I look down and I can see her large mature breasts are slightly heaving from what I can only hope is our slight kiss. Trying to be a gentleman I offer... her a glass of sweet tea, instead she says she would like something stronger, so I hurry to the kitchen with her alongside me to make her a gin and tonic and for me some straight vodka on the rocks. Then I ask her to come over and sit in the big leather easy chair and I sit across from her on the sofa. She sits very carefully making sure her. Was Ron using her? Or were they as a team setting out to accomplish something that was absolutely necessary? She could not decide, and the indecision started an odd kind of fatalism working in her brain. She drank more of the mellow smooth-tasting wine and gave herself up bit by bit to the rising heat within her loins as Ron's agile finger plied softly and steadily, rubbing gently at the tingling slit of her aroused pussy. It felt so terribly obscene to be sitting there as if nothing was. As such, there were several plush apartments within the dungeon as well as the usual quarters for the soldiers and a full kitchen. Several rooms were identified at storerooms, but there was no indication as to what was stored in there. To my absolute amazement, the "secret" escape tunnel and outside portal were also shown on the plans. What fool had done that!?I knew that there was no chance of a negotiated settlement and that Anslee and her mother would be killed instantly if I could not. " That's ok," I said, but I was disappointed that he had to go."No really I must go," he said squeezing my hand, "can I see you again tomorrow over coffee and a chat, say 2." Well," I hesitated, and accidental meeting was one thing but to arrange to meet again was something else."Ok, for coffee then," I agreed.I got home and my body was all a glow, how many years had it been. Well I have been married for 5 so it must be 6 or 7 at least. Oh we had some fun in those days. God I can remember him.