A granny in the heat

I had not heard from Sally for ages, and then I got a call from her out of the blue. She was looking for some help with her tax return. I said I would help, and we arranged a time for me to call on her.
I had known her a long time. We had been lovers for a while, after her husband died, but then we split up. I heard she had a new man in her life.
So, later that week, I visited her as arranged. She opened the door wearing a yellow wrap. I wasn't sure if she had any underwear on underneath.
"Hello Martin", she said. " Thanks for coming round. Sorry I'm not properly dressed, I was sunbathing nude in the garden".
I told her not to worry about it. "Aren't you worried about being spied on?"
"No, not really. There's one guy who keeps peeping at me. Dirty old pervert! I expect he's wanking himself as he watches me".
" I'm sure he is, with a view of a nude beauty like you to feast his eyes on!"
She laughed at this. "You flatterer! Anyway, I mustn't take up all your time. Please look at this tax letter for me".
And so I did. I had seen this kind of problem before, so it didn't take very long to sort it out for her.
All the time I had been there, I could not stop my eyes darting to her cleavage, which was just visible under her wrap. I'm sure she must have noticed this, but she had made no remark on it.

We chatted for a bit, over a cup of tea. She told me that her new relationship had in fact ended, and that she was feeling lonely again. Interesting! She said that we had had some good times together, and I had to agree. Just then her wrap fell open, revealing one of her breasts. This was a clear signal, so I got up and moved towards her. She held out her arms and I kissed her mouth. She pressed her lips firmly to mine, and she breathed quickly and deeply as she clasped my body tightly.