"Oh, Larry," giggled Ann Dolan as her new husband slipped his hand up the back of her loose dress. "David might be watching. Besides, the movers are still coming in and out of the house. You wouldn't want to give them a private show, would you?"

Larry appeared not to hear her, although he did remove his hand from her buttocks. Turning her around, he brushed a kiss on her full, luscious lips as he held her curvaceous body tightly against his. The two movers, bringing their new couch into the living room, stood and watched the pair of newlyweds.

"Ahem," said one of them. "Where would you like this thing?"

Ann looked up from her husband and pushed him away slightly. "Just put it in the room here out of the way," she said in a cheery voice. "We don't quite know where we want everything. Is that the last of it?"

"Right, lady," said the other mover, handing her a pad to sign. Larry took it from him, signed for the furniture and handed the pad back to him.

"Well, you two have fun in your new home," said the first mover. "And let me be the first to welcome you to Courtland, New York."

"Thank you," answered Ann. "I'm sure we'll be happy here."

Larry's romantic mood was broken with the interruption of the movers. He sat down on the couch and looked at his wife's luscious body. Even when she dressed in her house working clothes, she looked fantastic. The loose dress she was wearing hardly hid her full, voluptuously curved breasts, and the cloth fit tightly around her narrow, tapered waist. The sunbathing she had done during the summer still left its mark, and her legs were evenly tanned, just the way they had been when she had gone sunbathing in the nude with him during their honeymoon. Even then she had been a little distant and removed from him.