Meals on Wheels 2- Nancy

Normally, Ruth was the last stop of the day when I was delivering food for the Meals on Wheels program. She was the only one of the many older women on my route that had been receiving my intimate attention. This week, Ruth was out of town for a family reunion, so obviously I would not be delivering food to her. So now, Nancy was the last stop of the day.
As I walked up to Nancy’s house, I was a little depressed at the fact that I would not be doing any freaky experimentation with Ruth, so I had a little storm cloud hovering above my head. I was quickly snapped out of my bad mood when I was hit with the scent of chocolate chip cookies baking. The front door of Nancy’s house was open, and the smell of the cookies was drifting through the screen door.
I came up to the door and rang the bell. Nancy poked her head around the corner from the kitchen and greeted me, and said I could let myself in. I came into the dining room in the front of the house and closed the door behind me.
“You can just set the food down on the table.” Nancy called out from the kitchen. I turned back and put the bag on the table.
“You know, I was talking with Ruth this weekend.”
Her words startled me and I froze. I was a bit freaked out, seeing as if Nancy knew the wrong thing, she could get me in a lot of trouble. I may be a volunteer, but I still had a boss that would be pissed if he found out what I was doing.
“She told me that I should take care of you while she is gone.” She said quietly. I could tell she was standing behind me now, since she no longer had to call out. I slowly turned around to face her.
“I told her that it would not be a problem.” She said, standing at the entrance to the kitchen. She was posed with her hands on her hips, wearing a frilly white apron, black high heel shoes, and nothing else.
Nancy was a much smaller woman than Ruth. She was also about five feet tall, but she was only about a hundred pounds. Nancy also had snow white hair, but it was in a tight perm. At a youthful 68 years old, Nancy had flawless skin, and surprisingly perky B cup breasts. The ruby red lipstick she was wearing shined as brightly as the small gold hoop earrings, catching light off of a nearby lamp.