Heather Donovan stood in her new living room with realtor, Tracy Nelson, watching the moving truck back in the driveway. Tracy handed the keys to her and gave her hug, congratulating her on owning her new home.
"Thanks, Tracy. I'm looking forward to it. I think this is the first time I've lived alone since college days."
"Well, you might live here alone, but you'll have lots of friends to keep you company."
"You know, when I left Ohio, I left everything but my furniture there, including friends. This time I'm starting off from scratch again. New home, new city, new state and I guess, now I have to make new friends too. Oh, might as well add I'm hoping to get a new job too. It's going to be a killer to commute to Youngstown and back every day."
Tracy listened to Heather's plight and held her hand. She could see that fore lorn look of more on her plate than she could handle. The sale might be over and she'd get her commission, but there was more to Heather that needed attending to. She felt she had to do something more to help a new arrival in her town, so she took her hand and walked her inside, as the movers got ready to unload.
Heather directed the men where to put the boxes and furniture, while Tracy started asking questions.
"What kind of work are you looking for? I know quite a few people who have businesses and some who have some pull to hire."
"Oh Tracy, really? I couldn't impose on you like that."
"Heather, sweetie, it's no imposition, honestly. These are all good friends of mine and my husband's and we get together often and talk. I'll just mention that I have a friend in need and see who can help out."
"You'd do that for me? Oh Tracy, I don't know how I could ever repay you."
"Sweetie, I just made a few thousand from your sale, I think dropping a few words in my friends ears is worth it."
"That's still such a huge thing for you to do for me. When are you seeing them next?"
Heather kept pointing out directions as the movers came in with things, listening to Tracy's offer. The day didn't seem so bad now for her, the prospect of going through everything and spending her first day alone, now changed to thoughts of a new job and a better future. She looked at Tracy and thought she'd found a blessing in her, all her help in getting this house and getting her mortgage approved and now, offering to help her get a new job.
"We're getting together this Friday. You know, you should come and join us. Get out and meet people and have some fun. When was the last time you went out and had some?"
Heather blushed at the thought of telling Tracy she hadn't gone out in years. Between her kids educations and saving up for this house, she hadn't had any more fun than reading and watching television. The best she could come up with for fun, was reading fantasy stories by ShaeLee Tanner and masturbating with her toys, but that wasn't something she could tell Tracy.
"Oh Tracy, it sounds great, but I haven't unpacked yet and have so much to do."
"Unpacking doesn't take long. Look, tell you what. Let me go home and get changed real quick and I'll come back and we can put a dent in this and give you a place to start."
"Seriously? You'd do that?"
"Of course. You're a new member of the community and I like to make sure new members know what a great place it is that they moved to. You'll see how friendly it is here. Trust me, it won't take long to get to know people and make new friends, so come this weekend and meet some great people and hopefully we'll get you lined up with a new job."
"Tracy, you are just awesome, you really are."
"I believe I heard my husband say that last night too."
Heather didn't catch on at first, until Tracy motioned with her hand that she was sucking a cock. Heather understood and blushed a deep red, knowing what she meant about being awesome. Tracy laughed and gave her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek.
"You are too precious for words. Sit tight and I'll be back in a flash, then we'll get this organized and looking more like a home than a storage facility."
"Thank you so much, Tracy."
Tracy left Heather and returned in twenty minutes, dressed in a sweat shirt and sweat pants, her hair bunched up on her head and a bottle of wine in her hand.
"Once we find some glasses, we can open this and have a glass or two."
"Sounds great."
After two hours of unpacking boxes, the pair found some glasses and opened the wine and sat on the couch together taking a break.
"Looks a lot better, I must say. Mostly my stuff to unpack and put away now."
"Then we'll get to that after another glass and at least get you a bedroom to sleep in tonight. Hopefully we'll see something to wear to dinner on Friday."
"How dress up is this dinner?"
"Oh, guess I should explain what we do. We like to have a real fancy dinner and dress to the nines. I mean, how often do you really get a chance to dress up and go to dinner and do it up for a night? Not that often right? So, a couple we know, Bill and Glo they'll be there by the way, they own a lovely restaurant in town, the Moon Glow and they cook up this great dinner for us, while the rest of us dress up the place nice and make it look first class. We all dig out our dressiest stuff and doll ourselves up. Trust me, nothing feels better than looking your absolute best and doing it up right."
"It sounds like a blast. So what about after dinner? Do you dance and stuff?"
"Oh yes. My hubby Freddie plays DJ and we all have fun after, dancing and joking. Oh, Keenan does a great stand up act, you'll love it. Just say you'll come and have some fun and meet them. We girls have fun while the guys play poker later too. We go for a sauna and hot tub, then shower off and use the nicest body lotions after. Trust me, it's heaven you'll love it."
"You make it sound like that. You know, yeah, I'll come. As long as you don't mind an odd number."
"Sweetie, it isn't a couple/partner thing. Once the guys go do their thing, it's just us girls, so no worries about coming with someone."
Heather felt better about it the more Tracy explained and soon headed into her bedroom to sort out her clothes. They each grabbed a box and began opening them, Heather directing where things needed to go. Tracy grabbed a handful of panties and casually looked at them, seeing what kinds Heather liked.
"Oh, these are pretty. You have some beautiful panties, Heather."
Heather blushed and dashed over to take them from her.
"I like nice ones, thanks."
"Me too. Do you have matching bras to go with them?"
"Not really. I only have a couple of sets."
"I love sets. I won't wear them unless they're a set."
