60 and Still Sexy

From the door behind her, a low male voice said, “Now a man could get used to coming home to a sight like that!” The voice startled her, and she fell flat on her stomach on the bed. She turned as gracefully as she could and slid off of the bed, her face glowing. There, leaning against the door frame, was the most handsome man she had ever seen. She would guess that he was around fifty-five. His thick black hair came just below his shoulders and was pulled back and tied with a thin leather strap at his neck. His sapphire blue eyes sparkled, and a large smile lit up his face. He looked to be around six feet tall, and his body appeared well toned under a suit that had to have been made for him to fit so well.  Julie touched the corners of her mouth to make sure she wasn’t drooling. She hoped he was her employer’s son, although this wasn’t exactly how she had envisioned meeting him…