Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fertile Tara: EP2

"Shit, the movers," Tara thought, "They must have cearly!" Carefully, she smoothed her skirt down over

herself and brushed at her bedhead hair with her hand before stamping to the door. "God damn, they were

supposed to be here in an hour... ughhhh!" Tara gripped the knob and threw open the door, but her glare melted.

Three men stood in the doorway, looking down at her.

"Are you Tara Bridges?" The man in front asked.

"Yeah... That's me..."

"Looks like you have sfurniture to move in," The man looked down at his clipboard, "Single-piece couch,

table, sdining room chairs, queen-sized bed plus headboard, and assorted cardboard boxes - Is that right

Miss Bridges?" "Umm, yes, that's right."

"Alright then," He looked back and motioned to his two partners who disappeared down the steps, "My

associates will start moving up your things while you showwhere you'll have them." Tara stared at the man

blankly for a moment before starting, "Uh, Sure! Yes, thank you! I, well, letshow you around then!" She

quickly turned back around, trying to hide her warming face. "Oh my God! They are sooo hot!"

Tara gave the foreman a tour of her apartment, glancing back at him constantly. She pointed to one corner of the

living room and the other, her eyes scanning over his muscled arms and strong chest whenever he pointed in

turn. They were no doubt developed from his job lifting furniture all day, she thought. Then she led him through

the kitchen and into the bedroom, ushering him in before her so she could check him out from behind. She

rubbed her thighs together when she saw his ass and legs, his body so taut and developed that she could see it

through his pale shirt and blue jeans. When he turned to the side to look over the room, her eyes immediately

fell down to his crotch, which bulged even then with his manhood.

"Pretty big, isn't it?" He said.

Tara jumped, her face red. "W-what?"

"No problem - we can fit your bed in here just fine," He continued looking around the room as Tara let out a little

puff of air that had gotten caught in her chest. "I've got to get myself a boyfriend with a cock like that... God, I'm

too horny right now for my own good..." Tara reflected, trying to keep her eyes off the foreman's package. She

kept glancing back despite her best efforts.

There was a shuffling in the living room. Tara looked around and saw the other two moving men, quite buff and

toned almost as much as the foreman, carrying her large couch in as easily as if it were an empty cardboard box.

"Where'll we put it?" One of them asked.

"Mmm, the places you men could put it..." Snapping out of her lusty daydreams, Tara managed to point, "Um,

right there is good for now."

The two men put the couch down and went back downstairs while the foreman stayed with Tara. Her knees were

feeling weak just by standing next to the man. She could feel his heat even from a foot away.

"This is a pretty nice apartment you've got," he said, "Excited about moving in?"

"Oh yeah - yeah, I'm pretty excited," Tara replied.

"We're usually having to move refrigerators and cabinets and cat trees for little old ladies that smell like

mothballs, so this'll be a nice change of pace for once."

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Tara laughed, "Mothballs?"

He smiled, "Yeah - could hear 'em rattling around in everything we were moving. Couldn't get the smell out of my

clothes for days."

"Haha, well | don't think you'll have to worry about picking up a bad smell here - no mothballs or cats for me!"

"I'll take your word for it. Seems to smell rather nice in here, actually," he flashed Tara a sidelong glance. She felt

herself blush even harder.

"So, uh, what's your name?" Tara suddenly found the need to brush her hair back and study the hardwood floor.

"Name's Roy, Miss Bridges," he said.

"Ah, then you can callTara, Roy," she extended her hand politely.

"Well then Tara, it is a pleasure to meet you," he reached forward and took hold of her hand. Tara watched her

dainty hand disappear in his firm, electric grasp. They shook, he barely moving yet Tara felt his strength all

through her arm. She thought her knees might buckle.

She was relieved to hear the two other moving men enter the living room again. "Roy," said one of them with a

box under each arm, "in the tyou've spent talking up the pretty lady you could've emptied out half the

truck!"

"Yeah," the other grunted as he set down a large box, "bet she's tired of you trying to oogle the goods instead of

helping us move 'em!"

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Tara felt much better about being

interrupted then - this show was

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leaned in the bedrpdr{dodrframe

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breasts, watching the men work.

Steadily, the bare apartment filled

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The two other men trudged into the

room with her heavy computer desk

between them as Roy brought up two

large boxes perched on either

shoulder. Tara noticed the other men

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toned. Tara couldn't keep her eyes off

them, and her thoughts drifted to

how they would look without their

grey work shirts covering their

sweat-slick chests... Tara was

snapped out of her reverie as Roy

approached. The other men thumped

her refrigerator down behind the

kitchen counter, and the rest of the

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"So," Roy said, "That seems to be just about everything, Miss Tara Bridges. Just the bed left to move in, but that

shouldn't be a problem" His confident voice made Tara melt. It was the kind of voice that Tara imagined

whispering in her ear on her many boyfriendless nights...

"Really? | thought | had more things..." "Damn it, | wish | had more!" Tara entertained the idea of taking a hasty

trip to the furniture store - she was sure they were on the brink of taking off their shirts for real.

"Nope, though | wouldn't mind if you did have more," He stretched his arms out and rolled his head, "It's not

every day we get to work for such a lovely lady as yourself."

"Hehe, thank you. | try to be pretty, ya know?" She felt giddy around Roy - he'd be populating her fantasies for

nights to come, she was sure.