I guess I get the couch out to the pickup first then the dresser." as I stepped over to the couch."I'll help you with that if you don't mind." Don sai... as he stepped over to the other end from me."Okay, I'll let you help, thanks."When Don and I got the couch out the front door and in the back of my pickup, we stepped back into the house and I, went to Clare's bedroom and picked up her dresser and carried it out to the pickup and put it in the back with the couch.The realastate agent pulled up. Something so ethereal that I was not sure whether I am dreaming or not, gliding towards the bed, she whispers mine name again in that sighing, almost breathy sound. I ask ‘who are you?’ The vision replies ‘Just a figment of your imagination’. She reaches towards the bed,I see her face, her body sheathed in white. She looked almost virginal …… except for the look in her eyes which were filled with lust and wanting. Knowing this woman needs me and wants me gives her a heady sense of power, almost. Soon my mouth welcomed her tongue, as it hungrily sought my own. I buried my fingers in downy cashmere and felt firm muscles moving underneath. Kissing with ever increasing fervor, we settled on the bed. I removed Tamsin’s cashmere blouse and her bra, leaving the string of pearls hanging above her luscious breasts. I paused to admire her beauty. She could have been the archetype of all the nymphs of antiquity and the fountain-head of all the poetry in beauty’s praise written ever since. But. "She went to the kitchen, came back in with a jar of chocolate spread and placed it on her table.She took off my hoody, pulled off my jeans and socks and sat me on the edge of her settee. Then she stood in front of me and removed her robe to reveal her naked body and hairless pussy. She grabbed the jar of chocolate spread, pushed me back and dipped in her finger “Sit still,” she said.She rubbed the spread over my lips and leaned in. Gently and slowly she began licking and sucking it off me. Her.