he has taken multiple hidden glimpses.”
John scanned and found Wilma’s words accurate about her husband.
The music track ended. John gently escorted Wilma to her table. He kissed Wilma’s hand and complimented, “Thanks beautiful lady.”
Wilma smiled and moved her head vertically. Further, John glanced at her husband and said, “You’re so lucky to have an adorable wife, Mr…?”
“Anthony”. Mr Anthony answered.
“Okay. Mr. Anthony , glad to meet you. Enjoy the party.” John added his final words and walked away.
“What a sweet guy!” Wilma complimented.
“What sweet? He looks kinda like a jerk that traps girls. Look at his face. And, for you, everyone is sweet except me, right?” Anthony quickly interrupted.
“Trap girls? Anthony , I’m 70. Who will be interested in trapping an old woman? He complimented my beauty like you do. Gosh, I feel so young and beautiful today. Don’t be so jealous after 45 years of marriage.” Wilma expressed her feelings.
“Beautiful? Yesterday, you were upset about being old with wrinkles and all that stuff. All of a sudden beautiful today, huh!” Anthony argued.
“Yeah! That was yesterday, not today. I feel different. And sweetie, now can we order anything to eat? Please?” Wilma demanded.
“Only if you won’t dance with anyone without me! Deal?” Anthony asked for a deal.
“Okay my old man. Deal.” Wilma confirmed and added, “By the way, I still love it when you feel jealous and insecure because of me. That’s so sweet!”
“What? Sweet? Huh! I was not jealous. It was just…leave it. Let’s order the food.” Anthony ended his words.
Then both of them ordered food and had a candlelight dinner.
Later that night, John received an SMS which read – “Thanks John. She feels more confident and beautiful now. Thanks for doing everything for me.”
“I just followed your lead. Anything for you uncle Anthony !” John replied.
That’s how an old man played the beautiful game of love.