Against my better judgement, I consented but stated that I wouldn't help with the move. She was on her own. A saturday was set for the move and I le...t the townhouse open so she could move in. There was already a bed and chest of draws in the room. It also had its own bathroom. I returned home about 6 in the evening. I saw some empty boxes and then retreated to my room which was next to Christine's. I could hear the shower running and the bedroom door was open. I went to close it and the. I asked her if she ever rubbed her pussy before. She said not as an adult but when I was young growing up. I used to play with my pussy every time I took a bath. Sometimes with my hairbrush. She also told me that when she was young, she would have dreams about putting things in her pussy. Once in a while, I still have those dreams. I asked if she wanted me to get her some toys. I told her I could order them for her. She said YES! I picked two normal size toys. One a pink Doc Johnson dildo. My cum sprayed across Jamie's shoulders soaking her red hair. She lifted her head and buried her face in the stream of my ejaculate, gulping avidly, trying to gather as much as she could in her open mouth. I collapsed back onto the pillows, utterly spent as Jamie lifted her face to mine and dribbled my cum into my welcoming mouth. I swallowed greedily as did she. Our lips joined once more and we kissed as only lovers can. Breaking from our kiss we both looked at the others; Bryony and Katie had. A guy like me, in fact! In some chatting I learned that her name was Gertrude. She was a white woman, slightly over weight with blonde hair. We agreed to have dinner at her place after some small talk. I went with one intention. It was quite obvious in my attire. I showed up in black pants and a black tank top with a bottle of Jameson. Her place was decorated in a retro chic Austin Powers type of way. It was quite flattering. She had a white piano as well. She smoked way too many cigarettes.