Here is another story for all of you. All people in this story are over 18.
The past couple months feel like a blur and a dream. Sitting in my home of the past 15 years surrounded by boxes. Tomorrow morning a moving truck will come get all my boxes and I will be moving across the country and starting my life over. This is not what I had in mind, 40 years old and divorced for the second time now.
My ex and I were married for over 15 years and over the past 8 years the way she treated me kept getting worse and worse. I felt like her maid at times because I was doing the cooking and clean after working. I finally decided enough and asked for a divorce. She didn't fight it and almost seemed happy about it.
So laying on the air bed thinking about this being the last night in this house before getting in my car and driving to Tennessee and starting my new job and getting the keys to my new house a week from tomorrow.
The drive over was a breeze and pulled into my driveway. As I got out of the car and stretched and looked around realizing that I couldn't see any home from my new place. Liking the fact I was out in country and would be left alone. No neighbors bothering me or right next door to me. Grabbing the groceries from my car and making my way into the house and putting things away that were in the car. Had a few bags and an air bed. Knowing the moving truck would be here tomorrow and I would be busy unloading all my boxes.
Before I knew it 6 month had past. I had gotten in a routine of going to work and then hitting the gym after work, going home and repeating each day. However all that changed on my way home from the gym Friday night when a car blew through a stop sign and t-boned my car. My car was totaled and I had back and some neck pain.
I was brought into the ER by ambulance to get checked out. Everything came back ok but just some muscle aches and soreness. Was told to take it easy for a couple days. Getting ready to leave a walk out the door and collide with one of the cleaning ladies. I knock her over, I quickly apologize and reach down to help her up.
She has a confused and shocked look on her face. I help her up and she looks up at me and realizes how big I am. My 6'8" towers over her 5'0 body frame. The first thing I notice is her brown eyes and her smile. She was a curvy woman and from the looks of it had a great looking ass in scrub bottoms and rather large tits. I would later learn from her that they are gigantic (40G).
I apologize once again for not paying attention and knocking her over. You tell me you are ok and it's not that big of deal. You were hurrying to go grab some dinner. I asked if there was anything good nearby. You said yes and you are headed there now. I asked if it would be ok if I tagged along and bought your meal as my way again for saying sorry. You smile and look unsure of me. I smile and say tell you what happened and why I am here tonight. Just going to grab some food then find away to get home.
You agree to grabbing dinner with me. We sit down and order. I realize, I don't even know your name. I introduce myself and you tell me your name is Renee. I tell you a recently moved her after getting divorced and some of my past. Talked about moving here for my job six months ago. I learn you are a single mom of two. A boy and a girl, and you had moved to Tennessee about a year ago. To start over and get away from your ex.
We have a great time talking and before we know it our meal is done and you need to get back to the hospital to finish your shift. You ask me how am I going to get home, I said I am going to try to call some coworkers or take an Uber ride home. You get a smirk on your face and say you only have an hour left for work and if I wanted to wait you would be willing to take me home.