Susie's scent was amazing and it was all I could do not to moan out loud with passion. I stole a few more quiet sniffs before I lowered my lips until ...they came to rest on her hidden treasure. My lips pursed as I softly kissed her cunny over and over, moving up and down her young slit, wishing her panties were not in the way.By then my cock was harder than it had ever been in my life, so I reached down and wiggled a hand through the opening of my boxers, and pulled it free. I wrapped one palm. Certainly hers rarely showed.I had been working in the shop for just over six months And as was usualstock was delivered mid morning on a Friday. I was unpacking the boxes asnormal. Stock was in individual packaging within the boxes which werestuffed with newspapers to pad them out. As I pulled out one of thepapers the headline screamed out at me, "Elderly Woman's RapistArrested." Reading the article it was clear the victim was Gillian'smother. The date of the paper was two days after my. Mrs. Honeywell went commando to work! I thought. No, I was wrong. I smelled perfume, she smelled clean and fresh, not like she had just arrived from work. She was getting ready to go out when I arrived. She was going hunting, commando. She found me! I massaged her tits, her hands moved with my hands, directing them but not moving them, following them, inviting them, demanding them to touch her body. Her head fell over onto my shoulder. "I cannot stand it! My body is on fire. I am so wet. Touch. I wondered whether she too lived alone with her cat, or whether she had someone with whom she would sit naked in bed with that night, drinking that red wine after making love. She noticed me watching her. She was unruffled, and acknowledged my gaze. She liked the look of me. She lived alone, and she liked the look of me. She smiled, a, sweet, slow, sidelong smile. My phone rang. I wondered who it would be. I should have switched it off while I was on leave. Could it be Lucy? I answered. “Is.