You of course!

First, you need to get rid of old toadface who's way too settled into your chair.

"The kitchen's through there. Go make some tea or something."

Your sharp, commanding tone has the desired effect. The older woman is clearly used to be subservient to a male and more importantly Sister Holly looks up at you. Those eyes look deep into yours. She's embarrassed but unafraid. She wants to be here, she wants to do this, she just doesn't know how. You'll have to show her.

"As you can see, I'm already very turned on."

She looks down at your erection and squeaks. Her face is about thirty centimetres away from your raging stiffy.

"So now we need to let my penis out."

You guide her trembling hands to the belt on your robe and help her untie it. You pull the robe apart, exposing your black silk boxer shorts and the full-on tent created by your boner underneath. Slowly, oh-too-slowly, she reaches in and fishes your cock out.

"Let me."

You lift your bum and let the boxers fall to the floor.