My new life: Moving In - Sex Stories

My new life: Moving In

... enough, though I wasn't sure how well Sophie would do at monogamy. They definitely seemed to love each other, so that would help her in that area. Also Sophie was quite vocal about how good Ryan was in bed. So maybe that would keep her on the straight and narrow. Last, there was Clara. I’d met Clara my first year at University. She had been two years ahead of me and already graduated with her degree in business. She had moved away and had been working at a marketing firm but it hadn’t been a good fit. The boss had ogled his female employees like they were meat in a display case. After more than a handful of unanswered HR complaints, she’d left the company and moved back to the city. In all honesty, I couldn't blame her former boss for admiring her looks. Clara was beautiful. She had a complexion so fair it would've looked unhealthily pale on most other women, but Clara made it work. She had bright, straight, red hair long enough to reach past her shoulder blades. She wasn't as petite as Abbie or as busty as Sophie, but she had the best ass of all three. Of all the women that had become my friends, Clara was my favorite. If I was brave enough to ask a girl out, she’d definitely be the one. But today was move in day. I had checked out the apartment in advance and planned where things would go. It was a two bedroom flat that had all the amenities a bachelor would need. It also had a washer and dryer, but like I said I was a bachelor, I would've been fine going to the ...

... laundromat each week. We’d started unloading the van even though David wasn't due for another two hours. For those of you who have never moved into a new house or apartment, there’s always one thing you want to unpack get ready first. The bed. That way when you are exhausted and ready to sleep, you can do so. Unfortunately, the elevator for my building wasn’t big enough for my mattress. Thankfully, I was only on the second floor. I had bought a queen sized mattress. Not out of hope for a love life, but rather because it was on sale and in stock at Sleep Center. It took three of us to get it up the stairs and into the my new place, I took one end while Clara and Sophie had taken the other. Abbie was the navigator and door lady. After the bed we started to bring boxes up. I'd purchased a small cart to move the boxes, but we still had to load and unload them. By we, I of course mean me. In losing over one hundred pounds of weight, I’d built up quite a bit of muscle. I don’t like to brag (God that’s a lie, I love to brag, I just feel rude doing it) but I was best equipped to do the heavy lifting. When I had asked the three ladies to help me move in, I’d assured them up front that David and I would do the lifting and loading while they could do the unpacking. About the third cart of boxes, I needed a bit of a break. I sat down in one of the folding chairs we’d unloaded as I watched the girls unpack box after box. They were chattering like normal. Talking about what they’d been doing, how ...