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It was late in the day when someone knocked on my cubicle. I cringed and hoped it wasn't another work request.

I looked up from my keyboard and slowly turned around. Theresa stuck her head in sideways. She smiled and walked in. She's a short girl-- no, give her credit-- a woman, wide hipped and small boobed, mid 30s.

"What's up? Heading home?" I asked.

"You got a minute?" she asked in her cute twangy accent.

She rested her head against a metal filing cabinet and reclined her body. She wore a lime-green light flannel shirt with small flowers, and a pair of cheap jeans. A little drab. She should have tried a little harder.

She looked down at me. "I gotta ask you something."

She has a pretty face, her long brown hair fell straight down.

"Sure." I sat back on my chair and pushed off my desk. "What's up?"

"You know I'm new in town. I wouldn't ask if I didn't really need the help. There's pizza in it..."

"Is it a party? I can bring a gift. Who's having the birthday?"

"You're funny." She laughed. "No, I was wondering if you had some time, maybe a few hours. I need help moving some boxes. I'm moving apartments. You know how these things work. End of the month, you have to get out. I'm almost done. Just need a little help finishing up. Celia's not very helpful." Celia's her daughter, 8 or 9 years old.

"Sure, I can help. Nothing too heavy, I hope. Where do you live?"

"North Seattle."

"I can help anytime. I'm not doing anything all weekend. So let me know." She glanced quickly at some pictures on my desk.

I said, "I'm there when you need me. Anyone else helping?"

"Just you and me. You're the first one I asked." She turned away, a little embarrassed.

"Anytime." I said.

She looked at me, "What about today?"

I nodded my head up and down, thinking. "I'll have to make a phone call. But I think it'll be okay." She walked out of my cubicle. Her ass filled out nice.

I spoke into the phone. "Hi."

We rode the bus to her place in North Seattle.

"It's going to be about an hour," she said. "Rush hour makes a mess of I-5."

We sat across the isle from one another. I read, and when I had the chance, took long glances at her. Our eyes met every once in a while. I'd wave and look away.

The bus roared.

"We're next," she said. We got off the bus.

"Let me help you with your backpack," I said, getting down from the bus.

We walked side by side. The streets were lined with cherry blossoms on all sides. It was about six o'clock, late in the summer. The sun was still out and the air was warm.

"So, why did you move to Seattle?" I asked. She was from Kentucky.

"I always wanted to live in a big city," she said. "Small towns don't treat divorced women very well. Everyone knows everyone's business, and they like to talk about it."

"Sounds awful."

"You get crucified, you do anything someone thinks is against religion."

I nodded. "So, you're telling me, they ran you out of town?"

"I left" she said. "I left her father. Got a fresh start. Just her and me."

"Made any friends?" I asked.

She shook her head.

"It's a full-time job taking care of a daughter by yourself. Friends become less important."

"I'll take your word for that," I said, and changed the topic. "Nice time of year."

She smiled. The sun shine reflected on her fine brown hair.

Her place was a guest-house in the back of a worn down lot. I greeted her daughter, a cute little blond, and got down to work. Teresa was moving into the back of an apartment house in a nicer part of town.

We did good time loading the station wagon. We made runs back and forth, loading and unloading, stacking boxes in the new place

On one occasion, she lifted a small but heavy box of books over her shoulders. Her pants fell below her hips, and gave me all sort of things to admire, her purple Hanes panties, her smooth stomach and bare hips. She adjusted her pants with a tug, but it wouldn't work. Her pants just kept sliding down over and over again. When she walked away, I took in the rhythmic sway of her behind.

"Hey, it's time to eat," she said. "There's a few boxes left, but I can handle that myself."

I panted.

"You should stay here and relax. We'll be right back."

The sun was still out, but it was getting dark. A few people still walked their dogs. You could hear kids playing in the neighborhood. I lit a cigarette and waited on the cement steps in the back.

I thought about her ass, and how cute she was. Cuter when she was sweaty, breathing hard, not quite so uptight. Shame about the kid. She interfered with my fantasies. Too bad her dad wasn't there to take her on the week-ends.

After half an hour, Teresa came back with a pizza box and a Pepsi 2-liter.

She got out of the car smiling. Damn she was beautiful.Her daughter ran up the cement steps and we all followed.

We sat on a cheap wooden table under a bright light bulb in her yellow kitchen. Teresa fumbled through a grocery bag. She grabbed disposable plates and paper cups.

"Eat, guys," she said.

We ate, exchanged some 'thank-yous' and 'any-times'. When we were half done, she looked at her watch and realized it was getting late.

"Little girl, it's time for you to go to bed. Excuse me. Come on finish up, you're time's up." They walked into the kid's bedroom.

The 'mom' came out minutes later with a bundle of clothes.

"I'll leave any time you want to kick me out." I kept eating.

