Forcibly. I’m not ready and neither are you. I want you to see. You will see. Breathing deeply, for some reason my lungs are starved for air, I reac... for the shower head. Pulling it free from it’s hook I change the setting. Rapid shots of water pulse. That is going to feel so good between my legs, concentrated right on my clit. Turning, I make sure the tub floor is clear of obstructions and that the soap and shampoo are out of my way. Satisfied I won’t knock anything over at an inopportune time. . Shyly she came in. As I’d expected, she was dressed very conservatively, just like normal 60 year old women dress. We just stood there and looked at each other, and I felt her insecurity, so I beamed at her and said: ‘Come here and let me hug you!’Very softly, I took her in my arms, tenderly I stroked her back and kissed her cheeks ... then I opened her hairslide ... her long blonde hair fell down almost below her waist ... then she turned her lips towards mine, opened them ... and we joined. Michellethen went on to explain that she had been completely open with John about thereasons for our divorce. He had read all of the documents and the two hadspoken at great length about me and my proclivities.Tosay that I was instantly embarrassed would be a huge understatement. Of course,I shouldn't have been surprised. Naturally they would have discussed all ofthis before marrying. But to have it all out in the open like this, suddenly,with no indication of what was coming, was quite. As much as her sexy little spike heeled mules made her feel so horny, she knew that coupling the new gloves with a special pair of her many high heeled boots would add so much more to the excitement. Kicking off her heels, she stood up and finished the cigarette, enjoying how it looked perched daintily between her fine leather fingers and then gulped down the rest of the wine. It was just as well that she had shed her high heels as now her body buzzed with the inebriating effects of the wine.