Shrugging her shoulders to let the dress fall she stepped out of it. "You know I'm going to get old and wrinkly, just like every other woman." Turning she raised a hand to pat his cheek. "While you will probably age in that way rich attractive men have, where you are more distinguished looking. Your women will never age, and you barely will." It was like Sean Connery, man was what? 102? Still hot. Totally unfair.
Wearing only a pair of matching lace panties she shimmied out of them and then blinked at him. "Oh? That's . . . not like you."