Karli is very happy

Karli was draining her glass as he came downstairs and looked at him with a smile.

"You're such a sweetie to do this! I just need to run one quick errand. It won't take long, I promise!"

"Think nothing of it. I'm happy to help," Frank smiled as he escorted her to the garage and helped her into the SUV, admiring her ass in the tight shorts as he did so.

When Frank got into the driver's seat Karli turned in her seat to face him, smiling happily.

"I know you'll think I'm silly, but I just have to go the wine store. I didn't realise we were out, and I just think it's a sad day without wine, don't you?"

"I'm Italian, of course I think that!" Frank laughed as he pulled the vehicle out of the garage and onto the street.

"You're so sweet! And you're pretty hot too! There's something about Italian men, y'know! They seem to get better as they get older!" Frank noticed her tug at her shirt, opening it to show more of her cleavage.

"Why thank you," he chuckled, "You're pretty hot yourself."

"Mmmm thank you!" she giggled, opening her shirt further and wriggling in her seat, tugging her bra down to show her nipples.

"Do you like what you see Frank?" she teased. "I thought you deserved a reward for being my white knight and giving me a ride. What do you think?"

"They're very nice," Frank growled. "Thanks for showing them off!"

"Is that a bulge in your pants? Oh Frank, that's the best flattery a woman can get!" She laughed happily, licking her lips.

"You deserve it," Frank chuckled. "It's a good thing I'm a gentleman."

Karli bit her lip and reached out to touch his thigh.

"You don't have to be a gentleman Frank," she purred. "You really don't."