"Mind if I do some laundry?" she asked. Work was never done. "Moving's messed up my schedule. You're be surprised how much dirty clothing two women make."

Her washing machine was in the split level below, past the kitchen. The rest of her apartment was down there.

"I like your new place better," I complimented her.

"Yeah. It's going to be better for us here."

She busied herself with the dryer. "I'm paying more, but it's a better school-- a better place to raise a kid."

I nodded.

"Give me a minute." She went in to check on her kid. On her way out, she stopped by the bathroom. She came out in a black tank top. Her small tits hung lower -- sexy without a bra. Her hair was pulled up.

I grabbed my jacket and stood by the door.

On her way to the other side of the kitchen table, she brushed her ass against me. I felt its firmness, and her warmth. I had a good whiff of her sweet musky sweat. Damn it.

"Want the pizza? I know where it's heading." She puffed her cheeks and poked her thigh with her finger.

She wrapped the pizza in aluminum and threw it into a plastic bag. "Here you go."

"Thanks."

"No, thank you. I was kind of running out of time. Remind me no to pack so much next time," she said.

She walked by again. This time, I stepped back to let her pass. But she still grazed me. She looked behind her shoulder at me. Then she turned around. She jumped and planted a kiss on my mouth. I dropped my hand down on the edge of a small shelf and almost tipped it over.

She put her hands on her hips. "What's wrong with you? How much do I have to grind on you, before you pay attention?"

"I pay attention."

I bent over and kissed her on the lips. I kept my face there. She moved her small mouth over mine. Her eyes were closed and she wrapped her arms around me.

I blurted out, "I'm not going anywhere, am I?"

"I think you may want to run." She looked at me with eager eyes. "I'm looking for a guy. You that guy?"

She resumed kissing me, pecking at my mouth. I took her by her shoulders and moved my hands down to her wrists. I felt her shiver. She grabbed for my fingers. Her hands were small but not delicate. She moved mine to her back.

"You like that?" She guided me to her ass. " I see you peeking all the time. Like today on the bus, and when we were moving." She gripped my hands firmly. I gritted my teeth and snickered.

She whispered into my ear, "Come on, touch it."

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This is a very long Part 1 Let me know what you think.Moving HomeI moved home after my parents passed away from a multi-car pileup. I had been living in a small town in less than thirty minutes from the house they lived in just on the edge of San Antonio. My older sister at the same time was going through a divorce from a cheating husband. Combined with the death of our parents we both were devastated beyond words. I was forty-seven at the time I stand six foot two and weigh two hundred and ten...

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Moving back in with my parents

My relationship with my mother began almost as soon as my parents arrivedfrom Texas. I had just gotten a divorce and lived alone in Ohio. Mymother called one day to talk and acknowledged that Dad wasn't doing toowell. She wondered if at this stage of their life they could continueliving alone. I suggested they move in with me and that's where the storybegins.From the first day, it was evident that Dad had slowed down tremendously.The slower gait, the slurred speech, the weakness in his arms and...

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Moving Around 3

Moving around 3 Please not to all the hatters out there I write theses stories for fun. I use notpad to write them so there is no spell check, i do try and look up words that I'm unsure on or don't look right. i also read though many times before publishing a do find many mistakes but can't find them all. So if you are going to write slander, I'd like to see you try and write something, remember you don't have to read these stories and that they are FREE. Thanks to everyone who...

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Moving On

Moving On By Dee Gregory 'I should really move on, but it's so hard and so painful.' thought Douglas Rivers. I still hurt from the loss of the one an only love in my life. Deanna, as I call her or Dee, as everyone else called her, died a few months ago. Her life was taken away by a drunk driver while coming home from an evening shift at AOL. God, how she loved that place. She'd been there since the early days and the money from her stock rewards gave her the option to retire...

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Moving Around

Moving Around. Edward rubbed his hands together. He had just moved in to his new house, he moved around every few months as he got bored of the places. He had seen his new neighbour as he had moved in. They were a nice looking family, A husband and wife with 1 son. Edward knew he would have fun with in this town, every few months he moved around the country, coming to a new town, then messing with peoples lives and then moving on. He knocked on the door of the 4 bedroom house,...

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Moving back with my mother

Moving back with my motherAs I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, I contemplated the sequence of events that has led me back here to my c***dhood bedroom. It all started when I lost my small building business as the recession hit, then my wife ran off with someone else when the house was repossess.It was better for me to take my mother’s advice and come back home than waste money on renting a flat. That’s basically why at the grand age of 28 I am back living with my mother, having my own room...

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Moving Day

 The boxes were stacked in the corner, and I was almost ready to go. The apartment I’d shared with Shawn for the past two years looked bare, even though he was staying here. Most of the big furniture had been mine, either handed down to me by relatives or found at the rummage sales that I liked to frequent.The apartment itself was fine, but it was located in the midst of the college district, where I’d gone to school. In three weeks, I’d be starting at the law firm of Hollister and Banks. It...

