Teddy passed away a few months ago, so now it was just us. Tonight, we chatted while standing next to my Plymouth Voyager van. I brought up her seco...d poem which was about her current relationship with her hubby, how nice it was compared to the “days of hell” several years ago when they almost split up. She got very quiet with a far-away look. Uh, oh. After waiting several seconds, I asked, “What?”Looking down she took a deep breath and let it out. “It’s a lie.” I waited again. She. He was leaving his flat and needed to find someone to take it over. He told me that he thought it would suit me. As it was just a message I was not able to ask him what he meant. I applied to the address that he gave me and got an e-mail that evening asking me how I knew about the flat. Again, that was a little unusual but I told him that Graham, the tenant had told me. He told me that I could view the flat on Saturday morning if that was convenient for me. It was!!So, Saturday morning I rang. Deciding to test Clare's mood, he had rolled over and nudged his naked penis against her, just after the alarm had gone. Letting his hand slide up her thigh, she had moaned gently and pushed back into him, letting his cock ease up against her warm full back panties. As his hand slid up and over her belly to aim for her fleshy breasts she had started to wake. "You'll need to be quick then," she moaned, peering at the clock. His mouth moved to her back and worked its way down, then across, over. I just sat there mesmerised by her beauty when she slid her arms behind her in that seductive way a woman prepares to unleash her assets, unclasping her dress and sliding down her zip just enough for the dress to relinquish its tight grip on her breasts. It fell away to her waist and, now topless, bent forward to dangle her ample tits against my face. My tongue played over the hard nubs of her nipples each in turn before taking each one into my mouth and sucking it greedily. She allowed me to.