30. I offered some fruit and juice to her.Now, the story begins.She said, “I want to sleep. I want to change my clothes.”I said, “Ok, I will wai... out,”She said, “That’s ok, I will go into the washroom (attached).”She changed her clothes and wore a deep t-shirt and loose boxers. I can see her panty, and bra in her hands. I didn’t say anything.I had only one bed in my room with 2 mattresses and one can sleep perfectly. The room was very big so we can place 2 queen size beds.I said, “You sleep on. “We have to do movie night again” she said“they say the second time is more satisfying” I said“I heard that too” she said “How about a date night soon” she said. “You say when, I’ll be there” I said. “Ok what about 5:00 Saturday. Do you like Italian food?”.“OK and yes I do. But not as much as I want you” I said.“Ohh thank you baby, I’ll make the reservation be here at 4:30 to pick me up”“OK see you then”On my way to pick her up I wondered why would a beautiful older woman get so sexually. In a small room to one side she could see painted figures of a colossal bull attended by men and women each carrying what she took to be offerings. With a shock she recognised it. This was Pylos, Nestor's palace on the mainland; the great central room, the megaron. How could she be here?She looked down at herself, surprised to see that she was dressed as the women in the wall painting. Her flounced skirt was ankle length, swinging just clear of the floor, the tight waistcoat with its short. She cooed as he ran his fingers over the crotch of her very wet panties. Her hands began to unsnap his shirt. She ran her fingers over his muscular chest. "I've never felt this way ... about anyone ... before." she grunted as his finger slid under her panties to caress her labia. "Please ... I want this ... take me ... keep me ... own me..." she moaned. Victor's mind locked the office door as they moved into the tiny washroom. Her mind echoed with passion and pleasure. Victor found that she was.