Being an avid hunter, I headed to northern Wisconsin to do some bird hunting. I was lacking the funds to stay anywhere so I bummed a couch from an old high school friend I had not seen in a several years. He worked nights and was more than happy to have someone watching the place at night.
I arrived late on a Friday night planning to stay until the following Sunday. My plans were to spend most of this time hunting. I turned in early so I could get an early start. Best-laid plans do indeed change.
I woke up Saturday morning just before sunrise and heading down to my truck. There was a note on taped to the window. "Sorry about your truck. We will pay to have the tailgate fixed. Michelle and Amy"
"What the fuck?" I said heading back to see what was going on. I thought it must be a joke my friend was pulling on me. Nope, sure as shit, I could see where a bumper of a large truck had hit me. "Fucking bitches." I said to nobody again.
So, I thought about it for a minute but decided not to go pound on their door. I was not going to go hunting now but instead I walked over to the local donut shop. I ordered three large coffees to go and a dozen donuts. My intension was to offer a welcome package to the new girls and pretend I had not been to the truck yet.
It was still early when I knocked on the door but the sun was up. Figured they were moving in and would probably be up and at it early anyway. I was right about that and wrong about hunting this week.
The door opened and there stood Miss Amy. She had long, light brown hair that seemed to flow like a wave over her shoulders and down her back. She had deep brown eyes at were so dark they almost looked black against the bright white around them. Amy's face was a beautiful tan with cheekbones like Jennifer Aniston. I just stood and stared at her face.
Then I looked down like a kid checking out a girl for the first time. Her breasts were pushing against a white t-shirt that seemed a little too small with nipples just hard enough to show. Her pink shorts reminded me of the orange ones the girls at Hooters wear. She was bare foot, stood about 5' 6", and probably was not a pound over 120. She was not wearing panties or a bra and was clearly not expecting guests. Her legs looked silky smooth and seemed to go on forever. If I could build the perfect woman, she would be Amy.
"Hi Hun, can I help you or do you just want to stand there staring at me?" She said smiling and doing kind of a half giggle.
"Ah...Hi. My name is Pat and I am staying upstairs with Bruce." I said with an embarrassed grin on my face. "Don't know if you have met him yet. I walked over and picked up some donuts and coffee. Would you like some?"
I held out the box of donuts in one hand and the three large coffees in the drink holder in the other.
"Hey Michelle, he speaks." She said to the other girl there. Turning to me, "Isn't that sweet of you, come on in."
I walked in, there were boxes all over, and Michelle was unpacking some dishes. "Looks like you ladies have some work to do."
"Sure do. Cannot find the coffee maker so this is awesome. Thanks Hun. Don't have any cash on me but you can have a seat and stare at us some more if you want." Michelle said still digging thru some boxes.
Michelle was shorter than Amy was at probably five foot nothing. Short red hair with bright blue eyes. She had tits that looked to be a little smaller than Amy's but still very nice and perky. She too was wearing just a tight t-shirt and light blue shorts. Her ass looked very firm but again not as hot as Amy's did. These two clearly worked out. Michelle was much more petite and I guess would not break the 100 pound mark.
Realizing that I must have looked like an idiot staring at Amy I said, "I'm sorry I just stood there but, in all fairness you look amazing."
Ignoring my comment Michelle spoke up next, "So you don't live upstairs?"
"Nope, I'm just up for the week to get some bird hunting in. Looks a little like rain so I am going to wait a bit. Bruce told me there were two ladies moving in down stairs but he did not mention you were both gorgeous. I needed coffee and figured I would welcome you to the neighborhood."
"Thank you." Amy said with a slight blush of red in her face. She had to know I found her attractive as I had barely taken my eyes off her.
My comments did not seem to have the same effect on Michelle. "Is that your Ford out there?"
"Yep, been driving that thing for almost seven years. Still looks as good as the day I got her." I replied knowing that might sting a bit.
"Have you been out to it yet?" Amy asked.
"No I just walked next door to get the donuts and coffee. Why?"
Michelle now spoke, "I feel horrible. Here you are bringing us coffee, donuts and being such a sweetheart. I am sorry; I hit your truck last night. I didn't mean it but it was dark and I was not used to the big moving truck. I'm so sorry. I'll pay to have it fixed."
I looked out at my truck pretending not to know about the damage. "Well that sucks. Is it bad?"
"It's just a dent in the tailgate," Amy said quickly. "We are both so sorry."
"Well shit happens as they say. Let's not have that bring us down. I for one would like to enjoy some coffee and donuts. Besides it is not every day I get to meet two beautiful women that leave me standing like an idiot, speechless." I was laying it on thick.
Amy was now turning a much brighter red. It looked very good on her. Michelle however, did not react at all to my comments. In fact, she seemed to expect them.
Michelle walked over to me and gave me a big hug. "Thank you so much for not getting upset with me." She looked over at Amy and Amy just grinned and whispered to her, "I know we said no more but I want to do it. I want to taste his cum." I do not think she knew I could hear her.
"I'll be right back." Michelle said as she walked down the hall towards the bedroom.
Amy walked over and grabbed my hand. "Why don't you have a seat?" She said as she pulled me over towards the couch. "Michelle and I have a little routine we do sometimes. Might you be interested in a show Hun? I mean since you like to stare and all I figured you might like to see a little 'or a lot' more."
"I'm always up for..." I started when I noticed Michelle walking back from the bedroom. She was wearing a bright blue G-string, high heels and nothing else. The look on my face must have been something because both girls started laughing.
"What's the matter Mr. Pat?" Amy said. "Didn't expect to see her come walking back dressed like that?"