.After my divorce I switched jobs and worked in an office where there were quite a few women, mostly my age. I guess I was on the rebound.Started seei...g this one woman. We kept it pretty quiet. I wanted to keep the options open. Maybe she had her reasons. It was pretty much a relationship based on sex. She was the first person I'd ever known with an oral fixation. SHe had great tits and always wore low cut blouses. I have a weakness for pretty hair, cleavage, and camesole blouses. Oh, blowjobs. I press my tongue on the skin between you ass and your pussy and pour slowly. You shiver a the cold plum wine streams down you body, in and out of your belly button, over your navel, over your beautiful lips and into my mouth…the wine is now sweeter” You get wetter and wetter while you listen and rub my hard cock with you foot under the table. As the sexual tension increases so does the pace of dinner. When you get up to go to the bathroom I use every ounce of restraint to not follow you in. The shoes were of a larger size. But they were the old fashion 6-inch heels of days when the shoes were real foot killers. You had to be used to these to walk in them gracefully. In all, it looked like one full set of large sized stuff and small sized stuff.They didn't even look at bra cup size or any of that. They were just inventorying the items. Penny noticed the items were of a vintage of 1940 and later. All the original manufacture tags were in tact and readable. Everything said. Then we went up the stairs to the 1st floor and I put my hand under her skirt and felt her bum, when we were on the landing she turned to me and said “Ok”.As we started up the stairs to the attic my hand was under her skirt and rubbing her crotch from behind, as she stood on each step I ran my finger down her gash, she giggled. When we reached the top I pushed her face forward against the wall and with my hand up her skirt rubbed the front of her knickers, she slightly parted her thighs as I.