Angel hated moving the last time she did; she vowed she would never do it again. Yet, here she was unpacking the last of her boxes at her new home. It all began when her marriage fell apart.
One afternoon Angel decided she had shed her last tear over the man she thought was her soul mate. She wanted to leave him and get out of the small dreary town. When her brother in Tennessee invited her to move in with him, she jumped at the chance. She loved the beautiful countryside with its rolling hills and friendly people. She could think of no better reason for a fresh new start then that.
That was six months ago. Angel now had a new job, a new place and a new man in her life. His name is Fred. She met him while at a party at a friend's house. The attraction was mutual and soon they became intimate. When she asked for his help in moving he gladly accepted her offer.
They spent most of the day unpacking boxes and moving heavy furniture. The sent out for pizza and discussed what they would do the rest of the evening. Angel still had many things to do so they decided Fred would stay the night. He would be too exhausted to drive back and his apartment, which was 50 miles away.
Angel crawled into bed next to Fred and moaned every bone in her body ached. She felt even too worn-out to fuck. She glanced over at Fred who was looking at her with half closed eyelids and realized looked just as tired. She kissed him then told him how exhausted she was; adding she did not think one night of not screwing would make her love him any less.
Fred held her close and said, "You're right there doll, I am plum tuckered out, I doubt if my pecker can even rise to the occasion."
"I sure hope I can wake up early tomorrow I want to call the boss and see if I can have the rest of this week off to help you settle in. After all, we need to break this place in properly. You don't know it yet but I plan to fuck you in every room, in every way imaginable, my dear," he chuckled!