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Moving

She had planned it with him, the sex in the car. She was moving out of state, her mother would be driving. He chose to go with her, he had no family but her and couldn’t live with out her. They had sex a few times before when passion took over them. This time they planned the sex, they wanted to have sex in the back of her mothers van. She knew her mom wouldn’t notice, being deep in thought or listening to music. He looked at her, a wicked grin across his face as he sat in the 2 nd row of the...

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Moving Away With Mom 1

The events in this story started just a couple of days before my 16th birthday. First some hindsite that lead up to it.After I started school in the first grade, I was able to spend my summers down south with my grandfolks, and my granddad would take me hunting and fishing, and my granddad taught me not to wast a bullet while we were out hunting, so by the time I turned twelve years old I never missed my target. At home my mom stayed at home while dad worked any where from eight hours to eleven...

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Moving on With Life

“Please, Maven, what have I been telling you for an entire year?” said a beautiful and long haired girl name Trixie Woodlands to her friend, a brown haired female named Maven, who had been her close acquaintance for some years, at a table in a diner. “I know, I know, but it is so hard to forget him” The glassed female, with formal working suit replied, with a monotonous tone of voice, implying a lack of enthusiasm for the conversation. “Darling, you had broken up with Jonah one year ago and...

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Moving On

‘But what about Pippin Mummy?’ whined Daisy, her bright blue eyes already welling with tears. ‘And Dubs?’ asked Oliver, looking anxiously at Robina. ‘They will stay here, don’t you see, ‘ said Robina, cooking at the Aga. ‘It will be alright, you and Daisy will be able to come and ride the ponies as usual.’ ‘I’m still not sure about it, ‘ grumbled Mark as he entered the kitchen, glancing at Daisy who was perched on the table. Her knees were grubby with mud and some straw was still attached to...

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Moving to a new area

My name is Charles and my wife is Stella, we have just moved to a new area.The neighbours all popped over to meet the new black couple who were moving into their nice quiet cul-de-sac.Everyone seemed nice, and I noticed all the men ogling my wife's sexy fit body, and the white slut wives couldn't stop checking my large cock hanging down the leg of my sports shorts.I agreed to pop over on Friday night to Dave's house and attend their weekly poker game. I did explain I wasn't really a card...

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Moving Help

John lived across the street from Mr. and Mrs. Smith for as long as he could remember. She and her husband had been nice enough people. He even mowed their lawn a few times for extra money during the summer. John always noticed how Mrs. Smith would go jogging every morning, in her jogging shorts and athletic top. So did every other guy in the neighborhood. After John turned 15 he had fantasies of having sex with her and would masturbate with those dreams. After John turned 16, Mr. Smith had...

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moving on to sis

l was now 18 and a half and it was two years since me and my mum had begun a sexual relationship, l'd filled out to quite a good looking tall, thin, but muscular man and so had my cock. The sex l had quite regularly with my mum had just got better as time went on. Sometimes we would stay in bed all day and night, trying different things, things that were new to her to, as she had a pretty much straight wam bam sex life with my dad when he was alive. Sometimes we would hire porn films, then try...

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Moving On by robcub31 from Literotica

"That's nice, Dale," I moaned as he sucked on my neck.My husband's right hand was between my legs. His wet finger pushed into my ass. My cell phone phone rang and it momentarily distracted me. I glanced at the screen. Damien."Shit," I muttered."Don't answer it," Dale growled.I ignored the phone and returned to making out with my husband. A minute later, the phone rang again.I let out an annoyed sigh. "I'd better answer it or he'll just keep calling back.""God damn it," Dale mumbled and rolled...

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Moving to a Retirement Community

Chapter 14 All I could do was stare. I thought I was imagining it, but there it was, a cock! Barbara has a cock between those beautiful legs. "I guess you hate me now, don't you?" she asked. While I'd been staring at her crotch, she'd raised up on her elbows and was looking at me. I could see sadness on her face. I found that I wasn't mad at her though. I could feel the pain she was in and I reached out to touch her cock for the first time. "Don't!" she said. "Buy why?" I asked. "Because...

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Moving Day with Kelly

“OK.” It started. “Here we go again. That was embarrassing.” “Why was that embarrassing? Everyone has stalled a clutch once. It’s no big deal.” I comforted her. “My dad is teaching me to drive on a stick shift and I stalled it quite a few times. Don’t worry about it. “Yeah, I know, but still. Everyone is staring at you and waiting for you. It just sucks. I hate driving a stick. Stick SHIFT Brett. As in a truck with a clutch. Don’t get any ideas.” “Too late. You know me. You know...

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