She turned on the gas heater in the fireplace, it wasn’t really cold in the room, but felt it could be a little warmer. Smiling at me she said, ‘W...uld you like some wine?’ ‘Yes thank you’ I said. ‘Red or white?’ she asked. I wasn’t much of a drinker then, and didn’t know much about wines but felt I should say something and replied, ‘White.’ She disappeared into her small kitchen and in a few moments returned with two glasses of wine, handing one to me as she joined me on her sofa. We ‘clinked’. As soon as I heard her voice I came out of the bathroom and rushed to my room ( as I knew she always comes to my room first to clean) she was on the balcony adjoining the room, I locked the room door from inside. And I threw my towel and was stalking and waiting for her to come out, but she didn’t, she was busy clearing some dust from the table kept in the balcony.I went near the balcony and there she was. I was all naked she was shocked and I acted like I was shocked too and ran back to my. In our chat and a long follow-up email, Shoshana told me about her changing life: she was a bubbly executive and mother, newly divorced after a long marriage, with a ‘Mediterranean-Semitic’ look. I liked what she said. She wrote, ‘I have been enjoying ‘meeting’ you through the computer and though it’s a bit earlier than I had planned, I would be happy to continue getting to know each other if you’re still game.’ So, she warned me, but my restless and captivated heart plunged ahead. The subject. Unfortunately, it wasn't as strong as what my hard cock was shouting at me, so I put the nagging doubt aside and caressed the small mound.It was so soft under my fingers. The perky, slightly upthrust tip was capped by a long nipple that stemmed from a small areola. Perhaps it was down to the small size of her breast that the nipple seemed so long, but it felt wonderful, anyway. I rolled it slowly between my finger and thumb, sighing in pleasure when I felt it begin to stiffen and swell for me..