"There, that's better. You can't work with a jacket on, can you?" She draped the jacket on a hanger and, disturbingly, hung it in the wardrobe. "And a...tie?" It disappeared into the wardrobe as well. "And a shirt..." Delia!" You don't want to get your nice white shirt all hot and sweaty, do you?" Her fingers whisked down the row of buttons with practised ease, slipped inside and caressed his nipples. "Hmm, nice!" She moved with startling suddenness, yanking the shirt out of his pants and. ” I said,I went on some more into some of the details which a few times she had a frightened look but others her look kind of went into a lustful look. Standing up I grabbed her rope and untied it from the bottom which took a minute and fashioned it to the chain that was hanging. I also got the spreader bar and separated her legs. She did not fight but she was tense.Walking over to the table I thought about how she is reacting and then just shrugged it off. I was over analyzing things at this. She insisted I return for coffee and a longer talk, which lasted so long we eventually went to the canteen for lunch together. She told me about her brothers, James who joined the Army as a career officer, now a captain, and Paul who took a fine arts degree and worked in a London auctioneers. She was divorced with two children who were now sixteen and twelve. I told her of my own very happy marriage, ended by cervical cancer and my two great daughters, Emma and Jane, now both happily married. I couldn’t get sleep and but didn’t want to disturb her sleep. I simply was pressing her boobs and touching. She went to deep sleep and after few mins I slept. She woke up by 6:30 and wrapped towel and finished nature calls. She came with coffee and woke me up. Before I opened my eyes, she closed my eyes and removed towel. Then opened my eyes and gave me a warm kiss on my lips. I kissed on her boobs and pussy.. just inserted my finger.. and she pulled me and said first drink coffee. She fed.