Roxy was getting annoyed. She was a big music fan, but after a week of constant loud sounds barraging her ears from the apartment next door, she was nearing her limit. She loved her boyfriend Patrick, but his neighbor seemed like a fucking tool.
"I'm telling you babe, he's not a bad guy," Patrick explained, "I really think you should give him a shot. The music isn't all that loud anyways."
"Isn't that loud?" she groaned "I woke up at 3AM yesterday to him blaring whatever that is. 3AM! That's the middle of the night, you know!"
"Babe, I really think you should calm down. If you just went over and met him--"
Roxy flung her arms over her head, her ample chest shaking a bit in the process. Patrick couldn't help but be distracted by her lack of a bra today and the corresponding two little bumps protruding from her thin shirt.
"I'm just saying that you might understand a little bit if you just went over and met him. When I went over and talked to him when I first moved in, he seemed like a bit of a free spirit, but overall a really cool guy" Patrick said.
Roxy sighed inwardly. Her boyfriend was great in pretty much every way; handsome, sweet, caring, gentle. They had met last year when she was a sophomore in college and had almost instantly fallen for each other. He loved her calm but firm demeanor and she loved his uncharacteristic sweetness. But sometimes, he could be a little too gentle and passive. He let things slide too often and left her to do the dirty work. And she hated doing dirty work. Despite her stern affect, she was actually pretty nervous when it came to confrontation and would freeze up easily.
Fortunately, when it came to males at least, she could always rely on the twins. The two firm, large breasts sat high on her chest, sagging in just the right amount that they jiggled a bit when she walked, and even more so when she didn't wear a bra, like tonight. Roxy rolled her eyes a bit as she noticed her boyfriend's gaze continuously dropping during the conversation and then sharply glancing back up like he was trying not to fall asleep in class. Or in Patrick's case, trying not to focus on the way his girlfriend's overly large tank top revealed flesh almost to the nipple when she turned too far to the side, or how her 5'8 frame morphed into two firm buttcheeks encased in a pair of her light blue panties.
Patrick sighed inwardly too, although for a different reason, and regretfully pulled his eyes back up to meet Roxy's adamant gaze.
She paced in a line back and forth near his chair, lips drawn in a cute little line of consternation that he loved. "Can you please just walk over there and ask him to turn it down just a little bit?" she asked, a little more nicely this time.
" Babe no, we've been roommates for a week, christ sakes. He seems like a cool guy and I don't want to become the neighbor from hell right after we got off on a good start." Patrick shrugged a guilty apology in the heat of his girlfriend's irritated face.
She sighed. "Patrick, if you don't go over there right now and tell him to turn the music down, I will." She gestured down. "And do you really want me walking over in this?"
Patrick looked at Roxy, hands on her hips, wearing close to nothing and looking hot as hell. He shrugged a little. "I mean, sure, if it's really that big a deal babe. I told you, he's a cool guy."
She looked surprised. "So," she said, sauntering towards him "You really want your neighbor to see all of this?" She bent over slowly and looked him in the eyes, watching them widen as they took in her dangling breasts and pink nipples, which had just become visible through her neckline. Patrick just stared as they swayed slightly, not making any attempt to respond.
"Huh?" she asked innocently.
"Oh, yea-- I mean no, I don't. But it's plenty dark out baby. There's no way he'd see anything."
Roxy straightened immediately and mentally reproached herself for trying to test Patrick's jealousy. He had never been possessive and that was nice, but it also felt like he wouldn't really care if another guy made a move on her or saw her a bit undressed or anything like that.
"Fine, you jerk. I'll be back in a minute." She turned and stormed off.
Patrick stared straight at her cute ass the entire way until the door slamming broke him out of his trance and all he could hear was the pounding of Deep Purple coming from next door.
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Roxy started to get second thoughts as she shut the door to her boyfriend's apartment. Even though it was dark and the side-by-side apartments were secluded from the rest of the complex, she could feel her near-nakedness very suddenly as her nipples hardened in the cool night air. The tank wasn't even long enough that it covered the crotch of her panties and there was nothing that could be done about her breasts. Their nudity wasn't completely clear from the front, but any view from the side would almost completely expose them.
