A minute or so passed before I heard footsteps coming from behind me, it was her.. Without thinking, I took her hand and left. I led her hand in hand ...the short walk to my house which was conveniently 3 doors down, which she knew already. We burst in and went straight to my small bar. 1 vodka coke later and we were on the couch together just like before, this time alone. I leant forward and kissed her before standing up and slowly taking my top off. She couldn't take her eyes off me. The. And it has taught me a lesson that even 73 year old widows who have only had sex in the dark with the lights out up until now can be as dirty as young sluts.So there I was sniffing and licking the very sticky and very creamy gusset of a very straight laced bespectacled ex magistrate who would never even curse let alone show that she is still a real women who gets aroused even at this age, with my very hard cock in my hand masturbating whilst sniffing her dirty cotton panties licking the creamy. She was becoming too clingy and tried to stop me partying with my mates.”I thought that might be the end of the conversation and was about to carry on walking when my neighbor shocked me into stopping.“Ooh! That’s no good for a young virile man like you. You need to sow your wild oats as often and as wide as you can.”I must admit that I was a little dumbfounded by what she had said and I am sure that I blushed a little. How could I answer such a statement? I spluttered an answer.“I don’t. I briefly introduced myself but see cut me off and walked straight into my office, sitting down behind my desk. She introduced herself as Miss Cooper and asked for my interim status report which I duly handed her. Without another word she spent the next 30 minuets reading it, only to pause to mark it with a red pen and the odd sigh. Finally she looked up from the report, folded her arms and stared straight at me. ‘So Mr Benson what have you heard about me?’Struggling to keep my composure I.